tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-78755745442319371782012-02-16T17:03:13.349+08:00.-YaNQl-http://www.blogger.com/profile/17181887500376484282noreply@blogger.comBlogger861100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7875574544231937178.post-27788403372489307752012-02-08T00:40:00.001+08:002012-02-08T00:40:15.296+08:00Back to the Square<a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-zuaUpiqLmEQ/TzFT69agm0I/AAAAAAAAA5U/E5ilU2WdPrA/Back%252520to%252520the%252520Square_img_1.jpg"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-zuaUpiqLmEQ/TzFT69agm0I/AAAAAAAAA5U/E5ilU2WdPrA/Back%252520to%252520the%252520Square_img_1.jpg" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left cursor: pointer;" height="191px" width="320px" /></a><br><br>Feeling really bad when I on the light n step into my room. Then only I remember that I've been outing for a week, yet I felt only 2 days.<br><br />Time really pass like flash.<br><br />However, I do feel the working days pass very fast perhaps the working loads have increased<br><br />Is it true the end of the world is approaching as disasters are happening all around the world...<br><br />Actually I believe by looking at the happenings, It's like punishment from the God. That's why the earth has actually turning faster than previous.....<br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7875574544231937178-2778840337248930775?l=yyqqistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-YaNQl-http://www.blogger.com/profile/17181887500376484282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7875574544231937178.post-26524992663828807692012-01-11T01:26:00.001+08:002012-01-11T01:26:42.697+08:00The future me<br>http://m.youtube.com/#/watch?desktop_uri=%2Fwatch%3Fv%3D7565Ff4A2cg&v=7565Ff4A2cg&gl=US<br /><br>Watched the clip n I feel guilty for behaving so.. hmm, I should work harder<br /><br>Actually I've been working for 12hrs a day for a month, perhaps more..<br><br />Anyway, I still don't feel to collapse, but I do feel I'm mentally tired. I told myself, there is a target<br /><br>I'd wan to get the professional license perhaps at the age of 30 or earlier. I'm asked by certain personnel to leave the job, I may get offer with 1k more salary<br><br />Yet, I don't know what happened and I stand still, I'm quite calm n steady with the offer<br /><br>I know if I left, I may not have the chances of doing all these...<br><br />I'm currently handling projects and assisting senior in other projects as well<br><br />I'd say, I cant even finish those assignments tough I work for 12hrs<br><br />Anyway, due to the multi tasking, I started to make mistakes n got some complaints from clients. Being complained, scolded, disappointment... Etc.<br /><br>I throw them out, release the tension, then a new n refresh me is facing the problems back afterwards<br><br />Coincidently, I read a phrase when I was feeling very bad, embarrass....<br><br />"Trouble brings experience, experience brings knowledge"<br /><br>From the non compliances, I do learn..<br><br />How to handle the situation, etc..<br><br />Boss did hurt me, yet... Ok, I understand n I know how should I manage my own things<br><br />I shall practice that<br /><br>I have a goal, I also provide a limit for that, hope it could bring a better future of mine...<br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7875574544231937178-2652499266382880769?l=yyqqistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-YaNQl-http://www.blogger.com/profile/17181887500376484282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7875574544231937178.post-73018326430624280392011-10-27T01:11:00.001+08:002011-10-27T01:11:42.928+08:00Deepavali<a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-Nj2uKPiTyho/Tqg_SZ-dpJI/AAAAAAAAAPw/KckqG_XeR88/Deepavali_img_1.png"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-Nj2uKPiTyho/Tqg_SZ-dpJI/AAAAAAAAAPw/KckqG_XeR88/Deepavali_img_1.png" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left cursor: pointer;" height="240px" width="179px" /></a><br><br>A long waited holiday had came n gone like nobody business, yet the holiday means a lot to those who works daily.<br><br />For rest, for outing, whatever.....<br /><br>I planned to go for exercise just because I'd want to try to have a healthy practice, grab some fresh air in a greenery space, for my own good as well<br><br />Well, it also due to the budgeting problem, money isn't a problem, yet It's a problem if u don't have money....<br /><br>However, It's a little bit of disappointing as this desire comes to me when the raining season starts<br><br />When I was about to go to that garden, the sky looked grey n it finally drizzle<br><br />So, we turned into a shopping mall to grab sth...<br /><br>Sadly, I took a fried koay teow..<br><br />Anyway, I just can't resist it<br><br />From the restaurant I could see there was no more drizzle..<br><br />I think, the god wouldn't want me to jog XD<br /><br>To realise my desire, we grab the time n depart to that botanical garden<br><br />Was feeling pleasure to get the fresh air.. but the sky was still grey<br><br />End up, we ran out from the drizzle and it finally rained... Hahaa, it wasn't a good day for jogging<br /><br>Ok, we headed to another shopping mall..<br><br />I saw lee hom's latest album, I was dilly dally whether to buy ..<br><br />Well, end up I didn't buy it but bought Reader's Digest...<br /><br>Actually was trying to get sth which is worth for money... Hmm, shall I ??<br /><br>Actually I have been hanging around the malls quite often... Found a new trend...<br><br />If u could create a trend nowadays, then you rule!!<br /><br>Ok, let's see.... <br><br />People would ask "have you Google yet??"<br><br />"Please check in your location through Facebook"<br><br />And, people are willing to spend the time to buy sth like iPhone, drinks like Chatime, a franchise growing fast recently, Over Time - another outing pub for the youngsters...<br><br />No matter it is big business or a small business, if you could attract people and make it a trend then you are success<br /><br>So I was thinking on the way back to home, if I could make a brand/trend someday......<br><br />Isn't that is great???<br><br />Yet, how???<br /><br>Should learn sth on it......<br /><br>*I was once keen to try on Chatime n I tried it for the first time during my birthday.....<br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7875574544231937178-7301832643062428039?l=yyqqistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-YaNQl-http://www.blogger.com/profile/17181887500376484282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7875574544231937178.post-11567941005902716532011-10-16T23:47:00.002+08:002011-10-16T23:54:55.304+08:00Taught星期五晚上，看了辛亥革命。<div>哇！不错，不错！</div><div>可是，有点 “到喉，吾到肺” 的感觉。</div><div><br /></div><div>看了，我觉得，我们也应该向孙中山似勇敢为自己国家的幸福努力。</div><div>我们必须往幸福的方向前进。</div><div>我们，是时候改变了。</div><div><br /></div><div>Sunday Evening, watched Real Steel.</div><div><br /></div><div>I learned, never fear of people saying we are weak or etc.</div><div>Fight until the last, Try the Best...</div><div>We may win the fight...</div><div><br /></div><div>"Nothing is really over until you stop trying"</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7875574544231937178-1156794100590271653?l=yyqqistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-YaNQl-http://www.blogger.com/profile/17181887500376484282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7875574544231937178.post-47577131314544113932011-10-09T21:12:00.002+08:002011-10-09T21:21:30.206+08:00=(I think it has been the worst weekend i ever have.<div><br /></div><div>I was seriously feeling of tire, yet i have a lot of thing to do.</div><div><br /></div><div>I think, i have to do this, this, this and that...! Urgh!</div><div><br /></div><div>I got a long waiting increment letter and end up with tear.</div><div>Now i know, i got nth with my hardship.</div><div><br /></div><div>I dont know what happened and the menstrual pain is very serious..</div><div><br /></div><div>I tried my best to do my best instead of facing people with the bad temper.</div><div>I almost to scold the waiter...</div><div><br /></div><div>Hmmm....</div><div><br /></div><div>People are around me, even my family came to KL</div><div>Yet, i still feel lonely..</div><div><br /></div><div>Actually, i have been thinking of getting married, if i meet a good guy who i think reliable.</div><div>I think, i'd tie up the knot, ...</div><div>I dont want to be very independent, yet i dont want to dependent on someone else, but my partner of life.</div><div><br /></div><div>Life is not easy, i know!</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7875574544231937178-4757713131454411393?l=yyqqistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-YaNQl-http://www.blogger.com/profile/17181887500376484282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7875574544231937178.post-30451368939233129242011-09-18T01:22:00.001+08:002011-09-18T01:22:23.869+08:00疑是银河落九州<a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-S2GKfHZrM8U/TnTXTaHsDUI/AAAAAAAAAPs/LsvWBnqO_7g/%2525E7%252596%252591%2525E6%252598%2525AF%2525E9%252593%2525B6%2525E6%2525B2%2525B3%2525E8%252590%2525BD%2525E4%2525B9%25259D%2525E5%2525B7%25259E_img_1.jpg"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-S2GKfHZrM8U/TnTXTaHsDUI/AAAAAAAAAPs/LsvWBnqO_7g/%2525E7%252596%252591%2525E6%252598%2525AF%2525E9%252593%2525B6%2525E6%2525B2%2525B3%2525E8%252590%2525BD%2525E4%2525B9%25259D%2525E5%2525B7%25259E_img_1.jpg" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left cursor: pointer;" height="240px" width="143px" /></a><br><br>一直向往大自然的奥妙<br><br />也了解自己的渺小<br><br />今天我到了林明山的瀑布<br><br />第一次体验真正的壮观<br /><br>It is amazing and etched in my heart deeply, I'll always remember it....<br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7875574544231937178-3045136893923312924?l=yyqqistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-YaNQl-http://www.blogger.com/profile/17181887500376484282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7875574544231937178.post-47225441838374937842011-08-13T17:56:00.001+08:002011-08-13T17:56:17.027+08:00模糊<a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-B1okZlsFxVg/TkZKPhIvmXI/AAAAAAAAAPo/QG-HgwFQOdI/%2525E6%2525A8%2525A1%2525E7%2525B3%25258A_img_1.jpg"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-B1okZlsFxVg/TkZKPhIvmXI/AAAAAAAAAPo/QG-HgwFQOdI/%2525E6%2525A8%2525A1%2525E7%2525B3%25258A_img_1.jpg" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left cursor: pointer;" height="191px" width="320px" /></a><br><br>前方越来越模糊<br><br />我已经不知道下一站的目的地<br><br />我可以换另一条道路吗？？<br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7875574544231937178-4722544183837493784?l=yyqqistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-YaNQl-http://www.blogger.com/profile/17181887500376484282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7875574544231937178.post-9570736283428772122011-08-10T22:57:00.001+08:002011-08-10T22:57:27.342+08:00静<a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-RbaQGdjIXFg/TkKcVYmq2YI/AAAAAAAAAPk/lt638taX558/%2525E9%25259D%252599_img_1.jpg"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-RbaQGdjIXFg/TkKcVYmq2YI/AAAAAAAAAPk/lt638taX558/%2525E9%25259D%252599_img_1.jpg" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left cursor: pointer;" height="240px" width="143px" /></a><br><br>最近都很想安静下来，好好地充实自己<br><br />很想找个安静又属于自己的地方<br><br />我觉得，生命中最重要的事情应该要好好地处理，时间不可以轻易浪费<br /><br>任人怎么说，我还是选择留下<br><br />或许会徒劳，但是应该可以赚到一些经历<br><br />经历应该就是生活上最大的财富??<br /><br>我大概应该不需要理会他人的话语、眼光<br><br />我大概应该继续埋头，好好地对自己的事业负责，然后再继续往前行<br /><br>我必须要好好地盯紧我的目标<br /><br>我一直在问，我到底想要些什么<br><br />我一直找不到哪一个我满意的答案<br><br />打从心底，我还真的没有那一股勇气<br><br /><br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7875574544231937178-957073628342877212?l=yyqqistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-YaNQl-http://www.blogger.com/profile/17181887500376484282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7875574544231937178.post-73225756333464378012011-07-02T17:54:00.001+08:002011-07-02T17:54:51.401+08:00我想要的<br>最近常在想，思索属于自己的<br><br />我大概不可以再这样糊里糊涂地生活<br><br />我应该要懂得自己为了什么而活。<br /><br>那天老板娘说，其实你不错，可是有时候blur blur<br><br />女人的生理期，这理由可以接受吗?<br><br />我必须要控制自己的情绪，再专心点为自己的事业拼搏<br /><br>事业是否是一条引领自己朝向更高处的管道??<br /><br>可以让自己拥有更多的钱<br><br />可以提高自己的价值和地位<br><br />可以开拓自己的生活圈子<br /><br>我不知道我是否会一直这样<br><br />我的公司是否值得我继续留下<br /><br>我，我的伴侣是否真的，可以陪伴我，照顾我????<br><br />我好像不知道他是对的人吗?<br /><br>疑惑<br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7875574544231937178-7322575633346437801?l=yyqqistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-YaNQl-http://www.blogger.com/profile/17181887500376484282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7875574544231937178.post-42081587869043584732011-06-28T01:02:00.001+08:002011-06-28T01:02:58.241+08:00没有人<a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-YOlqBlISx7Y/Tgi3v4kYzaI/AAAAAAAAAPg/pj5JBTdarAc/%2525E6%2525B2%2525A1%2525E6%25259C%252589%2525E4%2525BA%2525BA_img_1.jpg"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-YOlqBlISx7Y/Tgi3v4kYzaI/AAAAAAAAAPg/pj5JBTdarAc/%2525E6%2525B2%2525A1%2525E6%25259C%252589%2525E4%2525BA%2525BA_img_1.jpg" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left cursor: pointer;" height="240px" width="143px" /></a><br><br>节日是否真的那么重要??<br /><br>最重要的那一个人的出席，重要吗??<br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7875574544231937178-4208158786904358473?l=yyqqistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-YaNQl-http://www.blogger.com/profile/17181887500376484282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7875574544231937178.post-33871594890396919822011-06-12T10:59:00.001+08:002011-06-12T10:59:01.259+08:00无言<a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-KwhhAvZP0ks/TfQrcsjEvKI/AAAAAAAAAPY/eKqoEob8cGc/%2525E6%252597%2525A0%2525E8%2525A8%252580_img_1.jpg"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-KwhhAvZP0ks/TfQrcsjEvKI/AAAAAAAAAPY/eKqoEob8cGc/%2525E6%252597%2525A0%2525E8%2525A8%252580_img_1.jpg" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left cursor: pointer;" height="240px" width="143px" /></a><br><br>想说<br><br />我错了<br><br />我没资格做什么<br><br />我很自私<br><br />对不起<br><br />这是很重要的决定<br><br />前途会因而改写<br><br />我不要将来的后悔<br><br />你的决定我会尊重<br><br />我会祝福<br><br />如果你为了我而决定<br><br />我也会很感激<br><br />我会更珍惜一切属于我们的<br /><br>祈祷<br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7875574544231937178-3387159489039691982?l=yyqqistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-YaNQl-http://www.blogger.com/profile/17181887500376484282noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7875574544231937178.post-23369934192379188142011-06-09T18:20:00.003+08:002011-06-09T18:20:55.880+08:00等待<a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-G9mmdzEb8Kk/TfCehcgjsfI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/PbhRf4SUmVg/%2525E7%2525AD%252589%2525E5%2525BE%252585_img_1.jpg"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-G9mmdzEb8Kk/TfCehcgjsfI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/PbhRf4SUmVg/%2525E7%2525AD%252589%2525E5%2525BE%252585_img_1.jpg" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left cursor: pointer;" height="240px" width="143px" /></a><br><br>我不是一个好的生活策划人<br><br />我不懂得如何规划生活<br><br />一直抱着即来之，则安之的态度<br><br />反正，到了桥头的船自然就会直<br><br />我或许跟不上时间的步伐，<br><br />但我会因时间,事物而改变自己<br><br />这样，到底好吗???<br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7875574544231937178-2336993419237918814?l=yyqqistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-YaNQl-http://www.blogger.com/profile/17181887500376484282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7875574544231937178.post-35997232279341972982011-06-09T18:20:00.001+08:002011-06-09T18:20:51.591+08:00等待<a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-TqUPFKlNcTs/TfCefrDhZVI/AAAAAAAAAPM/1kAg_skndhQ/%2525E7%2525AD%252589%2525E5%2525BE%252585_img_1.jpg"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-TqUPFKlNcTs/TfCefrDhZVI/AAAAAAAAAPM/1kAg_skndhQ/%2525E7%2525AD%252589%2525E5%2525BE%252585_img_1.jpg" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left cursor: pointer;" height="240px" width="143px" /></a><br><br>我不是一个好的生活策划人<br><br />我不懂得如何规划生活<br><br />一直抱着即来之，则安之的态度<br><br />反正，到了桥头的船自然就会直<br><br />我或许跟不上时间的步伐，<br><br />但我会因时间,事物而改变自己<br><br />这样，到底好吗???<br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7875574544231937178-3599723227934197298?l=yyqqistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-YaNQl-http://www.blogger.com/profile/17181887500376484282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7875574544231937178.post-63694580679870917462011-06-09T00:53:00.001+08:002011-06-09T00:53:20.330+08:00Myself<a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-o9lGb-Iipns/Te-o_iPq0FI/AAAAAAAAAPI/XSXwFG6rkSU/Myself_img_1.jpg"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-o9lGb-Iipns/Te-o_iPq0FI/AAAAAAAAAPI/XSXwFG6rkSU/Myself_img_1.jpg" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left cursor: pointer;" height="240px" width="143px" /></a><br><br>There might be many intimate friends surrounding when a person was young.<br><br />The elder, the lesser.<br /><br>When ppl is telling their stories to u, how many of the stories will be taken into our own account ??<br><br />Perhaps, most of the time, we listen & forget<br /><br>I like a Cantonese phrase which sounds 针唔吉到肉唔痛<br><br />Which means, we only feel pain when we get injected<br /><br>Thus, we actually don't understand a person's situation unless we are in / gone through the situation<br /><br>Principles are always there, yet implementation is always in another way<br /><br>Think<br /><br>Watched kung fu panda 2 recently, the master taught him to stay calm & problems will be solved<br><br />Sounds easy, yet difficult...<br /><br>Be in peaceful mind, stay calm and think<br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7875574544231937178-6369458067987091746?l=yyqqistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-YaNQl-http://www.blogger.com/profile/17181887500376484282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7875574544231937178.post-64596515009043805642011-05-22T23:40:00.001+08:002011-05-22T23:40:58.823+08:00What's Next ??!<a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_U8PItlye8jA/TdkuhnfrJGI/AAAAAAAAAPE/yPnH4gWiMJU/What%27s%20Next%20%3F%3F%21_img_1.jpg"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_U8PItlye8jA/TdkuhnfrJGI/AAAAAAAAAPE/yPnH4gWiMJU/What%27s%20Next%20%3F%3F%21_img_1.jpg" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left cursor: pointer;" height="240px" width="143px" /></a><br><br>I've finally finished my QS professional papers for my very 1st stage<br><br />I didn't try my best for my preparation, but I think I tried my best to write in everything that I know<br><br />I hope I could pass all the papers even I know I don't deserved that<br><br />I'd pray for it<br><br />If I don't pass all of them, maybe I'd give myself another try...<br /><br>After the exam, I'm rushing back to the office for my mounting work load, I have too much awaiting job..<br><br />Luckily it wasn't too bad, I need not to work like hell for the weekend..<br><br />As I wish..<br /><br>Then I'm started to think on my next step....<br><br />What I shall do for the next???<br /><br>My MSc study preparation, mentally, financially, physically.....<br /><br>My life, found my life is in mess. I want to get everything organised including my wardrobe, seriously dislike mess!!!<br /><br>My knowledge on construction n properties field is founded too least for me to survive in the society, I shall equip myself with some studies...<br><br />Trying to get some cheaper way for it<br><br />I think, I'll get this for my life long career<br /><br>My future, I'm thinking... shall I set up my own business if I'm able to live until 30 years old. Life of being an employee will never generate the certain amount of money for me, I must find some ways<br><br />Besides, I oso thinking my life from 25-30.... it seems too near!!!!!<br /><br>I don't want to get my things spread all around, ain't going to plan my life as well, but I hope there is a guideline, I need it... I think.<br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7875574544231937178-6459651500904380564?l=yyqqistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-YaNQl-http://www.blogger.com/profile/17181887500376484282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7875574544231937178.post-40039088527685622612011-05-06T14:04:00.001+08:002011-05-06T14:08:59.372+08:00立夏<span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">其实，我很喜欢夏天</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">今天我才知道立夏原来的意思 :)</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">立夏节气的由来每年5月5日或6日，太阳到达黄经45°为“立夏”节气。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"> </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">这个季节，在战国末年（公元前239年）就已经确立了，预示着季节的转换，为古时按农历划分四季之夏季开始的日子。如《逸周书·时讯解》云：“立夏之日，蝼蝈鸣。又五日，蚯蚓出。又五日，王瓜生。”即说这一节气中首先可听到蜊蜊（即：蝼蛄）蛄在田间的呜叫声（一说是蛙声），接着大地上便可看到蚯蚓掘土，然后王瓜的蔓藤开始快速攀爬生长，描述的就是孟夏之初的物候景象。《月令七十二候集解》中说： “立，建始也，夏，假也，物至此时皆假大也。”这里的“假”，即“大”的意思，是说春天播种的植物已经直立长大了。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"> </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">实际上，若按气候学的标准，日平均气温稳定升达22℃以上为夏季开始，“立夏”前后，我国只有福州到南岭一线以南地区真正的“绿树浓阴夏日长，楼台倒影如池塘”的夏季，而东北和西北的部分地区这时则刚刚进入春季，全国大部分地区平均气温在18～20℃上下，正是“百般红紫斗芳菲”的仲春和暮春季节。</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">立夏景色</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">进入了五月，很多地方槐花也正开。立夏时节，万物繁茂。明人《莲生八戕》一书中写有：“孟夏之日，天地始交，万物并秀。”这时夏收作物进入生长后期，冬小麦扬花灌浆，油菜接近成熟，夏收作物年景基本定局，故农谚有“立夏看夏”之说。水稻栽插以及其他春播作物的管理也进入了大忙季节。所以，我国古来很重视立夏节气。据记载，周朝时，立夏这天，帝王要亲率文武百官到郊外“迎夏”，并指令司徒等官去各地勉励农民抓紧耕作。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"> </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">立夏以后，江南正式进入雨季，雨量和雨日均明显增多，连绵的阴雨不仅导致作物的湿害。还会引起多种病害的流行。小麦抽穗扬花是最易感染赤霉病的时期，若预计未来有温暖但多阴雨的天气，要抓紧在始花期到盛花期喷药防治。南方的棉花在阴雨连绵或乍暖乍寒的天气条件下，往往会引起炭疽病、立枯病等病害的暴发，造成大面积的死苗、缺苗。应及时采取必要的增温降湿措施，并配合药剂防治，以保全苗争壮苗。“多插立夏秧，谷子收满仓”，立夏前后正是大江南北早稻插秧的火红季节。“能插满月秧，不薅满月草”，这时气温仍较低，栽秧后要立即加强管理，早追肥，早耘田，早治病虫，促进早发。中稻播种要抓紧扫尾。茶树这时春梢发育最快，稍一疏忽，茶叶就要老化，正所谓“谷雨很少摘，立夏摘不辍”，要集中全力，分批突击采制。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"> </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">立夏前后，华北、西北等地气温回升很快，但降水仍然不多，加上春季多风，蒸发强烈，大气干燥和土壤干旱常严重影响农作物的正常生长。尤其是小麦灌浆乳熟前后的干热风更是导致减产的重要灾害性天气，适时灌水是抗旱防灾的关键措施。“立夏三天遍地锄”，这时杂草生长很快，“一天不锄草，三天锄不了。”中耕锄草不仅能除去杂草，抗旱防渍，又能提高地温，加速土壤养分分解，对促进棉花、玉米、高梁、花生等作物苗期健壮生长有十分重要的意义。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"> </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">立夏后，是早稻大面积栽插的关键时期，而且这时期雨水来临的迟早和雨量的多少，与日后收成关系密切。农谚说得好：“立夏不下，犁耙高挂。”“立夏无雨，碓头无米。”民间还有畏忌夏季炎热而称体重的习俗，据说这一天称了体重之后，就不怕夏季炎热，不会消瘦，否则会有病灾缠身。江西一带还有立夏饮茶的习俗，说是不饮立夏茶，会一夏苦难熬。早在古代的君王们也常在夏季初始的日子，到城外去迎夏，迎夏的日子就是立夏日。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"> </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">《礼记·月令》篇，解释立夏曰：“蝼蝈鸣，蚯蚓出，王瓜生，苦菜秀。”说明在这时节，青蛙开始聒噪着夏日的来临，蚯蚓也忙着帮农民们翻松泥土，乡间田埂的野菜也都彼此争相出土日日攀长。清晨当人们迎着初夏的霞光，漫步于乡村田野、海边沙滩时，你会从这温和的阳光中感受到大自然的深情。</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7875574544231937178-4003908852768562261?l=yyqqistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-YaNQl-http://www.blogger.com/profile/17181887500376484282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7875574544231937178.post-47957597608978924532011-04-11T00:44:00.001+08:002011-04-11T00:44:27.397+08:00爱，并没有原因<a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_U8PItlye8jA/TaHeaGXGCXI/AAAAAAAAAO8/ps9-EpjlygA/%E7%88%B1%EF%BC%8C%E5%B9%B6%E6%B2%A1%E6%9C%89%E5%8E%9F%E5%9B%A0_img_1.jpg"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_U8PItlye8jA/TaHeaGXGCXI/AAAAAAAAAO8/ps9-EpjlygA/%E7%88%B1%EF%BC%8C%E5%B9%B6%E6%B2%A1%E6%9C%89%E5%8E%9F%E5%9B%A0_img_1.jpg" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left cursor: pointer;" height="240px" width="143px" /></a><br><br>望着你，我好想告诉你我爱你<br><br />可是我很奇怪地问自己，为什么我这样呢?<br><br />想了一整天，我还是找不到一个原因<br><br />后来才知道，爱并不需要任何理由，原因<br><br />虽然你不是曾经想象的一个'他'<br><br />可是你却给了我爱<br /><br>我 - 爱 - 你<br><br />谢谢<br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7875574544231937178-4795759760897892453?l=yyqqistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-YaNQl-http://www.blogger.com/profile/17181887500376484282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7875574544231937178.post-34546747410882591072011-04-03T00:11:00.001+08:002011-04-03T00:11:11.956+08:00两个人<a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_U8PItlye8jA/TZdKm5FtlMI/AAAAAAAAAO4/HipT1UBV7HM/%E4%B8%A4%E4%B8%AA%E4%BA%BA_img_1.jpg"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_U8PItlye8jA/TZdKm5FtlMI/AAAAAAAAAO4/HipT1UBV7HM/%E4%B8%A4%E4%B8%AA%E4%BA%BA_img_1.jpg" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left cursor: pointer;" height="240px" width="143px" /></a><br><br>刚刚知道在一起4年的情侣朋友分手了<br><br />心情一阵痛，在毫无预警之下<br><br />后来没事了，平复了自己的心，接受了<br /><br>原来无论怎么计划，最后还是改变办不了变了的心<br><br />两个人既使结婚，与子携老，其实也未必<br /><br>珍惜眼前人<br><br />可以相遇，一起携手的缘分<br><br />不是人人都可以，就只是两个人<br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7875574544231937178-3454674741088259107?l=yyqqistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-YaNQl-http://www.blogger.com/profile/17181887500376484282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7875574544231937178.post-83798995473826523212011-03-28T23:42:00.001+08:002011-03-28T23:42:18.357+08:00生活<p><a href='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_U8PItlye8jA/TZCsWE6v0II/AAAAAAAAAO0/BFd4S7Dm03w/IMAG0164.jpg'><img src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_U8PItlye8jA/TZCsWE6v0II/AAAAAAAAAO0/BFd4S7Dm03w/s400/IMAG0164.jpg' /></a></p>生活到底为了什么? <br/> 在有限的日子里 <br/> 要为自己争一口气 <br/> 在社会生存 <br/> 要关关难过关关过<div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'>Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.7</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7875574544231937178-8379899547382652321?l=yyqqistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-YaNQl-http://www.blogger.com/profile/17181887500376484282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7875574544231937178.post-9153856599581776192011-03-13T14:41:00.001+08:002011-03-13T14:41:46.968+08:00流年不利I cut my fingers at the very 1st working day of 2011. When I had cut, I didn't notice how much blood had bleed out. Is just normal fingers cut. Well, my colleague went into pantry and saw me standing there and he got shock. The whole hand of mine is full with blood and then only I noticed, the blood had been dropping on the floor and my whole hand. <br/> <br/> What a bad starting of the year... I know, I crash with 太歲 this year, yet I don't know it would start so early even it's yet the Rabbit year. T.T <br/> <br/> Well, thing goes/passes very fast. I prayed for a better days/year after that. Who knows, I suddenly get scolded by boss at the last working day before CNY. At the very last moment before I went home. This had marked a very very bad ending. <br/> <br/> I'd say I went into her room during the wrong timing while she wasn't having a good mood. <br/> <br/> From then onwards, I found my days aren't smooth like previously. My works, life, love, relationship with sis, every single portion of my life is not reaching the satisfying level as it used to be.. <br/> <br/> I found I'm lost in my life, I don't want to lose every single thing and dun wan to live in mess. <br/> <br/> I'd wan to get back my time where life is centralized on my own but not others. I don't know, I feel my life in uncle's house is getting worse, perhaps my habit isn't sth acceptable.... or? @.@ <br/> But, I'm tired! <br/> <br/> Well, due to all the unhappiness, I have decided to move myself to another life. It might be the way for me to hide from the problem, yet I have no idea where could I be in order to be better way to live for myself. <br/> <br/> It might not be all the factor which caused me to make this decision, but it has made up the biggest portion <br/> <br/> Yes, finally I had made up my mind, I want to go to further my study....<div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'>Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.7</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7875574544231937178-915385659958177619?l=yyqqistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-YaNQl-http://www.blogger.com/profile/17181887500376484282noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7875574544231937178.post-88625850103211399782011-03-09T15:21:00.001+08:002011-03-09T15:21:08.855+08:00Recent<p><a href='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_U8PItlye8jA/TXcqYkN_F3I/AAAAAAAAAOw/jDe06AT4A1k/IMAG0098.jpg'><img src='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_U8PItlye8jA/TXcqYkN_F3I/AAAAAAAAAOw/jDe06AT4A1k/s400/IMAG0098.jpg' /></a></p>Well,bought myself a new phone... Even it's expensive, yet not regretting in getting it for myself <br/> Feeling tired since CNY until now,a holiday is needed for myself....zzz<div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'>Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.7</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7875574544231937178-8862585010321139978?l=yyqqistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-YaNQl-http://www.blogger.com/profile/17181887500376484282noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7875574544231937178.post-31028992999174986982011-03-09T14:52:00.001+08:002011-03-09T14:52:09.999+08:00<div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'>Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.7</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7875574544231937178-3102899299917498698?l=yyqqistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-YaNQl-http://www.blogger.com/profile/17181887500376484282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7875574544231937178.post-33702737903950514152011-03-04T12:09:00.001+08:002011-03-04T12:09:31.622+08:00testingTrying<div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'>Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.7</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7875574544231937178-3370273790395051415?l=yyqqistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-YaNQl-http://www.blogger.com/profile/17181887500376484282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7875574544231937178.post-72725558565257307162011-01-13T21:57:00.006+08:002011-01-13T22:16:06.279+08:00PATIENCEDunno why, I didnt change my route once I see the jam today.<br />I drove slowly on the road<br />Well, the jam was moving slowly instead of stopping there<br />No longer later, it isnt crowd anymore.<br /><br />After some distance, it is crowded again.<br />Well, I almost reach my destination.<br /><br />I was thinking, if i took the alternate route<br />I may need to stuck in crowd again..<br /><br />It made me understood that...<br />Be patient, the cloud would go off...<br />And, brightness would be here...<br /><br />I shall work hard even it is tough now<br />So, i might have good life in future<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7875574544231937178-7272555856525730716?l=yyqqistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-YaNQl-http://www.blogger.com/profile/17181887500376484282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7875574544231937178.post-14348203877928764642010-12-07T00:36:00.004+08:002010-12-07T10:03:50.103+08:0020102010 应该就是我开始真正自己生活的一年吧。<br />算是，自食其力？！<br /><br />家人的压力，好像慢慢减少，现在，自在多了。<br />每个月还是尽力回家。<br />最近，妹妹都会说，是时候回家喝奶了，时间到了！<br />挺好笑的，但也说得蛮贴切。<br />常常，时间久了，就很想家，很想很想回家。<br />虽然回家常常都没什么贡献，但就只想在家，像个孩子般，赖在家。<br />家，始终是最温暖的。<br />在外面，很累，心里有什么受委屈，就要回家，默默地，把这一些埋起来。<br />然后，忘记这些。<br />然而，每次回来城市，还是带着沉重的心情。 XD<br /><br />工作了一年，回头望，一整年都好像在工作。<br />但，我还是开心的。<br />年轻嘛，就是要这样拚搏，要好好地为自己慢慢地努力。<br />一年里，我学了很多东西。<br />谢谢，公司给我的机会，我觉得，我好像尝试了很多。<br />渐渐，我也知道，我其实向往哪里。<br />想要一步一步往上爬，直到我可以到达的巅峰。<br />我要踏实地走向未知的未来。<br />虽然着急，所以，我常常告诉自己，“要学会虚心学习，成功从来都不是一朝一夕的事情”<br />看到他人今日的成功，背后其实隐藏了过去十年的努力、辛苦。<br />我想，我应该常常记得这些道理。<br /><br />对于朋友，好像看得淡了。<br />不是因为什么，只是觉得....<br />大家长大了，分配给朋友的时间，都不如以前那么多了。<br />现在，开始工作，有了自己的另一半，还要把时间分给家人，朋友到底还可以有多少的时间<br />我们，不能再像以前那样，成日窝在一起。<br />我们随着时间长大了，时间，也改变了我们。<br />但，心中还是惦记一些很好的朋友们，接下来的日子，大概都不会再找到这样的朋友了<br />祝福大家<br /><br />伯母去世了，妹妹跟我，最终还是搬到伯父家里。<br />搬到这里，我才体会到母亲的辛苦。<br />每次我们旅行回来，都是大小包肮脏的衣服，大家一起旅行，回来，也都累了。<br />但是母亲，隔天还要继续工作，然后整理家里大小事.<br />搬来这里，我尝试把家里整理得整整齐齐，但是，真的很累很累！<br />嗯......<br /><br />关于爱情，hmmm....<br />我好像一直都抱着见步行步的心态，没有一个确实的未来。<br />或许是害怕自己会在计划的未来里，失望地离开。<br />第二次的分离，也挨过来了。<br />自从他回来以后，我感觉到他对这一段感情的努力；我在他心中的肯定。<br />自问，我好像，不是这样<br />那一种肯定，是开心，也是些许的压力，因为我比较希望变得普通一点。<br />然后，我会自在一点，秉持着我一切随缘的理念。<br />虽然如此，我想我应该更相信自己和他，也应该好好地经营。<br />感情，无论再好，还是须要双方面的互动，否则，大概就会慢慢地走向末路。<br /><br />时间<br />以前觉得，一个小时，还挺长的。<br />工作以后，一个小时，怎么什么东西都做不了？！<br />时间，好像都给了工作，我已经很久没有把时间用在自己要的颓废生活。<br />偶尔也觉得自己在蹉跎岁月，自己好像没有为生活付出全力。<br />没把生活过得更有意义。<br /><br />我觉得，我随着时间长大了，也就是，变老了<br />我的健康，大不如前。<br />我的腰，很容易就陷入疲惫的状态。<br />脚底按摩师说，这里痛代表那里不好，那里又。。。<br />可是，我好像每一个部位都好痛！感觉自己好弱！！<br />:(<br />我应该好好地调理自己的身体，为自己铺下更长远的未来。<br /><br />我想，我生活里最重要的便是妹妹和他。<br />但是，我总是一副德性，总是伤害身边最亲密的人。<br />是亲密而让我忽略？<br />还是，接触得多，磨擦自然也多了？<br />但是，我还是想向他们说，<br />谢谢<br />对不起<br /><br />希望，2010年可以圆满地结束<br />然后，迎接更好的2011年<br />:)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7875574544231937178-1434820387792876464?l=yyqqistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-YaNQl-http://www.blogger.com/profile/17181887500376484282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7875574544231937178.post-12523844983468451932010-10-28T13:15:00.000+08:002010-10-28T13:16:51.139+08:00飞行的梦～想<object style="background-image: url(http://i1.ytimg.com/vi/X5BkcC00zto/hqdefault.jpg);" width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/X5BkcC00zto?fs=1&hl=en_GB"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/X5BkcC00zto?fs=1&hl=en_GB" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">我说，</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">人呀，到底在为了什么而挣钱？！</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">男人说，</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">我要挣钱养家、老婆、孩子</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">女人说，</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">我要挣钱养活自己，不要再靠男人</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">毕业生说，</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">我要往我的梦想前进</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">学生说，</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">我以后要挣好多好多的钱</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">我要，。。。。。。。。。。。。。</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">当年，你我说的，还记得吗？</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">还是，依然毫无目的地飞行的梦～想。</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7875574544231937178-1252384498346845193?l=yyqqistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-YaNQl-http://www.blogger.com/profile/17181887500376484282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7875574544231937178.post-20141350638693402522010-09-30T17:50:00.002+08:002010-10-28T13:17:03.062+08:00D-I-S-A-P-P-O-I-N-T-M-E-N-T<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8PItlye8jA/TKRdpRCp-QI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/FqljP_tTSQ8/s1600/face+wall.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 189px; height: 166px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8PItlye8jA/TKRdpRCp-QI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/FqljP_tTSQ8/s320/face+wall.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522642006593632514" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">Why I have being so lackadaisically ??</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">:(</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Why is this my attitude ??</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">:(</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">Why couldnt I work harder ??</span><br /><span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">Put in more effort ??</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">:(</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">Feeling bad & Sad about myself........</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">:( :(</span></span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">D-I-S-A-P-P-O-I-N-T-M-E-N-T</span><br /></span></div><br /><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U8PItlye8jA/TKRdpFETtsI/AAAAAAAAAOI/5YCAWss0bqg/s1600/panda+face+wall.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 294px; height: 264px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U8PItlye8jA/TKRdpFETtsI/AAAAAAAAAOI/5YCAWss0bqg/s320/panda+face+wall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522642003379336898" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7875574544231937178-2014135063869340252?l=yyqqistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-YaNQl-http://www.blogger.com/profile/17181887500376484282noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7875574544231937178.post-18669085325781890862010-09-23T16:42:00.003+08:002010-10-28T13:17:36.290+08:00Soulless<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U8PItlye8jA/TJsUoyNqAJI/AAAAAAAAANw/t1F-p7sJwMc/s1600/2534590907_5779e801f1_z.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 179px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U8PItlye8jA/TJsUoyNqAJI/AAAAAAAAANw/t1F-p7sJwMc/s320/2534590907_5779e801f1_z.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520028459179049106" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">I have been viewing around in Facebook since the morning until the evening with poor productivity in my works.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">I'd want to know what's happening</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">Am disappointing with myself for behaving so.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">Maybe,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">An empty heart needs to belong to somewhere</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">While, am trying to get a space for myself</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">To fill up the heart</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">Or,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">It had been flew away</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">Far off from my body and left,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">The facade and skeleton</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">Perhaps I shall outbreak myself</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">Implement the knowledge learned</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">To get myself belongs to somewhere</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">Thoroughly</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">And,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">Could always standing firm there</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7875574544231937178-1866908532578189086?l=yyqqistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-YaNQl-http://www.blogger.com/profile/17181887500376484282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7875574544231937178.post-15545716603615244552010-09-03T23:07:00.003+08:002010-10-28T13:17:52.261+08:00Happiest moment of the day ~*Happiness perhaps something chasing by everyone every moment, everyday, ...<br /><br />How does happiness define to you?<br /><br />A simple thing might touches someone's heart,<br />Someone might need some big thing to touch their heart.<br />These are something could make someone feels the happy.<br /><br /><br />Happiness could cheer you, Him/Her, anyone.<br />Smile :)<br /><br />I had been moved into my uncle's house which is quite far away from city or my office.<br />Averagely, I need to travel for an hour to go & back from my office.<br />It is quite tiring, honestly.<br />And yet, I found the happiest moment from here.<br /><br />When I come back, my sis'd buy the food nearby her college.<br />Then, when we reach home, every1 preparing to get for the meal.<br />We sit down & eat together.<br />The simple action touched my heart.<br /><br />Chinese culture, Union of family.<br />It is important to get every members of the family to sit down and have a meal.<br />:)<br />It is pretty moment after a tiring day.<br /><br />最紧要就系一家人齐齐整整食一餐饭<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7875574544231937178-1554571660361524455?l=yyqqistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-YaNQl-http://www.blogger.com/profile/17181887500376484282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7875574544231937178.post-47870432576787680562010-08-23T20:02:00.003+08:002010-08-24T01:42:17.468+08:00一个人的叻沙并不好吃<span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">As usual, didnt want to wake up. =.=</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">Monday~~ :(</span>
<br />
<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">The car park sitter asked "lama tak datang? Tak kerja?"</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">Shaked my head "took LRT"</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">paid him RM6 for uncovered + unfurnish ground carpark per entry</span>
<br />
<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">Hungry due to skipped dinner last night,</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">Bought myself a cold nasi lemak from 7-11 after dilly-dally for 30 seconds</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">Lemak-less rice, sambal, etc no good :(</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">Cost me RM2 :(</span>
<br />
<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">Monday blue</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">Heartless in office for more than 1 week :(</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">Game for whole morning</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">Bejeweled, Bubble Spinner</span>
<br />
<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">Lunch </span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">Mamak again, fasting month, only mamak </span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">And, it looked like to rain</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">Bihun Goreng + Teh Tarik = RM5</span>
<br />
<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">Told myself to start work</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">Heartless to the structural works,</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">Asked myself to shift to architectural works</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">The drawings fainted me</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">Yet still manage to catch bit by bit</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">Working mood was cultivated bit by bit</span>
<br />
<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">Left office an hour later after the office hours</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">Just to finish what is in my mind</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">Worried would lost the determination tomorrow</span>
<br />
<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">My manager approached me for a few words</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">Just normal greeting</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">Yet, I worry that is something about project</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">Well, being selected to follow up the headache project which i hate the most</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">Anyway, i'm just the alternate person-in-charge</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">But, the person in-charge hardly to be in KL :(</span>
<br />
<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">I left</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">Surprisingly, It is still jamming on the road</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">I took the alternate way</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">Broke the rule</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">Passing the road barrier and got up to the flyover</span>
<br />
<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">Heading to night market in SS2</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">Craving for the Laksa</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">Across the road kerb illegally again</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">Then, Turning 2 rounds and finally got a legal parking bay</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">:)</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">I saw a few raindrops on my windscreen</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">I risked</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">I had my laksa + chicken floss bread as my breakfast for tmr</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">Laksa isnt that nice...... :(</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">RM4 + RM2</span>
<br />
<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">OK</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">I gone through the risk safely</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">I succeeded to get home before the rain pour</span>
<br />
<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">It is mid July of lunar calendar today</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">Saw somebody pray at the road side</span>
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<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">RM19 carry to sum >___<</span>
<br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7875574544231937178-4787043257678768056?l=yyqqistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-YaNQl-http://www.blogger.com/profile/17181887500376484282noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7875574544231937178.post-19744305395206237662010-08-19T00:42:00.000+08:002010-08-24T01:42:06.144+08:00万事起头难！<p><object style="BACKGROUND-IMAGE: url(http://i2.ytimg.com/vi/9X_a0SxRNPk/hqdefault.jpg)" height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9X_a0SxRNPk?fs=1&hl=en_US"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9X_a0SxRNPk?fs=1&hl=en_US" width="425" height="344" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object></p><p>有時候我覺得自己像一隻小小鳥 想要飛卻怎麼樣也飛不高<br />也許有一天我棲上了枝頭卻成為獵人的目標<br />我飛上了青天才發現自己從此無依無靠<br />每次到了夜深人靜的時候我總是睡不著<br />我懷疑是不是只有我的明天沒有變得更好<br />未來會怎樣究竟有誰會知道 幸福是否只是一種傳說 我永遠都找不到<br />我是一隻小小小小鳥 想要飛呀飛卻飛也飛不高<br />我尋尋覓覓尋尋覓覓一個溫暖的懷抱 這樣的要求算不算太高<br />所有知道我的名字的人啊你們好不好 世界是如此的小 <br />我們註定無處可逃<br />當我嚐盡人情冷暖 當你決定為了你的理想燃燒生活的壓力與生命的尊嚴那一個重要<br /></p><p>。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。<br /></p><p><span style="color:#333399;">还记得小学时，老师教我们唱这一首经典的歌曲。<br />当时候觉得，这歌很可爱，这么多鸟，一直在算有多少个。<br />就，这么多。<br />前阵子，偶然听到这一首歌，另一个诠释方式，触动了我的心。<br />也许，是处境；<br />也许，是经历。<br />自从毕业，我感受到了新鲜人的痛苦。<br />凡事从零开始。<br />没有丝毫的经验，必须听从别人的指挥。<br />没有任何的储蓄，必须计算每分每豪。<br />就好像，飞上了青天，才发现，自己从此无依无靠。<br />每一步，都必须自己走，都必须坚强。<br />跌倒了，痛一下子，就要自己爬起来了。<br />世界，不会因为你的挫折，而为你停留。<br />一直以来，我的生活尚算不错，没有任何忧虑。<br />看到很多人，很好的生活，一直向往。<br />然而，却忘了，每一个人，都曾经是新鲜人。<br />曾经，受苦，或许艰辛地熬过来，才有今天。<br />我，却想一步登天。可笑！<br />丁当，今天如此高的点播率、曝光率，而我却忘了，<br />她，打拼了这么多年，我/甚至多数人都不认识她。<br />直到，今天。<br />我，应该学习沉着那一道气，慢慢往前走。<br />每一个目的地，都跟起点有一定的距离。<br />我，应该预留那一点时间，让自己磨练多一点。<br />经历多了，目的地的风景，应该会更迷人、灿烂。</span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7875574544231937178-1974430539520623766?l=yyqqistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-YaNQl-http://www.blogger.com/profile/17181887500376484282noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7875574544231937178.post-45013366285966528952010-08-16T01:15:00.002+08:002010-08-16T01:25:26.692+08:00整理 · 收拾 · 回忆第一次<br />替别人整理家里<br /><br />仿如<br />替别人整理/找寻回忆<br />一点一滴<br /><br />仿如<br />在阅读别人的往事<br />一页又一页<br /><br />一页页，记载一点一滴<br /><br />想象<br />串成<br />事迹<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7875574544231937178-4501336628596652895?l=yyqqistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-YaNQl-http://www.blogger.com/profile/17181887500376484282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7875574544231937178.post-37503284571411762742010-08-10T23:36:00.003+08:002010-08-11T00:13:13.974+08:00Life v MoneYWas attracted by the RM1 fare by Air Asia.<br />Checking where to go..<br />I was interested in 2 destinations -- <span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">Kr</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">ab</span><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);">i</span></span>,<span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;">Thailand</span></span> ; <span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-style: italic;">Siem Reap</span></span>,<span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-style: italic;">Cambodia.</span></span><br /><br />I hope to pay a visit to <span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">Kr</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">ab</span><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);">i</span></span> is because of the nature.<br />I love the <span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">blue sea</span></span>,<br />I love the <span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">greenish nature parks</span></span>,<br />I love to see the <span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);">mysterious of the caves</span></span>,<br />Would like to go on the streets to feel the <span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">night life of Thai</span></span>.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" >I hope to pay a visit to Siem Reap is because of the wonder!!!!<br />Angkor Wat, ,one of the 7 wonders.<br />I do have strong feel on the broken building.<br />To see the old time etched on the building.<br />To see the poorer life in Cambodia, to feel~~</span><br /><br />[However, I dint have the interest to go to Stonehenge even i went to England :S]<br /><br />==============================================================<br /><br />Well, recently there is another tempting heart promotion by Air Asia<br />RM99 to Seoul, Korea.<br />Hmmm, however i have not being attract by it.<br />Not interested with Korea.<br />I have quite a lot of friends bought the tickets.<br />Em, They are rich to me.<br /><br />[I really dont know where have been my money gone..]<br /><br />==============================================================<br /><br />Life,<br />Is for work?<br />Is for travel?<br />Is for anything? Anyone?<br /><br />Well, everyone has their own ambition.<br />Someone, earn & save the money for investment<br />Someone, earn & save the money for traveling<br />Someone, earn & save the money for someone<br />Someone, etc...<br /><br />Honestly,<br />I do jealous on my friends who earn more than me.<br />Yet, I stick to my target,<br />I think, the company could provide me the experience.<br />Hope, this risk I'm undertaking will really bring me benefit.<br /><br />I asked myself,<br />What do I want for my life.<br />Em, I want stability.<br />I like to be flexible in stable life.<br /><span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">Flexibility in Stability</span></span><br /><br />I want a covered area to form my own space, perhaps a family / my life.<br />I have been craving that badly.<br />Yet, financially failed to support the dream.<br /><br />So, It depends, ur mind affects ur action.<br /><br />Anyway, I do hope to catch more natural moment ~~<br /><br />Here to share the reasons I like Angkor Wat through pictures =)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8PItlye8jA/TGF3sVYXVuI/AAAAAAAAAMI/7VSQZmlAGW4/s1600/angkor+wat.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8PItlye8jA/TGF3sVYXVuI/AAAAAAAAAMI/7VSQZmlAGW4/s320/angkor+wat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503811823160743650" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U8PItlye8jA/TGF5FqyddTI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/jpNaXG1o-q8/s1600/Angkor-Wat.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U8PItlye8jA/TGF5FqyddTI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/jpNaXG1o-q8/s320/Angkor-Wat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503813357915698482" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7875574544231937178-3750328457141176274?l=yyqqistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-YaNQl-http://www.blogger.com/profile/17181887500376484282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7875574544231937178.post-23468723735228183252010-08-03T22:04:00.003+08:002010-08-03T22:12:46.223+08:00想念，是因为有两颗相粘的心。How to measure how much do u miss somebody?<br /><br />by a Scale Ruler?<br />Well, Wat's the scale?<br /><br />By a Timer?<br />How long the time been passing by?<br /><br />By an Action?<br />What could u do, because of missing that person?<br /><br />Em..<br />I think, <br />It is unmeasurable<br /><br />It can just be...<br />In ur heart..<br />And, you are the one who knows<br />How much do u miss that person.<br /><br /><object style="background-image:url(http://i1.ytimg.com/vi/HqVdh0qlBcI/hqdefault.jpg)" width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HqVdh0qlBcI&hl=en_US&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HqVdh0qlBcI&hl=en_US&fs=1" width="425" height="344" allowScriptAccess="never" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7875574544231937178-2346872373522818325?l=yyqqistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-YaNQl-http://www.blogger.com/profile/17181887500376484282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7875574544231937178.post-69882834875525641612010-07-28T01:18:00.002+08:002010-07-28T01:53:16.286+08:00岁月轻狂“呵，你几岁了？”<br />答案的背后，永远是 -- 我又在无意间，长大了。<br />年龄上？<br />思绪上？<br />我都不晓得。<br />我知晓的，就是，我走过了一段模糊的日子。<br />也许，可说上是 -- 空白。<br /><br />“这一年里，你做过了什么？”<br />答案的背后，永远是 -- 一片模糊。<br />我不知道，也忘记了，我做过了多少我该做的、不该做的事情。<br />总是在经过了，才措手不及。<br /><br />“接下来的这一年，你有什么计划？”<br />答案的背后，是 -- 一切顺其自然，反正，船到桥头自然会直。<br />我的信念，就是如此，因为不想被计划/承诺牵着鼻子前进，所以总是放弃为自己打算。<br />时间到了，就得做该做的事。<br />Sustainability<br />也许，我早已放弃自己那些不会兑现的承诺。<br /><br />我工作差不多一年了。<br />感谢幸运之神保持着对我的眷爱。<br />时间到了，机会来了，我便走上前。<br />我真的有感觉到，我的幸运。<br />只是，不知道，我是否都有好好地把握哪一些机会？！<br />生活的历练与经验，是我不想放弃的，我会一直，沿路走下去。<br /><br />2010年，剩下的4个月。<br />我会跟着时间走，一直到2011<br />一步佳，一步难。<br /><br /><object style="background-image:url(http://i1.ytimg.com/vi/leYMV0heOrM/hqdefault.jpg)" width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/leYMV0heOrM&hl=en_US&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/leYMV0heOrM&hl=en_US&fs=1" width="425" height="344" allowScriptAccess="never" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7875574544231937178-6988283487552564161?l=yyqqistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-YaNQl-http://www.blogger.com/profile/17181887500376484282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7875574544231937178.post-11356164792434360872010-07-14T00:03:00.003+08:002010-07-28T01:54:19.910+08:00今天13/7 <br />早上，好像很晒 8am <br />中午，只看到日光灯 1pm - 2pm<br />晚上，温和<br /><br />我不知道今天去到公司会要做些什么。<br />只知道自己的那一个project还有一点手尾，开会以前要解决。<br />做-做-做。<br />“艳淇，你可以自己去开会吗？” “哦，我可以搭计程车去”<br />“艳淇，老板叫你不用去开会了，留下来作另一个project的价钱估计，明天要交” “哦！”<br />“Ms. Goh, this taufufa for u as lunch” “哦！”<br />“艳淇，吃了老板娘的豆花，要做更多点” =）<br />做-做-做。<br />头痛，很久没发作了。我想，今天，我累了/我压力了。<br /><br />“Ms. Goh, please come and collect the documents from me, I'm downstair"<br />" Mana U pergi? Kenapa tak makan lagi" ”你刚才去哪里？“<br />"Architect 来找我”<br />考虑到底要吃些什么。吃-吃-吃。<br />然后，做-做-做。<br />晚餐，解决了。<br /><br />今天，有一个模糊的人一直在脑海里。<br />我一直看不清楚，直到你的来电铃声响起。<br />那模糊的人，就是你。<br />对不起，我真的好像忘了，你今天还没给我拨电话。<br />5分钟，你在天涯海角；我在房间角落。<br />就只是这样。<br /><br />很累，睡着了。<br />醒来，冲凉。洗衣。<br />做面膜，看书。<br /><br />欣怡的新书，很简单，还蛮有感觉的。<br />佩服她的照片，嗯，没有真正欣赏照片想带来的含义。<br />书，看完了。<br />活该 ：男女- 忆意 - 怪诞 - 阴暗 - 疼爱 - 假象<br />看到，一些贴近生活的点滴。<br /><br />工作，挺久了。<br />暂时，还没讨厌。<br />只是，偶尔压力。<br />发现，人人为己。<br />觉得，我好单纯。<br />我想，为自己着想多一点，小心一点。。。。。。<br /><br />爱情，分分合合，看得厌倦了！<br />身边，最近还蛮常听到喜讯。<br />多少人真的可以走到这一个点。<br />If I were them, I must be feeling myself being BLESSED!<br />默默地祝福他们。<br />爱情，开始得不容易。<br />爱情，经历更不容易。<br />爱情，维系很不容易。<br />最后，结婚最不容易。<br /><br />刚刚听了王力宏的新歌。<br />柴米油盐酱醋茶<br />华人的七大食料<br />爱情、另一半，也是人生最重要的部分之一，好比，柴米油盐酱醋茶。<br />我觉得，爱情，是，需要，一起，经历，大小事件。<br />即使，一个家里的电话录音。<br />有感动，如果，真的，可以，一起老。<br /><br /><object style="background-image:url(http://i3.ytimg.com/vi/fmVoDQHCk0k/hqdefault.jpg)" width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fmVoDQHCk0k&hl=en_US&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fmVoDQHCk0k&hl=en_US&fs=1" width="425" height="344" allowScriptAccess="never" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7875574544231937178-1135616479243436087?l=yyqqistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-YaNQl-http://www.blogger.com/profile/17181887500376484282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7875574544231937178.post-17207811291313410222010-07-11T15:24:00.003+08:002010-07-28T01:57:03.485+08:00偶尔的想念 - 7-11<object style="background-image:url(http://i1.ytimg.com/vi/HbHOJ_g7zYk/hqdefault.jpg)" width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HbHOJ_g7zYk&hl=en_US&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HbHOJ_g7zYk&hl=en_US&fs=1" width="425" height="344" allowScriptAccess="never" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object><br /><br />听到这一首歌，脑海里，就立刻想起你。<br />那一年，我15岁，你，18吧。<br />多久了，我们断联。<br />偶然，朋友口中听到你。<br />一天，我鼓起勇气，以一个原因加你到我的面子书里。<br />心里，还是颤抖。<br />那天以后，你空闲时还会与我聊几句。<br />都是上班时间，嗯。。<br />原来，我们是同行。<br />这么多年以后，‘再见’<br />我们，都有了自己的生活。<br />愿你生活顺利，可以往自己的目标前进<br />祝福你。<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dS-m3H4A3-s&hl=en_US&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dS-m3H4A3-s&hl=en_US&fs=1" width="425" height="344" allowScriptAccess="never" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object><br /><br /># Japanese songs always touched my heart<br /># Japanese songs could always overwhelm me in the melody<br /><br />=)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7875574544231937178-1720781129131341022?l=yyqqistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-YaNQl-http://www.blogger.com/profile/17181887500376484282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7875574544231937178.post-77510000312008136492010-07-05T13:54:00.000+08:002010-07-28T01:53:16.286+08:00死的体验伯母的逝世，差不多一个月了。<br />好像很久了，不过才一个月。<br />每每经过医院路口我还会想起，一直想去探望你，却又胆怯的心情<br /><br />对你的记忆，停留在不知多少年以前<br />当时，堂妹还很小<br />你总是把自己打扮得美美，一身旗袍，多么夺目动人。<br />响亮的声音，清楚的一字一句。<br />我还记得你的笑声，你说话时的温柔。<br /><br />多次听说你的情况不好了，心理一直都准备着。<br />当事情真的发生了，心里还是慌着。颤抖。<br />我好想见你最后一面。<br /><br />下班以后，我到殡仪馆去，害怕。<br />到了那里，明白到，死了还需要钱的说法。<br />多么华丽富贵的装徨。<br />看到您的名字在板上。。。 心里一寒。<br />见到伯父，臃肿的双眼，我想，他心里一定不好受。<br />虽然他嘴里不是如此。<br /><br />事隔多年，我终于再见到堂妹了。<br />她长大了。<br /><br />踏入灵堂，你的遗照，那熟悉的笑容，脸庞，发型<br />与昨日母亲在医院里探望你的形容，很大出入。<br />灵堂上，尝试回忆，原来，我们的回忆，都在我小时候<br />我很小很小的时候，你新年回家，在那里帮忙切菜，一边说话，还有笑声。<br />我大概初中时，你新年回来，在客厅的场景。<br />然后，好像没有了。<br /><br />我其实害怕你的记忆里，没有了我。<br />献花时，第一句就告诉你，我是艳淇。<br /><br />第一晚，我没有去瞻望你的遗体。<br />因为我和妹妹都害怕<br />我一直深怕，我看不到。<br />还好，到了第二晚。。。<br /><br />印入眼帘的，不是我熟悉的脸旦。<br />您，十分的消瘦，从被单，我可以隐约看见你的身材，相比以前，瘦了一大半。<br />脸旦，仿如剩下颊骨。<br />这是，妈妈几天前对我形容的。<br /><br />爸妈，踏入灵堂，两人的眼泪直下。<br />妈告诉我，爸爸十分后悔那天没前来探望您。<br />得知你的死讯，他的眼泪掉下了。<br />妈说，虽然奶奶常说你，但是，她老人家也哭了<br />她说，为什么一开始都没告诉她，直到最后一刻。<br />她说，为什么伯父一直不让我们大家前去探望！让你受苦了。<br />因为，或许这是你的心愿。<br />妈妈，姑姑们，叔叔。。。第一次，也是最后一次的探望，您就走了。<br /><br />或许太久没有见你了，我的眼泪，一直到了最后一刻，您的棺木在灵车里。<br />我第一次到火化场。<br /><br />人的循环，大概就是这样。<br />出生，成人，死去，化作春泥、最后变成一屡轻烟。<br /><br />最后，我们还把您的骨头放进骨灰罐。<br /><br />原来，一切就是这样<br />戏剧化<br />不可思议<br /><br />完。<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7875574544231937178-7751000031200813649?l=yyqqistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-YaNQl-http://www.blogger.com/profile/17181887500376484282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7875574544231937178.post-46489495111423651512010-06-17T01:01:00.002+08:002010-07-28T01:59:46.820+08:00失踪走在街上时，她总会多留意路过的孕妇。孕妇缓缓地，小心翼翼地走着。<br />她总觉得，她们是无比的幸福。从相爱，结婚到拥有爱的结精品。<br />把一个生命带到世上，是多么伟大的一件事。<br /><br />后来的后来，她也怀孕了。<br />她幸福地抚摸着自己隆起的肚子，不担心走样的体型，只为宝宝的健康着想。<br />宝宝的降世，她牺牲了自己的生活，只想一心一意照顾宝宝。<br /><br />一年一年过去，抱抱渐长大。<br />终于，宝宝可以走跑了。<br />小小的个体，手掌般大的脚板在地板上咯咯地走着。<br />小孩的用跑，把笑声带到屋子的每个角落。<br />大人，也笑了。<br /><br />一天，她带着小孩外出。<br />她，专心地看着物品，聊天。<br />视线里总有绕着跑的小孩，一直笑，一直跑。<br />突然，转身，不见了小孩。<br />她故作镇定，冷静地四处走，周围找。<br />一直绕，一直绕。。。。。<br />她始终找不到。<br /><br />==================<br />梦还没完，我起身了。<br />=S<br />不负责任的我<br />==================<br /><br />梦见孕妇，未婚女性难觅到对象；就算结了婚，婚姻也会出现问题，例如争吵。<br />(http://www.51jiemeng.com/)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7875574544231937178-4648949511142365151?l=yyqqistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-YaNQl-http://www.blogger.com/profile/17181887500376484282noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7875574544231937178.post-21621439698437861962010-04-20T19:45:00.002+08:002010-07-28T01:59:18.099+08:00初恋红豆冰<object style="background-image:url(http://i3.ytimg.com/vi/v3nDd2QTtl4/hqdefault.jpg)" width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/v3nDd2QTtl4&hl=zh_CN&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/v3nDd2QTtl4&hl=zh_CN&fs=1" width="425" height="344" allowScriptAccess="never" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object><br /><br />这是一部在很久很久以前听说的电影，淡淡的印象，浅浅的兴趣。<br />虽然如此，还是想要支持本地华语影片。<br />因此，毫无犹豫地决定要到电影院去。<br /><br />第一天，听说在香港的首映，有出乎意料的结果。<br />导演开心，我也替他开心。<br />（其实，我还不知道这是一部怎样的影片。只是知道，阿牛以前喜欢心洁，现在将故事写出来。）<br /><br />马来西亚首映礼，很想很想第一时间观看。但是没有票 :(<br />深夜听着电台，DJ 们观看以后回来给影评，他们的评语让我更想去看。<br />两天后，我就去看了。心中满怀期待。<br /><br /><object style="background-image:url(http://i3.ytimg.com/vi/r1_NBEvv0kY/hqdefault.jpg)" width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/r1_NBEvv0kY&hl=zh_CN&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/r1_NBEvv0kY&hl=zh_CN&fs=1" width="425" height="344" allowScriptAccess="never" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object><br /><br />很喜欢里头的画面，很美。这是让我觉得很惊讶的其中一部分。<br />因为在几个星期前，看了《心魔》，虽然有意义，但是我并不喜欢拍摄手法，不喜欢那一些画面。<br /><br />在这里，看到很多很熟悉的本地艺人，看到他们之间的情谊。义气。<br />在这里，勾起了遗忘的回忆。<br />把milo倒在杯子里喝，哪一个曾经，一间木板的咖啡店，四周围的马来人，那一些木板钉成的桌椅，还有身边一头白发的爷爷。<br />Botak,一个多么熟悉的称呼。<br />老旧的店屋，熟悉的环境，还有童年玩物打架鱼，玻璃蛋珠。一些还会从弟弟口中听到的名称。<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ofa-3s7DbA0&hl=zh_CN&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ofa-3s7DbA0&hl=zh_CN&fs=1" width="425" height="344" allowScriptAccess="never" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object><br /><br />看到电影里的木桥，好有感觉。<br />小时候在马来柑榜生活的我，很喜欢在木桥上走来走去，还有用椰子的木槿搭成的桥，哪里有小时候快乐的嬉戏时光，无忧的笑声。<br /><br /><object style="background-image:url(http://i2.ytimg.com/vi/QvAfMlsjP2k/hqdefault.jpg)" width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QvAfMlsjP2k&hl=zh_CN&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QvAfMlsjP2k&hl=zh_CN&fs=1" width="425" height="344" allowScriptAccess="never" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object><br /><br />我觉得........<br />红豆冰，是从小就吃的甜品，对它的情谊，已经无法形容。热天时，我们都会想起它。色彩。<br />Ais Kacang Puppy Love : 里头纯纯的暗恋，默默的保护及付出。<br />母女情谊<br />小镇的社交网络:多么的渺小简单，你认识我，我认识他。<br /><br />阿牛：真的很木呐<br />李心洁：气质美丽，很好的演技<br />梁静茹：很不错的演出，没有对白，都靠脸部表情、眼神来言，却都把清洁一一清除表现出来<br />品冠：哈哈！白马王子，完全土气的王子<br />易杰奇：一位大马的新歌手，没想到也可以演活角色。讲讲讲讲讲讲.........<br />陈美娥：仓桑，炒果条的动作，很有味道<br />（他们的演技，原来都不输给他们的歌声）<br /><br />感动<br />搞笑<br />亲切<br /><br />------------------------------------------<br />我觉得我越来越眼浅。<br />他说，都不知道有什么好哭。<br />而我，却觉得那一个肩膀，可以擦干我的泪水。<br />给我一个依靠，很实在的温暖。<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7875574544231937178-2162143969843786196?l=yyqqistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-YaNQl-http://www.blogger.com/profile/17181887500376484282noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7875574544231937178.post-10621716596292682402010-04-14T20:25:00.003+08:002010-07-28T01:58:21.901+08:00爱情的坟墓？“你爱我吗？”<br />“我很爱你，今生只爱你一个”<br />男人理直气壮地说；女人也相信了。<br />当时，他们爱得很深、很真。<br /><br /><em>爱到浓时，什么都是好的，一切都迎刃而解。<br /><br />古时，盲婚哑嫁。<br />女大当嫁，男大必娶。<br />就这样，一个家庭的诞生。<br />男人，说话字字铿锵有力，都是道理；<br />女人，说话轻声细语，不出声更为妙。<br /><br />后来，<br />有钱人家指腹为婚，门当户对。<br />儿时玩伴；少时书友；成年以后，结为夫妻。<br />很是登对。<br />就这样，传中接代。<br /><br />现代的自由恋爱，我爱你，你爱我。<br />自由交伴侣的年代，要找个年轻有为的。<br />女人的角色，占据了一定的位置。<br />再者，伴侣不一定是异性，也可以同性。<br />接着，加入单身贵族的行列。<br />多不胜数的恋爱自由式。</em><br /><br />女人的沉默，换来几十年的挨骂。<br />锐利的言语，造成一道道隐形的伤疤；<br />独自承受的伤与痛，换来头上的银丝。<br />肚子一次又一次隆起，似是应该。<br />女人为男人。<br />她幸福？他性福？<br /><br /><em>几时载的光阴，男人还记得“我只爱你一个”吗？<br />飞逝的青春，女人还记得心中默许，我会幸福的愿望吗？<br />当一切已成定局；<br />当一切看似可以重来，却又无可奈何时，<br />女人还能怎样？！<br />男人又怎样了？！<br /><br />盲婚哑嫁，女人临死还是紧闭张嘴，男人成了老顽固。<br />指腹为婚，女人临死告诉儿子要听爸爸的话，男人成了造就道理的那一位。<br />自由恋爱，<br />男人女人，离婚了；<br />女人男人，成了陌路人；<br />男人女人，成为模范夫妻；<br />女人男人，变成同性恋；<br />男人女人，选择独立自主的一群；<br />男人女人，女人男人... ...</em><br /><br />最后，男人说，<br />“我不要你和这个家庭了，拜拜。”<br />女人，持续沉默，成了泪人。<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7875574544231937178-1062171659629268240?l=yyqqistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-YaNQl-http://www.blogger.com/profile/17181887500376484282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7875574544231937178.post-72534281845679275592010-03-31T09:52:00.001+08:002010-07-28T01:57:03.486+08:00典型的故事Dota比赛中场休息，我忙里偷闲用Msn聊天，这个时间，没有几个人在线，我与其中的一个女孩聊得来，她告诉我她叫诺儿，我说我叫宝宝。这当然不是我的真名，<br />只不过这样更容易哄女孩子。诺儿给我的感觉很单纯，很可爱，她总是呵呵的傻笑。<br /><br />我今年22岁，他们都说我有病，放着好好的工作不干，去打什么专业Dota，可我是一个自由散漫惯了的人，父母自有高额退休金，我住着自己的公寓。我热爱Dota，我的理想是亚洲冠军，为了它，我可以放弃一切。<br />我发现诺儿上网很有规律，而我也喜欢和她胡吹乱侃，别的我不敢说，哄小女生我最在行，尤其是诺儿这种单纯的。我喜欢气她，我总说她傻，她就回给我一个气呼呼的小脸，其实我是想说她傻的可爱。<br /><br /><br />他们说我是网上的害虫，因为我总是哄骗网上的小姑娘走到现实中来做我的女朋友，新鲜劲过了之后在SAY白白。我不是自夸我长得多么帅，我只是在陈述事实。<br />我知道时机到了，我对诺儿说：“我们见面吧！”在此之前，我已经在网上叫她一个多月的老婆了。<br /><br />我坐在KFC六等她，心中暗自祈祷她不要太恐龙。9点整，一个女孩推门而进，她似乎是披着阳光进来的，好耀眼的光芒，那一刻我以为我见到了天使。<br />我呆呆地看者她在我对面坐下，她梳着两条小辫子，额前的碎发泛着点点的光晕，我闻得到她身上力士香皂和苹果沐浴乳的味道，她未施粉黛的脸上还带着点稚气。<br /><br />“你是诺儿？”我问她。<br /><br />她咬着可乐吸管“恩”了一声。<br /><br />“你成年了吗？”我怎么感觉自己跟诱骗未成年人一样呢？<br /><br />诺儿听了这话，抬起头盯者我，她的眼睛很大，她特认真地说： “我下个月就过二十岁生日了。”<br /><br />我不知道这个世界上有没有一见钟情，但我知道我对诺儿的这种感觉是从未有过的，很强烈，也很独特。我不知道这个比喻是否恰当，但我就是觉得她像个粉嫩嫩的<br />草莓蛋糕，可爱到让人想咬却又舍不得。我就像被施了法术一般，话都有些说不连贯，恍惚之中，看到她朝我微笑，阳光溢出来，溅落，星星点点。<br /><br />我用尽了一切我所能想得出的方法才算把她“骗”到手，在我牵起她的手的那一刻，我告诉自己，她是我的女人，一个我要保护的女人。<br /><br />我照例天天打Dota，但没忘了上msn和她聊天，偶尔在泡几个MM，我几乎天天都能收到她的留言：“宝宝你要乖，不要泡MM，天冷要加衣。”<br /><br />我们战队顺利地进入了前八强，今天是总决赛，午休，我看着干巴巴的饭盒，没有丝毫食。走出赛区，看见大门口蹲坐着一个熟悉的身影，走过去看是诺儿。我拍拍<br />她，她显然吓了一跳，见是我，舒了一口气，把一个保温饭煲递到我手里。我接过后，她慌忙把手藏到身后，可是我还是看见她手上被烫的水泡。<br /><br />盒里的饭有点凉了，我问她：“等很久了了？”<br /><br />“对啊，你手机关掉了。”她嘟着嘴。<br /><br />“不是告诉你不要来嘛。来，让老公抱抱，累了吧？”我有点心疼。<br /><br />“我不来你又饿肚子，你一点都不乖，还挑食。”<br /><br />我吃着盒里的饭，诺儿坐在我身边，紧张地问：“好吃吗？好吃吗？”我大口大口的扒着饭，说实话，挺难吃的，可是我能想象得出这个连袜子都不会洗的女孩是怎<br />样笨手笨脚地为我做第一顿饭。心中是久违了的感动。我笑着说：“老婆的爱心午餐当然好吃了，你看我不是全部都吃光了吗？”<br /><br />诺儿听了一脸满足地笑着，站起来就走。<br /><br />“宝贝你去哪儿啊？”我问她。<br /><br />“回家呗。“<br /><br />“别急，我带你去一个地方。”我把她领进赛区，我从没领女孩儿见过朋友，更别说是赛区。队友们见到诺儿都好奇极了， “小嫂子、小嫂子”地叫着，弄得她脸蛋都通红的，队友们都跑来跟我打趣，我心里明白，我是真的爱上她了。<br /><br />msn上，我问她，“诺儿，你嫁给我好吗？”<br />她还是呵呵地傻笑，“好啊。以前别人说什么要娶我，我觉得特恐怖，但是我现在突然想嫁人了。” 嗯，诺儿，相信我，等我攒够钱让你做最风光的新娘，我们就结婚。<br /><br />虽然我们队没有拿到第一，但对于我们这支刚组成不久的队伍来说，全省第二的成绩已经是非常好的了，所以我决定继续努力，非打第一不可。<br /><br />Dota的比赛越来越多，我也越来越忙，我忘了多久没想过诺儿了，我总是比赛到很晚，偶尔在msn上看到她，她也总是很沉默，我不知道她怎么了。现在想起来，才知道是自己不对，因为我从来没有关心过她是不是开心，过得好不好。<br /><br />一天，<br />她说：“你能陪我说会话吗？”<br /><br />我说：“不行啊，我现在在联系比赛正在等电话。而且马上要开赛了。”<br /><br />“就一会儿也不行吗？”<br /><br />“诺儿乖。”<br /><br />“Dota对你来说真的很重要吗？”<br /><br />“是。”<br /><br />“那我呢？难道我就一点不重要吗？”<br /><br />“也重要。”<br /><br />“那我和Dota哪个更重要呢？”<br /><br />“Dota。”我没有骗她。<br /><br />很久，她的msn头像都没有再晃动。<br /><br />几天后，我看到她给我的留言：“我不知道能不能等到自己比 dota更重要的那一天了，以后你要照顾好自己．．．．．．” 我觉得她像是在说傻话，没看完就关了msn。<br /><br />几个月后，打完dota回到家已经是精疲力竭了，倒在床上一动不想动。这时手机响起来，我不想接，可它却响个没完没了。我一看是诺儿的号，就没好气地接起来说：“不是叫你这几天别打电话给我吗？你不知道我有多累……”<br /><br />电话那一端传来一阵怒吼：“……你他 [ 粗话自动过滤系统 ] 还算不算是男人啊？”<br /><br />不是诺儿，我一愣，“你谁呀你？”<br /><br />“你甭管我是谁，明天诺儿出殡，你要也算个人，就来看她最后一眼。”<br /><br />诺儿？出殡？什么跟什么呀？我还想再问下，电话戛然挂断。<br /><br />忽然一股恐怖感占据了我，我拼命的回拨，很久才有人接起来，是个很苍老的声音，“你找……”<br /><br />“诺儿呢？”<br /><br />“她……不在了……”声音里明显带着哭腔。<br /><br />我的脑袋轰的一下，难道，诺儿她真的出事了？<br /><br />哪天，我看见诺儿被他们抬了出来，她脸上还带着微笑，可天使般的微笑再也泛不出光晕了，诺儿的朋友看我的眼神分明是仇视的，恨不得吃了我。诺儿的妈妈告诉<br />我，诺儿有血小板减少症，家里人什么都不让她做，生怕她不小心弄破了手指或是什么地方，血流不止。原以为治好了，可后来不知怎的，血小板又突然下降，心脏<br />功能也开始衰竭。前几天她突然精神很好，我们都明白那意味着什么，她说她想听听你的声音，打电话给你，可是关机，她说你一定在比赛呢。有人说去找你，可诺<br />儿不让，她说比赛对你很重要，她怕你生气，说着说着自己就哭了，我们也都跟着哭，她说肯定有一天你会明白，她比dota 重要，可她等不到了……诺儿妈妈有抹起<br />眼泪来。<br /><br />我靠在医院太平间的墙上，想哭没泪。<br /><br />我好几天没打dota了，呆呆地看着诺儿的msn形象，自从诺儿走了以后，我整个人好像被抽走了力量。身和心都特别疲惫。<br /><br />我打开诺儿的msn才知道，里面只有我一个人的号。<br /><br />我注意到她的资料里有一个网址，打开是个心情驿站，有各种各样的故事，其中有篇文章的署名是诺儿。<br /><br />“不敢想象，我就那么不可救药地爱上了他。我喜欢他的温柔，也喜欢他假装凶巴巴的样子，我想如果有一天他向我求婚，我一定会嫁给他。<br /><br />我最近很不开心，我喜欢听他说话，可他却连话都不愿意和我说了，因为他很忙，他要打dota。他再也不叫我小傻瓜了，他从没说过爱我，也没送过花给我，可我还是喜欢他。<br /><br />有一天我告诉他江边涨水了，他说以后陪我看，我很高兴。有一天我看见一只很可爱的小狗，他答应我，我们以后也会有一只，也叫诺儿，我很高兴。他说过几天陪我去看电影，放风筝，我特别开心，虽然这些都还没有实现，我相信总有一天会的。但我恐怕等不了那么久了。<br /><br />他说dota比我重要，我没生气，因为这是实话，可是我很伤心，所以我偷偷地哭了。我想我还不够坚强，我做的还不够好，医生说我过不到下一个生日了，也就是4月4日，他还不知道我的生日呢！不过这也没关系。<br /><br />我又虚弱了，刚打了几个字就很累，真的很没用。<br /><br />我知道他有很多女朋友，这样也好，我走了，他不会伤心，虽然我是那样想嫁给他，我一直盼他送我玫瑰，哪怕只一支，以前有很多人送我，可我没收，因为那代表<br />爱情，我想我可能等不到他送我的那一天了，所以我偷偷买了一朵送给自己，我想我写什么他永远都看不见了，所以我可以随心所欲地敲打文字，我刚才打电话给<br />他，但他关机了。那个讨厌的声音一直重复‘对不起，您拨打的电话已关机’。我好想，真的好想再和他说说话，哪怕就一分钟，听听他的声音也好，我们好久都没<br />见面了，我每天都好想他。真没出息，又哭了，唉，其实我真的好放心不下他，他玩游戏时间长了眼睛会疼，我买了眼药水却没法给他，还有，他挑食……”<br /><br />文章没有写完，想是她累了，结尾有一个FlasLASH，我点击Play，优雅的声音在空空的房间里回荡。<br /><br />“静静地陪你走了好远好远/<br />连眼睛红了都没有发现/<br />听着你说你现在的改变/看着我依然最在你的笑脸/<br />这条旧路依然没有改变/以往的每次路过都是晴天/<br />想起我们有过的从前/泪水就一点点开始蔓延……每当我闭起眼 /<br />我总是看见/<br />你的诺言全部都会实现/<br />我亲过你的脸/你已经不在我身边/<br />我还是祝福你过的好一点/ 断开的情线/我不要做断点/只想杂睡前听见你的蜜语甜言……”<br /><br />Flash制作得有点粗糙，可我那憋了很久的眼泪还是滴了下来，画面的结尾还有一行行的小字。<br /><br /><br /><br />“想听你说爱我，一声也好；<br /><br />想接受你送的玫瑰，一朵也好；<br /><br />想再多点时间爱你，哪怕只一天；<br /><br />可是现在，我的手都已经好颤抖，好想再见你一面。”<br /><br />我一个人做在漆黑的房间里，终于大哭起来，我就那样错过了你，我最爱的女人，还来不及宠你，还来不及实现诺言，还来不及让你做我最美丽的新娘。<br />该死的dota，我连你最后一面都没见上，我真该死。<br />是的，我终于明白了你是最重要的，可惜你不能在等我了。<br /><br />今年清明没下雨，我放弃了dota，做了白领，我一定会要你做我最风光的新娘。<br /><br />“生日快乐，小傻瓜。”<br /><br />每日礼拜我都会来这里，我只想和你说说话，纯白饿墓碑宛如你的纯洁。微风像你的发丝轻佛过我的脸，想念我那依然最爱的你的笑脸。<br /><br />朋友、家人都惊讶于我的改变，我不抽烟了，不打dota了，不上网了，养了一只和你一样可爱的小狗，像当初我们说好的那样，叫它诺儿，我只想再和你说说话，再送你最美的玫瑰。<br /><br />----------------------------------------------------------------<br /><br />有一股感受，感同身受<br />不够成熟的男女总在最后才慌然大悟<br />典型的故事还是欺骗了我。。<br />T.T<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7875574544231937178-7253428184567927559?l=yyqqistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-YaNQl-http://www.blogger.com/profile/17181887500376484282noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7875574544231937178.post-64441772870733427142010-01-19T00:52:00.002+08:002010-07-28T02:00:09.807+08:00一个人不是夜猫子，都不会明白夜晚的魅力，尤其夜深人静时。<br /><br />最近的我，都好想好好地享受我的夜晚。想做一些属于自己的东西，无论什么。<br /><br />最近的我，好想找回为自己而活的日子。我觉得，我好像失去了自己。我不要被人支配。<br /><br />最近的我，好想念从前的哪一个自己。一个人，大地任我遨游。<br /><br />昨晚，在其他人的部落格里看到一句话。最喧闹的时候，便是我内心最安静的时候。<br /><br />马上，我便了解当中的意思。把自己掩埋在人群中，其实是自己最寂寞的时候。<br /><br />不开心的时候，在人群中，你看人来人往，你一句，我一句，此刻，便是你可以什么都不想的时候。<br /><br />把自己的寂寞掩埋在喧闹里，把自己套上面具。做一个，自己相当的另一个自己。<br /><br />往前走，遗忘了以前的自己，后悔把它留在记忆中，我想到记忆库里找回自己。<br /><br />一个人逛街<br />一个人吃最简单的一餐<br />一个人闷在家里<br />一个人在夜里荡秋千<br />一个人游泳<br />一个人去巴刹<br />一个认为自己准备食物<br />一个人听音乐<br />一个人看书<br />一个人的房间<br />一个人的生活<br /><br />或许，一个人会好过两个人。<br /><br />一个人并不孤单，两个人的寂寞，让人唏嘘<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7875574544231937178-6444177287073342714?l=yyqqistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-YaNQl-http://www.blogger.com/profile/17181887500376484282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7875574544231937178.post-73789545414452145892009-12-30T22:47:00.004+08:002010-07-28T02:00:39.603+08:00Summary of 2009好像很快，2009的尾声，近在眼前。<br />我的脑，还停留在盘算圣诞节时的一切。<br />年底，第二次生病了。同样的病，同一个月份，两次。<br /><br />2009，发生了很多很多东西<br /><br />第一次 · 恋爱<br />第一次 · 踏足英国<br />第一次 · 自助自由行<br />第一次 · 做工<br />第一次 · 被家人搞得遍体鳞伤<br /><br />我还记得，曾经有一位老师说过。<br />其实不是喜不喜欢，爱不爱，而是给不给对方机会。<br />我一直觉得如是，然而却不明白。<br />现在，好像终于参透了。<br />机会，我给了双方，跨出那一步，实语，是挣扎的。<br />一路走去，时而晴朗，时而阴暗。<br />曾经，柳暗花明又一村。<br />崎岖的路，使我看不见前方，但我习与为之。<br />船到桥都自然直，在某些时刻，我该懂得为自己做决定。<br /><br />我还记得，飞机起飞时，眼泪流下时，我知道我不舍得。<br />我更知道，自己对于此程，没有太大的兴趣。<br />我不舍得，我的家人，我的朋友。。。。还有这里的一切。<br />去到哪里，我知道我不会一个人留在那里。<br />我心中明白到，我不能够一个人伸出异乡，无依无靠。即使一个朋友都没！<br />虽然如此，我看到了很多，学到了一些，体会了不一样的东西。。。。。<br />回来以后，偶然还是挂念在那里的日子。<br />或许，某天，我会回去。<br /><br />以前，一直憧憬，一个人的背包旅行。<br />虽然我觉得，自己好像已经不太可能实现这么伟大的梦。<br />然而，却圆了一半的梦。跟朋友一起自助旅行。<br />在英国，我们去了很多的地方，虽说自助，可是自己好像都没下几分苦力。<br />我只是参与。真正的自助旅行，是在夏天结束之前，伦敦和香港之旅。<br />哪一个旅行，是我第二次去伦敦和香港，我更了解，及更认识这两个地方了。<br />^^<br /><br />结束暑假课程，回到家里不久，我便开始工作。<br />因为我不想再有丝毫拖延。<br />一，我可以收更多的钱，如果我会继续深造。<br />二，暑假课程之前，我有四个月的假期。<br />开始工作以后，有点无法适从，我失去了时间上的自由。<br />我不能在周日去逛街，看戏。。。 所有的事情，必须在周末或假日。<br />工作无法专心，正facebook,副工作。<br />我想，我要改掉着一个习惯。<br />我应该更积极面对自己的工作，更努力进取一些。<br /><br />工作以后，我的生活，好像都改变了。<br />我好像从此没了靠山。。。<br />妈妈犹如债主般要钱，我不知该往哪儿跑。<br />一次又一次，眼泪直下，无法制止。<br />一次又一次的心疼，狠心的一刀又一刀。<br />我无言，不想表达任何一页。<br /><br />我想，我该确确实实地说出自己所想要，狠狠地决定。<br />我想，我喜欢上了英国，在我离开以后。<br />我想，我会去更多地方游走，首先，马来西亚。<br />我想，我该即刻改过自新，全心投入工作。<br />我想，自己才是最终可以依靠的人，无需向人低头。<br /><br />人随着时间长大，明白的，渐多。<br />失去的，免提。<br />想要的，期待着。<br />愿，一切随心如意，安好，顺利。<br />我只想顺其自然，不要麻烦地安排。<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7875574544231937178-7378954541445214589?l=yyqqistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-YaNQl-http://www.blogger.com/profile/17181887500376484282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7875574544231937178.post-14138979205867611502009-11-25T09:17:00.002+08:002010-07-28T02:00:39.604+08:00Goh YanQiSince I've back from UK, I've not been updating about myself in my blog<br />This is because the blog had occurred some error and i hope it's gone now.<br />i also not sure what to be written here, but i'm free in the office so i have the time to think =)<br /><br />I didn't really stop down myself after the London and Hong Kong trip. I just stayed at home for about 2 weeks time, then i move towards to KL and started my own expected, planned life. Yet, everything didn't seems well even until this moment. I'm frustrated with that, but I know it isnt something i could manage as in my finger tip, i have to wait..<br /><br />I got a job which has to start to work on 1st Oct. I rejected the job actually but the interviewer kept pursuading me. And, finally he won it and i stayed. The feel wasn't good even i have started my job there. That was lonely life. Eat alone, even with roommate, yet doesn't talk. Sorry to say that, i couldn't understand her life. I chose to quit. While i was suffering my life there, i tried to get support from my family, beloved etc.. It seems like no one >.<<br /><br />On that moment, i felt like, I'm a new born human on the earth, in the social with no one beside me. Nobody could unduerstand me. I didn't know the accuracy of my decision, I just know, I was really upset.<br /><br />Life wasn't as good as i thought.<br /><br />My 1st job, drew up something significant in my career life. It was busy, tasteless, and dull. I reached my office early in the morning, then started to work, then would take the lonely lunch, Then continue to work. Even it's time to get off, but everyone is still working. I should to go off at 5.30pm, even i work until 6.30pm, Colleague still stare at me when i go off... =.= The life was tiring. <br /><br />However, i managed to quit lastly.<br /><br />And, immediately i started my 2nd job on the next day. Tiring and rushing life continued. Yet, i have colleagues to eat together during lunch, punctual lunch time, chit-chatting throughout the lunch.. Work but slightly brighten up as well.<br /><br />The busy life continued for 3 months and finally i could stop down after working for about 2 monts. Now, i'm shaking legs in my office. I'm thoroughly free!!!<br />I'm sleepy as well...<br /><br />Well, will be continued...<br />Dont have the mood to write ><<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7875574544231937178-1413897920586761150?l=yyqqistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-YaNQl-http://www.blogger.com/profile/17181887500376484282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7875574544231937178.post-18525498187987091122009-10-04T13:22:00.002+08:002010-07-28T01:54:19.910+08:00吃饭的压力阿姨刚刚叫我吃饭，说开饭了，一切准备好了。<br />我却不敢下去，就不想看到不想看到的巨面<br />华人一向注重礼义廉耻，所以姨丈认为饭前叫所有人吃饭是一种礼貌，尤其长辈。<br />而我却觉得，反正大家坐下来了，为什么还要这样客气？？<br />凡正就是一家人吃饭，应该轻松地享受，无需拘礼。<br />昨天，听妹妹说，他在大厅广众面前说，要强逼我叫完所有人才可以吃。<br />。。。 。。。。 。。。。<br />好彩，妹妹冲凉，我说，我要等妹妹一起吃。。<br />嗯，就连最简单的吃饭也这样。。<br />=(<br />听到他们吃饭的声音，我还真却步了。。。<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7875574544231937178-1852549818798709112?l=yyqqistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-YaNQl-http://www.blogger.com/profile/17181887500376484282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7875574544231937178.post-75878754888205976242009-10-04T11:31:00.002+08:002010-07-28T01:54:19.910+08:00Update about YQI had being in Malaysia for half a month time =)<br />I wished to come back eagerly when i was in UK, i thought there is nth worth for me to stay down as i'm 'alone' there.<br />But when i left and depart and step on my homeland, there was a weird feeling rose in my heart, i didnt know how to describe it.<br />Somewhere so so so familiar to me, yet so strange to me..<br />The environment is totally different. There is another feel to see those malay nowadays... >,<<br /><br />After back here, honestly i did nth even meeting on my friends.<br />I didnt contact ppl, but after that i just met up with my best friends..<br />The gathering was quite nice to me, i love it!!!!<br />It is really a long long time that i didnt 'yamcha' with friends..<br />No night life in UK >,<<br /><br />Then, i had proceeded to KL<br />And i also got a job which i never plan or think of.<br />Yap, it's a QS job, and yet... it's sth about interior design, the company's speciality is totally new to me. Hmm~~~<br />I'm giving myself a chance to try... I'd quit if i couldnt suit myself there.<br />I felt the pressure, maybe of the environment, It just like i couldnt release myself even after work.<br />I hate the traffic jam!!! when go and back from work >,<<br />After back to here, and saw tonnes of cars... i felt heavy...upset!<br /><br />Dunno wat would happen on me after this...?!<br />Just quick brief on my life, maybe would have lesser update after this<br />Cause i dunno does my company allow the staffs to blog anot as they blocked the friends maker websites like FB =(<br /><br />Good luck to everyone =D<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7875574544231937178-7587875488820597624?l=yyqqistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-YaNQl-http://www.blogger.com/profile/17181887500376484282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7875574544231937178.post-82479543635619419602009-08-30T04:26:00.002+08:002010-07-28T01:57:03.486+08:00阿嬷的话星期六晚上<br />我刚才想起了一位朋友，好想念我们偶尔在星期六一起出去吃饭、聊天。<br />我一直都很享受这样的时刻，这是我要的星期六晚上。<br />想着想着，也没心情做功课，就看起超级星光大道来。<br />这是很长的一集，看到最后第二首歌，我的眼泪失控了。<br />那首歌，感动了我。<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dTVkBYYaFQ0&hl=en&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dTVkBYYaFQ0&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />我觉得，这是一场很感动的演唱。<br />它让我的泪水猛飚........<br />它让我想起我的爷爷，也跟我说过同样的话。<br /><br />萧煌奇 - 阿嬷的话<br /><br />在细汉的时阵阮阿嬷对我尚好<br />甲尚好的东西拢会留乎我<br />伊嘛定定带我去幼稚园看人在七桃<br />看人在办公伙儿 看人在觅相找<br /><br />伊定定跟阮说 叫阮着要好好仔读册<br />呒通大汉像恁老爸仔彼呢啊狼狈ㄛ<br />在彼个时阵 阮拢听拢呒<br />阿嬷 你到底是在讲什么<br />大汉了后 才知影阿嬷的话<br />我会甲永远永远放块心肝底<br /><br />想到一步一步的过去<br />定定拢会乎人真难忘<br />时间一分一秒块过去<br />在阮的心内定定拢会想到伊<br /><br />阿嬷你今嘛在叨位<br />阮在叫你你甘有听到<br />阮的认真甲阮的成功你甘有看到<br />阮在叫你你知影没<br /><br />阿嬷你今嘛过的好么<br />甘有人块甲你照顾<br />希望后世人阮搁会冻来乎你疼<br />作你永远的孙仔<br />搁叫你一声阿嬷<br /><br />********************************************************<br />我也想再叫你一声阿公<br />我也会记得你叫我好好读书，当年五、六年级的我。<br /><br />其实，我也觉得很惭愧，因为心情不好，我把功课搁置一旁。<br />浪费了一天的时间。<br />很久，很久没被一首歌这样地感动了。<br /><br />我好想念往生的爷爷<br />更想念在家的奶奶，希望她多多保重自己的健康<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7875574544231937178-8247954363561941960?l=yyqqistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-YaNQl-http://www.blogger.com/profile/17181887500376484282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7875574544231937178.post-26056232344557764802009-08-26T18:48:00.002+08:002010-07-28T02:01:42.741+08:00Being Imposed!!!<span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">It is so soon that i'm leaving Liverpool now...</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">I didnt expect to make new friends here, i mean someone who is close to me, whose can share life together.</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">Sorry that i dont know since when i had lost the passion in making new friends..</span>
<br />
<br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">I was walking in city centre with my friends, and i received a call from my friend.</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">She seldom call to me, and that's why i feel weird to receive the call...</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">Her "there is closing down sales in Crocs"</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">Friend "why would she call u ger?"</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">YQ "maybe she knows i wanted to buy Crocs"</span>
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<br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">When i arrived in Crocs, i thought she went off, who knows, i still met her there.</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">She came to have few words with me, and i replied, then she went to talk with my friends.</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">After all, my friends told me... We knew her intention...</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">She needs my friends to deliver sth for her bf....</span>
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<br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">Haiz ><>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">I was so frustrated after knowing her intention...</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">The feel was so bad!</span>
<br />
<br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">Actually, i was being told she is very cunning and do everything with an intention?</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">I just never expect even such a tiny thing, she also did it with an intention......</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">Sob!</span>
<br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7875574544231937178-2605623234455776480?l=yyqqistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-YaNQl-http://www.blogger.com/profile/17181887500376484282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7875574544231937178.post-86099429064654539412009-07-27T08:24:00.002+08:002010-07-28T01:59:18.100+08:00Yasmin Ahmad(雪蘭莪‧<a href="http://203.142.6.171/sci/c.php?c=1596&t=http://www.celcom.com.my/cep/promotions/all/htc-promo/index.html" target="_new" onmouseover="khadf3('khadpo', this, 22, 1596); return false;" onmouseout="khadf6('khadpo'); return false;"><span style="border-bottom: 1px solid red; color: red; text-decoration: underline;">首</span></a>邦市）大馬著名導演雅斯敏阿末（Yasmin Ahmad）週六（7月25日）晚上病逝後，今日（週日，7月26日）早上在梳邦再也的Abu Bakar As-Siddiq回教堂舉殯，大馬演藝圈及各界人士不捨這位名導離去，全體同聲一哭。<br /><br />雅斯敏阿末於上週四（23日）因中風及腦出血突然昏迷後，連日來未甦醒的她於週六晚上11時25分與世長辭，享年51歲。<br /><br />雅斯敏是於週四（23日）在第3電視開會時，突然因中風及腦出血昏倒，被緊急送往附近的白沙羅專科醫院急救，週六下午一度傳出病情惡化，並於週六晚上不敵病魔，與世長辭。<br /><br /><p style="font-size: 15px;">對馬來西亞本地<a href="http://203.142.6.171/sci/c.php?c=1614&t=http://www.sinchew-i.com/liveoutloud/node/4876" target="_new" onmouseover="khadf3('khadpo', this, 4, 1614); return false;" onmouseout="khadf6('khadpo'); return false;"><span style="border-bottom: 1px solid red; color: red; text-decoration: underline;">愛</span></a>好 電影者而言，雅絲敏阿末（Yasmin Ahmad）並不是陌生的名字，每年在各大節慶前後推出的國油（Petronas）廣告，溫馨且緊扣人心，一直深受國人喜愛，印裔父子同慶國慶、華裔婆孫 同慶新年、三大種族男童成“沙煲兄弟”，還有“LRT讓座位”國民意識廣告……這些感人、溫馨的廣告，都是出自雅絲敏之手。</p> <p style="font-size: 15px;">雅絲敏阿末出生於1958年，14歲就到倫敦唸書，從事電視廣告製作26年，雖然在廣告界是殿堂級人馬，但雅絲敏從未考慮跨入電影界拍攝電影，直到爸爸病了。</p> <p style="font-size: 15px;">她說：“因為<a href="http://203.142.6.171/sci/c.php?c=1609&t=http://www.sinchew-i.com/liveoutloud/" target="_new" onmouseover="khadf3('khadpo', this, 9, 1609); return false;" onmouseout="khadf6('khadpo'); return false;"><span style="border-bottom: 1px solid red; color: red; text-decoration: underline;">我</span></a>父親病了。我想要告訴我媽媽和爸爸，我很愛他們，想給他們一些東西，所以我拍了自己的首部電影《Rabun》，一部關於他們，關於老了仍彼此相愛的電影。就因為他們，所以才拍電影，有點意料之外。”</p> <p style="font-size: 15px;">2002年以父母故事為藍本的電影《Rabun》<a href="http://203.142.6.171/sci/c.php?c=1597&t=http://www.celcom.com.my/cep/promotions/all/htc-promo/index.html" target="_new" onmouseover="khadf3('khadpo', this, 21, 1597); return false;" onmouseout="khadf6('khadpo'); return false;"><span style="border-bottom: 1px solid red; color: red; text-decoration: underline;">獲</span></a>得好評後，她之後約每年出品一部電影，雖然題材頗具爭議<a href="http://203.142.6.171/sci/c.php?c=1611&t=http://www.sinchew-i.com/liveoutloud/node/4935" target="_new" onmouseover="khadf3('khadpo', this, 7, 1611); return false;" onmouseout="khadf6('khadpo'); return false;"><span style="border-bottom: 1px solid red; color: red; text-decoration: underline;">性</span></a>，但幾乎都在海內外揚威，在國際間有一定的地位，2007年金馬獎影展“東南亞新勢力”便特地引介了她的4部作品；今年6月的台北電影，她不但擔任國際青年導演競賽的評審，同時還放映她的新作《Talentime》。</p> <p style="font-size: 15px;"><span style="color:blue;">拍《單眼皮》後受華裔青睞</span></p> <p style="font-size: 15px;">許多華裔是在雅絲敏於2004年拍攝電影《單眼皮》（Sepet）後，開始認識她，她更憑這部電影拿下法國Creteil國際女導演電影展最高榮譽評審大獎。</p> <p style="font-size: 15px;">她在2007年為大馬國油拍攝的“陳鴻明”電視廣告，摘下康城金獅獎，成為史上首位奪得此獎的大馬人。她近2年奪得國際及<a href="http://203.142.6.171/sci/c.php?c=1595&t=http://www.celcom.com.my/cep/promotions/all/htc-promo/index.html" target="_new" onmouseover="khadf3('khadpo', this, 23, 1595); return false;" onmouseout="khadf6('khadpo'); return false;"><span style="border-bottom: 1px solid red; color: red; text-decoration: underline;">國內</span></a>廣告獎大獎，包括2008年安迪國際獎最佳導演及公共服務金獎。她也在《2009年首要藝術家獎頒獎典禮》，拿下“藝術家之星獎”。</p> <p style="font-size: 15px;">《單眼皮》以及另二部曲作品《Gubra》和《Mukhsin》打響雅絲敏在本地與國際的知名 度，不僅在各大影展大放異彩，其跨族群文化的內容展現還打破大馬觀眾的觀影習慣，成功吸引不同種族的人走進電影院。當《單眼皮》和《Gubra》分別榮獲 第18屆和第19屆大馬電影節最佳電影獎後，引起主流馬來報章的一陣撻伐，被質疑其“馬來性”和得獎的合理性。</p> <p style="font-size: 15px;">對於當時《單眼皮》引起輿論，雅絲敏被嗆聲指傾向華人社群，她曾淡淡地說：“其實，《單眼皮》只是個關於男女墮入愛河的愛情故事，無關華人或馬來人。”她表示，“我一直認為，唯有各族團結，大馬才會更美好。不管是我拍的戲或是廣告，都反映這項訊息。”</p> <p style="font-size: 15px;"><span style="color:blue;">先後與印度人華人結婚</span></p> <p style="font-size: 15px;">雅絲敏經歷2段婚姻，前任丈夫是印度人，現任丈夫則是<a href="http://203.142.6.171/sci/c.php?c=1615&t=http://www.sinchew-i.com/liveoutloud/node/4862" target="_new" onmouseover="khadf3('khadpo', this, 3, 1615); return false;" onmouseout="khadf6('khadpo'); return false;"><span style="border-bottom: 1px solid red; color: red; text-decoration: underline;">小</span></a>她5歲的陳耀良，在她的愛情裡，並沒有種族之分。</p> “我想說的就是，對我而言，他們只是人，沒有所謂的印度人或華人。”<br /><br />雅絲敏阿末的電影多半取材自她個人的生命經歷，親暱的家庭關係及駁雜多元的大馬社會成為她作品當中最關鍵的養份來源。<br /><br /><span class="field-item">星洲日報‧2009.07.26<br /><br />---------------------------------------------------------------------------------*<br /><br />A reporting about the death of Malaysian Award-winning director, Yasmin Ahmad.<br />A local director who i admire so much..<br />I knew her from a magazine interview of her...<br />Then only i knew she was the director of Sepet...<br />It's rarely to meet such talent in Malaysia, as i prefer the realistic story line in her movies though i just ever watched Sepet..<br />Paise..<br />And yet, truly admire her from the bottom of my heart..<br />RIP<br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7875574544231937178-8609942906465453941?l=yyqqistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-YaNQl-http://www.blogger.com/profile/17181887500376484282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7875574544231937178.post-30179010751657199472009-07-25T09:18:00.003+08:002010-07-28T02:08:01.213+08:00Night WalkAlways sleep in the very late midnight...<br />Busying something means nothing..,<br />Tired + Sleepy in class...<br />I was having a nap this evening, When i woke up..<br />I felt to go out to buy my thing..<br />And i get what i want to.. Bread...<br />9pm++, i think about to 10pm...<br />The Sun begun to set, lighting on the streets..<br />I pass the pubs and bistros, crowds everywhere...<br />Cars park along the road, full!!!<br />It has been a very long time I dun see such a situation.<br />It brought me back to the Friday night in KL city..<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8PItlye8jA/SmpfHDa7OiI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/IqgpnchUaqc/s1600-h/IMG_0368.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8PItlye8jA/SmpfHDa7OiI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/IqgpnchUaqc/s320/IMG_0368.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362202881119959586" border="0" /></a>Where i always went out at night, for movie, for a drink, for..... anything..<br />As long as i wanted to go out... To relax....<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8PItlye8jA/SmpfHnHRLdI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Sda_iAC7Qig/s1600-h/IMG_0425.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8PItlye8jA/SmpfHnHRLdI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Sda_iAC7Qig/s320/IMG_0425.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362202890701188562" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7875574544231937178-3017901075165719947?l=yyqqistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-YaNQl-http://www.blogger.com/profile/17181887500376484282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7875574544231937178.post-48750363548190790232009-07-23T01:49:00.003+08:002010-07-28T02:09:12.206+08:00随意好想家<br />好想念家人<br />（妈妈忙得两个星期多没跟我聊天）<br /><br />想朋友<br />想念一班好朋友<br />（我好像很久没跟朋友联络）<br /><br />想喝汽水；想吃零食<br />突然想看戏，手里握着汽水+零食<br />（平时，我并不怎么喝汽水，零食也少吃，现在一直尝试这里的薯片）<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8PItlye8jA/SmdUwocNhHI/AAAAAAAAAJc/DRUgx8qv6jk/s1600-h/IMG_1616.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8PItlye8jA/SmdUwocNhHI/AAAAAAAAAJc/DRUgx8qv6jk/s320/IMG_1616.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361347075874063474" border="0" /></a><br />想去海边·拍照<br />想看日落，想一个人沉思<br />想哭，想睡<br /><br />想念，如果会有声音<br />不愿，那是悲伤的声音<br /><br />在这里，我不可以随意打电话<br />在这里，我不可以随意找到我想找的人<br />在这里，什么都有，就是没有归属感<br />在这里， ... ... ... ...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8PItlye8jA/SmdUwSMiYvI/AAAAAAAAAJU/QevdbyiYw3E/s1600-h/IMG_0727.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8PItlye8jA/SmdUwSMiYvI/AAAAAAAAAJU/QevdbyiYw3E/s320/IMG_0727.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361347069902742258" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7875574544231937178-4875036354819079023?l=yyqqistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-YaNQl-http://www.blogger.com/profile/17181887500376484282noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7875574544231937178.post-32280778981700791852009-07-12T14:21:00.003+08:002010-07-28T02:03:56.553+08:00Malaysians Style BreakfastI woke up around 6am sth...<br />So unwilling to wake up as i still sleepy...<br />It's a nice day..<br />Nice weather.. even without sunshine.....<br />Quite cloudy...<br />And I decided to make myself a nice breakfast for waking up so early..<br />=p<br />Just a tiny award to myself before i start to do my revision for the exam papers on next week...<br /><br />As i have extra 10 eggs in a sudden..<br />Then, i decided to make this breakfast for myself..<br />Milo + Half boiled egg + Bread ^^<br />= Satisfied!!!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8PItlye8jA/SlmCrvs28PI/AAAAAAAAAIc/UYAK4mTTIUc/s1600-h/DSC00928.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8PItlye8jA/SlmCrvs28PI/AAAAAAAAAIc/UYAK4mTTIUc/s320/DSC00928.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357456919784517874" border="0" /></a><br />Hope, i could really study sth today.... =p<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7875574544231937178-3228077898170079185?l=yyqqistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-YaNQl-http://www.blogger.com/profile/17181887500376484282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7875574544231937178.post-5764842486480976612009-07-03T21:34:00.002+08:002010-07-28T02:08:55.889+08:00闷<span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">HHHhhhmmmmm~~ 忽然胸口闷着闷着。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">这两天很想听歌，一些不一样的歌。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">偶尔觉得，太安静了。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">昨晚，半夜，朋友说想出去走走，12am 我竟然说，要就走吧！</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">虽然出去，可能一个人走，但就想出去。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">最后，还是留在家里，泡网</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">嗯，终于看完巾帼袅雄，感动，流泪</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">夜深，天快亮，我才入睡。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">醒来，天没有很亮，因为外面飘着毛毛细雨。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">心情，好像也这样子，</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">闷闷地</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">阴阴地</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">讲话也没有很客气</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">心情总是不安牌理出牌 >..<</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">其实，很想躲在厚厚的被窝里</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">其实，很想被抱着，很想念哪一个体温</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">嗯，忽然什么都不想做。。。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">又是懒懒的艳琦</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7875574544231937178-576484248648097661?l=yyqqistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-YaNQl-http://www.blogger.com/profile/17181887500376484282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7875574544231937178.post-37293569133165658112009-06-30T06:10:00.003+08:002010-07-28T02:07:07.949+08:00给情侣们......<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);">谈恋爱其实是什么？！每个人应该都有自己的见解。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"> 我认为，一起恋爱，是一起分享彼此的生活，而不是其中一方照顾另一方；另一方一味依赖其中一方。。我一直都这么认为。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"> 有一天，有一位朋友说“是哦，现在你拍拖了，我可以跟你问你感情的问题了。” zzz =.="</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"> 我一直以来都有自己的见解，这跟我有没有男朋友没关系。可以随时问我，但请不要一直追问我的感情事。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"> 虽然一直以来我都没有拍拖，曾经很想，曾经觉得可有可无，曾经不想。。。。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"> 因为我觉得，一直以来我自己一个人，好好的，没必要多一个人分享或缭乱我的生活。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"> 或许，我太眷恋自由自在的生活。</span><br /> <br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"> 一直以来，我都有观察自己身边的情侣。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"> 一些每天好像双胞胎，分不开。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"> 一些每天斗嘴，好了又吵，吵了又好。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"> （我曾经跟一位朋友说，其实他对你很好，不要一直抱怨，应该珍惜）</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"> *如果我看不到这一点，我一定不会说</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"> 一些感情如儿戏，换恋人如换衣。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"> 没有多加的批评，只是觉得，这样真的开心点吗？</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"> 是不是恋爱多了，经验多了，威水点？还是，只想做不同的尝试？</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);">一些可以一整天不联络，缺乏沟通。彼此间的‘沟通’只是交待。</span><br /> <br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"> 最近来到新的环境，新的朋友，新的情侣。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"> 一开始，我觉得他们很好，应该不错。怎知后来才知道，双方的记录应该都不好。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"> （原谅我的老土，或许多一点的恋爱经验，并不等于不良记录）</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"> 仔细观察以后，发现，女的总是要男的帮她做东西。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"> 开始，每一天早上看到男朋友给女朋友准备早餐，很幸福，很浪漫。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"> 可是，久了，我就觉得，有一天，男朋友会厌倦这种生活吗？因为，其实彼此都会享受别人为自己准备早餐的时刻。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"> 好像是我第一次听说他们吵架以后，我看到女朋友准备早餐。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"> 或许，女生都不应该做粗重的工作，这代表男生对自己的疼爱？</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"> 我只是觉得，男朋友好像做多了。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"> 其实，一些东西女生也可以做，也可以自己学习。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"> 一起恋爱，不一定是指定一方侍候另一方。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"> 我认为，一起做，效果应该更好一些。</span><br /> <br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"> 我其实不喜欢看到情侣吵架，即使只为小事争吵。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"> 因为我觉得，吵得多了，感情一定会有裂缝。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"> 而裂缝，或许是无法弥补的。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"> 裂缝随时分裂，或永远留在哪里。。。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);">而且，有时候，这些争吵也会给我带来烦恼。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"> 两个不同的个体，一定会有争吵时，只是，太多的争吵，便对感情造成伤害了。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"> 或许该听听大家的想法，再寻找共同点。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"> 没有共识，就应该无法走同一条路。</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);">争吵，或许可以带来更多的沟通，而让彼此了解。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);">虽然我不赞同，只是，一些情侣甚至没有沟通，只是觉得应该交待。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);">就对彼此交待大家做了什么东西。或许他是你生活的一部分，但绝不是你心灵的一部分。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);">这或许是一种惯性依赖，只是我想，一天，大家没有了话题，往后的日子，要怎么走下去。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);">每天看着对方，觉得对方没变，便等于安好？</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);">其实，生活里，还有很多可以分享的东西。人的想法、见解是会随着时间而改变。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);">缺乏沟通，或许一天，你会发现，你最熟悉的人，成为一位陌生人。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);">那是可悲的一天。</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);">到现在，每当我看见满头银发的老夫妻牵着彼此的手走在路上，心中总是莫名感动、羡慕。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);">我想，两人可以走过半世人的日子，应该不简单，当众一起经历的。。。。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);">因为现在的婚姻也如儿戏般。婚姻不是一个保障。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);">我看到自己的父母，到现在还有很多的话题，一起出街，我还是深深的祝福。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);">希望他们可以一直这样下去。。。。</span><br /> <br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"> 以前，对恋爱有一定的见解。那些，应该都不会错。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"> 只是，后来才体会了一些细节，一些事情，想、说、做，未必是一样的。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"> 生活，是一起学习、分享。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"> =)</span><br /> <br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"> 珍惜眼前人，如果他/她不是对的人，或许真的不该浪费时间。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"> 付出的未必等于回报，只是没有回报，付出的，好像白费了。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"> 意义也没有了。</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);">看到一些情侣分手了，不一定觉得可惜。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);">一些感情，是应该结束，不该浪费任何一方的感情、时间。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);">只是不明白，为什么一些人可以盲目地恋爱？！</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);">或许我真的太理智，太清醒！</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7875574544231937178-3729356913316565811?l=yyqqistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-YaNQl-http://www.blogger.com/profile/17181887500376484282noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7875574544231937178.post-64830548251186299082009-06-30T01:25:00.002+08:002010-07-28T01:54:19.911+08:00Birthday in LondonIt was just like dreaming when I knew I'm going to spend my birthday in London.<br />London, such a big city where I dun ever dare to think to have such a chance to go there during my day..<br />Feel please to have the chance =)<br />And yet, i dun have any excitement in my heart though it is such a dreamy place to me.<br />It's just like when I had to depart from MAS.<br />To me, it is more important to spend the day with someone else....<br />My friends who I'm well know with, crazy tgt~~ My family... My love one....<br />I was missing them badly during the time... They are the most important ppl to me...<br />This could be said as my most quiet birthday I have since I came out to study, no celebration, no cake, no birthday song...<br />I rather to celebrate my birthday in my homeland, with someone i'm familiar to...<br /><br />London has anything I want... full with crowds, foods, etc.....<br />I saw koreans, japanese, chinese everywhere... wondering how good London is, why are the ppl coming here?<br />Besides, the transportation system is so good, excellent accessibility.<br />And yet, i think it is just in London but not all the states in England.... Not fully developed yet.<br />But, it is better KL make good the place 1st..<br />And... I could also see ppl with different kind of fashion on the streets.. Salute to them!<br />And.. finally i know, London is really a big city... I walked so much there....<br />I couldnt believe that i could walk so far....<br />I think, London is somewhere worth visiting... Quite a lovely n attractive city......<br /><br />Finally, at the age of 22nd, i step on London...<br />Been to River Thames, Tower Bridge, House of Parliament, St. Paul's Cathedral.... etc<br />Somewhere i looked at pics since i were so young.. long long time ago...<br />I couldnt believe i was there.<br />But, there were not as pretty as in my mind...<br /><br />My birthday ended up with Korean food with my friends...<br />Thank you~ ^^<br />Even it was simple, and yet after a tiring day, they still walk further to the restaurant..<br /><br />Again, i wish everyone stay healthy n happily.... beware of H1N1*<br />And... i hope i can score the best result i could achieve =)<br /><br />22nd... hmm~~~ i remember i couldnt accept that i was 20 years old...<br />And, it was 2 year ago...<br />Jui said, we are no more 18-22... Yup, we are not....<br />Hope that we could face the fact, and grow more matured, more responsible with our life...<br />At least, to have a target to go on~~~<br />22nd... it seems like, i still have nth~~~<br />Life, keep on to go, and I didnt make any change for it..<br />Let it be.......<br />This year, no more unacceptable feel... just... no feel, missing home land...<br />Age, sth i couldnt control...<br />And i think, i should grow up as time goes on....<br />I hope i do...<br /><br />In London, i almost forget that was my birthday... Maybe, i dun have any celebration...<br />Without a cake... Anyway, i'd like to buy one for myself during my lunar calendar birthday..<br />Sound pity...<br /><br />生日，其实只是普通的一天。<br />只想天天都开心 =)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7875574544231937178-6483054825118629908?l=yyqqistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-YaNQl-http://www.blogger.com/profile/17181887500376484282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7875574544231937178.post-21449485596009776712009-06-17T03:11:00.002+08:002010-07-28T01:54:19.911+08:00Busy life in LiverpoolHmm... time always flies without waiting for anyone.. This is the 3rd week in Liverpool....<br />For the 1st 2 weeks, it was quite enjoying... We had 2 hours classes per day... Gosh, what a relax studying life here. I thought, I was wrong by expecting the hard life here.<br />[According to seniors, studying in Liverpool John Moores University (LJMU) is much tougher than study in Sheffield Hallam University (SHU)]<br />I was thinking, how could seniors said tough with such a life? 2 hours class, then u could go around the city centre, walk around, do some shopping or window shopping, etc....<br /><br />Nightmare begins...<br />Yesterday was the starting of 3rd week with a new subject, which is about cost and financial.<br />When I first get the handout, I looked at the schedule of the module... My eyes brighten up with sth... "Group Presentation"<br />There is group presentation on the next day, and it's going to be held throughout the 2 weeks module daily. GOSH!!!!!!!<br />What is this? It means, we are going to have daily assignment and have to present it on the next day..... >,<<br /><br />I was really really upset with that, frustrated life.... Disgusting!<br />Maybe it is a long time i have been having my holiday, relaxing all the way without using my brain. And yet, i think, my brain need sometime to warm up.... zzz<br />I dun like a rushing life, just busying doing thing from day to night, before sleep, after i wake up..<br /><br />That's why, on the moment, i'm looking forward to the weekends. At least i think, i could give myself some time, to tidy up myself. And also to let my hair down....<br />I always need time for myself, just to tidy up my own mind, prepare for the next week. Doing sth i like to....<br /><br />Tension life.<br />Fighting with time for the assignments...<br />Searching some info which we do not know previously from none....<br />Hope that, everything going to be fine and get used with it...<br />=)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7875574544231937178-2144948559600977671?l=yyqqistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-YaNQl-http://www.blogger.com/profile/17181887500376484282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7875574544231937178.post-11560013817712932992009-06-07T07:21:00.003+08:002010-07-28T02:07:48.166+08:00聊天刚刚，突然有一位不太熟悉的朋友到我的房间来聊天。其实，只是普通谈天。<br />在我们这种阶段，很自然就会聊到毕业以后要到哪里工作。<br />听她说完，我觉得自己很幸福。在外读书的这些日子，我并没有打过工。<br />一路以来，都在享受生活。日子总是嘻嘻哈哈，除了功课的压力，基本上已经没有了。<br />我从来不担心钱不够用，也从来不想要向任何机构借钱读书。<br />毕业以后，就只需要给家人生活费，如果允许，就给更多，以作这么多年来的养育之恩<br /><br />我们当然也有聊聊这里的生活。她说，她希望留在这里，因为马来西亚无法赚钱。<br />（她还有一大笔读书债）因此她说，想在这里工作。是的。。。因为兑换率，而且没有繁忙、古燥的生活。<br />或许他们努力过，他们已经迈进享受的时候。<br />这里的人，日出而作，日入而息，很享受的生活。<br />吉隆坡，车水马龙，四处喧哗。。。。。<br /><br />再来，便聊到感情。她说，很多情侣来了英国读书以后，毕业以后，便分道扬镳<br />原因是因为双方都坚持在自己的家乡工作，从此断绝联络。<br />听来好像很残忍，可是这就是事实。<br />两个人在一起，就要相互忍让，互相迁就。<br />但愿，我没有这样的一天。<br /><br />渐渐，对于自己的这一段感情建立起一定的信心。坦白说，对我来说不容易。<br />忽然听到这样的事实。。。 哈哈哈哈哈哈哈！！<br /><br />对于前程，我还不知道。<br />因为，我觉得马来西亚比较有归属感。<br />因为，我不知道自己是否可以度过一个人的日子。<br />农历新年，中秋，冬至。。。。。。。。。佳节倍思亲。<br />突然，前路茫茫<br /><br />累，晚安<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7875574544231937178-1156001381771293299?l=yyqqistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-YaNQl-http://www.blogger.com/profile/17181887500376484282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7875574544231937178.post-61374950088124558782009-06-06T04:40:00.001+08:002010-07-28T02:07:48.167+08:00All About Me = YaNQlIt has been a real long long time i dun update myself in the blog.<br />It is all because of the laziness in my body, running everywhere throughout my body from head to toe.<br />The long 4-mths holidays had marked an end, and i already started a new life in Liverpool. Which mean, i have to continue to study again.<br />After so long, i dunno is it ok for me to pick up myself in study.<br /><br />It was about preparing the resit paper... Den, unknown direction...<br />Dunno could i pass the paper even i know how to do. Just worried about the paper, maybe the lecturer purposely to mark strictly.. Or.... etc<br />I could felt the strong heart beat when i was checking my result..<br />Thanks God, i had passed the paper and immediately to prepare myself to Liverpool...<br /><br />During that time, my maid's contract terminated and have to help mum for house works at home...<br />After sitting n eating at home for months, it's really tiring to work so 'hard' everyday... I'm sure that my stamina had reduced tremendously...<br />I felt tired..... zzz<br /><br />Until the eve before i depart to Liverpool...<br />I felt a lot ppl concerning on me. My aunts & uncles kept calling to me, chatting to me... <br />My aunts even on-leave just to send me to airport... Oh no!!!!!<br />Thousands of thank you in my heart to them... =)<br />[Hmm, honestly, i not really wan to leave MAS]<br /><br />The moment the aeroplane departed from KLIA, my tears well up in my eyes.<br />I wished to stay... That is somewhere belongs to me, and i have all my thing there..<br />Family, friends, and everything.........<br />During the 1st night here, i really felt the loneliness when i turn off the light and prepared to sleep...<br />Felt to cry again... ;'(<br />I couldnt believe i had become such a gal.... I was so tough......<br />Maybe a cancer does really love home.<br /><br />There was none excitement grown in my heart even the moment i arrived in London airport.. >.<<br />Sorry for tat, not to show off or anything...<br />During the 1st few days, i saw planes flying above the sky...<br />I was thinking, when would i take plane again and back to somewhere i belong to?<br />After a week, i had settled down, and getting used to here...<br />And yet, in my mind.. i still wish the arrival of the day to return home.<br /><br />At here, white men everywhere.. Sometimes, i couldnt understand what they talked to me. Learning the new culture...<br />Shops shut in the evening, probably no night life...<br />silent streets since around 8pm... Cool weather~~~ bread meals...<br /><br />It isnt hard for me to suit myself into a new life...<br />But i do really miss home...<br /><br />Here, i get new friends.. but i dun really talk much to them...<br />I miss my best friends....<br /><br />Maybe, i'd love the life here.. soon, or never...<br />Just wish that i'd experience sth here before i leave...<br />=)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7875574544231937178-6137495008812455878?l=yyqqistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-YaNQl-http://www.blogger.com/profile/17181887500376484282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7875574544231937178.post-48975340340076222722009-05-05T23:36:00.003+08:002010-07-28T02:09:58.628+08:00天水圍的日與夜<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8PItlye8jA/SgBh30CiKRI/AAAAAAAAAF4/eN1M73OYq0o/s1600-h/ap_f23_20081118022450229.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 212px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8PItlye8jA/SgBh30CiKRI/AAAAAAAAAF4/eN1M73OYq0o/s320/ap_f23_20081118022450229.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332369570296637714" /></a><br />天水圍的日與夜 -- 是一部香港電影，講述香港某一個平窮地區 -- 天水圍的生活故事。<br />就在金像獎以前得知了這一部戯，獲悉是部蠻有意義的戯。<br />一直都很想看。前陣子在KL的時候曾經試過在 PP Stream 找，可是找不到。<br />今天朋友告訴我有了。<br />今天剛剛從KL回來，很累，不想做東西，所以就看了這一部戯。<br /><br />這電影的拍攝手法，過於簡單，往往就是單一個鏡頭，主角在那裏幹活。<br />就這樣，樸實的生活。<br /><br />這電影讓我想到很多。自己、父母、弟妹、朋友、等等等等......<br />那些感觸一時湧上心頭。。<br />覺得自己的生活無聊，沒意義<br />害怕別人忘恩負義，深怕自己不飲水思源<br />將來老了，是否孤獨一人<br />以後，我會有一番作爲嗎？<br />很多很多。。。。<br /><br />原本想寫，很長，很長，關於電影的觀後感。<br />後來跟媽媽聊聊，就這樣忘記了。。。<br />或許，大家都該看看，或許會有另一番體會。<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U8PItlye8jA/SgBiPuwCsiI/AAAAAAAAAGA/IsPfABQ0cM0/s1600-h/f_tswdyyym_dba3997.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 258px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U8PItlye8jA/SgBiPuwCsiI/AAAAAAAAAGA/IsPfABQ0cM0/s320/f_tswdyyym_dba3997.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332369981193761314" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7875574544231937178-4897534034007622272?l=yyqqistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-YaNQl-http://www.blogger.com/profile/17181887500376484282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7875574544231937178.post-34178936216968704692009-04-14T22:48:00.004+08:002009-04-14T23:11:55.427+08:00一个月好想睡觉，因为觉得不舒服。可是，就是睡不着。<br />就忽然想来这里写东西。<br /><br />一个月前，我把一段原本不想开始的恋情，弄得越来越模糊。<br />后来我觉得，不如就试一试，反正，好像已经回不了头。<br />就这样，我们开始了。<br />或许经过一段还算漫长的过渡期，所以我并不觉得生活上起了多大的变化。<br />只是，现在是名正言顺，出街、单独相处等。<br /><br />在这以前，我已经好一段时间没有跟朋友分享我生活的点滴。<br />他的出现，让我开始与人分享我的生活。<br />直到现在，我们之间分享的东西，更多了。<br /><br />对于这一段感情，坦白说，我没有很大的信心。<br />因为我总是认为，两个恋人需要长期相处，要在一起生活。<br />而我们，为了升学，或许需要几年以后才可以一起生活。<br />或许，我们根本到达不了这一点。<br />现在，想得没那么长远，然而还是抱着一线希望。<br /><br />还没开始以前，想了很多。<br />开始以后，好像没想了。<br />望，一切安好。<br />生活，是充满变数的。<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8PItlye8jA/SeSnXuJA3BI/AAAAAAAAAFk/Bi9pJntBIbs/s1600-h/IMG_0358.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8PItlye8jA/SeSnXuJA3BI/AAAAAAAAAFk/Bi9pJntBIbs/s320/IMG_0358.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324564685423434770" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7875574544231937178-3417893621696870469?l=yyqqistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-YaNQl-http://www.blogger.com/profile/17181887500376484282noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7875574544231937178.post-11613331847137429892009-03-31T01:36:00.002+08:002010-07-28T02:16:38.721+08:00忽然忽然，很想在这里写一写<br />其实，想写很久了，脑海里的情绪一直搁浅<br />然后，忘记<br /><br />忽然，很害怕自己去不了英国<br />因为，我的其中一科不及格了<br />然而，还是吊儿郎当<br /><br />忽然，开始从新追戏<br />其实，是妹妹要我一起看<br />不然，我不会这么快就快看完<br /><br />忽然，领悟到，看戏真的可以霸占我一整天的时间<br />其实，我觉得很恐怖<br />好像，我的岁月就这样蹉跎了<br /><br />忽然，我的‘老鼠’死了<br />其实，是弟弟闹着玩，把线给剪断了<br />当然，我真的很伤心，我捉着他打<br /><br />忽然，不想睡觉<br />因为，刚才心情不好，出去吃了宵夜<br />其实，是挂念他<br /><br />忽然，真的觉得自己空虚<br />因为，我好像不知道自己过着什么样的日子<br />只是，我只能等待从生的那一天<br /><br />======================================================================== **<br /><br />很多事情，可以发生得忽然<br />很多事情，无法在我们的撑控之内<br />很多很多的事情发生了，一天以内，却又好像什么也没做<br />废废的日子，过得好难受<br />只是，我也没有勇气提出我想要的生活<br />我也没在受限的范围找出属于我的一片天空<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7875574544231937178-1161333184713742989?l=yyqqistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-YaNQl-http://www.blogger.com/profile/17181887500376484282noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7875574544231937178.post-28028897368019396702009-03-02T20:10:00.003+08:002009-03-02T20:32:11.327+08:00Recently....It seems like been a long time i dont update myself here..<br />I'm having my long long vacation in my hometown.<br />We always hope for vacation when we are too busy with something and feel tired.<br />And yet, i know myself quite well that i dont hope for such a long holiday.<br />I think, it might be just right enough if it is just a 1 month holiday.<br />Maybe i would only require for a longer holiday if i could monitor and schedule the holiday myself.<br /><br />It is just right one month time since the CNY.<br />I have been wasting my time doing sth meaningless.<br />I would want to do sth else, but... It seems like couldnt as i know my mum would not allow me to do so~~<br />hope to learn sth else, but. what to learn?<br />Wanna do nth, but. Would be scolded non-stop by parents.<br />Wanna go on trips, but. No money n parents say, it is yet the time for me to enjoy.<br />Wanna work, but. My sister working now, and i think i should stay at home to assist my mum at least a little bit. (maybe i think too much..)<br /><br />... ... <br />... ...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7875574544231937178-2802889736801939670?l=yyqqistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-YaNQl-http://www.blogger.com/profile/17181887500376484282noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7875574544231937178.post-54308205317253207582009-02-10T00:21:00.002+08:002009-02-10T01:27:34.261+08:00Friendship~= Em, this post is sth i wanted to write for quite some time. =<br /><br />Over the years since i started to online, i started to write out sth about myself online. Even it is quite unsecured and being published to public, yet i still write it out.<br />I have forgotten why did i do so, but now, it is certainly because of lazy to write and have forgotten lots of the words especially chinese words.<br /><br />During the secondary school, i think friendship is quite important to everyone. It might be more important than ur family as it was the treachery period. And most of my time was spending with my friends. Slowly, u would have a gang of friend. <br />It is so called "best friend"<br /><br />For sure, i do have a group of friends. We were very very big gang, we always hang out tgt in school. It was looked like gangster.. And yet, it decreases slowly~~<br />Within the group, of course there are still sub groups...<br />I could remember, i wrote quite a number of 'articles' about friendship...<br />Time doesnt wait nor stop, finally we left our secondary school towards our dream and future.<br /><br />At first, we would say... <br />Wish not to be apart with each other..<br />Wish... ; Wish... ... .. etc.<br />Slowly when time passes, u might forget ur old friends....<br />I'm quite lucky as i did not lose them but keep them beside me until now.<br /><br />Recently, most of my friends find their partner.<br />I do wish them the best luck sincerely from my heart.<br />And yet, i found that i am losing them...<br />My friends seem like going more and more far away from me..<br /><br />Actually i have understand the situation quite some time ago between it happens between my friends and i..<br />Thus i never say anything...<br />I remember, one of my friends said, we are such a good friend, as we put each other in the heart then it is enough.(Should be sth like this)<br /><br />Yup, I was quite admit with that. But as time goes, i found that... <br />It isnt! No matter wat kind of relationship, it needs ur heart to develop them.<br />Friends, family, love one. We have to take care on them, it also need to be feed to keep growing.<br /><br />Maybe i also dont divide my time evenly. I found i actually losing quite a lot of friends... The one who i can find to chat with getting lesser n lesser..<br />When we grow up, we are handling more and more thing<br />working/studying which is almost conquer all ur life, den u will spend the rest of the time with ur partner.. After tat it is family and friends will be the last one..<br />Therefore, as u getting older, u found that u getting lesser friend.<br />Thus, it is rarely to heard friends from parents.<br /><br />Maybe, i still need friends~<br />不再友谊永固，只希望常青 ^^<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7875574544231937178-5430820531725320758?l=yyqqistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-YaNQl-http://www.blogger.com/profile/17181887500376484282noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7875574544231937178.post-45209277921010710102009-02-08T00:43:00.004+08:002009-02-08T01:03:46.229+08:00年龄 · 健康年龄，其实是一个很可怕的东西。<br />以前常听说，年龄是所有女人的秘密。<br />以前不明白当中的原因，现在，好像都明白了。<br />渐渐，发现自己老了。身体，生理……<br />开始想要照顾、保养自己的身体，深怕一天就这样无疾而终<br /><br />这两天都在医院里进出，拥有更深的体会。<br />今天，诊所里的病人还挺多的。<br />我也不想坐，一直站在那里观察。<br />放眼看去，都是银发一族。<br />我看着他们，一个又一个，突然。。。<br />我想到了我自己，我的那一天，我到底会是怎样的？！<br />心中忽然一寒！ 我想不下去了。<br /><br />人总是害怕自己老去。<br />然而，人又怎能战胜时间，保着健康？<br />我维持着迟睡迟起的习惯很久了，试想，何来健康？！<br /><br />虽然老了，但是我还可以看见老板牵着老伴的画面。<br />这就是执子之手，与子偕老。<br />一股暖意涌上心头，很自然地。<br />当初的承诺，维持至今，无论贫富，健康与否。<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8PItlye8jA/SY2-y17CxZI/AAAAAAAAAEk/c3w6V2BXlV0/s1600-h/old.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 217px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8PItlye8jA/SY2-y17CxZI/AAAAAAAAAEk/c3w6V2BXlV0/s320/old.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300102117162403218" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7875574544231937178-4520927792101071010?l=yyqqistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-YaNQl-http://www.blogger.com/profile/17181887500376484282noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7875574544231937178.post-15665145355984457182009-02-05T21:58:00.003+08:002009-02-05T22:24:45.672+08:005th Feb '09现在的我觉得很累！<br />今天在医院呆了半天。（带婆婆去做MRI)<br />其实也没有严重的事情，只是白内障手术前的检查<br />在那里看人来人往，听是听非。<br />医院里，真的有很多很多的人。<br /><br />早上九点前，妈妈就把我给叫醒。<br />还说了几句。情绪从此有点懊恼。<br /><br />原本以为昨晚可以解决问题，后来才发现，或许我期望太高了。<br />我终于明白，很多时候都是女生想太多。<br />女生觉得问题出现时，男生往往都认为没问题。<br />我终于领悟了。<br />我有点失望，或许他给不到我想要的答案吧。<br />自己又不懂得解决。。。<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7875574544231937178-1566514535598445718?l=yyqqistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-YaNQl-http://www.blogger.com/profile/17181887500376484282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7875574544231937178.post-15291904952465398162009-01-31T23:39:00.005+08:002009-02-01T00:03:14.946+08:00Happy CNY!!! ^^<a style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U8PItlye8jA/SYR135BcXFI/AAAAAAAAAEU/xH4n7U2pWPc/s1600-h/DSC00596.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U8PItlye8jA/SYR135BcXFI/AAAAAAAAAEU/xH4n7U2pWPc/s320/DSC00596.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297488664754674770" border="0" /></a>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">Happy CNY!! It is an Ox year... Without my concern, it is already the 6th day of CNY, the time flies and i have been staying at home for one week..</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">I had moved all my stuff back from KL as i finished my Advanced Diploma course. Now,i have my long long vacation. I dont know what could i do, however. I wish to do nth but enjoy, yet my mum said :: i never say to rest but you???!!!!</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">I wanted to say, i was really tired throughout the last semester especially during December. But,i could expect her answer.. So i better keep in silence.</span>
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<br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">Today,finally i start a little bit of my tidying job. I took out all my thing from my drawers and found a lot of funny thing. I'd re-read all the letters and cards when i'm free ^^ Beside that, i also found my long lost collection...</span>
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<br /><div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U8PItlye8jA/SYRyIii940I/AAAAAAAAAD8/uLPZeXuR1uo/s1600-h/DSC00597.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U8PItlye8jA/SYRyIii940I/AAAAAAAAAD8/uLPZeXuR1uo/s320/DSC00597.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297484552732533570" border="0" /></a>
<br />These are my old cassettesss~~ i thought they were lost..
<br />But they are actually in my drawer... wakakkakakaa!!!
<br />Must take out to listen when bored.. ^^
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<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8PItlye8jA/SYRz1MxNZ3I/AAAAAAAAAEE/vRs7yk7KEjk/s1600-h/DSC00600.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8PItlye8jA/SYRz1MxNZ3I/AAAAAAAAAEE/vRs7yk7KEjk/s320/DSC00600.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297486419492431730" border="0" /></a>These booklets are the gift from 少年
<br />last time i like to read them.. But i forgot d
<br />I was really surprise when i see this collection..
<br />OMG~~!!!
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<br />And.... Sth i bring along to school daily....
<br />Wakakakakkakakkakaaa~
<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U8PItlye8jA/SYR03-zt6YI/AAAAAAAAAEM/bjASP-LS0Qk/s1600-h/DSC00601.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U8PItlye8jA/SYR03-zt6YI/AAAAAAAAAEM/bjASP-LS0Qk/s320/DSC00601.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297487566796089730" border="0" /></a>Anyway, these few thing i had thrown them away lo...
<br />Cos, is useless and nth to do with them anymore...
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<br /><div style="text-align: left;">Tidying the old thing really some kind of fun during ur spare time.
<br />Hahaa~ But i still have a lot of thing to tidy... I brought so many thing back from KL >,<></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7875574544231937178-1529190495246539816?l=yyqqistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-YaNQl-http://www.blogger.com/profile/17181887500376484282noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7875574544231937178.post-6958902908954598232009-01-11T12:58:00.002+08:002009-01-11T13:14:59.908+08:00Forgiveness and Punishment<span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">Normally i couldnt remember what i have dreamed last night after few moments from my bed</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">The 1st dream was, i found there is another car park in Mid Valley which i believe it doesnt exist. </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">I couldnt get any parking lot in the dream and my friends brought me to that car park.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">And when we are leaving, one of my friends ask me to go for meal in Times Square</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">It is Korean food, i was dilly dallying should i go? Should i bring him along?</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">The point is, i do not like to eat korean food.. i think this is the reason i dilly dally in the dream.....</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">While the 2nd dream is about the dissertation. I dreamed of the friends who i just know them from ProDeX, we might be just talk with each other for few words since then...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">It is quite funny to dream of them..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">I dreamed one of them who might score A for his Dissertation...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">I recall this dream when reading an article about Forgiveness n Punishment from Cleo (Dec)</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">The words seem like inspired me something..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">Which i dont know how to express..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">Anyhow, i think it is better for us to forgive someone rather than punish him/her by gossip, backbiting or outright revenge..</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">I think i'm self-blaming for not studying the last whole night</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">The environment was noisy and i couldnt concentrate on myself</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">And, i'm quite annoyed by that..until now....</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">I still couldnt get back the study mood by just sitting in front of my laptop...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">Sigh~ I should forgive it but not to punish myself for not studying and subsequently do badly in exam....</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">I shouldnt!!!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">I must go after my schedule.... ^^</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7875574544231937178-695890290895459823?l=yyqqistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-YaNQl-http://www.blogger.com/profile/17181887500376484282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7875574544231937178.post-35417701581939450392009-01-11T03:38:00.000+08:002009-01-11T03:41:47.913+08:00Submissions...<span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);">It is the last week of my last semester, and it drew an end today</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);">Finally i have submitted all the assignments as well as my dissertation</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);">=)</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);">I thought i would be very happy with that as the burden being gave off</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);">And yet, i didnt feel any happiness in me</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);">It is just like the same..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);">I still dont feel well with my current situation.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);">There is another exam waiting me ahead which is starting in short time</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);">Up to now, i still do not start any revision yet</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);">Nth to do</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);">What to do</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);">How to do</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);">=(</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);">What's happening.. so sad n moodless</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7875574544231937178-3541770158193945039?l=yyqqistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-YaNQl-http://www.blogger.com/profile/17181887500376484282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7875574544231937178.post-27809682245549907692009-01-04T16:16:00.003+08:002009-01-04T16:50:30.193+08:00话题人物 :: 他与我<span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">最近，我成了同学们的话题人物。每一天都在谈论着。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">其实还蛮害怕的，因为我不曾因为这样的事情，而让人谈论着。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">昨天半夜，我被朋友叫出去喝茶，最终，被逼供了。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">我以为他们不会问我。是我太傻，太天真了。</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">不知道从什么时候开始，他找我的次数多了。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">一开始，我觉得朋友，还好。渐渐地，友情好像开始慢慢地变化。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">我察觉了，可是，我不敢肯定。我当没事发生。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">因为我最想要的，便是维持好朋友的关系。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">最重要的是，我没有心理准备进入一段爱情；还有，我无法确定他的举动。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">我们一起sms的次数更多了，但是他还是一样没有行动，我继续保持沉默。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">我们一起出去的时间也多了。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">人潮中，大家在一起玩乐；人潮以外，我们会聊些私人话题。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">当然，都是他开始。我也只是回答，反正没事的。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">后来，朋友有开始说，你们俩最近好像很好。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">当然都没有否认，只是我们真的是朋友。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">话题开始流传。。。。。。。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">一直到圣诞前夕，我们的BBQ派对。如我所料，我一定被人家玩死。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">我，被灌醉了。可是意识依然清醒。我很晕很晕。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">这时，他喝了很多。他开始呕吐，后来朋友们才开始灌我。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">他大概帮我顶了一半的酒，如果不是，我应该会不省人事。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">很晕很晕以后，我知道我已经倒在他的床上，我开始无法支撑自己。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">后来是朋友扶我回家，我也呕了。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">朋友们都说 “派对里，见证了一对情人的诞生” ； “派对里，看到了一个好男人”</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">我都一笑置之。我觉得，好男人应该不是这样断定。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">几天后的一个夜晚，他一如往常sms我。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">我开始料到，接下来的信息，到底会说些什么东西。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">果真。然而，我拒绝了。一个很早以前就想好的理由。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"><<我已经要离开这里，我不希望一个不能在我身边的男朋友，我不希望一段远距离的恋情。。。>></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">这以后，他说，希望可以保持最近我们的那一段关系。我没有拒绝。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">可是，好像跟进一步了。我，其实渐渐开始慌了。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">人前的我，是如此的镇定，其实心里，觉得不好受。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">我到底想要怎样。每一天，从早到晚，从晚到早的sms.....</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">嗯。。。。。。。我不知道接下来我要怎么走，只是还挺希望快点回家。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">至少我不需要害怕在这里，我还会继续沉沦。</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">昨晚，朋友对我的逼供。我都否认了，可是原来他们知道了。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">之前他们已经向他逼供！后来，还是得认了。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">他们说 “他是个好男人，应该尝试。” 这一点，我想，我也清楚知道。只是尝试...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">嗯，我不希望一段恋情在几个月后便消失。我觉得没意义，也浪费时间</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">他们说 “如果不要，就不要这么常找他，不要让他失望” 可是，即将考试，我不忍心在这个时候整死他。还有，不是我不要，只是他来得太迟。如果，一两个月前，应该还不错。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">他们说 “请回家好好考虑” .........................................</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">回到家里，我看到他的留言，要我叫他起身。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">我犹豫了，后来还是打了电话，叫他起身。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">他说他很高兴，我看得懂他的暗语，可是其实我，不知所措。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">看着他越来越多的甜言蜜语，我更不知如何是好。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">或许我真的应该尝试，只是我还没有勇气踏出那第一步。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">我还需要时间，让自己更确定，让自己更踏实。</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7875574544231937178-2780968224554990769?l=yyqqistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-YaNQl-http://www.blogger.com/profile/17181887500376484282noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7875574544231937178.post-70446026775271785162009-01-02T22:07:00.003+08:002010-07-28T02:16:38.722+08:002009的愿望嗯，好像很久没有在这里留下自己的足迹。<br />2009年了。跨年的那一晚，我忽然想到，到底2009年我有什么愿望？<br />我好像真的忙到什么都忘记了。。<br />可是，我有努力地在想，只是，我好像想不到任何愿望。<br />应该还是希望身边的人健康，快乐。<br />对于自己，好像也不知道要怎样。因为总是觉得，前路茫茫<br />我可以顺利毕业去英国？去了英国，我会怎样？我会继续深造还是？？。。。<br />一连串的未知数，所以我也不知道要怎样。<br />对于爱情，好像真的遇到了。可是那一天，我拒绝了。<br />只是依然保持着，朋友与情人间的关系。我真的不知道我想怎样！<br />感觉对不起他，但是。。。<br /><br />嗯，很累！一连串的庆祝活动，疯狂以后，很累很累！！<br />很爱睡了 zzz<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7875574544231937178-7044602677527178516?l=yyqqistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-YaNQl-http://www.blogger.com/profile/17181887500376484282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7875574544231937178.post-24878649617010988222008-12-26T12:55:00.002+08:002008-12-26T13:42:20.330+08:00Christmas<span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">It is an end for Christmas~</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">And, it was quite tiring for me..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">At first, i was still dilly dallying where n how should i celebrate my Christmas</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">I did thought of going back hometown and celebrate it with my old friends</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">And yet, the Christmas fall on Thursday, it is unlikely for me to go home.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">Coincidentally, my classmates are organising a BBQ party on Christmas eve..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">So, i decided to join the party.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">Few days later, my mum told me she is coming to KL during that time.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">I thought, i couldnt join the party</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">(Actually i not really wan to do that, but i dont know what should i do.. it'd be too pitiful to celebrate alone)</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">But, my considerate mum never say anything about that</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">She let me to have fun myself... Hahahahhahaaa~</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">And, she dint call me during christmas eve, and i guessed she knew i was having fun...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">The next day when she rang to me, she really asked me "where were u last night................."</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">Hahahahahhahahhaaa~ actually quite happy with that, but what if i can do the same thing in my hometown?!</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">Recently i dont have good appetite, so i dint eat much in the BBQ party..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">And actually i have a bit of phobia with the BBQ food..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">Den, after the BBQ session, of course there is another games session..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">They bought the beer and trying to make me drunk... </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">And, finally, i really drunk and vomited...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">This is the 1st time of having such a bad experience after drinking beer..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">1st - they bought Tiger which is the cheapest ; 2nd - they kept asking me to drink</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">Finally, i couldnt stand for drinking that much, i felt so dizzy...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">I tried to lay on my friend's bed.. They brought me downstair, and.....</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">I vomit.. Then i also need the aid from friends to send me home..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">I vomited again when reach home.... </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">Luckily, my mind was quite awake during tat time, just i really couldnt stand well.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">And it was Christmas day~</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">I thought to send my mum to bus station, but my sis told me my aunt going to send her there</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">So, i continued my sleep.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">When i woke up and on my MSN... then, everyone kept asking me</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">"So early??" "Feel better??" .......</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">Oh yes, it was really ok to me, but i dont wish for another beer session like the Christmas eve.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">On the Christmas night, i went out with my Community Sociology friends finally..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">Em, actually i dont really can "connect" with them after so long time...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">Or, maybe i'm not their type.. but, i still hope to keep the relationship</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">It was just a normal dinner with them, but the japanese buffet.. really not nice</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">Moreover i was in truly bad appetite, so i paid about RM30 for 2 slices of meat... >,<</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">But, the worst should be... i forgot to bring along my christmas gift to exchange with them</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">Hahaa~luckily my partner get it, so i would deliver to him when i free ^^</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">And, what i get from them? i got a cash gift, RM15 and another cash voucher RM5 from red Box</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">=|||=</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">And now,everything is over and i hope to start and continue my assignment by today..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">Christmas hope :: Stay happily n healthy everyday, work hard for the coming exam and score well...</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7875574544231937178-2487864961701098822?l=yyqqistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-YaNQl-http://www.blogger.com/profile/17181887500376484282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7875574544231937178.post-57545935511716671392008-12-15T14:40:00.003+08:002008-12-15T14:47:52.069+08:00I miss my home ...<span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">I was doing data analysis for my thesis. And suddenly, i cant concentrate myself for it</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">So, i clicked to read my sis's blog.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">I couldnt believe what had been happened on me...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">there was a blog writing about my father by her...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">She was writing the moments she spends with our dad.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">As me, our dad is a cool person who talks very less to us.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">Especially when there is only 2 persons in the car, we wont have any topic to talk with</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">And one day, she made my dad laughed non stop...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">So, she was so happy with that...</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">Actually recently she told me a lot of the moments they spent at home..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">I really appreciate and would like to thank her for telling me all of these..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">Even i wasnt there, but at least, i know what's happening..</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">When i read the post, my tears dropped...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">And, i really really miss my home...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">I replied her :: </span><br /><div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" class="Comment" id="sn_ccHtmlCommentControl0">其实，我也很羡慕你，因为以前当我还在家的时候，爸爸很少在家，爸爸对我来说，就更陌生了。每一次你跟我说家里的笑声，笑话，我都很羡慕。很多时候，我也会想要这些时光，可是，当我知道现在我的家人是这样融洽的，好像没有距离感时，我是很开心的。=)</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7875574544231937178-5754593551171667139?l=yyqqistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-YaNQl-http://www.blogger.com/profile/17181887500376484282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7875574544231937178.post-29099957622969246992008-12-14T21:13:00.004+08:002008-12-14T22:14:48.377+08:00Sunday, 14 Dec '08<span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">I have been spending my whole day at home just to tidy my room. It was quite mess + dusty.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">I was considerate should I make it as I dont actually deserve the time to do such a thing.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">And yet, finally, I did it. The whole room.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">Throughout the week, I was really busy until I dont have the time for myself.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">Everyday, I woke up quite early, then I went to college, doing sth... I also couldnt remember what were those stuff.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">Start from Thursday - Saturday, the ProDeX started. Project Design Exhibition.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">I have been selected to participate in the exhibition by my project supervisor. I really dont know, was it happy or not!!</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U8PItlye8jA/SUUT6o-ZvrI/AAAAAAAAAD0/nzMhYE4Z8k0/s1600-h/DSC00562.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U8PItlye8jA/SUUT6o-ZvrI/AAAAAAAAAD0/nzMhYE4Z8k0/s320/DSC00562.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279648036314267314" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">I dint have any excitement until the really last hours of Wednesday night, after being reminded by my friends only I remembered my slide show for the exhibition is yet to be done.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">It was only my thesis in my mind. Then, i burnt midnight oil to complete the slides..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">On the next day, i went to college as usual in the very early in the morning.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">I had been waited for about half a day for the judgment. As expected, i dint get into the final.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">I went back to home and had a nap. Ms. Wong rang to me when i was sleeping...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">When i woke up, i went to college to attend my classes..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">For the next day, it was almost the same, but i had to spend my whole day in college.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">Everyday, i wake up - college - back for nap - college - sleep...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">My days.. sigh~</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">Anyway, i think i should think positively.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">I actually had earned sth from the exhibition >> the experience, new friends, the lucky draw(computer keyboard), vouchers, free giftsss.....</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">Anyway, at the end, i quite appreciate with the chance given to participate in this exhibition.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">At least, my advanced diploma being coloured a bit before the end.</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8PItlye8jA/SUUTDsy7ALI/AAAAAAAAADs/ss69PXjqFaY/s1600-h/%E6%89%AB%E6%8F%8F0012.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8PItlye8jA/SUUTDsy7ALI/AAAAAAAAADs/ss69PXjqFaY/s320/%E6%89%AB%E6%8F%8F0012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279647092447051954" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">After the exhibition, i was really tired. But, i still went out with my friends..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">I just dont wan to stay at home, hope to have relax Saturday night, hanging outside.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">And, i reached home on about 3.30am...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">Before i went out, i found that my nike shoes had been lost. As i were wearing high heel for the exhibition, so i never realised it....!!! Really sad for that...</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">Hmm, to think properly, i also dont know am i sad for that... or?? .... I dont know!!!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">I just tidy up my things and thrown sth... and read some letters/cards by friends in old days...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">It was quite fun for that....</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Just finished reading my friend's blog.. It made me to think of sth...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">两个人在一起，是为了填补寂寞的生活，还是想要共度生活？！</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">或许，恋爱，是为了填补寂寞的生活；婚姻，是为了共度下半辈子。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">爱情，不该让人觉得是一种负累。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">爱情，应该顺其自然地发生，慢慢产生变化..........??!!!</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7875574544231937178-2909995762296924699?l=yyqqistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-YaNQl-http://www.blogger.com/profile/17181887500376484282noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7875574544231937178.post-52416768910039492392008-12-04T01:38:00.002+08:002008-12-04T01:48:31.593+08:00娇滴滴？？刚刚跟朋友出去喝茶。<br />其实也不怎么想去，但既然到了，就随便吧。<br />明天，我会在朋友去Puchong做访问。。<br />然后，刚才她一直要求她的男朋友陪她去。<br />“艳琦载你的女朋友去，难道你不要去咩？”<br />“我们三个人去，要讲什么呢？！”<br />“好咯，就让我们对望咯。。”<br />其实，我忍不住了，可是依然压抑着。<br />她甚至要我说，不要载她去，要她的男朋友载她去。<br />她的男朋友之所以不要去是因为，他根本没有事情做。<br />只是去那里摇晃。<br />... ... ... ... 好无聊！！<br /><br />当然，我不会这样伟大，载她去。因为我也要去做访问，希望可以完成至少一个。<br /><br />我真的不明白，其实我们都是认识的。<br />少了他的陪伴，就不能做事吗？<br />很讨厌情侣在我眼前争执，很烦！<br />我始终觉得，想要商量，请闭上门，不是大庭广众<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7875574544231937178-5241676891003949239?l=yyqqistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-YaNQl-http://www.blogger.com/profile/17181887500376484282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7875574544231937178.post-83619402640065641702008-11-27T02:18:00.011+08:002008-11-27T03:06:52.731+08:00<span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">26th Nov 2008 - Wednesday - Sunny but start raining at night</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">I was so annoyed as my printer always malfunction at the very very moment..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">I have to pass up my PED (Assignment), and was printing out my work after compilation at the very last minute..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">Anyway, it was considered punctual. The time to pass it up was 4-5pm, and we reach college on 5pm sharp.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">Trying to settle everything earlier, but... It's really difficult to change the attitude.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">Let it be...</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">The frustration raised in me and made me lost the mood to attend the night lecture and i skipped the lecture at last.. ^^</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">1st, I went to McD to buy Moto Moto, and... i cant get it, anyway i get Julien finally..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">After that, we heading towards Pavillion for our main course.. hahahahaa!!! Ichiban Boshi..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">A very very nice sushi restaurant...</span><br /><br /><a style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U8PItlye8jA/SS2YABmuWUI/AAAAAAAAADE/y1jv2uyN8fQ/s1600-h/DSC00325.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U8PItlye8jA/SS2YABmuWUI/AAAAAAAAADE/y1jv2uyN8fQ/s320/DSC00325.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273037864918997314" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">Hehee, can u see the thickness of the salmon sashimi??? I love it so much....</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">It is really difficult to describe the happiness when put it into my mouth by words....</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">And, today... finally i had my tuna sashimi as well...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">I just want some nice food, nice place to release my bad mood... >.<</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"> </span><a style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U8PItlye8jA/SS2Xdo5J59I/AAAAAAAAAC8/06Y2tsKcWWo/s1600-h/DSC00503.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U8PItlye8jA/SS2Xdo5J59I/AAAAAAAAAC8/06Y2tsKcWWo/s320/DSC00503.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273037274169862098" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">After the meal, we went for a window shopping... Christmas is coming....</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">It's so beautiful... Anyway, i prefer the previous christmas decoration which theme is white color..</span><br /><br /><a style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U8PItlye8jA/SS2dFlJZXNI/AAAAAAAAADk/CWp4t1D8xjE/s1600-h/DSC00499.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U8PItlye8jA/SS2dFlJZXNI/AAAAAAAAADk/CWp4t1D8xjE/s320/DSC00499.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273043457917148370" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">Guess... What it is.... hahaa!!! It is a cake.... I saw it in one of the cake house in Pavillion, i think it is Olive Tree... Forgotten!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">Nice... Wish to have one during christmas to enhance the circumstance..</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">After that, for sure we had a movie - 武术 (Wu Shu) - it's wednesday wor, so only RM8 in Pavillion... hahaa!!!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">Em, quite nice.. And dont know why, i feel quite touching... Not just fighting, but it tells some moral values as well..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">I thought i can go home after the movie, and my friends said... It's yet to be 11pm..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">Anyway, i pay the parking ticket as well.....</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">And... It was still have traffic jam.... So..... I turn another way and heading toward Times Square.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">[My friends suggested to play bowling] Then, we really purposely went to play bowling.. hahaa!!</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">After the bowling, we still go for another station :: McD again, just to get Moto Moto...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">Anyway, still failed.. So each of us have one Sundae ice cream, and we were chit chatting there and planning for tmr's activity...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">Finally, we go home... Hahahaa~</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">Actually, i really enjoy with such activities.. And, normally we do according to the mood, we dont plan.. Most of our planning failed!! Hahaa..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">Like 2 weeks ago, we had a gathering with diploma classmates.. It was an enjoyable day..</span><br /><br /><a style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U8PItlye8jA/SS2a15Oo1rI/AAAAAAAAADM/3jiMlqKEAik/s1600-h/sticker_2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U8PItlye8jA/SS2a15Oo1rI/AAAAAAAAADM/3jiMlqKEAik/s320/sticker_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273040989406680754" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">And.. last week, i wanted to buy my bus ticket... So i went to Puduraya...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">After that, since we went out for lunch, and being waiting for hours to have the lunch...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">Then, we went to Times Square to eat lamb chop in Gasoline..</span><br /><br /><a style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8PItlye8jA/SS2cGWW_SzI/AAAAAAAAADU/xzAO6ABhBr0/s1600-h/DSC00489.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_U8PItlye8jA/SS2cGWW_SzI/AAAAAAAAADU/xzAO6ABhBr0/s320/DSC00489.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273042371615869746" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">my mushroom lamb chop, as i was having flu... that's why i ordered mushroom sauce..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">And, i dont dare to eat the fries, as i worry it will worsen my sickness.... So..... It became.....</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U8PItlye8jA/SS2cr6O0iAI/AAAAAAAAADc/pkr_OKje0HQ/s1600-h/DSC00491.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U8PItlye8jA/SS2cr6O0iAI/AAAAAAAAADc/pkr_OKje0HQ/s320/DSC00491.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273043016900446210" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Hahaa, my days so enjoyable n exciting right?!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Actually, being used to it sometimes, with the gang around...</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7875574544231937178-8361940264006564170?l=yyqqistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-YaNQl-http://www.blogger.com/profile/17181887500376484282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7875574544231937178.post-23210019212367030982008-11-25T11:15:00.002+08:002008-11-25T11:26:48.021+08:00my Weekend at home<span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">When i said, i'm going home this weekend, my classmatesss asked me, AGAIN???!!!!!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">Yup.. ^^ but i really wanna go home.. As most likely, i'm not coming home during December due to the tight schedule. So... ~</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">After being home for few days, em.... about 3 days lar... Still not enough, but it is the time to back to KL... It seems like i dint do a lot of thing, just done a little part of them...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">Anyway, this time i have time to discuss sth with my mum.. Unlike to the last 2 times, back home for only few hours...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">Up to today, the flu n coughing have been continuing for one week d.. Still almost the same, but it does get better anyway... Hope to get well soon...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">Anyway, even in home town, i still have to rush for my assignment PED.. haihz... I finished one part, then tonight have to continue with the theory part..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">I'm still the same, i thought i can... but still have to postpone the progress until the 11th hour. Aiks*</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">It seems like i have to do a lot of thing after going back to KL.. Contract Admin, Prodex, Interviews, Project Management, Thesis..... I really so scare...</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">Em, anyway i'm quite happy with this weekend 'vacation'.. Even i dint really rest in home, going out with friends n family... But still consider not too bad...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">The new wing of Gurney quite disappointing.. or maybe i should have a proper shopping there before make any judgment.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">Only managed to meet up with jui, sotong n mimi... hhmmmm.... okokk lor~</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">Still dont meet up with teh ping even i'm the earliest to say to meet him... but but but.....!!!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">And, i have dyed my hair.. i'm quite happy with the color.. quite natural... hahahhahahahaa :D</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">will post the pic next time...</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">K,it's time for me to leave... my bus to KL on 1220...</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7875574544231937178-2321001921236703098?l=yyqqistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-YaNQl-http://www.blogger.com/profile/17181887500376484282noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7875574544231937178.post-4251155529342534502008-11-15T20:13:00.002+08:002008-11-15T21:06:34.803+08:0015 Nov 2008, Saturday<span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">今天，终于可以早起身。但是，由于屋友也同样早课，而厕所只有一个，最后，我还是迟到了。我不知道我的迟到是否引起朋友的不满，可以我就是不想问，不想知道。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">在讲堂里，我好像没学到什么东西。就是朦朦胧胧，结束了。终于，我也应该是拥有完整的笔记了。呵呵。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">其实，不是睡不醒，只是，我觉得很不舒服。喉咙又开始痛了，应该有发热气，持续了好几个星期。断断续续地。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">上完课，跟几个同学吃早餐。其实是为了渡过那一个小时。因为我要去访问一家发展商的Project Manager. 老实说，很抱歉，我没有准备。没有紧张的心情，心跳没有加速。。。。很自然地走进去。我还以为，访问会以英文为主，怎知，是一段华语的对话。然而，还好，至少我都知道他想要表达的。将它们翻译为英文应该不难。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">访问总共进行了大约45分钟吧。访问中，我也得到了一些我在报纸上没看过的东西，很高兴。访问结束后，他问了我一些关于我的论文的东西，就聊了一会儿。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">出来时，我真的很高兴，无比的兴奋。这是我没想过的。哈哈！！</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">回到家里，整理我的房间，扫一扫地上。上网，然后最终抵不过周公的呼唤，睡着了。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">醒来时，还是继续留连网上。第一次觉得Facebook还挺不错，忽然想在那里上传一些照片，可是连续几次的当机，还是放弃了。</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">一个人的下午，很安静。外头偶尔飘着细雨，天空阴沉沉。然而，我一点都不觉得自己是寂寞的。很享受这一个下午。很舒服。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">一个人不孤单，两个人更寂寞。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">找不到知音时，这句话便得派上用场。</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">忽然，好像看书。还是拿出了之前只看了一章的《勇敢抉择》。今天，第二章的题目是 - 异乡人</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">从中，我想跟大家分享一些。</span><br /><ul><li style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">如果我们不能选择自己的处境，至少可以决定自己的对策；不能选择自己的出身，至少可以选择自己的人生目标，放弃选择也就意味着走向死亡。</li><li style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">过了大一大二，到了大三大四，考虑人生方向的压力越来越大。说老实话，我当时真的一筹莫展。因为此前我人生的时光都花在了取悦父母和考高分上了。做到这两件事其实很简单，但是除此以外，我并没有考虑过自己的人生方向。我对很多事情都感兴趣，曾经有一段时间，我一会儿想当个消防员，一会儿又想当个舞蹈家，无法确定人生的轨迹。父母对我的每个理想都予以鼓励。其实做什么无所谓，关键是一旦作出了选择，就要把它做到完美，愿意付出热情，并且自动自发地为之奉献。父母一生经历了重重艰险，他们不怕我走上和他们一样的人生道路，一直希望我能为一个目标投入全部身心，而这个目标也值得我奉献自己的才华和热情。</li><li style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">我曾经想过当个职业音乐家。但是，长久以来，我明白了尽管我热爱音乐，但是我忍受不了作为音乐家必须承受的孤独。不仅如此，谁能断定我就一定具有音乐家的才华呢？</li><li style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">我每天都头疼得要命，几个月都睡不好觉。父亲到学校看我时，我告诉他我讨厌法律。他很担忧，但是他不想让我就此放弃。在他看来，放弃意味着失败，你必须坚持到底，不管处境有多么艰难。尽管我打算告诉他我想离开法学院，但是话到了嘴边还是没有说出来。我有在学校坚持了一个月。</li><li style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">如果我想发挥能力和天赋，实现自己的理想蓝图，就必须找到能让我为之投入全部脑力和心理的东西。生活是属于我自己的，我可以做任何自己喜欢的事</li></ul><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">看完了，最后自己煮了面线来吃。一边吃，一边看《冰天动地》。一个TVB为了台庆而制作的节目。叙述冰川的融化，地球的暖化。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">我觉得是一个很值得观看的节目，因为真的可以从中学习。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">当中有一些大学教授/研究者的访问。其实，很早以前我就有想过，我要修读一科关于怎样运用环保在建筑的过程，一些关于环保建筑物的东西。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">然而，我真的不敢告诉我的父母，我想，他们会杀了我。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">但是，如果日后我找到相关的资料，或许我会自助进修。毕竟马来西亚，真的没有这东西，或者是很少运用，因为那昂贵的费用。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">其实，还没选论文题目时，我想写一篇这样的论文。后来，因为很多人都在写Green Building, 而且我也找不到我想要的东西。我要的不是Green Building, 是将环保与建筑物联系起来。所以，最终放弃了。</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">原本想在今天将今早的访问写出来，现在放弃了。因为我想看书。^^</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">其实，我最期待的工作，便是杂志社里，访问一些人，然后将访问写成文章。然后放入一些照片，受访者随性的照片。最后，写一写我自己的感想。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">现在的我，应该没什么勇气转行。^^</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7875574544231937178-425115552934253450?l=yyqqistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-YaNQl-http://www.blogger.com/profile/17181887500376484282noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7875574544231937178.post-41158295278995802812008-11-14T02:44:00.005+08:002008-11-14T03:17:29.795+08:00天空<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8PItlye8jA/SRx16yNLmrI/AAAAAAAAACU/fgL7KvOMj4Y/s1600-h/DSC00478.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8PItlye8jA/SRx16yNLmrI/AAAAAAAAACU/fgL7KvOMj4Y/s320/DSC00478.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268215316886559410" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">这两天，又开始下起雨来。自从与朋友从槟城回来。</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">心想 ：还好我们结束了我们的旅程。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">埋怨 ：为什么一直下雨？</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">大热天的时候，我们总是埋怨，好热好热。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">却忘了，我们常年都保持在这样的气温。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">一些国家，比我们更热</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">我们说 ：就快中暑了。说了那么多次，什么时候是真的中暑？！</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">今天临上课前一个小时，天空开始下起雨来。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">喜欢我的房间，因为有窗口，还有街景。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">只是偶尔，在下雨时，来不及关窗时，雨会飘进来。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">偶尔，看看窗外，喧哗的街道；寂静无人的街道。。。</span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U8PItlye8jA/SRx3_JL09cI/AAAAAAAAACc/9Zat-ONBZ7Q/s1600-h/DSC00462.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_U8PItlye8jA/SRx3_JL09cI/AAAAAAAAACc/9Zat-ONBZ7Q/s320/DSC00462.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268217590797628866" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">通常，我起身的时候，已经是中午时分。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">偶尔看见窗外晴空万里，心情也会很愉快。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">我，很喜欢蓝天白云。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">它让我觉得很舒服，好像昨日的烦恼，也抛到万里之外</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">我什么都忘记了。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">睡觉时，我都不会关窗，因为我比较喜欢流畅的空气。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">还有，最主要的原因，我希望我可以在太阳升起时，</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">我也可以起身。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">虽然，很难。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">因为我一定可以躲过阳光，钻进被窝里。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">可是，我的房间是西斜。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">太阳快下山时，很热、很晒。</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8PItlye8jA/SRx5uO_y6JI/AAAAAAAAACk/DKbPpH6Vb0A/s1600-h/DSC00450.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_U8PItlye8jA/SRx5uO_y6JI/AAAAAAAAACk/DKbPpH6Vb0A/s320/DSC00450.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268219499323254930" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">偶尔，我可以看见很美很美的夕阳。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">红红的火球，渐渐往下掉。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">很多时候，我都很想拍下。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">可是手机的相机功能有限。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">遗憾</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">偶尔，我可以看到被渲染成橙红色的天空</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">我真的觉得，很舒服。</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">不知道什么时候开始，我开始喜欢瞭望天空</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">凝望海洋（当然这不能常坐）</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">那无尽的宽阔，让我迷恋</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">或许</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">我真的太眷恋 自由</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">根本不想被任何人夺掠</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);">我也很喜欢星空，还有月圆之夜。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);">星星和月亮，好像离我好远。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);">黑暗中的一点明亮</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">天空</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">嗯</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);">还有雨后的彩虹</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">很久没看到彩虹了</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">希望，有一天我可以在这里看到</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">我的房间，A-21-12</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);">写于，一个失眠的夜晚</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);">或许，背后真的很痛</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);">床已经走形了，不能支撑我</span><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7875574544231937178-4115829527899580281?l=yyqqistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-YaNQl-http://www.blogger.com/profile/17181887500376484282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7875574544231937178.post-31960949231277386442008-11-13T16:55:00.003+08:002010-07-28T02:18:55.698+08:00囍帖街<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U8PItlye8jA/SRvsHpS-l7I/AAAAAAAAACM/_SSfc6tjBgg/s1600-h/HK_LeeTungStreet.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_U8PItlye8jA/SRvsHpS-l7I/AAAAAAAAACM/_SSfc6tjBgg/s320/HK_LeeTungStreet.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268063805228619698" border="0" /></a><br /><p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">歌手：<a href="http://www.cnmp3.com/geshou/xieanqi.html" target="_blank">谢安琪</a></p><p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">忘掉种过的花 重新的出发 放弃理想吧<br />别再看 尘封的喜帖 你正在要搬家<br /><br />筑得起 人应该接受 都有日倒下<br />其实没有一种安稳快乐 永远也不差<br />就似这一区 曾经称得上 美满甲天下<br />但霎眼 全街的单位 快要住满乌鸦<br />好景不会与日常在 天梯不可只往上爬<br />爱的人 没有一生一世吗 大概不需要害怕<br /><br />忘掉爱过的他 当初的喜帖金箔印着那位他<br />裱起婚纱照那道墙及一切美丽旧年华 明日同步拆下<br /><br />忘掉有过的家 小餐枱沙发雪柜及两份红茶<br />温馨的光境不过借出到期拿回吗 等不到下一代 是吗<br /><br />忘掉砌过的沙 回忆的堡垒<br />剎那已倒下 面对这 坟起的荒土 你注定学会潇洒<br />阶砖不会拒绝磨蚀 窗花不可幽禁落霞<br />有感情 就会一生一世吗 又再惋惜有用吗<br /><br />忘掉爱过的他 当初的喜帖金箔印着那位他<br />裱起婚纱照那道墙及一切美丽旧年华 明日同步拆下<br /><br />忘掉有过的家 小餐枱沙发雪柜及两份红茶<br />温馨的光境不过借出到期拿回吗<br /><br />终须会时辰到 别怕 请放下手里那锁匙 好吗</p><p style="text-align: center;">---------------------------------------------------------------</p><p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">I listened for this song for quite some time ago, and yet... </p><p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">i used to listen and dont read to its lyrics..</p><p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">Today, sudd i read to the lyrics... and i think....</p><p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">囍帖街 is a street in HK which doing couples wedding invitation card and everyone went there when they are going to tie their knot.</p><p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">Due to civilisation and development, there are a lot of refurbishment on the old buildings. Developers buy the old buildings and redevelop the building into a new place and changed its original facade.. When there is no more empty land for development<br /></p><p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">Then the place might be another place to hang out for the citizen, as a new landmark of the place..</p><p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">Actually, it is quite sad to have this happen. I would rather the developer or the state government to redevelop the place and keep its origin so that our citizens, the next generations would have the chance to learn and know the history, the development of the place.</p><p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">But, developers still a businessman who want and have to earn money. </p><p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">The world still growing...</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7875574544231937178-3196094923127738644?l=yyqqistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-YaNQl-http://www.blogger.com/profile/17181887500376484282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7875574544231937178.post-19838711836202027452008-11-09T23:34:00.002+08:002008-11-09T23:58:26.971+08:00Rest ends, Work starts<span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">I'm back!! I just put down my thing.. Feel nice, but bit of tiring as i had been sitting in the car for about 6-7 hours. Even i'm the one who was sleeping...</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">It wasnt a party,but a lunch having together with my family memberssss.... including all my uncles,aunts, and cousinsss..... hahahaa!! Quite nice the food, but i dint really eat much as felt quite full.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">I did nothing at home,just watching TVB anniversary programmes with my siblings. I dint even chat with my parents even i wanna discuss with my mum should i buy the digital camera now.. Thinking...~ Mega sale coming lo~~ Hohohohoo...* 29th Nov</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Actually after the Penang trip with my classmates, sth strange happen. One of my gal friend suddenly get angry with the whole world. I was trying to talk to her, but nth get into her mind. Since then, i wont have the patient to do more than that. So i continue my days, relaxing.. Resting as i felt so tired after driving all the way from KL-Penang-KL.. </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Suddenly,i'm being complained.. She told my friend that i dint help her in the assignment and let her finish all the thing. My Gosh, this is my 1st time being complained. That feeling, terribly bad. Actually, i told her not to do and have a rest before continue.. She said, she slept a lot in the car so try to do sth now.. Well,i cant stop her... End up.......</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Ok,fine... Since then, i finished my rest now,and.. i will work as hard as i can throughout the week. Finish everything for her, and.. i also wan to do my own thesis as well...!! </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">I will do that!!! Turn into a new leaf after being re-charged.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7875574544231937178-1983871183620202745?l=yyqqistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-YaNQl-http://www.blogger.com/profile/17181887500376484282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7875574544231937178.post-46795067189874599722008-11-08T04:27:00.003+08:002008-11-08T04:36:10.796+08:00回家<span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" >4点多，我刚刚回到家里。原本想出去放松，结束整个星期的凌乱，怎知，是另一个故事的开始。<br />无聊，我真的觉得无聊。或许，大吵一场，真的可以解决问题。<br /><br />虽然，应该睡觉了，可是... 就想继续，写一写我的感受。<br />我已经一个月没回家了，我想是逃避。逃避之前的恐惧感。<br />一个星期与家人的旅行，压迫感的余悸，持续至今。<br />一直到上个星期，我带同学回家玩，我才发现，我开始想家了。<br />这个星期，我们会为婆婆庆祝生日。所以，我一定会回家。<br />我的心情，无比的兴奋，好像很久都没有回家<br /><br />希望，一切都会过得很好。<br />在家，不会拥有外头的压力，我可以忘记一切。<br />我要好好地休息。<br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7875574544231937178-4679506718987459972?l=yyqqistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-YaNQl-http://www.blogger.com/profile/17181887500376484282noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7875574544231937178.post-29783646028074576032008-11-07T16:24:00.002+08:002008-11-07T16:31:49.629+08:00Stories of Mine · 我的所见所闻<span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">HHhhoooOOoohoooooOOoo~</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">Finally my new blog being set up!!!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">I'm quite satisfy this time as i can add in all the features that i like..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">and so the song.. </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">Everytime when i have insomnia, i would have to listen to this song</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">Everytime when i'm too tension, i would have to listen to this song</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">Everytime when i'm too upset, i would have to listen to this song</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">This is a song from a TVB drama, and this is the beginning part of the song..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">Sth would really bring my mind to the broad field, greenish, windy, and most importantly, relaxing!!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">I shift from my old blog to here as i think Blogspot really provide a better service and, it works faster than my old blog... blog.com</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">Hopefully it can really satisfy and fulfill all my needs and requirements....</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">Anyway, this time i have invited some of my friends.... and this is actually a private blog and only opened for invited personnel...</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);">^^ All the best to u guys</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7875574544231937178-2978364602807457603?l=yyqqistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-YaNQl-http://www.blogger.com/profile/17181887500376484282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7875574544231937178.post-71199229427296452802008-11-07T12:14:00.000+08:002010-07-28T02:13:24.761+08:00梦<div class="posttext"><span style="color: rgb(127, 63, 0); font-size: 14px;">这一个早晨，天气晴朗，一屋子的人都在为自己的事情忙碌。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(127, 63, 0); font-size: 14px;">终于，新郎到了，他来迎娶今天出嫁的阿姨。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(127, 63, 0); font-size: 14px;">经过一番的礼仪，新郎终于启程，把阿姨去回去了。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(127, 63, 0); font-size: 14px;">我也随着兄弟们，浩浩荡荡走了。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(127, 63, 0); font-size: 14px;">转眼间，我回到了我的家。那家的规模挺大，是角头间。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(127, 63, 0); font-size: 14px;">忽然，屋外大棚了，棚里挂了一切旗帜。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(127, 63, 0); font-size: 14px;">我以为我去错了家，可是不是，所以硬着头皮走进去</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(127, 63, 0); font-size: 14px;">我被通知，婆婆去世了，爸爸也去世了。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(127, 63, 0); font-size: 14px;">就几分钟后。。。。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(127, 63, 0); font-size: 14px;">我，我，我......... 该怎样反应？？</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(17, 17, 17);">**********************************************************</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 255); font-size: 14px;">这是几天前我做的一个梦，恶梦。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 255); font-size: 14px;">醒来以后，我很怕，很想打回家，可是。。我不想告诉妈妈，我有这样的一个梦</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 255); font-size: 14px;">害怕的感觉，一直持续，还好后来跟朋友说了梦，希望梦，不会发生。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 255); font-size: 14px;">因为，其实叔叔就要结婚了，我不要！！</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 255); font-size: 14px;">我知道，婆婆最后的心愿就是看到最后一个儿子，成家立室</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 255); font-size: 14px;">因此，今天向把这个梦再写出来。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 255); font-size: 14px;">不是迷信，就是宁可信其有，不可信其无。^^</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7875574544231937178-7119922942729645280?l=yyqqistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-YaNQl-http://www.blogger.com/profile/17181887500376484282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7875574544231937178.post-51905194333554470832008-11-07T12:09:00.000+08:002008-11-07T12:11:38.340+08:00我真的觉得自己的朋友少了<span style="color: rgb(127, 0, 127); font-size: 14px;">记得以前有一位朋友曾经这样说过 “我以为我上到advanced diploma，朋友就会越来越少，怎知还是有很多喝茶的机会”</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(127, 0, 127); font-size: 14px;">现在，我想说，恭喜他。因为我的人缘不如他。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(127, 0, 127); font-size: 14px;">不知道为什么，我真的觉得自己的朋友少了。每次见面，废话连篇时，都是那一些人。我觉得自己无聊，但是一个人时，更无聊，更寂寞。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(127, 0, 127); font-size: 14px;">挂在网上一整天，只是跟几个人，寒暄几句，我没有很认真地想聊。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(127, 0, 127); font-size: 14px;">我好像没有了朋友。在朋友栏上，来来回回，无数次的重复，还是没有结果。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(127, 0, 127); font-size: 14px;">最后的最后，我看到了我的pendrive..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(127, 0, 127); font-size: 14px;">我想起，我有戏可以看。珠光宝气。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(127, 0, 127); font-size: 14px;">虽然没有太高的期望，但还是想看。或许，期望低了，换来的会是惊喜。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(127, 0, 127); font-size: 14px;">多么希望可以一直看到我睡着了时...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(127, 0, 127); font-size: 14px;">结束了。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(127, 0, 127); font-size: 14px;">没了。<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Sunday,October 26, 2008</span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"> </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" >: Written</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7875574544231937178-5190519433355447083?l=yyqqistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-YaNQl-http://www.blogger.com/profile/17181887500376484282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7875574544231937178.post-68869347434391842992008-11-07T12:02:00.003+08:002010-07-28T02:16:38.723+08:00想要谈恋爱，只是，对的人，在何方？！<span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 96, 191);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 96, 191);">其实很多时候，我都不明白为什么朋友会跟某某人开始一段所谓的恋情。或许我赞成、反对，但是无论如何，我都不会出声，因为我觉得，这始终不是我的事情，我是局外人，我惟有祝福。衷心地。因为我觉得，或许他们可以修成正果。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 96, 191);">为什么我会不明白？！或许对于爱情，少了那一份应该要有的不理智。我，或许太理智了；或许，太现实。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 96, 191);">我想要的，绝对不止是一段开心的爱情。这段爱情当中，还包括很多很多。我觉得，我想要的，在这阶段，他们都无法给我，所以，在我眼中，没有所谓的他。他们，都只是我的朋友。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 96, 191);">爱情，已经不再只是单纯的喜欢。还有对方的性格、习惯，生活上的细节，经济能力，... ... 最后，还有对方的家人。爱屋及乌，真的这么容易？呵呵 ^^ (我不觉得这是挑剔，因为我没有要求对方改变，就只是希望，我喜欢的，是原本的对方)</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 96, 191);">我眼看朋友，一个又一个都有了另一半。以前，我从来都不羡慕，因为我觉得，他们。。还不是一个可靠的‘男人’。（或许我心里，也渴望一段细水长流的爱情）</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 96, 191);">除此以外，我觉得，我还没有准备跟他一起分享我的生活。当两个人在一起的时候，其实很多事情都应该一起经历，一起玩乐、哭泣等。当两个人在一起，却过着各自的生活，好像缺少了什么似的。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 96, 191);">我太喜欢自由自在的生活了，我很害怕别人对我的约束。当我想出去时，即使家人我都不喜欢交待，反正就是附近，很快我就会回来。我明白交待的原因，但是我就是很讨厌这东西。所以。。。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 96, 191);">其实，我个人觉得，现在真爱越来越难找了。看见朋友分分离离，觉得爱情好像已经失去了当初的意义。两个人在一起，不需要理由；分开时，也可以敷衍了事。</span> <br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 255);">最近开始真正一个人的生活，我自己一个人住。很多时候，我其实很害怕喧闹以后的落寞。那安静的可怕的气氛，偶尔，真的无从适应。然而，我还是享受自己一个人的时候。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 255);">假期结束前，跟家人旅行去了。那在一起的几天里，很开心。可是，那一刻我明白，我缺少了属于自己的那一块。当假期结束，回到自己的空间时，我如释重放。在最后一刻，我才知晓。</span><br /><br />我不太清楚，我想要怎样的他。但是我希望在一起的日子，是互相依靠、扶持，不是任何一方照顾对方。爱情是需要两个50分的人去完成的任务。<br />想要谈恋爱，不是最近的事情。念头出现了一段时间，只是，对的人，在何方？！<br />也许，知道自己年事渐高。因此开始想要物色一个可以跟自己相伴的人。可是，谈何容易！<br />越来越多人问"有男朋友吗?";"那是你的男朋友啊？";".......男朋友......."<br />我从来都不会认真回答这样的问题，只有最亲近的朋友清楚知道我的状况。不想多加解释，因为我觉得这始终是我自己的事情。当一切确定以后再向大家公布，也还不迟。<br /><br />*后记 : 在一个不想睡的凌晨，写下了自己的想法、看法。没有任何的原因。一直以来都很想写下，只是不懂得整理，所以都没有写下。只是一个记录，我曾经是这么想。 </span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7875574544231937178-6886934743439184299?l=yyqqistories.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-YaNQl-http://www.blogger.com/profile/17181887500376484282noreply@blogger.com0