I am having competition tmr hope i can get gold medals back my target 3gold medals so i aim for it so all of u must pray for me ya i long time din train le i think got 1 month i din train le so a bit scare my skill will not good eh but ~Wushugal~is always the best so i do my best Pray for me...God bless me!!:)

Miracles do not happen in contradiction with nature, but in contradiction with what we know about nature Saint Augustine I was an intern in pediatrics, fresh out of medical school. A lot of facts and figures were crammed into my brain, but my clinical experience was somewhat limited. But that's what it means to be an intern. One of my most memorable first patients was a young lady named Karen. She had been referred to our city hospital from a small community in North Carolina because of symptoms of weakness and anemia. I knew when I first met Karen that I was dealing with someone out of the ordinary. She was not the least intimidated by the title "Doctor" or the white coat, and she always spoke what was on her mind.

During our first interview, Karen wanted to know my credentials down to a tee, and wanted me to know that she knew that I was, indeed, "just" an intern. She was fourteen years old and full of life. Unfortunately, our evaluations revealed that she had a type of leukemia that was somewhat unusual, and not as responsive to different treatment modalities as were other types of leukemia. In fact, the prognosis for her surviving even one year was unlikely. Chemotherapy was initiated, and Karen was never shy in telling us how sick we were making her with the medicine. She never spoke in a mean way, but simply in a way that always made her feelings known. If we had difficulty with an IV she would readily point out our incompetence. However, she would just as readily forgive us and compliment us when an IV was maintained in her fragile veins on the first try. Remarkably, within three months Karen went into remission, becoming free of her disease. She continued to come in for routine chemotherapy. During those short visits, Karen and I became friends. It was almost uncanny how, during random rotations, I would turn up as her physician. Always when she would see me coming, she'd gasp, "Oh no, do I have to have Dr. Brown?" Sometimes she was kidding, sometimes she wasn't, but she always wanted me to hear her.

About a year after her original diagnosis, her disease returned. When this type of leukemia returns, it is almost impossible to regain remission because all of the therapeutic modalities have already been spent. However, once again-remarkably if not miraculously-Karen went into remission. I was now a second-year resident, a little more competent and quite a bit more attached to this family. I continued to see Karen and her family over the next year and a half. She proceeded in her high school career and remained an outspoken, fun-loving teenager. I was now in my chief residency year, spending my last month on the inpatient ward prior to completing my training. Karen came in once again with an exacerbation of her disease; she was extremely ill. There was involvement of every organ of her body, including her brain, and literally no other chemical agent to be tried. There was nothing we could do. Karen was made comfortable, given IV fluids and medication for pain. After long discussions, Karen's doctors and family decided that the goal would be to keep her comfortable and pain-free. No unnecessary heroic measures would be performed to prolong the inevitable. In fact, there were no heroic measures left. Karen soon slipped into a coma. After viewing the CT scan and seeing the diffuse brain involvement, it was easy to see why. We expected each day to be her last. Her eyes were fixed and no responsive, her breathing shallow. Her heart was still strong, as we knew it would be. However, the disease was ravaging her blood system and brain, and there was evidence of opportunistic pneumonia involving both lungs. We knew that she would soon die.

I began to have a tremendous dread of Karen dying while I was on call. I did not want to pronounce her dead. It came to the point where I hoped that her death would come on nights that I was away from the hospital because I feared that I would not be any emotional support for the family, or that I would even be able to perform my duties as a physician. This family had come to mean so much to me. It was a Wednesday night, and Karen had been in a coma for four days. I was the chief resident on call for the wards. I spoke with the family and peeked in on Karen. I noticed her breathing was very shallow and her temperature quite low. Death could be imminent. I selfishly hoped to myself that maybe she'd wait until tomorrow to die. I went about my chores until about 3:00 A.M., when I finally tried to get some sleep. At 4:00 A.M. I received a STAT page to Karen's room. This puzzled me somewhat because we were not going to make any heroic interventions. Nevertheless, I ran to her room. The nurse greeted me outside the room and grabbed my arm. "Karen wants to talk to you." I literally thought this nurse was crazy. I couldn't imagine what she was talking about-Karen was in a coma. At this point in my life, my scientific, Newtonian way of thinking ruled my thoughts, primarily because this is the approach we are trained in day in and day out in medical school. I had neglected other, more important spiritual aspects of my being, ignoring the instinct that knows what reason cannot know. I went into the room, and to my amazement, Karen was sitting up in bed.

Her mother was on the left side of the bed, her father on the right. I stood next to the father, not saying anything, not knowing what to say. Karen's eyes, which had been glazed over for four days, were now clear and sharp. She simply stated, "God has come for me. It is time for me to go." She then went around to each of us at the bedside and hugged us tightly, one at a time. These were strong hugs, hugs that I kept thinking were impossible. I could only visualize her CT scan and the severe degree of brain damage. How could this be? Then Karen lay down. But she popped back up immediately, as if she had forgotten something. She went around the bed to each of us again, with her penetrating eyes fixing our stares. No hugs this time. But her hands were strong and steady, squeezing our shoulders as she spoke. "God is here," she said. "Do you see him? Do you know him?" I was scared. Nothing in my experience could explain what was happening here. There was nothing else to say, so I mumbled, "Yes. Good-bye. Thank you." I didn't know what to say. The entire time, I kept visualizing that CT scan. Then Karen lay back down and died-or I should say, she quit breathing and her heart stopped. Her powerful spirit went on living. It was years before I could tell that story, even to my wife. I still cannot tell it without feeling overwhelming emotions. I know now that this experience is not something to be understood through the limited viewpoint of the scientific realm. We are, in essence, spiritual beings in a spiritual universe, not primarily governed by Newton's laws, but by the laws of God.

Maybe i am not suitable to make the choice but i had make it..So i cant do anything now if u all think is suitable for u all to do like this nevermind is ok juz go on i never de jiu dang i lose one friends erm...U will never how hard to hold a pose de and that is wushu club is not easy to hold it wushu want prefect no matter wat performance or competition our chung hua wushu club always want to be the best among the best...So i holding this jawatan is not easy it can interrupt my studies de..I need to care two side like coach and sch not like u holding a pose in leo club juz easy easy like tat wan do jiu do jiu do lo don wan jiu don wan lo..Mine is not same i have been quarrel many times with president because some reason and i have learn thing from him but anyway i juz can say sorry...CHUNG HUA WUSHU CLUB MEMBER JIA YOU!!!My team i want see gold medals ya as many gold medals as u all can...:)I will go watch you all tmr wakaka be prepared for it oh...haha..:)

Sorry friends i knew i promise u guys go curtin but 我也是很难做人啊...我做中间人啊...go there also will hurt dao someone din go also will hurt dao someone haiz...I reli hard to choose so recess time i went to find bryan talk about wushu competition thing and he told me at least go to talk with the china coach and i already promise my friends gonna go curtin for leo telematch how???So while i am the way back to class i have decide it i cancel my telmatch and go for wushu competition but din join la juz go c nia...ERM if i go telmatch i don have time to study le..So i arrange my time to go on fri the wushu competition and sat gonna study..So sorry friends not i blame u all juz i hard to decide maybe my decide make u all bu shuang sorry ya...

对不起，我没有参与这次的比赛。。不关你们怎样的劝我结果的答案还是一样的。不要再懒费时间再问我了...我的决定是不会再改变的!!!不关你们再怎样...把你们拿去练习吧拿一个好成绩给我不要因为没有我的存在，而把比赛比的不好...你们觉得我能陪你们到永远的一起比赛吗？？？不可能...现在是给你们应该学习的机会,学一下没有我的存在而好好的比赛...不要因为你跟我同一个项目而每次拿金牌的是我，而已当我参与的时后你会觉得你赢得很不光荣那是错的．．．这次是你们很好的机会表现下你们这几年来的苦练，表现下给中国教练看好让你们有机会被选去外面比赛．．你们不是等很久了啊现在不是有机会了啊好好去吧握这次的机会．．．不关廉中的人这样看那你们应该要做的比他们更好．．．在比赛场地上不关多好的朋友都是你的对手，没有让来让去的．．．我对我自己走武术这条路以经死心，没有希望了！！！能的话打进国家队，那是我练武术以来的约望可是不可能会实现的我信永远都不会实现的．．．我要走的路以经不是武术了．．．武术的路不是哪么好走的我放弃了．．．好好的加油吧．．．！！！我下个星期要考试了．．pray for me...很快的我要考PMR有点不想考更本就没有信心．．．给我信心吧．．．：）

能選擇要不要喜歡上一個人或愛上一個人嗎？
這個男孩太傻，為了一個不愛自己的人付出那麼多！
....現在應該很少這種人嚕..若他就在你身邊的話..記得珍惜他..
曾在女孩的記憶中，有那麼一個人。
「我現在喜歡的人，就是我前面的這位啦！」男孩大聲的說著，指著走在他前頭的女孩。
「神經病！」女孩嘀咕著，快速走開那群跟著起鬨的人群，只當男孩拿她開玩笑。
直到某一天，女孩收到了一封信。
『我是真的喜歡妳！我可以為妳做任何事，只要妳喜欢，我都會去做。
一封信就這樣，沒有署名，短短幾句話，但女孩卻知道是男孩寫的。
『那你能現在跳到馬路中央嗎？ 』
女孩在信紙背面寫上這句話，託人交給男孩。
「我能！妳看著。」男孩看了內容，當著她的面衝進馬路中央。
只聽見震聾欲耳的喇叭聲、刺耳的煞車聲、巨大的碰撞聲，以及映入女孩眼簾倒在血泊中的男孩。
「我真的能為妳做任何事．．．．．．」男孩的話救護車高亢的呼聲中，依舊清楚的傳入女孩耳中。
「是你們家的女兒要我們家的孩子衝進馬路中被車撞的！」「胡說！明明是你們家的兒子自己衝進去的！」
「什麼胡說！他同學說的你們不是也聽見了嗎？我們家的孩子是看了你們女兒的信才衝進去的！」
「真的是這樣嗎？」女孩的母親回頭看著女孩。
「嗯。」女孩點了頭，淚水也在她低下頭的瞬間，滴上了那張寫著男孩與她的字的信紙，似乎也企圖抹殺掉發生的事實。
「你看吧！你們要怎麼賠我兒子的人生！他再也不能打籃球了．．．．．．」男孩的母親歇斯底里的大喊，哭倒在醫院冷硬的地板上。「這．．．．．．」女孩的父母無言。
「我要你們的女兒陪著我的兒子，直到他再也不需要她的時候，這是你們女兒欠我們的！」男孩的父親說。
「不行！她不愛你兒子啊！你不能那麼自私！」女孩的母親不捨女孩受這種罪。
「好，我會陪著他。」在眾人驚訝的目光中，女孩答應了。

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在公園的躺椅上，男孩和女孩靜靜的坐著，輕柔的風撫過他們疲憊的心。「為什麼喜歡我？」女孩開口了。
「能選擇要不要喜歡上一個人或愛上一個人嗎？喜歡上了，愛上了，就是了。」男孩淡淡的說。
「如果有一天我有喜歡的人了，你會放我走嗎？」女孩說。
「我從來沒有綁住過妳，是妳自己不放自己走的。」男孩說。
沒有交談了，只有風吹動落葉的颯颯聲。
男孩說對了，兩年前在他醒來後，他就解除了約定，但女孩始終將自己綁在男孩身邊，她愧疚，因為她的一句玩笑話，毀了男孩的夢，男孩再也不能打籃球了。

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然而故事卻不會永遠都是好結局，女孩的心給了另一個人，沒有給肯為她付出一切的男孩。
「你為什麼當初要聽我的話！你怎麼那麼笨！」女孩跪倒在地上哭泣。
「我．．．．．．只是愛妳。」男孩說，伸手想將女孩扶起。
「我不要你的愛！」女孩甩開男孩的手。
「你的愛太強烈，害慘了我，你知不知道啊！你知不知道啊！」女孩歇斯底里的哭喊著。
「我．．．．．．」男孩說不出話來。
「為什麼是我！為什麼是我！你為什要愛上我！我討厭你這樣！我討厭！討厭！」女孩用盡所有力氣大聲嘶吼，轉身跑了出去。
女孩的愧疚太深，她沒辦法打開心結，她因為責任而留在男孩身邊，直到她喜歡上別人了，她再也不能忍受不能和喜歡的人在一起的日子，所以她崩潰了，然而也傷了男孩的心。
女孩使勁的跑，用力的跑，淚水模糊她的視線，心中的煩亂讓她沒看對她迎面駛來的卡車．．．．．．
「小心！」伴隨著警告，有人推開了她。
熟悉的碰撞聲響起，再一次，女孩回頭看，再一次的看見倒在殷紅的血泊中。
「我真的能為妳做任何事．．．．．．」男孩說，嘔出一口血，昏了過去。
「不要！」女孩受不了再一次的刺激，她尖叫，
使盡所有力氣的尖叫。「太遲了，肋骨插進內臟，內出血止不住，沒救了。」
「那麼年輕就．．．．．．難道真的沒辦法了嗎？」
醫院裡的人議論紛紛，句句傳入女孩的耳中，她的淚水決提，濕了她的襯衫。
如果她當初能理智一點就不會發生了，如果男孩不要愛上她就好了，她哭，哭的歇斯底里，因為這次男孩真的要離開她了，他現在只能等待死亡。
「我想妳應該進去看他．．．．．．」男孩的父親說，他的悲痛清楚的寫在臉上。
「好．．．．．．」女孩語不成聲，她只能不停的流淚。
女孩進了病房，見到男孩蒼白的臉，她淚水流的更兇。
「不要哭．．．．．．」男孩心疼的舉手擦拭女孩的淚。
「你好傻．．．．．．」女孩哭個不停。
「或許吧．．．．．．這個給妳．．．．．．」男孩張開緊握的手，一封沾了血的信。
「這是最後一封了，好好的看好嗎？」男孩說，眼角留下一滴淚。
「好．．．．．．」女孩接下那封信，清澈的淚水滴在信封上，混著暗紅乾涸的血。
「我真的能為妳做任何事．．．．．．」
這是男孩的最後一句話，他再也不能待在女孩身邊，他走了，女孩昏了過去。
『給最愛的妳：
愛上妳，多半是痛苦，我知道妳的心永遠不會交給我，可是我還是好愛好愛妳．．．．．．
當初如果知道我的行為會讓妳無法自由的飛，我不會去做。
妳知道嗎？只要妳高興，我真的能為妳做任何事。
我知道當妳看這封信時，妳已經有喜歡的人了，放自己自由好嗎？

不要在強迫自己留在我身邊，我希望妳能活的快乐。

不要問我為什麼那麼傻。能選擇要不要喜歡上一個人或愛上一個人嗎？喜歡上了，愛上了，就是了。
我會一直守護著妳，因為妳是我最愛的人，我真的能為妳做任何事，不管過了多少年，我都不曾改變。』
女孩收起了信，她的淚水已經不再流下，男孩離開她已經五年了，五年的時光也讓她從一個年輕的女孩蛻變為成熟的女人。
女孩的命，是男孩救的，但女孩的心，自始自終都不曾落在男孩身上。
『能選擇要不要喜歡上一個人或愛上一個人嗎？喜歡上了，愛上了，就是了。』

在蔚藍的天空裡，風裡似乎帶來男孩的低語。

女孩不能選擇，男孩也不能選擇，谁都不能選擇。

Haha today while i am doing my geografi workbook,i don knw how to do ba..Ask those who knw how to do de teach me lo..After finished doing first set many wrong ba then my friends scold me lo bcz some i circle the wrong answer,and scold me "YOU GOT READ FINISHED THE QUESTION DE MA??sure no de then straight away do so funny eh...Then she doing sej after she tick i also saw that she also got many wrong then i scold her "You also din read ur question de so many wrong"then she said u got refer book i don ho...I cant say anything liao...haha..She want me to do one set without asking peo do my own then tmr she want c cannot less than 40 correct...Haha must do carefully later liao if not i goona die haha...I knw is for my own good who ask me my geo not good le...thx ya..:)