tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-76598207754166184692024-03-05T22:20:42.763+08:00aLL abOut PArtial..人生的长短不由我去控制,
记忆虽说可放在心里,
但是有谁可以把生活的一点一滴记得清清楚楚??
我借用这里,
把我生活的点点滴滴纪录下来。。
朋友们,
我们不能时常联络,
但我还是想和你们分享我的喜怒哀乐。。
因为朋友是永远的。。Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01449645664317251173noreply@blogger.comBlogger137125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7659820775416618469.post-5358251417138934572013-01-12T00:46:00.000+08:002013-01-12T00:46:26.435+08:00重出江湖。。。很久,真的很久没把自己的心声倾诉在这个部落格了。<br />
不知不觉已踏入社会差不多三年了。<br />
时间真的过的很快。<br />
在我踏入社会之前,<br />
有人说无论你读书多么厉害,<br />
社会学是最难掌握的。<br />
我绝对赞成。<br />
人性真的可以是很恐怖的,<br />
这个社会是你无可想象的宇宙,<br />
此时,个人的修行是重点了。<br />
我自认我还可以控制自己的情绪,<br />
虽然不是最好,<br />
可是我会以自己的方式去释怀心理的不满。<br />
朋友们都说我这个人怎么时常都那么看得开,<br />
我自问,我也有低沉的一刻,<br />
可是我不会让自己沉醉在那里。<br />
因为事情不会因为消沉而消失。<br />
老土讲一句,<br />
伤心又要过,开心又要过,<br />
为什么不开开心心地过?<br />
我没有远大的理想,也没有天大的梦想,<br />
我只想过着我不会遗憾的生活。<br />
朋友,你有过的如何呢?<br />
<br />
<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01449645664317251173noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7659820775416618469.post-24528128206926204912012-04-11T18:25:00.002+08:002012-04-11T18:41:59.727+08:00地震后的感言当我在享受假期的当儿,<div>突然感觉到整身都有不正常的摇动,</div><div>以为自己想太多,</div><div>可是我真的看见桌上的水罐的水也在摇动,</div><div>我才开始意识到是所谓的地震。</div><div>它维持了差不多五分钟,</div><div>我开始觉得害怕了。</div><div>那时候,我在想如果地震愈来愈严重,</div><div>我应该怎么办?</div><div>我完全没有主意。</div><div>原来我一点安全意识都没有,</div><div>好失败。</div><div>还好过了差不多五分钟,</div><div>摇动停了。</div><div>心也静下来了。</div><div>可是面子书一直上传晚上槟城将会有Tsunami的到来,</div><div>我的担心又回来了。</div><div>如果是真的发生,</div><div>我应该怎么办?</div><div>明天的我将会怎样?</div><div>我。。。。。。。</div><div>还有很多事情牵挂着。</div><div>我。。。。。。。</div><div>感到很无奈。</div><div>珍惜当下。。。</div><div>我真的体会到这句话的真正意思了。</div><div>拨了一通电话给家人,</div><div>很想听听他们的声音。</div><div>朋友,大家小心了。</div><div><br /></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01449645664317251173noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7659820775416618469.post-84402087067389636782012-01-09T21:19:00.003+08:002012-01-09T21:37:34.187+08:00你还会有多少个十年?人生本来就是很矛盾的。<div>有人投诉没时间,因为工作忙。</div><div>常说不是我想要加班的,</div><div>而是工作真的做不完。</div><div>但试想,</div><div>有人可以每天准时下班,</div><div>是不是代表他把所有工作做完?</div><div>是不是代表他不负责任?</div><div>我想是因为他懂得自律。</div><div>他懂得什么是必要,什么是应该。</div><div>刚开始踏入工作社会,</div><div>以为拼命工作才会有前途。</div><div>所以不惜一切,</div><div>把所有时间花在工作上,</div><div>忽略了家人,情人与朋友。</div><div>没了自己的生活。</div><div>搞得自己长期活在压力下,</div><div>身体变差了,工钱也没加得比人快很多。</div><div>人生每有多少个十年,</div><div>报纸每天刊登无数的意外与天灾,</div><div>你还会有多少个十年?</div><div>就连分钟也无法让你掌握。</div><div>享受你有能力得来的生活吧!</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01449645664317251173noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7659820775416618469.post-42297193560197934302011-09-07T17:10:00.002+08:002011-09-07T17:29:22.774+08:00Walking to another career path..Having 1 week of break now..<div>Without work.. Without homework.. </div><div>Even after i graduate last year, </div><div>I not even rest for 1 week before i started to work..</div><div>In the past 1 month,</div><div>Many things happened around me.. </div><div>Happy? Sad? Excite? Shock? </div><div>How i wish I can delete all the unhappiness things..</div><div>I need to be strong..</div><div>Not all things will go right like what I looking for.. </div><div>Time to keep up my mind and start my another new journey in Penang..</div><div>It may know be better than before but still i will do my best in whatever i do.. </div><div>I need to keep up my spirit and attitude to continue my career path.. </div><div>Sure feel uncomfortable to move in another new environment.. </div><div>Feel unsecure.. </div><div>But still i will be brave and walk 1 step forward.. </div><div>Gambateh la.. </div><div> </div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01449645664317251173noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7659820775416618469.post-76727511790772508272011-08-16T09:47:00.002+08:002011-08-16T10:08:01.849+08:00Heart pain!1 year and 4 months ago, i have decided to stay at ipoh for work.. <div>no high salary..</div><div>not much benefits..</div><div>not the field that i wanted to go in..</div><div>but still i'm here due to 1 reason..</div><div>F.A.M.I.L.Y..</div><div>especially my grandma.. </div><div>wanted to spend more time with her.. </div><div>in this 1 year and 4 months, </div><div>the time that i spent at home is not what i expected.. </div><div>i tend to do more OT than i expected due to work load..</div><div>i only get to see my grandma in the weekend due to she slept before i get back home</div><div>and wake up after i went work..</div><div>Honestly, this 1 year and 4 months i learned very fast and alot.. </div><div>due to the stress and pressure which i cannot afford to be slow.. </div><div>good thing?? maybe.. </div><div>but the stress and pressure getting more and more when i stay longer.. </div><div>turn over rate here is very high which make the current engineers stressful..</div><div>especially the working environment in my dept..
<br />no doubt, engineer is really like an 'anjing liar'.. </div><div>thats y 1 month ago,</div><div>i decided to leave.. </div><div>to continue my learning in different place..</div><div>to step out from the comfort zone, family..</div><div>try to be independent..</div><div>i not sure what is the environment in my new company.. </div><div>worst than current company??</div><div>more stressful than current company??</div><div>i cant even save more when i away from ipoh.. </div><div>but i just dun feel like staying in this company anymore.. </div><div>However, </div><div>few days ago, </div><div>my grandma accidently fell down and fractured her bone..</div><div>she cannot walk for now.. </div><div>no appetite to eat.. </div><div>suffer in pain..</div><div>which make my heart pain whenever i see her now..</div><div>she admitted hospital yesterday.. </div><div>Now i wonder,</div><div>do i make the right choice to leave now? </div><div>should i away from home now?? </div><div>I have no idea.. </div><div>sleepless for few nights.. </div><div>what can i do now?? </div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01449645664317251173noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7659820775416618469.post-61677070196000262992011-05-02T21:57:00.002+08:002011-05-02T22:01:17.756+08:00What will happen when ballon are pump full with air?fear are always with me nowadays.. <div>just finished a long weekend with a day extra.. </div><div>but i did went for work during sat and sun which i not suppose to..</div><div>pressure are hunting me.. </div><div>i really feel like giving up but i know i cannot.. </div><div>I'm not depending on this job to continue my life..</div><div>But i'm depending this job to make me stronger.. </div><div>What will happen when ballon are pump full with air? </div><div>What will happen when no more space for the air but air keep going in? </div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01449645664317251173noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7659820775416618469.post-13050643760055791302011-04-28T01:53:00.002+08:002011-04-28T02:19:35.097+08:00Am i stress? I'm lost!Since long time i never update anything in my blog. <div>A blog that accompany me during my university life..</div><div>A blog that shares all my feeling with my friends..</div><div>A blog that let me release all my happiness, sadness, excitement and etc..</div><div>Life getting different when i step inside working environment.. </div><div>Not a life that i can control like previously.. </div><div>I can score well if i study well.. </div><div>But i might not do well in working place although i hardworking.. </div><div>There is still something lacking that i cannot figure what it is at this moment.. </div><div>I'm trying hard, really hard to get used to this working life.. </div><div>I'm trying my best, very best to do well in the work that need to be done..</div><div>I'm trying my best to learn more technical stuff to gain own knowledge..</div><div>I'm trying, I'm trying and I'm trying.. </div><div>Sometimes i feel tired to keep on trying.. </div><div>Can i just give up and live the way i want? </div><div>I can't.. </div><div>Cause i cannot even pass my own heart's wall..</div><div>I always hope that i can just relax like others people.. </div><div>But i can't convince myself to do that.. </div><div>Why i cannot? </div><div>Why? </div><div>I started to have nightmare about my work during my sleeping time..</div><div>I started to fall sick more often than previous.. </div><div>I started to have headache and gastric in regular basis. </div><div>Am I stress? What should i do? I'm lost!!!</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01449645664317251173noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7659820775416618469.post-11934300437809258062010-08-16T21:39:00.002+08:002010-08-16T21:45:30.180+08:00learn from mistake..mistake is just like a dessert in our life.. <div>not our main course but it is a small part in the meal..</div><div>no matter how hard you prevent, </div><div>mistake might just happen..</div><div>today i make a mistake in my work..</div><div>i guess is a good way to learn..</div><div>learn from mistake is always the best way..</div><div>good luck to me tmr..</div><div>because im going to call my customer to tell what had happened..</div><div>be brave.. </div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01449645664317251173noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7659820775416618469.post-34593827837936262312010-08-15T12:13:00.002+08:002010-08-15T13:30:12.434+08:00My Convocation5 years ago, i came to this place without any knowledge and future.. <div>i came here with a blur mind and empty life.. </div><div>away from my lovely house where full of love..</div><div>the feeling wasn't good when i was inside the car and my house was getting smaller and smaller in eye sight. </div><div>away from all the friends that i know and came to a place which full of strangers..</div><div>when i was sending my family go off in hostel,</div><div>my tears dropped.. </div><div>an empty heart which full of fears..</div><div>luckily in my house got another chinese gal which is the 1st friend i get to know in Uniten..</div><div>A gal that very good in study and good treasurer i guess..</div><div>Yee Siong, </div><div>height is not the barrier for both of us..</div><div>housemate - roommate - housemate --> oni wall can separate us.. </div><div>thanks for sharing your knowledge with me in these years..</div><div>1st day 1st class went to alone and sat beside 2 gals.. </div><div>2 gals that not in the same course with me but yet can click with me for 5 years..</div><div>which are rebecca bunai and karen lim.. </div><div>2 gals that not tat normal in a way but yet this is the way where we can click with..</div><div>2 gals that brought me to the church and let me know more about Jesus Christ..</div><div>during foundation,</div><div>we used to everyday eat dinner at same time same place and same gang no matter rainning or windy..</div><div>a gang of leng luisssss..</div><div>me, yee siong, rebecca, karen lim, wendy ling, kathy, mun yi, hooi ping and sometimes may peng..</div><div>at there we met another gang of guys which looks very nerd that time.. </div><div>they also went to the same place, same time and same gang..</div><div>a gang of leng zaisssss..</div><div>wee ser, boon heng and chuen hang..</div><div>that hows we clicked in..</div><div>During 1st year, i was selected to become the head of program..</div><div>with the 2 assistants that fully banana.. </div><div>or i should said 70% banana.. </div><div>another 2 leng zai,</div><div>doou han and zhen jian..</div><div>i was nervous to work with them because my english was not good..</div><div>but in the end,</div><div>3 of us became good friends..</div><div>where bring a lot happiness to me..</div><div>you 2 always my best partners..</div><div>not to forget,</div><div>2 exhousemates and 1 ipohmate..</div><div>also leng luissss..</div><div>kim, san and adeline..</div><div>a gang of leng lui that like to do crazy things..</div><div>rmb bbq in our apartment before?</div><div>make me drunk by wine where i did alot of ugly actions..</div><div>really nice to meet u 3.. </div><div>next for a gang of crazy gang aka aero club members..</div><div>i really cannot recall how we can join as a gang..</div><div>a gang that full of different characteristic..</div><div><br /></div><div>me - which is the most leng and brain can function the fastest for nonsense things..</div><div>wee ser - a johor guy that tried very best to speak cantonese.. (we tried our best to und his cantonese too)</div><div>yee siong - the smallest size in our gang but the sifu almost in everything except sports.. haha..</div><div>boon heng - CUTE poser.. our gang tong sampah which sapu all the left over foods..</div><div>li chiat - who call himself messi koo but we think messy koo suit him more.. a guy with nice butt..</div><div>wei keat - a person that like mostly absent or late to morning classes.. sleep sleep and sleep..</div><div>hee guan - a liverpool supporter which never walk alone.. our pc software sifu..</div><div>harvey fong - don't sit with him if you are hungry.. his stomach capacity is very huge..</div><div>kelvin chong - a very good singer who can sing rock song VERY WELL.. (HEY YO~~~~)</div><div>may peng - the dai ka jie of us.. don't try to keep secret from her.. at least make sure she is not the last person who know the secret.. if not you are in trouble..</div><div>joseph chin - a very thin guy that every night will ajak housemates go for supper..</div><div>chee liang - got a very good voice and INTERESTING way to talk that hardly get from other ppl else.. </div><div>mei wyin - a cool gal that whatever in whatever she do.. final exam is just like an assignment for her.. nothing can make her stress except cannot play computer games..</div><div>last but not least..</div><div>JASON CHOONG - a guy that changed my life alot.. he appeared in my life 2 years ago from no way.. He always support me and be with me no matter what i did and how i behave.. Distance is not the barrier for both of us because love is the bridge between our heart..</div><div><br /></div><div>thats the members for my crazy gang which created a lot good, funny, nice and crazy memories in my uni life.. </div><div>the life where we................</div><div>sing k and dancing in the room, study in library and mcd for exams, watch football middle of the nite, play mahjong, yum cha, dinner, travel (muar, melaka, johor, ipoh, genting, raub, bukit tinggi and PHUKET), watch movie, play aiya bomba, special ways to celebrate everyone bday, play basketball, jogging, futsal, football, badminton, steamboat in the house and etc.. </div><div><br /></div><div>other than this,</div><div>there are still many friends that i get to know in my uni life.. </div><div>i never mention ur name here doesn't means that i 4get bout u..</div><div>you all make my life so much fun and interesting..</div><div>5 years memories wanna share in this blog is impossible..</div><div>i will keep all in my heart..</div><div>thanks all my friends..</div><div><br /></div><div>08/08/10,</div><div>a lovely sunday..</div><div>im wearing an attire that i only get to see in drama..</div><div>i cannot believe that i really did it..</div><div>i finally graduate..</div><div>with the accompany of my family,</div><div>i came to this place again..</div><div>with confident and exciting mood..</div><div>to tell my parents,</div><div>im not wasting the 5 years away from home..</div><div>im did my best in everything i do..</div><div>with all the reminders that they gave me before DUMPED me in Uniten.. </div><div>sitting in the hall waiting for my turn to get up to the stage make me very super nervous.. </div><div>because this might be the only chance to wear like this in my life..</div><div>a square hat and a super big jacket that don't have any button.. </div><div><br /></div><div>I AM PROUD WITH WHAT I HAVE ACHIEVED.. </div><div>I AM PROUD WITH WHO I AM NOW..</div><div>I AM SATISFIED WITH MY LIFE NOW..</div><div>I AM CHERISH THE PEOPLE THAT LOVE ME SO MUCH..</div><div>I LOVE ALL OF YOU..... </div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01449645664317251173noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7659820775416618469.post-69970615714480564882010-08-15T12:09:00.000+08:002010-08-15T12:10:24.028+08:00那天。。今天。。<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 19px; ">那天,我跟随家人带着无助的心情来到这个陌生的地方。<br />那天,我独自一个人在房里哭泣。<br />那天,我没朋友在身边的陪伴。<br />那天,我不敢想象我日后的生活是什么样子。<br />那天,我天天都想家。<br />那天,我是多么的单纯。<br />今天,我满怀信心地带领家人来到这里。<br />今天,我不再是一个人了。<br />今天,我的眼泪只为感动而流。<br />今天,我有一班好知己的陪伴。<br />今天,我已经毕业了。<br />当我坐在台下,感觉难以形容。<br />开心,感动,感激,兴奋,感触,伤心,无奈,紧张,担心等交叉在心中。<br />大学生涯一点一滴的浮现在我脑海里。<br />熬夜赶功课,在课堂打瞌睡,和朋友吹水,熬夜看足球,追连续剧到半夜,躲在图书馆临时抱佛脚,唱卡啦Ok,抄功课等等。<br />平凡的生活,但却给我人生上了多姿多彩的色彩。<br />日子一天一天的过着。<br />眨眼间,五年的岁月就这样过去了。<br />我长大了,也变成熟了。<br />爸妈,谢谢你们一路的照顾。<br />朋友们,谢谢你们的陪伴。<br />面对人生的另一个转折点,我们要更勇敢的面对,闯出一片天空。</span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01449645664317251173noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7659820775416618469.post-7147032454563495052010-07-19T22:16:00.004+08:002010-07-19T23:08:35.785+08:00accident happened..<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjko1l7cSE8hyphenhyphenHePZ3LkG_rZIdUXp3dlEHKxldo8reaTuCIsv1gFiYP46NU6W2hJ31ZW1Bd7e-pkLhwgc_HHo6BY4FPdZf7ziIO27i8orqwQBLVaMkTipboP6YkRi9noBY1Br93BNKX2iH9/s1600/P1010207.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjko1l7cSE8hyphenhyphenHePZ3LkG_rZIdUXp3dlEHKxldo8reaTuCIsv1gFiYP46NU6W2hJ31ZW1Bd7e-pkLhwgc_HHo6BY4FPdZf7ziIO27i8orqwQBLVaMkTipboP6YkRi9noBY1Br93BNKX2iH9/s320/P1010207.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495634322470043714" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">oppppss.. sorry daddy..</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4pmOZvIOnf7QS2sY6PJBWK2-rMwP5Sbk3tbJ5BSUiyr7x5b2irDN2LidjMwWEpUBkwhFON0Ghr35Jp_LZW_4rkd6vv4JePMssBN-w77um1vrf11s5PKoBrO1VWPG3ziben6ZsdUE6-Clf/s1600/P1010205.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4pmOZvIOnf7QS2sY6PJBWK2-rMwP5Sbk3tbJ5BSUiyr7x5b2irDN2LidjMwWEpUBkwhFON0Ghr35Jp_LZW_4rkd6vv4JePMssBN-w77um1vrf11s5PKoBrO1VWPG3ziben6ZsdUE6-Clf/s320/P1010205.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495633555873525410" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">number plat also gone</div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" 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href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGUBI1LO536mZ8Q1Z6CQyGAwCSpnyXrtMXoZ1dVmtTLMtGEvzwBQ-M9CJQ5QkslJEnxvxiyoIUXhB-3dGsH4RX4CBYOldM5hHXvvwp-xNWdN4R0cK6korPYdQc2ttd2tMnqSQ1eBOUJ9HE/s1600/P1010193.JPG">27 years old car.. </a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "></span><div><div style="text-align: left;">no matter how careful you are,</div><div>no matter how many years experience u had,</div><div>accident will also happen without your notice.</div><div>in my 6 years of driving life,</div><div>total 4 accidents on road.</div><div>although all not my fault in the first place,</div><div>but i really started to get phobia in driving already.</div><div>i feel so sorry to my dad.</div><div>cause the 2 cars also my dad's babies.</div><div>i guess no one will wipe the cars almost everyday.</div><div>some more although is an old car,</div><div>my dad don't even thought of selling it.</div><div>27 years..</div><div>a car that fetch us here and there since i came to this world.</div><div>dad,</div><div>Im sorry.</div><div><br /></div></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01449645664317251173noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7659820775416618469.post-27441939797482701492010-05-14T23:12:00.006+08:002010-05-15T00:14:39.856+08:00more coming up..<div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgc36W-G6QTusXBD-TuOaNy_bDdqMSvuVwvnOF445Fk0NwCO1iVicrA8cuj85LbC-cqfcKPJWS4b93UCWmuX7jSagT7VV82ywGSX4QlZkkZAW6AS5JXciskP_Ndbvkn__lJMb_B4oYIbr2a/s1600/P1000106.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" 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href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEAl7w6nYKbhWQdJb2JbgbYAKcXuOSbx9h2e3bWNap4FYaAO-a7vNsg2FYgNuHp4xaC2Z664oDbQXRW2OSSg1u06nA_olGC9ma5I5k-KXoYJK6QI6ykP2g9GZReik7e4DNqyjei3i5xk6B/s1600/P1000080.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEAl7w6nYKbhWQdJb2JbgbYAKcXuOSbx9h2e3bWNap4FYaAO-a7vNsg2FYgNuHp4xaC2Z664oDbQXRW2OSSg1u06nA_olGC9ma5I5k-KXoYJK6QI6ykP2g9GZReik7e4DNqyjei3i5xk6B/s320/P1000080.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471150158444450146" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhncCCA2WgaL6G9ocHokI-fqLNxcxE8SB6gUph_XccaT6-LLVHp8u_JBGQ4cMamhf7zrk_ZAnE_mv2i4irIoIBvS17xxS44o-2jsqRL7f7tcn_2lMgdM2aaMEIPhaq-6TWgHKp500L7gdhi/s1600/P1000041.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhncCCA2WgaL6G9ocHokI-fqLNxcxE8SB6gUph_XccaT6-LLVHp8u_JBGQ4cMamhf7zrk_ZAnE_mv2i4irIoIBvS17xxS44o-2jsqRL7f7tcn_2lMgdM2aaMEIPhaq-6TWgHKp500L7gdhi/s320/P1000041.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471150147221091650" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Although i already started to work,<div>but still i took a week holiday to Phuket with my gang of crazy friends.</div><div>experienced something that i never did before in my life like snookering, got drunk by beers, had my meals in seven eleven, banana boat (where i really feel like giving up CLIMB up the boat again after fall off) and did alot scandals too.. which only can preview in our aero group..</div><div><br /></div><div>i guess pictures is better than words.. so i will upload some photos in Phuket..</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01449645664317251173noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7659820775416618469.post-54963204312609135362010-04-20T21:43:00.003+08:002010-04-20T21:55:12.281+08:001st day of work..2day is my 1st day of my real life working.. <div>but the feeling was like the time when i just entered uniten..</div><div>registration and orientation..</div><div>sitting at the same place for whole day..</div><div>listening to different speakers gave briefing on something that are common sense and something that we have no idea what it is about..</div><div>whole day i still no idea what my job scope or real working place will be.. </div><div>the curiosity is still deep in my heart..</div><div>yesterday night although i slept early,</div><div>but i cannot slept well..</div><div>throughout the night, </div><div>i kept waking up..</div><div>my brain keep on flashing on what my working life will be..</div><div>honestly,</div><div>i nervous and worry..</div><div>cause i will be in a new environment..</div><div>last time during intern,</div><div>i still can countdown when these kind of life will end,</div><div>but now??</div><div>how should i countdown??</div><div>55 years old??</div><div>and now i just 23 years old..</div><div>32 years more??</div><div>years... is not days.. or months.. </div><div>although it seems endless now,</div><div>but still i will try to enjoy my working life..</div><div>its not the way u look at it,</div><div>but is the way u go trough it.. </div><div>I noticed a very big difference between my intern and real working life..</div><div>which is when im back home,</div><div>my mum home cook foods are already on the table waiting for me..</div><div>this kind of feeling is so sweet..</div><div>maybe im stupid enough to reject a 3.6k salary work in kl,</div><div>but i think im smart enough to choose to based in ipoh where my family is around me.. </div><div>all my friends,</div><div>enjoy ur working life or your holiday life..</div><div>and to the crazy gang,</div><div>cant wait to see you all in phuket d...</div><div>take care ya.. hehe.. </div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01449645664317251173noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7659820775416618469.post-1651299846119419082010-04-12T12:30:00.001+08:002010-04-12T12:31:44.361+08:00Coming up...since i am going to settle my thesis soon and i will be back to ipoh this week..<div>so i guess i got time to update my long lost blog.. </div><div>stay tune for my latest update.. </div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01449645664317251173noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7659820775416618469.post-48141840701410876322010-03-05T18:20:00.000+08:002010-03-05T18:23:29.480+08:00蘿蔔、蛋和咖啡~<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; ">並不是樹木忍受、抵抗了四季的考驗;<br /><br />而是四季經過了樹木,帶出了樹木的成熟。<br /><br /><span>--------------------------</span><wbr><span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "></span><span>--------------------------</span><wbr><span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "></span>----<br /><br /><span>一個女兒對她的父親抱怨,說她的生命是如何如何痛苦、無</span><wbr><span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "></span><span>助,她是多麼想要健康地走下去,但是她已失去方向,整個</span><wbr><span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "></span><span>人惶惶然然,只想放棄。她已厭煩了抗拒、掙扎,但是問題</span><wbr><span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "></span>似乎一個接著一個,讓她毫無招架之力。<br /><br /><span>當廚師的父親,二話不說,拉起心愛女兒的手,走向廚房。</span><wbr><span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "></span><span>他燒了三鍋水,當水滾了之後,他在第一個鍋子裡放進蘿蔔</span><wbr><span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "></span>,第二個鍋子裡放了一顆蛋,第三個鍋子中則放進了咖啡。<br /><br /><span>狐疑的女兒望著父親,不知所以然,而父親只是溫柔地握著</span><wbr><span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "></span><span>她的手,示意她不要說話,靜靜地看著滾燙的水,以令人熾</span><wbr><span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "></span>熱的溫度燒滾著鍋裡的蘿蔔、蛋和咖啡。<br /><br /><span>一段時間過後,父親把鍋裡的蘿蔔、蛋撈起來各放進碗中,</span><wbr><span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "></span><span>把咖啡濾過倒進杯子,問:「寶貝,你看到了什麼?」女兒</span><wbr><span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "></span>說:「蘿蔔、蛋和咖啡。」<br /><br /><span>父親把女兒拉近,要女兒摸摸經過沸水燒煮的蘿蔔,蘿蔔已</span><wbr><span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "></span><span>被煮的軟爛;他要女兒拿蛋,敲碎薄硬的蛋殼,細心觀察著</span><wbr><span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "></span><span>這顆水煮蛋;然後,他要女兒嚐嚐咖啡,女兒笑起來,喝著</span><wbr><span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "></span><span>咖啡,聞到濃濃的香味。女兒謙虛恭敬地問:「爸,這是什</span><wbr><span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "></span>麼意思?」<br /><br /><span>父親解釋,這三樣東西面對相同的逆境,也就是滾燙的水,</span><wbr><span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "></span><span>反應卻各不相同,原本粗硬、堅實的蘿蔔,在滾水中卻變軟</span><wbr><span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "></span><span>了,這個蛋原本非常脆弱,它那薄硬的外殼起初保護了它液</span><wbr><span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "></span><span>體似的內容物,但是經過滾水的沸騰之後,蛋殼內卻變硬了</span><wbr><span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "></span><span>;而粉末似的咖啡卻非常特別,在滾燙的熱水中,它竟然改</span><wbr><span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "></span>變了水。<br /><br />「妳呢?我的女兒,妳是什麼?」<br /><br /><span>父親慈愛地摸著雖已長大成人,卻一時失去勇氣女兒的頭說</span><wbr><span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "></span>:<br /><br /><br />「當逆境來到妳的門前,妳作何反應呢?<br /><br /><span>妳是看似堅強的蘿蔔,但痛苦與逆境到來時卻變得軟弱,失</span><wbr><span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "></span>去力量嗎?<br /><br />或者妳原本是一顆蛋,有著柔順易變的心?<br /><br />但是卻在經歷死亡、分離、困境之後,變得僵硬頑強?<br /><br />或者,妳就像是咖啡?咖啡將那帶來痛苦的沸水改變了,<br /><br />當它的溫度高升到一百多度時,水變成了美味的咖啡,<br /><br /><br /><span>如果妳像咖啡,當逆境到來,一切不如意時,妳就會變得更</span><wbr><span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "></span><span>好,而且將外在的一切轉變的更加令人歡喜,懂嗎?我的寶</span><wbr><span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "></span><span>貝女兒?妳要讓逆境摧折妳,還是妳來轉變,讓身邊的一切</span><wbr><span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "></span>人事物感覺更美好、更良善?」</span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01449645664317251173noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7659820775416618469.post-39858039342021807152010-02-24T11:10:00.002+08:002010-02-24T11:45:06.076+08:00CNY2010although there are 15 days for CNY<div>but to me, CNY is already come to the end when i went back to UNITEN..</div><div>this year CNY is not the same as previous years..</div><div>no open house and yet angpau also lesser..</div><div>actually during CNY, i will be busy follow my parents go to his friends' open house..</div><div>almost every night at least 1 friend.. </div><div>sometimes even need to rush for 3 houses in 1 night..</div><div>adult will gamble, drink alcohol (but not for my parents), chit chat there..</div><div>while the children will just sit aside or play with other children..</div><div>for my age, </div><div>no more playing around..</div><div>so i will only sit in front of the tv with my younger sis..</div><div>watch some show to pass our time..</div><div>when im getting older,</div><div>i dun feel like follow my parents go anymore..</div><div>i feel its kind of boring..</div><div>so i rather stay at home..</div><div>or i just go there for a while to show my face to them and drive back after that..<br />it makes me get less angpau too..</div><div>but the amount of angpau to me is no longer an important issue..</div><div>still rmb last time, </div><div>every year we will compare the angpau money that we get among siblings..</div><div>and now i quit from the 'competition' d..</div><div>this year angpau money is the least after so many years..</div><div>this year CNY, </div><div>my mum's side relative organized a steamboat party..</div><div>the organizer paid the expenses but me and my cousin need to go and get all the stuff..</div><div>i never been to PASAR for many many years d..</div><div>and this CNY i went there early in the morning..</div><div>not bad..</div><div>at least there was 1 day i woke up early.. haha..</div><div>the steamboat session started at 6pm and ended at 1am..</div><div>more than 40 ppl gathered at my uncle's house but still the food cannot finish.. </div><div>in the meantime, there were few gamble activities going on..</div><div>sambil gamble, sambil makan..</div><div>it was fun.. haha..</div><div>preparing the stuff ald make us busy for half day,</div><div>and yet cleaning was the most headache part..</div><div>but luckily there were helpers standby.. thank god..</div><div>at 1st, my aunt wanna treat us a dinner in a restaurant..</div><div>but still i guess this kind of party gave us more fun..</div><div>other than family gathering, </div><div>CNY also a time for a bunch of friend to gather up..</div><div>and this year,</div><div>i went for a so called my form 3 class gathering..</div><div>but when i reached there..</div><div>there was only 1 my f3 classmate..</div><div>others was from other class..</div><div>feel like being tipu by my friend d..</div><div>but nvm,</div><div>i had fun with them too..</div><div>after left school,</div><div>i never got the chance to meet all of them..</div><div>annual netball gathering, </div><div>cant make it for the dinner</div><div>but went there for a short photo session..</div><div>keep in track with some of my seniors..</div><div>and yet im not surprise that netball players can be so noisy and crazy.. haha..</div><div>last but not least, </div><div>a friend's open house that i actually only know few people there..</div><div>but as usual crapping can just make the time passed faster..</div><div>manage to meet a few friends there..</div><div>and photo session is a MUST.. haha.. </div><div><br /></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01449645664317251173noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7659820775416618469.post-52174297189567908762010-02-03T21:04:00.002+08:002010-02-03T21:30:06.639+08:00teenagers nowadays..before CNY knock at my door,<br />AI test 1 will be knocking at my door tomorrow.<br />so today i went to KFC serdang to study while jason was waiting for his night classes..<br />when we were studying without any noise,<br />suddenly a bunch of teenagers came in..<br />half of them was wearing school uniform while the other half were not.. <div>i guess the average age for them will be around 15 years old..</div><div>but some of them looks like form 1 or form 2 to me.. </div><div>there was a guy among the gang had attracted my attention..<br />his hair is in purple color..<br /></div><div>wonder how he can enter the school with this hair.. </div><div>they first went in the mini playground at the corner..</div><div>everyone should know that,</div><div>the playground is for kids below 12 years old.. </div><div>but they sat down and chit chat there.. </div><div>(guess thats the reason the public playground can be spoil easily..)</div><div>a male kfc worker went in and asked them to come out.. </div><div>he stared at the purple hair guy cause he moved 1 of the ceiling wood until out of position.. </div><div>after the KFC worker went off,</div><div>the purple hair guy straight make a call..</div><div>'<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"><b>wei, free ah?? wanna beat people anot?? come KFC serdang..</b></span>'</div><div>i heard this sentence and i was like..</div><div>what the.. just a stare and need to beat ppl.. </div><div>i know he beh soong..</div><div>but how he react scared me..</div><div>a young teenager can give such a react when ppl just give a simple stare.. </div><div>and yet they did wrong in the 1st place..</div><div>after that, the way they talk to each other was 'outstanding'..</div><div>the way they describe everything will add with some fault words..</div><div>even me cant come out all that but it seems this is their way to communicate..</div><div>even for girls that just look like 14 years old to me.. </div><div>a bunch of teenagers is just like a gang of gangster to me..</div><div>the world is really changing..</div><div>you need to respect people that older than you,</div><div>but you also need to be very careful with the teenagers nowadays..</div><div>if not, </div><div>u might just beat by unknown ppl out of sudden..</div><div>but in the end,</div><div>i guess the 'brother' was not free..</div><div>so the KFC worker should be safe..</div><div><br /></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01449645664317251173noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7659820775416618469.post-28065192320507863572010-01-22T13:37:00.000+08:002010-01-22T13:38:23.214+08:00可不可以有一个人<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; "><table width="100%" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" style="margin-top: 8px; "><tbody><tr><td width="6" height="52" rowspan="2" style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 1.5; "></td><td class="article" style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 1.5; "><div align="left" id="gad1" style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 1.5; "></div><div id="wenzhangziti" style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 1.5; "><p><span style="color:#000000;">可不可以有一个人。<br />可以看穿我的逞强。<br /></span><a href="http://www.duwenzhang.com/wenzhang/aiqingwenzhang/20100121/87995.html" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); text-decoration: none; "><span style="color:#000000;"><img height="216" alt="可不可以有一个人…" src="http://www.duwenzhang.com/upimg/userup/1001/2111425c008.jpg" width="162" align="right" border="0" style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; " /></span></a><span style="color:#000000;">可以保护</span><a href="http://www.duwenzhang.com/huati/cuiruo/index1.html" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); text-decoration: none; "><span style="color:#000000;">我的脆弱</span></a><span style="color:#000000;">。<br />不要在我说「没事啦,你去吧」的时候<br />就真的会放心的放开我的手然后留我一个人。<br />不要在我笑笑的不说话的时候<br />就真的会以为我心里没有觉得疼痛和</span><a href="http://www.duwenzhang.com/huati/nanguo/index1.html" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); text-decoration: none; "><span style="color:#000000;">难过</span></a><span style="color:#000000;">。<br />不要在我若无其事的忙碌着手头的事的时候<br />就真的会以为我什么影响都没有受到。</span></p><p><span style="color:#000000;">我</span><a href="http://www.duwenzhang.com/huati/xiwang/index1.html" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); text-decoration: none; "><span style="color:#000000;">希望</span></a><span style="color:#000000;">他会在我的</span><a href="http://www.duwenzhang.com/huati/yanlei/index1.html" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); text-decoration: none; "><span style="color:#000000;">眼泪</span></a><span style="color:#000000;">掉下以前<br />就用大大的手掌捂住我的眼睛。<br />然后轻声说我的眼睛只有</span><a href="http://www.duwenzhang.com/huati/weixiao/index1.html" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); text-decoration: none; "><span style="color:#000000;">微笑</span></a><span style="color:#000000;">的时候才是最好看。</span></p><p><span style="color:#000000;">我希望他会在我面无表情的时候轻轻的用力的搂紧我。<br />然后说你在我的面前永远都不需要伪装</span><a href="http://www.duwenzhang.com/huati/jianqiang/index1.html" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); text-decoration: none; "><span style="color:#000000;">坚强</span></a><span style="color:#000000;">。</span></p><p><span style="color:#000000;">我希望他会在我受到委屈的时候把我的脑袋按在他的肩膀上。<br />然后抚着我的头发说没关系就算所有的人都不</span><a href="http://www.duwenzhang.com/huati/xiangxin/index1.html" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); text-decoration: none; "><span style="color:#000000;">相信</span></a><span style="color:#000000;">你你都还有我。</span></p><p><span style="color:#000000;">咱要嫁的那个人<br />不一定要是高高瘦瘦的 但是一定要干干净净</span></p><p><span style="color:#000000;">咱要嫁的那个人<br />不一定要会甜言蜜语 但是一定要有好的脾气</span></p><p><span style="color:#000000;">咱要嫁的那个人<br />不一定要帅气又多金 但是一定要有聪明的头脑和上进心</span></p><p><span style="color:#000000;">咱要嫁的那个人<br />一定会从我们牵手那刻起 对我说<br />从今天起 我们有福同享 有难我当</span></p><p><span style="color:#000000;">咱要嫁的那个人<br />一定要霸道些 他会对我说 我认定你了 就赖你了<br /> 你就是我一个人的 我不许别人走近你</span></p><p><span style="color:#000000;">咱要嫁的那个人<br />一定会支持我减肥 却依然带我去超市给我买很多好吃的<br />然后说 吃吧 不管你多胖我都要你</span></p><p><span style="color:#000000;">咱要嫁的那个人<br />一定会在过马路的时候牵着我的手<br />对我说 要跟我走</span></p><p><span style="color:#000000;">咱要嫁的那个人<br />一定会明白</span><a href="http://www.duwenzhang.com/huati/laopo/index1.html" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); text-decoration: none; "><span style="color:#000000;">老婆</span></a><span style="color:#000000;">是用来疼的<br />而且会吹着</span><a href="http://www.duwenzhang.com/huati/kuaile/index1.html" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); text-decoration: none; "><span style="color:#000000;">快乐</span></a><span style="color:#000000;">的口哨和我一起做家务</span></p><p><span style="color:#000000;">咱要嫁的那个人<br />一定会在我生气的时候</span><a href="http://www.duwenzhang.com/huati/naixin/index1.html" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); text-decoration: none; "><span style="color:#000000;">耐心</span></a><span style="color:#000000;">的哄着<br />然后逗我说 你生气的样子 好丑</span></p><p><span style="color:#000000;">咱要嫁的那个人<br />一定会在我哭的时候为我擦眼泪<br />然后告诉我 乖 不哭 有我在呢</span></p><p><span style="color:#000000;">咱要嫁的那个人<br />一定会在我累的时候 伸出手臂 很心疼的说 抱抱</span></p><p><span style="color:#000000;">咱要嫁的那个人<br />一定会在睡觉前跟我说 你要早点睡觉 晚安</span></p><p><span style="color:#000000;">咱要嫁的那个人<br />一定会把我带回家 对他妈说 看 这是我给你找的儿媳妇<br />然后对我说 这是咱妈</span></p><p><span style="color:#000000;">咱要嫁的那个人<br />一定会在某一个阳光明媚的日子 顶着一片湛蓝的天<br />笑着对我说 我们该有个家了……</span></p></div></td></tr></tbody></table></span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01449645664317251173noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7659820775416618469.post-74736296777232044762010-01-19T00:32:00.002+08:002010-01-19T00:36:46.438+08:00plz vote for us..<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold; ">there is a photography competition going on in facebook..</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold; ">and we took part for it.. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold; "><a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=140153&id=115270480558&ref=mf" onclick="ft("4:9:17:655021100:::0:::260609102397::");" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; ">MY VALENTINE - Giveaway - PETER TAN Photography</a>..</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"><b>plz go to <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{"type":"msg"}" style="font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "><span class="UIStory_Message"><a href="http://www.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.facebook.com%2Fphoto.php%3Fpid%3D3366722%26id%3D115270480558&h=c0fa58d32705ee2cda827875a8455699" target="_blank" rel="nofollow" onmousedown="UntrustedLink.bootstrap($(this), "c0fa58d32705ee2cda827875a8455699", event)" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: underline; "><span>http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=33</span><wbr><span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "></span>66722&id=115270480558</a></span></h3><div>and vote for me n jason by clicking LIKE.. </div><div>thankz for the support..</div><div>for the one who are in relationship, </div><div>go and take part too..</div><div>just for fun.. </div></span></b></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"><b><br /></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"><b><br /></b></span></span></div></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01449645664317251173noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7659820775416618469.post-6343528617896788492010-01-13T11:30:00.000+08:002010-01-13T11:31:18.579+08:00一个我突然想起的故事<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Tahoma, Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); ">还记得,<br />以前我的家有很多蚊子,<br />把我叮得痒痒的。。<br />我总爱向妈妈投诉,<br />“很痒啊! 很痒啊!”<br />有一次,<br />当我在投诉的当儿,<br />妈妈很大力地向我的身体打下来,<br />我顿时傻眼了,<br />之后就哭出来了,<br />因为真的很痛。。<br />然后哭着问妈妈为什么要打我??<br />妈妈回答,<br />因为有蚊子啊。。<br />我那时当然除了痛,<br />什么也感觉不到了。。<br />现在回想,<br />我得到一个启示,<br />当我尝过什么是痛时,<br />我就会觉得痒其实是没什么的。。<br />只要我们经历过一些事情,<br />我们才能真正体会到那种感觉。。<br />也正是因为我体会过,<br />所以我才会珍惜我的所有,<br />才会知道其实我真的很幸福的。。<br />朋友,<br />痛你都尝过了,<br />痒还算的了什么??</span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01449645664317251173noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7659820775416618469.post-82579223724717234902010-01-10T10:48:00.002+08:002010-01-10T11:17:05.875+08:00dislocated again..31st of March is my dad's bday.. <div>n yes, 2day is not 31st of march..</div><div>n im not here to wish my dad happy bday..</div><div>but on 31-03-05,</div><div>which we planned to celebrate my dad's bday by an outing at night..</div><div>but before the night came,</div><div>i dislocated my shoulder during a netball training..</div><div>the pain tat i suffered that day is still clear in my mind.. </div><div>my face turned pale n my right hand kept shaking..</div><div>tears cant stopped falling from my face..</div><div>the level of pain that i suffered that moment managed to make me almost fainted..</div><div>in the end, </div><div>i celebrated my dad's bday in the hosp..</div><div>the next day was april fool..</div><div>i told my friends that i was in hosp,</div><div>but no one believe me..</div><div>they tot it was a trick on april fool..</div><div>i guess these were all because of my daily behavior.. </div><div>it almost 5 years d..</div><div>but my hand act haven fully recover..</div><div>i think is due to didn't rest properly in the early stage..</div><div>n now, my right shoulder is very easy to sprain or dislocated it..</div><div>i guess, </div><div>yday was the 3rd time i dislocated my shoulder again..</div><div>the pain that i suffered cant compare to the 1st time dislocation..</div><div>but the pain managed to make my tears non stop falling..</div><div>mayb due to 3 times experiences,</div><div>i can relocate my shoulder back to its own joint..</div><div>i wont let myself go to the hosp just to relocate it back..</div><div>bcoz the doc will eventually pull my arm n let the shoulder go bek the right place..</div><div>and thats VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY PAIN.. (hope it no more fuzzy here.. hehe.. )</div><div>i rather suffer the pain a while n let it move bek in my way..</div><div>now, </div><div>internal pain still there..</div><div>cant lift my hand till 180 degree yet..</div><div>but normal movement is not a problem for me..</div><div>but i guess need to rest my shoulder for another 2 weeks..</div><div>no sports for this 2 weeks,</div><div>but gym shud b ok for me..</div><div><br /></div><div>*sorry to yee siong n wee ser.. coz we have to walk over for the badminton match..*</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01449645664317251173noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7659820775416618469.post-28184784095756626202010-01-05T23:41:00.002+08:002010-01-05T23:53:26.933+08:00FYPas i said before, this is the last sem of my degree.. <div>less lectures with only 10 credit hours..</div><div>everyday average 1 hour class til thurs..</div><div>with this kind of timetable,</div><div>i should feel very relax with empty time most of time..</div><div>and yes, </div><div>a week before i will agree with it..</div><div>but starting from this week..</div><div>i started to feel that my time is not enough for me..</div><div>mainly for my final year project (fyp)..</div><div>the main reason that i can feel the stress now is bcause......</div><div>next fri is my progress report 3 due date..</div><div>so its time to start the REAL work...</div><div>actually has been testing on my RF module since long time ago..</div><div>there are some improvement but still cannot achieve what my lecturer want..</div><div>he want 100% no error.. </div><div>and i can hardly do it by now..</div><div>i tried to reduce it..</div><div>but base on the factors like wire resistance, surrounding noise and etc..</div><div>i can hardly achieve 100% no error..</div><div>how?? </div><div>he kept saying that other ppl can do that with 100% no error,</div><div>so there is sure something wrong with my module..</div><div>i know there are something wrong but i can find it sir...</div><div>due date is killing me now..</div><div>programming is killing me too..</div><div>RF module transmission..</div><div>who know what type of programming can help?? </div><div>im using manchester code..</div><div>but stil error occur.. </div><div>stress stress stress..</div><div>many ppl said final sem d must enjoy ur uni life..</div><div>but with this stupid idiot fyp..</div><div>how can i enjoy my last sem life??</div><div>enjoy my life in the lab most of the time??</div><div>come on..</div><div>im sick with it..</div><div>facing the computer (programming) but dunno what shud i do with it..</div><div>who can help me with it??</div><div>any programming or RF expert who u know?? </div><div>please just let me know.. </div><div>i wil appreciate it alot..</div><div>a big meal on me..</div><div>last sem is not really what i wish to..</div><div>but i still need to go tru it with a spirit that i hold on for the past years.. </div><div><br /></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC0000;">'TRY MY BEST, SAY NO TO REGRETSssss'.. </span></b></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01449645664317251173noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7659820775416618469.post-34404322767716822782010-01-05T17:10:00.000+08:002010-01-05T17:14:44.338+08:00两道选择题的启示<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; "><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">大学一堂选修课上。教授面带微笑,走进教室,对我们说:</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><wbr></span><span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">“我受一家机构委托,来做一项问卷调查,请同学们帮个忙</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><wbr></span><span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">。”一听这话,教室里轻微的一阵议论开了,大学课堂本来</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><wbr></span><span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">枯燥,这下好玩多了。<br /><br />问卷表发下来,一看,只有两道题。<br /><br /></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">第一题:他很爱她。她细细的瓜子脸,弯弯的娥眉,面色白</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><wbr></span><span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">皙,美丽动人。可是有一天,她不幸遇上了车祸,痊愈后,</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><wbr></span><span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">脸上留下几道大大的丑陋疤痕。你觉得,他会一如既往地爱</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><wbr></span><span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">她吗?<br /><br />A、他一定会 B、他一定不会 C、他可能会<br /><br /></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">第二题:她很爱他。他是商界的精英,儒雅沉稳,敢打敢拼</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><wbr></span><span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">。忽然有一天,他破产了。你觉得,她还会像以前一样爱他</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><wbr></span><span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">吗?<br /><br />A、她一定会 B、她一定不会 C、她可能会<br /><br /></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">一会儿,我们就做好了。问卷收上来,教授一统计,发现:</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><wbr></span><span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">第一题有10%的同学选A,10%的同学选B,80%的</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><wbr></span><span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">同学选C。第二题呢,30%的同学选了A,30%的同学</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><wbr></span><span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">选B,40%的同学选C。<br /><br /></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">“看来,美女毁容比男人破产,更让人不能容忍啊。”教授</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><wbr></span><span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">笑了,“做这两题时,潜意识里,你们是不是把他和她当成</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><wbr></span><span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">了恋人关系?”<br /><br />“是啊。”我们答得很整齐。<br /><br /></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">“可是,题目本身并没有说他和她是恋人关系啊?”教授似</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><wbr></span><span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">有深意地看着大家,“现在,我们来假设一下,如果,第一</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><wbr></span><span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">题中的‘他’是‘她’的父亲,第二题中的‘她’是‘他’</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><wbr></span><span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">的母亲。让你把这两道题重新做一遍,你还会坚持原来的选</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><wbr></span><span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">择吗?”<br /><br /></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">问卷再次发到我们的手中,教室里忽然变得非常宁静,一张</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><wbr></span><span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">张年青的面庞变得凝重而深沉。几分钟后,问卷收了上来,</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><wbr></span><span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">教授再一统计,两道题,我们都100%地选了A。<br /><br /></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">教授的语调深沉而动情:“这个世界上,有一种爱,亘古绵</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><wbr></span><span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">长,无私无求;不因季节更替。不因名利浮沉,这就是父母</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><wbr></span><span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">的爱啊!”<br /><br />善待自己的父母,他们永远是最爱你们的。</span></span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01449645664317251173noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7659820775416618469.post-84776891097501293422010-01-04T20:45:00.001+08:002010-01-04T20:47:10.326+08:00一个出轨男人与佛的对话<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">深夜,寺里一人一佛,佛坐人站。<br /><br /></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">人:圣明的佛,我是一个已婚之人,我现在狂热地爱上了另</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><wbr></span><span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">一个女人,我真的不知道该怎幺办。<br /><br /></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">佛:你能确写你现在爱上的这个女人就是你生命里唯一的最</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><wbr></span><span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">后一个女人吗?<br /><br />人:是的。<br /><br />佛:你离婚,然后娶她。<br /><br /></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">人:可是我现在的爱人温柔,善良,贤惠,我这样做是否有</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><wbr></span><span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">一点残忍,有一点不道德。<br /><br /></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">佛:在婚姻中没有爱才是残忍和不道德的,你现在爱上了别</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><wbr></span><span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">人已不爱她了,你这样做是正确的。<br /><br />人:可是我爱人很爱我,真的很爱我。<br /><br />佛:那她就是幸福的。<br /><br /></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">人:我要与她离婚后另娶她人,她应该是很痛苦的又怎幺会</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><wbr></span><span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">是幸福的呢?<br /><br /></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">佛:在婚姻里她还拥有她对你的爱,而你在婚姻中已失去对</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><wbr></span><span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">她的爱, 因为你爱上了别人,正谓拥有的就是幸福的,失去的才是痛</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><wbr></span><span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">苦的,所以痛苦的人是你。<br /><br /></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">人:可是我要和她离婚后另娶她人,应该是她失去了我,她</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><wbr></span><span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">应该才是痛苦的。<br /><br /></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">佛:你错了,你只是她婚姻中真爱的一个具体,当你这个具</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><wbr></span><span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">体不存在的时候,她的真爱会延续到另一个具体,因为她在</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><wbr></span><span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">婚姻中的真爱从没有失去过。所以她才是幸福的而你才是痛</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><wbr></span><span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">苦的。<br /><br />人:她说过今生只爱我一个,她不会爱上别人的。<br /><br />佛:这样的话你也说过吗?<br /><br />人:我。我。。我。。。<br /><br />佛:你现在看你面前香炉里的三根蜡烛,那根最亮。<br /><br />人:我真的不知道,好象都是一样的亮。<br /><br /></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">佛:这三根蜡烛就好比是三个女人,其中一根就是你现在所</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><wbr></span><span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">爱的那个女人,芸芸众生,女人何止千百万万,你连这三根</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><wbr></span><span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">蜡烛那根最亮都不知道,都不能把你现在爱的人找出来,你</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><wbr></span><span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">为什么又能确定你现在爱的这个女人就是你生命里唯一的最</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><wbr></span><span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">后一个女人呢?<br /><br />人:我。我。。我。。。<br /><br />佛:你现在拿一根蜡烛放在你的眼前,用心看看那根最亮<br /><br />人:当然是眼前的这根最亮。<br /><br />佛:你现在把它放回原处,再看看那根最亮<br /><br />人:我真的还是看不出那根最亮。<br /><br /></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">佛:其实你刚拿的那根蜡烛就是好比是你现在爱的那个最后</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><wbr></span><span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">的女人,所谓爱由心生,当你感觉你爱她时,你用心去看就</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><wbr></span><span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">觉的它最亮,当你把它放回原处,你却找不到最亮的一点感</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><wbr></span><span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">觉,你这种所谓的最后的唯一的爱只是镜花水月,到头来终</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><wbr></span><span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">究是一场空。<br /><br /></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">人:哦,我懂了,你并不是要我与我的爱人离婚,你是在点</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><wbr></span><span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">化我,<br /><br />佛:看破不说破,你去吧<br /><br /></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">人:我现在真的知道我爱的是谁了,她就是我现在的爱人。</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><wbr></span><span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /><br />佛:阿弥陀佛,阿弥陀佛</span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"><b>你我曾经深爱过的某人,无非也就是芸芸众生中的一个,只</b></span></span></span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"><b><wbr></b></span></span><span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "></span><span><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"><b>是爱由心生,自以为他/她会是今生最爱,当你感觉你爱她</b></span></span></div></span><span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "></span><span><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"><b>,你用心去爱就觉的他/她最珍贵,当万物归原,生命仍然</b></span></span></div></span><span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"><b>继续,他/她无非也就是我们生命中的一个过客。 </b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"><b><br /></b></span></div></span><span><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"><b>我们根本无法确定哪一个才是今生最爱,如果不懂得去珍惜</b></span></span></div></span><span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "></span><span><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"><b>,你身边这个爱你的/你爱的人,在某一天,也会成为你身</b></span></span></div></span><span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"><b>边的过客。 </b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"><b><br /></b></span></div></span><span><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"><b>找一个你爱的人不容易,找一个爱你的人也不容易。如果无</b></span></span></div></span><span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "></span><span><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"><b>法确定哪一个才是你最爱的人,何不在自己成为别人的爱人</b></span></span></div></span><span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "></span><span><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"><b>的时候珍惜这份感情?爱由心生,你告诉自己是爱他/她的</b></span></span></div></span><span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"><b>,自然就可以爱上他/她。 </b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"><b><br /></b></span></div></span><span><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"><b>如果你爱的人不爱你,也请记得:爱由心生。是你太过于把</b></span></span></div></span><span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "></span><span><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"><b>目光集中在他/她身上了,试着放开视线焦点,你会发现光</b></span></span></div></span><span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"><b>亮的蜡烛到处都有。 </b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"><b><br /></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"><b>爱与不爱,无非也就是在一念之间。 </b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"><b><br /></b></span></div></span><span><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"><b>过去的事情过去的爱情,就让它过去吧,那只是我们生命的</b></span></span></div></span><span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "></span><span><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"><b>一部分,只是茫茫大海中的一滴水珠,只是漫漫苍弩中的一</b></span></span></div></span><span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"><b>粒微尘。没有那些过去,也不会造就现在的你我。 </b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"><b><br /></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"><b>珍惜</b></span><b>当前,永远胜于三心二意</b></div></span></span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01449645664317251173noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7659820775416618469.post-23673461013650272642009-12-31T15:29:00.002+08:002009-12-31T15:35:22.323+08:00the last day of 20098 hours more and tats it for 2009..<div>time to flash back what i did for the whole 365 days..</div><div>a lot new experiences i gained such as:</div><div>- internship</div><div>- work as part timer</div><div>- ..........</div><div>- ...................</div><div>- .................</div><div>2009 is not a special one but is a diff one..</div><div>just wanna wish all my friends here </div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">HAPPY NEW YEAR</span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">and this will be my last post for 2009..</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">come come come.. </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">2010, </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">im waiting for you.. </span></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01449645664317251173noreply@blogger.com0