tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3286900557921529732024-03-12T22:41:59.806-07:00蝎女的心情电脑人http://www.blogger.com/profile/05166538928624741188noreply@blogger.comBlogger15125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-328690055792152973.post-85543781084114134672010-03-18T05:01:00.000-07:002010-03-18T10:54:59.644-07:00女强人 vs 小男人<span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">哦。。。好久都没写部落格了!!!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">其实近来有好多东西想写下,也学到了好多道理,好想分享。。。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">可是,被功课和考试烦到给忘了要分享什么。。。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">不过,这几天的忙碌和“参与 ”,让我了解到几个原理!可是嘛。。。现在的我只想起一个!!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">这几天,我都“无意中 ”发现了几间有关联的事情。。。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">就如下两个例子吧。。。</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">例子一:</span></span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">一个女强人式的女生和一位小男人式的男生,俩人都很有默契。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">经常一起打球,一起吃东西,一起娱乐,无话不谈;总而言之,每次进进出出都会看到他们俩就是了!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">那男生喜欢这女生,一直对这女生很好,只要这女生有什么事,他就算上着课都会第一时间跑去帮她!就算自己帮到好像奴婢一样,他也无所谓!当这女生的功课做不完,那男生也会帮她完成。而这女生只要有什么事,都会第一时间找那男生!</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">最记得有一次,这女生做完工了,需要一个人帮她把东西从朋友家搬到自己家,可是那时候已经是接近十二点了。这女生毫不犹豫的就打了电话给那男生。。可惜的是她打不到给他。。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">于是,这女生就开始焦虑了,也想尽办法想从他朋友那里找到他,可惜到了最后。。。她还是找不到他。。。</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">当这女生很懊恼的时候,突然间一通电话响起了。。。原来是她要找的人回复她了!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">听了电话才知道,原来那男生因几天的开夜车赶功课和考试而累过头睡着了,所以才没接电话!那男生还没问她找他的原因,那女生就开口邀他去喝茶,前提是需要他帮她搬东西!可惜啊。。那男生告诉这女生他已经吃饱了,人很累,想早睡,不来了!。。女生就很气馁的说算了,就这样盖了电话。然后怎么了?</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">当然是剩下我和这女生去享用我们迟来的晚餐。</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">他人说不来,可是心却不安心的逼自己的双脚走过来了。。。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">你说他是不是好男人呢?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">这么好的男生,你真的以为这女生不心动吗?</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">这女生也知道自己是喜欢那男生的,而那男生也曾告白过!只是嘛。。。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">女生的爱慕虚荣的心在做作啊。。。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">她总是拿他来跟自己的前男友相比。。。高大,有钱,有样子(只是衰在大男人,太爱面子了!)。。。怎么比啊?</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">可怜的好男生,他并没有很好的高度,样子和很好的背景 (可是好在有一个温柔的真心!)。。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">所以到最后,他们俩也没在一起。说暧昧,那是一定有的。。。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">(据我所知。。)</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">例子二:</span></span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">也是一个小男人式的男生和一个女强人式的女生。。。可这女生应没例子一的那位那么强吧。。。(我的直觉啦。。)</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">这男生是我至认识以来,就知道他喜欢这女生。。。也是一个肯为自己喜欢的人做到像仆人一样也无所谓的男生!这男生的确是真心喜欢那女生,要不也不会等超过一年。。。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">可是那女生是不是真心喜欢那男生,我就真的不知道啦。。。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">一年后,我们才知道原来这两个人已经在一起一段时间了。。。而且是偷偷馍馍的哦。。(别人说的,我也不能证实)就突然间的被自己的朋友揭晓,才向大众正式宣布。。。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">当我得知的时候,我还真的为那男生感到高兴。。。辛苦的追求那么久,终于有了结果!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">可是嘛。。。(怎么又可是?如果没可是,那就不会有故事讲啦。。。)</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">后来才知道,原来他们在一起不是想象中的好。。。唉~有朋友向我述说这女生其实不想公布他们的之间的关系的。。。要不是他们好朋友的“好”,或许他们的“地下情”会继续就这样走下去。。。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">就这样,那女生和这朋友的关系就变得不是很好。。。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">其一原因不公布也许和例子一的男主角一样吧。。。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">(这例子也是听说的。。)</span><br /><br /><br />不管这例子中的男女主角们的想法是否真的像我所看到,收到或听到的 (我知道自己很八卦!),我能证实的是男主角们都是真心喜欢和对待女主角的,也只能说其实女生是一样的!<br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">是女生的话,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">谁不想自己的另一伴是高大的;</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">谁不想自己的另一伴是俊帅的;</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">谁不想自己的另一伴是有钱的;</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">谁不想自己的另一伴是完美的?</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">试问女生们谁不想得到最好的;谁不想拥有最好的?</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">其实对女生来说,这也是其一的安全感啊!!</span>!</span><br /><br />可是嘛。。。<br />世上没有人是十全十美的!<br />谁不想要一个十全十美的男生做自己的伴侣?<br />如果有,我也想要啊!<br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">只是想归想,当你遇到这样小男人式的男生,你会做出什么样的决定,那才是最重要的!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">一:你会因为他一直对你好而跟他在一起吗?然而在朋友面前却 是一幅勉强在一起的感觉?</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">二:还是你会因为过不了自己内心的高攀(虽然喜欢他),然而拒绝和他在一起,继续朋友间的暧昧感觉?</span></span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);">其实以上这两中选择都会伤害到他们有如利用他们的好。。。重点是你过得了自己那关吗?你会内疚吗?</span><br /><br />如果你是那男生,你会选择哪一种结果?<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><br />**然而我在这里奉劝女生们,别作出一些会玩出火的决定!烧到自己,可是很伤的。。。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"> 如果不是真心喜欢他们的话,就别玩弄他们 (有如利用他们的好)。。。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"> 内心的挫折是很难弥补回去的。。。</span><br /></span>电脑人http://www.blogger.com/profile/05166538928624741188noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-328690055792152973.post-75401088077665943972010-01-28T20:20:00.000-08:002010-01-28T20:37:30.810-08:00证据-杨乃文<div style="text-align: center;">杨乃文的证据,我很喜欢这一首歌的歌词,它是一首很有意思的歌词!<br />但我却不明白为何词里的“我双鱼,“我双鱼 为什么天蝎要恨我 ”。。。<br />天蝎都会恨双鱼吗?<br />也许吧。。。<br /><br />这首歌让我想起了我姐姐的宝贝男朋友!<br />因为我姐姐的男朋友得很讨厌双鱼座的女生!!!<br />因为前女友是双鱼座嘛。。哈哈。。。<br /><br />然而有意识的歌,我当然要好好的跟我的朋友们享受啦。。。<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">证据-杨乃文<br /><br />为什么不相信我<br />为什么要怀疑我<br />一个不小心眼神的交流<br />被当作乱放电的诱惑<br />我双鱼 为什么天蝎要恨我<br />难道都是我的错<br />我该生气还难过<br />一杯被当做证据的红酒<br />换来的咒骂喋喋不休<br />换来的耳语喋喋不休<br />你骂的 还不够吗<br />我要飞走 我要自由<br />我要用最温柔的复仇<br />我要用最温柔的刑求<br />让你一无所有<br />让你在说我的时候<br />让你在说谎的时候<br />很有理 却会心痛<br />想到我 会很心痛<br />我已经不会难过<br />没有什么好难过<br />就当我的爱掉进了黑洞<br />做过的梦是一阵旋涡<br />没了你才有出口<br /><br />http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KsiGuDvKMIU<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div>电脑人http://www.blogger.com/profile/05166538928624741188noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-328690055792152973.post-2475545278884142142010-01-28T20:13:00.000-08:002010-01-28T20:17:33.415-08:00怎樣是好的教練和好的選手?<span id="ctl00_MainContentPlaceholder_ctl01_ctl00_lblEntry"><h4 class="beTitle" id="subjcns!A8E92110B350442E!119">看会以前所写得部落格,除了很多错字之外,其实满有学术一下。。。</h4>而这一篇文章确是我的最爱!<br /><br /><div id="msgcns!A8E92110B350442E!119" class="bvMsg"><div> <p><span style="font-family:宋体, SimSun;"><span lang="zh-CN">回想以前曾經有一個教練告訴我﹐一個好的教練未必是一個 好的選手﹐而一個好的選手也未必是一個好的教練。我相信這一句話﹐可是後來那個教練卻沒有達成其中一樣。我原以為他已做到一位好的教練﹐一位好的選手﹐可 是就在那一時刻被我否認了。。。我曾問他是否有人做到兩樣﹐他說有﹐可是最後我才發現原來沒人能夠把兩樣都達成﹐成為十全十美的武者﹐除非二選一。</span></span> </p><p><br /></p><p><span style="font-family:宋体, SimSun;"><span lang="zh-CN">一個很多學生﹐開了很多間學校的教練就是好的教練嗎﹖一個在每一場比賽打贏所有對手﹐成為每一界比賽中的冠軍就是好的選手嗎﹖</span></span> </p><p><span style="font-family:宋体, SimSun;"><span lang="zh-CN">曾經成為選手和教練的我並不認同這一點。也許以前的我就是這麼認為吧。。。而且以前的教練也曾經教我用很多手段去奪去一切勝利。。。</span></span> </p><p><span style="font-family:宋体, SimSun;"><span lang="zh-CN">經過累積的經驗﹐那些經驗告訴了我怎樣才能做為一個好選手﹐一個好的教練。</span></span> </p><p><br /></p><p><span style="font-family:宋体, SimSun;"><span lang="zh-CN">一個好的選手不是擊敗所有的對手﹐成為世界第一 才被稱為好選手。一個選手如果能打敗自己﹐那才有資格被稱為好的選手。克服自己的豪勝心﹑克服自己的野心﹑克服自己的不好﹑從對手那兒學習自己沒有的東西 ﹐那才叫做好的選手﹐而不是用盡手段把對方擊敗。在一場比賽打贏了﹐請不要感到自傲。比賽打贏了﹐嘗試回想下對方是否留手﹐他曾經怎樣弄到你﹐去克服自己 的缺點。從你感到自傲的那時候﹐就是你失敗的時候。在比賽中保有一顆冷靜的心﹐就是成功的第一步。我做不到一位好的選手﹐因為我克服不到自己冷靜的心。以 前的我總是會用一些手段﹐不管自己的生死﹐拼著命都要打贏對方。就算知道自己要輸了﹐也會想盡方法打傷對方。很卑鄙的手段吧。。。常用手段就率戰率敗。。 每一次比賽失敗了﹐就會哭。。然後被父親責罵。就在一次的武術散打州選拔賽中﹐克服了自己的豪勝心。原本父親不讓我參與那場比賽的﹐是因為師姐答應我父親 會看著我﹐不讓我在失敗後胡鬧﹐他才讓我參與。那場比賽雖然是輸了﹐可是我知道我那顆心並沒有輸﹐我沒哭﹐反而激發了我的鬥心﹐更想學習﹐因為我知道我有 進步。失敗是成功之母﹐這一句話一點都沒說錯。曾聽過師兄說過</span></span>-<span style="font-family:宋体, SimSun;"><span lang="zh-CN">我們從哪裡跌下就從那裡爬起﹐千萬不要憤怒。除了以前累積的經驗﹐我也在李連杰的電影</span></span>- <span style="font-family:宋体, SimSun;"><span lang="zh-CN">霍元甲</span></span>-<span style="font-family:宋体, SimSun;"><span lang="zh-CN">知道如何才是一個好的選手。</span></span> </p><p><span style="font-family:宋体, SimSun;"><span lang="zh-CN">我選擇放棄做一個好的選手是因為對我而言實在太難了。</span></span> </p><p><br /></p><p><span style="font-family:宋体, SimSun;"><span lang="zh-CN">有很多學生的教練未必是一個好的教練﹔</span></span>FULL TIME <span style="font-family:宋体, SimSun;"><span lang="zh-CN">的 教練也未必是一個好的教練。如果學生能記得你就算你教他們的次數很少﹑懷念你﹑父母期待你去教導他們﹑父母信任你﹐你就是好的教練。一個好的教練就好像學 生們的老師﹐他們的父母親一樣的教導他們。教練未必只是教學生學習你的武藝﹔教練也要懂得指導學生做人的道理。身為一個教練就要懂得尋找﹑研究新的東西去 教導你的學生。一個好的教練不是只是口邊一直掛著這學生以前有多壞﹐現在給他教乖了。。。或是只找領悟高的學生來教﹐從未挑戰自己。。只能告訴你﹐他是永 遠不會進步的教練。一個好的教練會懂得挑戰自己﹐把他自己所學的東西好無保留的教完給他的學生。。</span></span> </p><p><span style="font-family:宋体, SimSun;"><span lang="zh-CN">一個教練未必能勝得過自己的教出來的學生。。。 所謂青出于藍勝于藍。。不過學生在打勝自己的教練之後要懂得尊重他們。。。怎麼說他也是教過你的﹐沒有他們﹐哪得來現在的你。在我人生中遇過很多不同的教 練﹐但讓我最欣賞的一位教練就是我的師姐。。。她雖然說不上是最好的教練﹐很喪忘的人。。。不過她會把她所學的東西﹐技巧好無保留都教我們。一些教練都會 很注重錢﹐但她寧願讓她學生學習更多而放棄收他們的學費。要作為一個好的教練首先必須要有的條件是</span></span>-<span style="font-family:宋体, SimSun;"><span lang="zh-CN">忍</span></span>-<span style="font-family:宋体, SimSun;"><span lang="zh-CN">字。 也許有些學生真的讓你教到很想打他﹐很想放棄的感覺。。可是一個忍字能夠看到他的進步。只要有耐心﹐多難教的學生都不成問題。不同的學生就需用不同的方法 去教導他們。教練就有如一位學校教課的老師﹐這一個方法不能夠讓他們明白﹐就換另一個方法。用盡自己的方法都無效﹐就嘗試下參考別人的方法。。也許有用 呢。。。教練最重要是要會懂得教禮儀。也要教導他們如何尊敬自己的家人與朋友。。要教他們如何使用你教他們的東西﹐而不可亂用﹐尤其是教功夫的。。。</span></span> </p><p><span style="font-family:宋体, SimSun;"><span lang="zh-CN">教拳時不可讓你的學生覺得悶﹐看到了也要想盡方法讓他們覺得不悶。凶未必能夠教好自己學生﹐可是有時候不凶﹐學生們就會爬上你頭。威嚴要有﹐不過學生緣更重要。你要讓你的學生跟你很好﹐也要讓他們尊敬你。這樣才能成為好的教練。</span></span> </p><p><br /></p><p><span style="font-family:宋体, SimSun;"><span lang="zh-CN">很多人認為做一位好的教練比做一個好的選手還要難﹐不過我卻不認為難。。我倒反而覺得做一個好的選手比做一個好教練還要辛苦。。。。所以要成為好的教練﹐我就得加倍努力咯。。。</span></span> </p><p><br /></p><p><span style="font-family:宋体, SimSun;"><span lang="zh-CN">如有更好的方法﹐不妨說說看。。。</span></span></p></div></div></span>电脑人http://www.blogger.com/profile/05166538928624741188noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-328690055792152973.post-44522339018955572592009-10-14T10:41:00.000-07:002009-10-14T12:09:27.071-07:00以前。。现在。。<span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" ><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">又过了一个学期了。。时间还真的是过得好快!以前的我一点多不觉得快。。。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">在那学期里面,的确发生了很多事情。甚至于很多人格大改变!确实不知道这是好还是坏,是成熟了还是幼稚了。。。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">这学期里,也不知道哪一件事情导致那大改变,还是那一条筋坏掉了。。。</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">大改变?也许问题只在我身上,而不是别人变了。。。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">的确变了!变到连我自己也不认识自己了。。。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">变到开始学着一个人生活,开始想要变得更坚强,更独立,甚至于变得想要自私一点,狡猾一点,直率一点!</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">以前的我哪敢一个人独处。。。哪敢一个人吃饭,一个人逛街,一个人的去剪头发,一个人买东西,一个人出门,一个人回家。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">换去以前的我,宁愿饿着肚子,也不会一个人吃饭!一个人,就宁愿不去逛街,剪头发,买东西还有出门!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">可现在的我,不知怎么一直催眠自己享受一个人的生活。。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">内心就好像有一股声音一直在对自己说:一个人也没关系,就算一个人,你还是可以活得很好的!你可以比一般人还要坚强,因为你是不同的!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">也许这些催眠的话,对像我姐姐那般现实人的看法却是在欺骗自己。。。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">可是,这些催眠的话对我而言确实有效!就在每当我气馁的时候!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">明知道是欺骗着自己,可是我还是相信了!谁叫我是个那么好骗的人!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">我以为以前的我已经很独立了,怎么知道原来都不是。。。现在才开始学独立,也许是太迟了,可是有心就不怕迟啊。。。</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">我所说的独立不只是普通生活上的独立,而是在与内心里的感情,亲情,友情方面的独立。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">也许普通的生活独立我已有了,可是内心的确才要开始!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">以前都不敢尝试是因为没有勇气!害怕改变,害怕一个人的生活,害怕寂寞把我淹没了!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">可是现在的我。。现在的我开始变得有点孤僻了!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">有时其实不用一个人,可是自己偏偏要一个人!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">有时候朋友或亲人愿意陪伴我或载我出去,可是我却犯贱到,坚持要一个人!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">我也不知道自己要干嘛。。</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">也许让我变得独立一点,自私一点,直率一点,我的人才会聪明一点!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">也许这样才会对我自己好一点。。。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">也许这样子会减少对自己的伤害!</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">那过程里,的确是很难熬。有时好还会很情绪化!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">时哭时笑,把整个人弄到好象疯婆子一样!</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">今天考试成绩出炉了。。。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">平时的我一定会紧张到心跳个不停,很赶紧的去看成绩!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">可是现在的我,好像没自觉了。。。一点都不紧张, 也不害怕!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">当知道了过后,成绩比预料中好,可是我的心却没有一点喜悦的感觉!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">倒反而,心里却又一股害怕和担心的感觉。。为什么呢?我也不知道。。</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">现在的我变得很孤僻,很敏感,很自私,很狡猾,说话很刺耳,也开始斤斤计较了!</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">这样的改变对于我的未来,不知道是好还是坏呢。。?</span></span>电脑人http://www.blogger.com/profile/05166538928624741188noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-328690055792152973.post-9723799946934763632009-09-18T23:36:00.000-07:002009-09-18T23:50:40.885-07:00无标题<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">不知最近怎么了。。突然间情绪起伏得很大。。</span></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">有时回想过去所发生的事,眼泪就会不停的流下。。。</span></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">人也一天比一天还要累。。。</span></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">心里一直有种不想活的念头。。。</span></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">看见妈妈,心里一直很难过的。。。</span></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">眼角流下眼泪,想大声的告诉她:你失败的女儿不想留在这世界了!</span></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">这世界的生活很烦恼,很孤独,很现实,很压力,很累。。。</span></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">我真的真的很累了。。。</span></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">一个人的生存在这世界真的很累。。。</span></span><br /></div>电脑人http://www.blogger.com/profile/05166538928624741188noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-328690055792152973.post-21255821295857965162009-08-07T01:53:00.000-07:002009-08-07T02:27:07.329-07:00没心情的一天今天不知怎么了。。。早上起来的心情很不好。。。<br />心里总是觉得很沉重!有一种闷闷的心情不知该怎么办?<br />好烦好烦。。。<br />看了成绩,成绩也不是说考到很差,也没什么期待性。。。心情还是没变。。。<br />吃过了麦当劳,心情还是一样没变。。。一直好像在苦恼着什么。。。<br />我到底怎么了?为何要这样的虐待自己?<br />没什么骂人。。。也不是说很情绪化。。。<br />就是有一种心情不好的感觉。。。<br />脑子里好想有一些东西放不下。。。它是什么?<br />想找人诉说心里面的心情,可是却找不到人。。。<br />心里好像有一种冲动想从家里的窗口跳出去,离别这世界。。。<br />脑子真的觉得很累,很烦!<br />尝试不去想,能吗?电脑人http://www.blogger.com/profile/05166538928624741188noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-328690055792152973.post-12419059316370634822009-08-06T09:34:00.000-07:002009-08-06T09:52:06.672-07:00你去死吧。。。<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2_4MirCGhZ7bgX-g7sbfnPodn17sOtZ2jaPt7XBxkVcnKj6MxtgAUjJ9lNaZ5-hVBcz2elZGqrxV7qjTTrXpuBXE6-ToSCbSKRo1O67K8S-6ock6_JiNv2RpokG3ce9sS5MOBGeWlr62R/s1600-h/angry-face.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366891126133766962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 232px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2_4MirCGhZ7bgX-g7sbfnPodn17sOtZ2jaPt7XBxkVcnKj6MxtgAUjJ9lNaZ5-hVBcz2elZGqrxV7qjTTrXpuBXE6-ToSCbSKRo1O67K8S-6ock6_JiNv2RpokG3ce9sS5MOBGeWlr62R/s400/angry-face.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div>如果你不能公平的像朋友一样的面对我,对待我,请你别出现在我面前!<br />你的出现会领到我很难堪,不知是好!<br />如果答应我的事做不到,请别答应我!我讨厌你得不守信用!是你让我难过的过日子!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjYLbVougunCz8BP9goYa4X0fbH4L1i7mu403T5fiUCRK8jlizJKKjoiZQr49YeYylvkUxV2ptwnCUFEXZnVGmC6n0XJnjwMeuFwGBr4M4XOjop78t938LfBlM76d-fq3fdbiK8pikfsp4/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366891000037798370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 323px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjYLbVougunCz8BP9goYa4X0fbH4L1i7mu403T5fiUCRK8jlizJKKjoiZQr49YeYylvkUxV2ptwnCUFEXZnVGmC6n0XJnjwMeuFwGBr4M4XOjop78t938LfBlM76d-fq3fdbiK8pikfsp4/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div></div>电脑人http://www.blogger.com/profile/05166538928624741188noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-328690055792152973.post-52007872413837227172009-07-19T10:13:00.000-07:002009-07-19T11:23:21.791-07:00Bleeding Love (Leona Lewis)<div align="center">I don’t like this song! Ya I know this song very nice but…it has made me think about something that happened in my pass..Not only the song's lyric influenced me but also the singer’s voice and tone… is too emotion for me... I cannot control myself not to think something that was already in passes</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwD9f6NPHXwXUJto4xVEodYTLsC7mFkOPBIqlB9T8QqZpqAUsUMilibYsQDmVyhfe3SJj8iVmhYDbSLEOJGJHyhDGmn8n49uinhWSa4n8uPTp23PR5eYoNwAgkBuMxEgvQPQdpDdvK-LDx/s1600-h/Leona_Lewis-Bleeding_Love.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360234912560870018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwD9f6NPHXwXUJto4xVEodYTLsC7mFkOPBIqlB9T8QqZpqAUsUMilibYsQDmVyhfe3SJj8iVmhYDbSLEOJGJHyhDGmn8n49uinhWSa4n8uPTp23PR5eYoNwAgkBuMxEgvQPQdpDdvK-LDx/s400/Leona_Lewis-Bleeding_Love.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center">This song lyric is too similar with what I have experienced before…<br />Is too hurt for me to think back about it! Every time, every time I was in upset, the song sure will be hearing by me. The song not only playing around me when I was passed by the place but also in my heart. Why? I don’t know! Sometime, even the song not playing around, but it will sing automatically in my heart! Is because I am crazy…?<br />May be… </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgReDf_0lD6UzQQqVz5JMP8b4PU1tQkq35O1iLIdngbqOV-T8CQwr4D8rYFKb1uMpzhdtQ_293D5hvUO1VMQpMm2S0g9TunNzHhwad_rpUPaiSE1fhr5SOAMxy97zP7DruMm0zK4jHVQJCW/s1600-h/women-suffering-insomnia.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360234812448618226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgReDf_0lD6UzQQqVz5JMP8b4PU1tQkq35O1iLIdngbqOV-T8CQwr4D8rYFKb1uMpzhdtQ_293D5hvUO1VMQpMm2S0g9TunNzHhwad_rpUPaiSE1fhr5SOAMxy97zP7DruMm0zK4jHVQJCW/s400/women-suffering-insomnia.jpg" border="0" /></a> Bleeding love<br />Have your heart bleeding before…? Ya I have experienced a lot times… May be I should learn how to freeze my heart from getting hurt by someone… not only hurting by lover, but also my best friend and friends… </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7Nzb4XuQIIjCUgP7MHW8hXpsKk52QOOXvuklhyaaXPx4MsV5qCypKaJ1VOS3dO6QLf7sfxVKCO15vKI0C_F1-4PR3NKwVfRXylsjZcQ6PjDEbVs7cfOJt5AVSvmLqL2OTxos21lKa4v4M/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360234533369531714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7Nzb4XuQIIjCUgP7MHW8hXpsKk52QOOXvuklhyaaXPx4MsV5qCypKaJ1VOS3dO6QLf7sfxVKCO15vKI0C_F1-4PR3NKwVfRXylsjZcQ6PjDEbVs7cfOJt5AVSvmLqL2OTxos21lKa4v4M/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /></a> </div><div align="left">Sometime, I have thinking to kill myself when I heard this song. This song will affect my mood become more terrible. I have tried my best, tried my best to think more positive but… but my tear still will flow down when I heard or reflect this song! Why..? Tear flow from my eye, bleeding from my heart…<br /><br /></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#000066;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#000066;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#000066;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#000066;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="color:#000066;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="color:#000066;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="color:#000066;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="color:#000066;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;">Bleeding Love (Leona Lewis)</span></div><div align="center">Closed off from love I didn’t need the pain<br />Once or twice was enough and it was all in vain<br />Time starts to pass before you know it you’re frozen<br /><br />But something happened for the very first time with you<br />My heart melted to the ground found something true<br />And everyone’s looking around thinking I’m going crazy<br /><br />But I don’t care what they say I’m in love with you<br />They try to pull me away but they don’t know the truth<br />My heart’s crippled by the vein that I keep on closing<br />You cut me open and i<br /><br />Keep bleeding,<br />Keep, keep bleeding love<br />I keep bleeding<br />I keep, keep bleeding love<br />Keep bleeding<br />Keep, keep bleeding love<br />You cut me open<br /><br />Trying hard not to hear but they talk so loud<br />Their piercing sounds fill my ears try to fill me with doubt<br />Yet I know that the goal is to keep me from failing<br /><br />But nothing’s greater than the rest that comes with your embrace<br />And in this world of loneliness I see your face<br />Yet everyone around me thinking that I’m going crazy,<br />May be…maybe<br /><br />But I don’t care what they say I’m in love with you<br />They try to pull me away but they don’t know the truth<br />My heart’s crippled by the vein that I keep on closing<br />You cut me open and i<br /><br />Keep bleeding,<br />Keep, keep bleeding love<br />I keep bleeding<br />I keep, keep bleeding love<br />Keep bleeding<br />Keep, keep bleeding love<br />You cut me open<br /><br />And it’s draining all of me<br />Oh they find it hard to believe<br />I’ll be wearing these scars for everyone to see<br /><br />But I don’t care what they say I’m in love with you<br />They try to pull me away but they don’t know the truth<br />My heart’s crippled by the vein that I keep on closing<br />You cut me open and i<br /><br />Keep bleeding,<br />Keep, keep bleeding love<br />I keep bleeding<br />I keep, keep bleeding love<br />Keep bleeding<br />Keep, keep bleeding love<br />You cut me open<br /><br />Keep bleeding,<br />Keep, keep bleeding love<br />I keep bleeding<br />I keep, keep bleeding love<br />Keep bleeding<br />Keep, keep bleeding love<br />You cut me open<br /><br />Keep bleeding<br />Keep, keep bleeding love </div>电脑人http://www.blogger.com/profile/05166538928624741188noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-328690055792152973.post-48350576039203480352009-07-17T23:10:00.000-07:002009-07-17T23:29:24.985-07:00The Leader's Pormise<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-tJ-LdKOX3_T3LdoHJhACLrdPAhIcfwRIrjEgY7ZalOCd09J4L9iiRSRMvxU_XfmWwaFuuPN0o_YdI1dvPrENYuyKaHeMYeCNoKnmyxf8X5OIT5PqpVEQbFpO8zAspcQkt-j8MMLyK6HN/s1600-h/DMCAIJDKHJCATL2XKZCAXLZJ0TCAMS1IGNCAIDAF0ACA89M03ZCA1R8PS1CAWX4EKZCAYTYIB4CA2ZN95CCAZG2Y2CCA942WKVCAC7OWP0CAOW0219CA5JZOWDCAP6GMFOCAVV6L2MCAXK296UCAFDCVZF.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359683243329457538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 126px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 126px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-tJ-LdKOX3_T3LdoHJhACLrdPAhIcfwRIrjEgY7ZalOCd09J4L9iiRSRMvxU_XfmWwaFuuPN0o_YdI1dvPrENYuyKaHeMYeCNoKnmyxf8X5OIT5PqpVEQbFpO8zAspcQkt-j8MMLyK6HN/s400/DMCAIJDKHJCATL2XKZCAXLZJ0TCAMS1IGNCAIDAF0ACA89M03ZCA1R8PS1CAWX4EKZCAYTYIB4CA2ZN95CCAZG2Y2CCA942WKVCAC7OWP0CAOW0219CA5JZOWDCAP6GMFOCAVV6L2MCAXK296UCAFDCVZF.jpg" border="0" /></a>昨晚跟他通电话,才知道原来有许许多多的事情我是不知道的。。。<br />从一开始,我以为他就是这样的人,把我们抛下,什么都不管。。<br />也许他说的是对的。。他不是想抛下我们不管,而是我们从来没人渴望他的帮助,渴望他回来。。。<br />也许有太多的东西我不知道了,因为我不在圈内,我也不能那么多管闲事,因为他们从未想需要我的帮忙。<br />他对我们的失望,我能感受到。。。就好像我对她们的失望一样。。。<br />也许他说得对,问题出现了不是一直在怪谁的错,也不是在逃避问题。。而是想尽办法决解问题!对啊,怎么他的这一点我却没发现到。。。这么久了,想回去才知道!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCiobmplRaFSwFTPqezjhLyR_tAQvGnSbuoz6r2lLRKJw5CbqHjO261462xVZAI79cPMqynWOLJRx-nrwPM9WxwN7YMvDbog9fj1SUZUoLflZ_cX32rW_OPDxW9Joq6NcQbp1lrauwGiSs/s1600-h/DMCAIJDKHJCATL2XKZCAXLZJ0TCAMS1IGNCAIDAF0ACA89M03ZCA1R8PS1CAWX4EKZCAYTYIB4CA2ZN95CCAZG2Y2CCA942WKVCAC7OWP0CAOW0219CA5JZOWDCAP6GMFOCAVV6L2MCAXK296UCAFDCVZF.jpg"><strong><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></strong></a></div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgK7kLKoOWuZ9-YYC8DnAr0yIav0ip5WpaA56sWCWKzeQQHUDe2fPwt4h4s4yF2GWAsMG-XI4CqQ8Q8lJW6NzJcqsl7gAGQ3ahDQbEkOrzHfp6CCGeZCqOwoTv0Msr1W6rz8Qj1XwvUdGwI/s1600-h/47CARECP02CANJAKEPCA966JN8CAIWGP2MCAOMP7C9CAR9W076CAOH8NB6CAW8E2H6CAVCLE12CA0ZR65KCA1LC808CAWBHX2QCAINL0PMCABQ6A2RCAFFCB39CAU90BBYCA14LXHACAHO81A1CAIISBGC.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359681595222385250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 113px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgK7kLKoOWuZ9-YYC8DnAr0yIav0ip5WpaA56sWCWKzeQQHUDe2fPwt4h4s4yF2GWAsMG-XI4CqQ8Q8lJW6NzJcqsl7gAGQ3ahDQbEkOrzHfp6CCGeZCqOwoTv0Msr1W6rz8Qj1XwvUdGwI/s400/47CARECP02CANJAKEPCA966JN8CAIWGP2MCAOMP7C9CAR9W076CAOH8NB6CAW8E2H6CAVCLE12CA0ZR65KCA1LC808CAWBHX2QCAINL0PMCABQ6A2RCAFFCB39CAU90BBYCA14LXHACAHO81A1CAIISBGC.jpg" border="0" /></a> I might said that Ya! Leader’s commitment is very important that will be influenced the overall performances. If u wants to success as a leader, u must have a strong commitment even only during the a few hours. If the leader doesn’t have this kind of commitment, then how can you lead your committee to success the organization?<br /><div><div></div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSHTNmz71rHRzD2cmvKmRNPP4tmBlPH30udehUADTaplcjgDScEQ-b09DaoYwoerZZUiUEZT0Z3d6NcLUNOMuF5oVC-axF7Mdd4SbqQEoY3PGv5yiYpKJevFB0gRkrxjHL1FRhyphenhyphenB0HDhLZ/s1600-h/6GCA3443UMCA2HIYQ8CAB5RQROCA06N6TECA4Q9GXXCASMQBAJCARCMGYBCA0D8V26CAIIPMG3CANDMSZTCAJK9JK2CA5MWMVOCACB2XLGCAWE8RQZCANVO9G3CA6HZMETCAST132ICA9LE3TNCAQZUQ8P.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359680835559562386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSHTNmz71rHRzD2cmvKmRNPP4tmBlPH30udehUADTaplcjgDScEQ-b09DaoYwoerZZUiUEZT0Z3d6NcLUNOMuF5oVC-axF7Mdd4SbqQEoY3PGv5yiYpKJevFB0gRkrxjHL1FRhyphenhyphenB0HDhLZ/s400/6GCA3443UMCA2HIYQ8CAB5RQROCA06N6TECA4Q9GXXCASMQBAJCARCMGYBCA0D8V26CAIIPMG3CANDMSZTCAJK9JK2CA5MWMVOCACB2XLGCAWE8RQZCANVO9G3CA6HZMETCAST132ICA9LE3TNCAQZUQ8P.jpg" border="0" /></a>Yes, he is right!<br /></div><br /><div><div>What for he come back if we don’t have this kind of commitment even only in a few hours? Feel like a stupid…I thought they have contacted him when they have faced some problems. But now what I know is they are NOT! But now what I can do..? Still think about that…<br /></div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6lW47mV5-I2hOtQTcRZBEm1MXrZTh8nvdGTnsTSGU9_ee_OgtdeZZLzjOPNUNMKJVXciNNrDEDWoLtOAztK7Um82ZNlvYQ4-Gsdb6JuTt4dZXOMp0i4ppHFcllQhdbmaNpGQDEtRWnz_k/s1600-h/SDCAOSIY6UCAPG41XYCAA9PH21CA21OGKJCA3HNI7SCAX7K1WXCAU0R1I5CAJARZJSCA9TQLZMCALO2IWRCA5Y4IZ0CA73GSX8CADZ6F8PCA4PTGTDCAE2O6SLCA70SYU0CA8D18KICAE96B07CAYVV7PC.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359680281911858562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 125px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 125px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6lW47mV5-I2hOtQTcRZBEm1MXrZTh8nvdGTnsTSGU9_ee_OgtdeZZLzjOPNUNMKJVXciNNrDEDWoLtOAztK7Um82ZNlvYQ4-Gsdb6JuTt4dZXOMp0i4ppHFcllQhdbmaNpGQDEtRWnz_k/s400/SDCAOSIY6UCAPG41XYCAA9PH21CA21OGKJCA3HNI7SCAX7K1WXCAU0R1I5CAJARZJSCA9TQLZMCALO2IWRCA5Y4IZ0CA73GSX8CADZ6F8PCA4PTGTDCAE2O6SLCA70SYU0CA8D18KICAE96B07CAYVV7PC.jpg" border="0" /></a> Ya, he disappointed is because what leaders have promised him, they have not live up. Are they forgetting about him..? Are they asking for his permission..? NO! Have them respect about him...?NO also…<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXLgdr06B8cULW57EbIND7lBpEIEF1tExXtIld8CbFltw-9UVwEsRs3ieWmPTc4tlriuh57yA7YvRG4wzXJurXsQsOMWMyK3h4-b4rW-Wyb_xt98FnHXSw8AGvQ7v59MClEKr0MkKDChUG/s1600-h/IQCAQVOQMWCA3ND1RXCAR9W4SPCAGQ67P1CAXF2D02CAB5Y47ECAVNIROYCA0R59YLCAZ51SC6CA8XHQ0TCAI7M9OKCAJCQOK6CA3HMZUWCAI6FIJACAWOKZY9CAUJX4ISCARP5IKCCA97DAJICA6P4VQU.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359679936191299986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 137px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 97px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXLgdr06B8cULW57EbIND7lBpEIEF1tExXtIld8CbFltw-9UVwEsRs3ieWmPTc4tlriuh57yA7YvRG4wzXJurXsQsOMWMyK3h4-b4rW-Wyb_xt98FnHXSw8AGvQ7v59MClEKr0MkKDChUG/s400/IQCAQVOQMWCA3ND1RXCAR9W4SPCAGQ67P1CAXF2D02CAB5Y47ECAVNIROYCA0R59YLCAZ51SC6CA8XHQ0TCAI7M9OKCAJCQOK6CA3HMZUWCAI6FIJACAWOKZY9CAUJX4ISCARP5IKCCA97DAJICA6P4VQU.jpg" border="0" /></a> I have felt disappointed start from during that time. But I not fully agreed what his think, but sometime what he said is right. I also don’t like him but sometime I must agree what he says because is reasonable. Is it everything will become worst if u don’t like the person?<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXqX21TN47W8P2r3HgwpolN_N2vAD-ehlbJWBtQlM0tV1xFqMZwOUPg1W3ZYAyHVXq_OuQ8LBezUhz14Okn3RdrOskVVfs57D8bRLw6kKveHeyQWqm7sRuFT3ZsR21U4WQi5O1KqUOdoK6/s1600-h/Q0CA72R230CAN933GNCAW3PDGZCAQWC9MQCADM0SFICAEZ2MRUCACRIOQ8CA86GNGLCA62EQQXCAOK0LTMCASHPECLCA6LWRSSCALP9FZ6CATWPC60CAO4AAI5CAL0ISQCCAZ2NHQMCAW49505CA4XKW3G.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359679286898655874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXqX21TN47W8P2r3HgwpolN_N2vAD-ehlbJWBtQlM0tV1xFqMZwOUPg1W3ZYAyHVXq_OuQ8LBezUhz14Okn3RdrOskVVfs57D8bRLw6kKveHeyQWqm7sRuFT3ZsR21U4WQi5O1KqUOdoK6/s400/Q0CA72R230CAN933GNCAW3PDGZCAQWC9MQCADM0SFICAEZ2MRUCACRIOQ8CA86GNGLCA62EQQXCAOK0LTMCASHPECLCA6LWRSSCALP9FZ6CATWPC60CAO4AAI5CAL0ISQCCAZ2NHQMCAW49505CA4XKW3G.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div></div></div></div></div>电脑人http://www.blogger.com/profile/05166538928624741188noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-328690055792152973.post-27885819452757172662009-07-13T23:44:00.000-07:002009-07-13T23:47:08.772-07:00船到桥头自然直?船到桥头自然直,真的是这样用的吗?<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEic6_wZ11XNeqxXdcodykxeKQO-yXouBvwDVPgm5HTWEAyhafKCOgkKVAPzMSDapVuMcreFui_EY235N5YIRVcw24U31cwsKedgkiX5iu2qSVpkZQUbrLioN9e5tUpehcovDq-9E-_Z5d1N/s1600-h/pi20061806a1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEic6_wZ11XNeqxXdcodykxeKQO-yXouBvwDVPgm5HTWEAyhafKCOgkKVAPzMSDapVuMcreFui_EY235N5YIRVcw24U31cwsKedgkiX5iu2qSVpkZQUbrLioN9e5tUpehcovDq-9E-_Z5d1N/s400/pi20061806a1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358203401045547010" /></a><br /><br /><br />这一句谚语也许在没办法的时候,是一个不错的决解心头的烦恼。<br />可是嘛。。。近来,好像越来越多人太过于依赖这一句谚语了!!<br />真的是这样用的吗?<br />真的那么好用吗?<br /><br />船到了桥头也许会直,可是问题出现了,是不是也像船头一样会不见或决解呢?<br />是不是把问题放着,它就会自然而然的消失呢?<br />你相信这一句话吗?<br /><br />我相信这一句话!可是却不会去依赖它。。<br />因为它可靠度就只有百分之五十,却不能让我有百分百的决解掉问题。<br />很多人就是太相信这一句话,把它放着一旁,也没任何行动,结果那百分之五十的副作用就发作了!<br /><br />对我而言,这一句谚语只是用于紧急关头,想不出办法的时候来安慰自己的借口!<br />却不是什么决解方法。。。<br /><br />你呢?<br />你是怎么想这一句谚语的呢?<br />你对它的相信度有多高?电脑人http://www.blogger.com/profile/05166538928624741188noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-328690055792152973.post-72371190908398690812009-06-09T01:52:00.000-07:002009-06-09T08:40:28.189-07:00失败恋爱屡人生很漫长的,我和姐姐的恋爱次数并不少,可是两人总是失败在于中。看似我们俩谈起这话题时,好像很有经验一样,对于男生都很有把握的决绝掉他们。可笑的是两人都在这情中,可说是最失败的那个。。。尤其是我,最严重的!!也许这就是我的命运吧。。。<br /><br />初恋<br />这我也不知算不算是恋爱其中,也可以说像是中学所常有的puppy love吧。。。<br />在一次的Langkawi旅行中,我跟他就有了联络。在之前,我们俩彼此都知道有对方的存在,只是没聊过而已。。那时的我是去旅行帮忙,也是去享受。。。记得有一次,我们玩游戏玩得很疯癫,我就好像一个玩到疯了的癫婆一样。。突然间冷冷的一句:“好像三八一样!”转过头,竟然看到一位很高大的男生对着我说这一句话。。那时的我真的好气噢。心想:怎么这男的说话那么直接啊?一定是不喜欢我,少跟他说话为妙。。废事他又讲我了。。那时开始,我不敢再跟这男的讲那么多话。。。<br /><br />还记得在Langkawi的最后一天晚上,我们整大班朋友大概有二十多人聚在一间中房里玩牌。。那时挺夜了,我们还玩到隔壁房的房主来投诉。。哈哈。。我跟他不知几时坐在隔壁,他边玩着yoyo边跟我们一起玩牌,还叫我帮他拿牌和开牌,好像工人式一样,我也不知为什么那时候要帮他。。。真好笑。。玩游戏的时候,我们俩也不知什么时候开始合作了,一起玩一起惩罚输的人。。最记得有一次,有一位男生为了要捉弄我,竟然合作其他来惩罚我,因为他们不爽我们俩互相合作。。那时候的我可被他们弄得很惨很丑嘞!!不过到最后,他也帮我弄得他们全部惨惨的。。。想回去还真得很好笑。。哈哈。。<br />虽说玩游戏的时候改变了我们两人的默契,可是嘛。。我还是不敢跟他说那么多话。。所以每次在他面前都是静静的。。回想回去,我还真的好假嘞~呕。。<br />在旅行回家的途中,我跟他也没什么聊,他跟我姐姐就聊得多了。。<br /><br />那次旅行过后,我们俩还是保持着联络。。认识他过后的期间还真的很好笑。。。每次他用简讯跟我聊天的时候,我姐姐都会在那时侯找他聊。。也就是说,同时间他在跟我们俩姐妹聊。。。更好笑的是- 记得有一次,就在他同时跟我们俩姐妹聊的时候,我们俩姐妹竟然有默契到同时问他同一个问题,这问题竟然把他也吓坏得还大赞我们太有默契了。。好奇吧。。?<br />我姐姐问他:你是不是喜欢我妹妹?<br />我却问他:你是不是喜欢我姐姐?<br />哈哈~连我自己都不敢相信。。。<br />到最后,他当然有回答我们这问题。。。因为我们两姐妹是逼供王嘛。。<br />他回答我是:“是啦是啦,喜欢你啦~开心吗?”我当然没回答他什么的,因为我觉得他是玩玩的。。所以也没有什么开心和不开心的。。<br />姐姐简讯那儿的答案是:yaya, i like her, can?姐姐告诉我答案,但我还是把他当着玩玩敷衍姐姐而已。<br /><br />认识他之后,我们两个几乎每一天都在聊天,什么都聊!!!<br />那时候的他已经毕业了,而我呢?正踏入中学最后一年的时候,也就是面临着大考的一年。。。<br />可是我们还是继续的每一天都在聊。。。哈哈。。<br /><br />说聊久了没好感是假的,心得确实有心动过。只是还是会想起家人的劝诉,读完书先才谈恋爱。所以在他跟我告白的时候,我就拒绝他了!但是啊~我们之间的默契也没被我的拒绝给影响到,还是像以前那样的每一天都在聊!!越聊久心就越动。。就在他第二次告白,我就答应他了!对不起妈妈,你女儿输了。。心动了!!我们在一起的时候已经是开学的时候。。。<br />知道要面临大考的我告诉他:“这几天我也许会少跟你聊了,甚至有时侯会没回复你的讯息,你别生气哦。。。因为妈妈安排了很多补习班给我。”<br />那时候的他很尊重我,尽期量不在星期一至星期五找我,除非我找他,他才跟我聊。每个星期的周末,他的简讯都会准时的跟我报到。听我说些开心和不开心的。。<br /><br />就再一次的聚会里,我们俩以情侣的身份再见面,再见面却竟然有了尴尬的感觉。。。俩人也不知说什么好,就只会傻笑。。嘿嘿的在笑。。。到了玩游戏时候,那么多人还会玩什么游戏,当然是玩真心话啦。。。也是用扑克牌来玩!真不凑巧的我竟然抽到问问题的卡,而他也同时抽到被问的卡。这时候在场的每个朋友都变得鸦雀无声,好奇得想知道我会问他什么问题。。我什么都不敢问,因为对我而言,如果我想知道他的事,我一定会在只有我们两个人的时候问他,因为那只是我和他的问题!而那时候的我竟然问了一道我已经知道答案的问题。那就是:“和我在一起之前,你有过女朋友吗?”“她是谁呢?”还没在一起之前,这问题是他的死对头已经告诉了我,所以我也没什么期待他会给什么答案。不过他到最后也没骗我的告诉了真真的答案。。。傻傻的他竟然在第二天送简讯地问我是否在意他没告诉我过去的事,而我也告诉了他,其实假惺惺的我早已知道答案了。<br /><br />跟他在一起没什么事会让我不开心的,只是时间越久,我就会回想去我到底董不懂得爱是什么?心情很忧闷得想起这问题。。。因为那一段时间,身边太多的朋友面临失恋的结果!失恋不是什么大事,只是她们失去的实在太多了。。。有时候因为这问题就会想起我到底是不是真的喜欢他?越想越不对劲,没什么见面,怎么我的心却不会想起他。。我真的喜欢他吗?还是因为初恋,所以贪恋,才会接受他?那我岂不是在玩弄他?好过分嘞~<br /><br />从新加坡比赛回来过后几天,我们就分手了。我只能跟他说对不起,不是他不好,是我不值得他对我好。谢谢他曾经为了我参与一直以来不大喜欢参与的比赛,而且还受了伤!我感动过!真得谢谢你曾给我这么多的回忆。。<br /><br />我的初恋就这么笨,根本不懂得珍惜!<br />这回忆记录还没完成,将会以内疚的恋爱完成!电脑人http://www.blogger.com/profile/05166538928624741188noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-328690055792152973.post-41369272730476834042008-12-17T04:24:00.000-08:002008-12-17T05:26:56.271-08:00我們的成長過程..<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdbbtqAJV5WR65IoB38ntmTLb1If8jyuQUti8kP4NqWI_KNwodfEpV77kl2Ct7RTJFgt8_VRD0BpwiwV0j-f3h9fCwEgTP50UwWc9V0S4Ml3PrYEyVuqkOoviyDUDt8njp6sc70-u34aiC/s1600-h/DSC00020.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdbbtqAJV5WR65IoB38ntmTLb1If8jyuQUti8kP4NqWI_KNwodfEpV77kl2Ct7RTJFgt8_VRD0BpwiwV0j-f3h9fCwEgTP50UwWc9V0S4Ml3PrYEyVuqkOoviyDUDt8njp6sc70-u34aiC/s200/DSC00020.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280746345106030274" /></a><br />我的姐姐,是個麻煩人物!<br />我跟她已經相處了二十年了..大家還是吵吵鬧鬧的...<br />有時候她真的會把你也給氣死...<br />吵歸吵,可是我和她的感情還是很好...<br />有甚麼事,大家還是會找對方商量或訴苦...<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGJLl7i5iSNdhDwmj6HVawsoH2eyiK2SBH589IXETf1pMMWZckqPHqvUajmLeq6bmSbbnWC87I8hL0sxGHdPeJtcZpqaeSXo139PDFJx_8BvOf4XWPgSbXgDrUqmOulIkqVHlcg9U9Iud8/s1600-h/1424277869093m.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 287px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGJLl7i5iSNdhDwmj6HVawsoH2eyiK2SBH589IXETf1pMMWZckqPHqvUajmLeq6bmSbbnWC87I8hL0sxGHdPeJtcZpqaeSXo139PDFJx_8BvOf4XWPgSbXgDrUqmOulIkqVHlcg9U9Iud8/s320/1424277869093m.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280738589803826034" /></a><br />這是我們倆人小時後的照片,小小的時後感情就很好了...<br /> *<br /> *<br /> *<br /> *<br /> <span style="font-weight:bold;"> V </span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCwWTZyVGqvzuyreamNRJWDQ4VqHkbg5_YNPwpUCqc1bfClpHvHrRD6V0L4cHC8VI7pC4uIrsc3c0bFZCGEGHSt07aWJqhUyHO2xwnY60Aal9Eji0tcDRhiqrAng3w1peNp6yu0nNnZwj7/s1600-h/sis+n+me.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 286px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCwWTZyVGqvzuyreamNRJWDQ4VqHkbg5_YNPwpUCqc1bfClpHvHrRD6V0L4cHC8VI7pC4uIrsc3c0bFZCGEGHSt07aWJqhUyHO2xwnY60Aal9Eji0tcDRhiqrAng3w1peNp6yu0nNnZwj7/s320/sis+n+me.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280737321182280658" /></a><br />這是我們中學的時候,那時的樣子還是很嫩呢...最記得這一長相片是在我們從一日游回來的時候拍的...<br /> *<br /> *<br /> *<br /> *<br /> <span style="font-weight:bold;"> V</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE1aAQT-l9exAjELflb47lPRNmUhgqDEU1V_V1yqIPMKxQ7uJMxt9KoXXFmGuM0IA-ynnSyJ2KUccMENLkhicLm1kT6hU8GMaJyGTjRvabal13-vx4wddx-z0ByRe1qwG0861z3sBiFvgS/s1600-h/1791952741923l.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 275px; height: 310px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE1aAQT-l9exAjELflb47lPRNmUhgqDEU1V_V1yqIPMKxQ7uJMxt9KoXXFmGuM0IA-ynnSyJ2KUccMENLkhicLm1kT6hU8GMaJyGTjRvabal13-vx4wddx-z0ByRe1qwG0861z3sBiFvgS/s320/1791952741923l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280737005385365922" /></a><br />這可是我們兩姐妹的第一張大頭貼呢...那個時候是我的生日,姐姐卻約了她的朋友們幫我慶祝...<br />那時候的我真的很開心..<br /> *<br /> *<br /> *<br /> *<br /> <span style="font-weight:bold;"> V</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwJlLJWynMQUBIJZHqJ0CNL0s-ROMSzb3PwfidbUx3ONagcUl4eSIVqb04ChY0A7C71LOIeMBJdp5ONLKyZi6AZ4yBeD05rGVOhyIqNzccXrmHgzbn7AE5WduOJ-8lf3qW6CuA7KnSP6ap/s1600-h/407905920l.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/AVvXsEgwJlLJWynMQUBIJZHqJ0CNL0s-ROMSzb3PwfidbUx3ONagcUl4eSIVqb04ChY0A7C71LOIeMBJdp5ONLKyZi6AZ4yBeD05rGVOhyIqNzccXrmHgzbn7AE5WduOJ-8lf3qW6CuA7KnSP6ap/s320/407905920l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280736741047733426" /></a><br />嗯...這一張是在我們讀著foundation的時候拍下來的...那時候還是presentation過後...<br /> *<br /> *<br /> *<br /> *<br /> <span style="font-weight:bold;"> V</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_5el_Je1plz2ShY7Vmho1Ga_kuNvbRc-DwPED7yL0LWX8eu4Yzbzzf3MAErfo1w1CYhY5nhaoCMmF4WZBJh7q_j0V27h7jj7mY-ft_MsZW0iKdQfI2H_9z0k8R9JeKxugvyQtMZP6inGs/s1600-h/My+sis+n+me..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/AVvXsEg_5el_Je1plz2ShY7Vmho1Ga_kuNvbRc-DwPED7yL0LWX8eu4Yzbzzf3MAErfo1w1CYhY5nhaoCMmF4WZBJh7q_j0V27h7jj7mY-ft_MsZW0iKdQfI2H_9z0k8R9JeKxugvyQtMZP6inGs/s320/My+sis+n+me..JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280736582900949122" /></a><br />這一張是我們正在比賽的時候拍下來的...<br />那時候的我們正任為散打的裁判長..<br />那時候的我們可真像女強人呢...好酷哦..<br /> *<br /> *<br /> *<br /> *<br /> <span style="font-weight:bold;">V</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIssBqIYu9qgUNaP4uObWzGzQKnaqqUBoWooCPyVSGmM2BFRd9xJWUOqCoTjbmZuKpwKwQd0mHftuYRHZKJ3Tr9nlHSUkE88bMsp5QoNcyEhnLMXedLYSRx2UmRtx3MdC86kzZ1I1MBlRd/s1600-h/DSC00300.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/AVvXsEgIssBqIYu9qgUNaP4uObWzGzQKnaqqUBoWooCPyVSGmM2BFRd9xJWUOqCoTjbmZuKpwKwQd0mHftuYRHZKJ3Tr9nlHSUkE88bMsp5QoNcyEhnLMXedLYSRx2UmRtx3MdC86kzZ1I1MBlRd/s320/DSC00300.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280736035110607714" /></a><br />這一張可是我們最近的樣子...是在我堂姐的婚禮拍下來的...<br /><br />真希望我們倆可以拍出更多的照片..那就可看得到我們倆的感情成長過程..电脑人http://www.blogger.com/profile/05166538928624741188noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-328690055792152973.post-13856328247466707522008-12-16T05:31:00.000-08:002008-12-16T07:50:40.354-08:00拉大的生活 (Utar's life)<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhjgDkaomXx5g6Bt_lUWDMSBo4O3rCUEW11JWjtQ2F-G0W48JR2PX_HElpZZ_iSbLriA8y80Vvwf2IHRnK5rE7u3T18nVjkJE9I_gZoGy84vIoUeoaCIJFuepc6kT-jfqaKhCSvfj9EX09/s1600-h/building_FAM_b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 188px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhjgDkaomXx5g6Bt_lUWDMSBo4O3rCUEW11JWjtQ2F-G0W48JR2PX_HElpZZ_iSbLriA8y80Vvwf2IHRnK5rE7u3T18nVjkJE9I_gZoGy84vIoUeoaCIJFuepc6kT-jfqaKhCSvfj9EX09/s400/building_FAM_b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280406457824410946" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:130%;">算算下,我待在拉曼大學的日子已快要三年了...我用了一年在pj 唸基礎課程, 然後搬來sg long繼續我的學士...從未想過要讀大學的我,卻因為媽媽的意願而進了拉大...
<br />那時候的我並不是一個人,而是和姐姐還有表姐一起...
<br />那次就是我們第一次搬出來獨立的時候...</span>
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<br /> <span style="font-weight: bold;"> Foundation life:</span>
<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKh5rUOKBib7QpWrrYP3HPWWPeB-UDFWL0VgcAkHhwTd-sguhqIu-O8rEPXLeQ4SAF9-9JpWi7OJ7cYaBz0DSWlhVrYtmx2ggTOebTwpFZDR-2mx5SWvMjer8R2HdjpGYNrmSQVHMS6jSt/s1600-h/673407159l.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKh5rUOKBib7QpWrrYP3HPWWPeB-UDFWL0VgcAkHhwTd-sguhqIu-O8rEPXLeQ4SAF9-9JpWi7OJ7cYaBz0DSWlhVrYtmx2ggTOebTwpFZDR-2mx5SWvMjer8R2HdjpGYNrmSQVHMS6jSt/s400/673407159l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280404794972772130" border="0" /></a>foundation life- ta3: my foundation's classmates...now only left a few in UTAR, so sad....
<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1CqTG7RLkLmOljRBj2_GzZeRWk-3zXoZsee65dWGMxV5CXPCOthtLNtmheSXXH-qLXQpCw0NFxYQlHWqdum41kBYHnp81hCVmIYHd_RQxQYQnDdZ571OrfqkrdqQSZahiVaNAMY6RQfcm/s1600-h/712472564l.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 176px; height: 148px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1CqTG7RLkLmOljRBj2_GzZeRWk-3zXoZsee65dWGMxV5CXPCOthtLNtmheSXXH-qLXQpCw0NFxYQlHWqdum41kBYHnp81hCVmIYHd_RQxQYQnDdZ571OrfqkrdqQSZahiVaNAMY6RQfcm/s320/712472564l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280403030860349586" border="0" /></a>fish and me...she always with me...from foundation until now...some more, we are course mate..hehe..
<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7xAdcVcZwrnIVydyCwksHpHXXdZgqvprdYC-yBTWwnNQ3ZAPJ9ZOhwfp1AT_4rKOIl3QtEg6gkKrelcvARhGElozSHg4_HL9w6YZqLvNb1IvV_clrnzjkBRmvoDQT3o6YuMZcRm2IuL-y/s1600-h/816183437l.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7xAdcVcZwrnIVydyCwksHpHXXdZgqvprdYC-yBTWwnNQ3ZAPJ9ZOhwfp1AT_4rKOIl3QtEg6gkKrelcvARhGElozSHg4_HL9w6YZqLvNb1IvV_clrnzjkBRmvoDQT3o6YuMZcRm2IuL-y/s400/816183437l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280402734587071698" border="0" /></a>Christmas gathering at wangsa maju...we celebrated together...
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<br /> <span style="font-weight: bold;">My housemates:</span>
<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiA2tvSz_tOkzMM2ZByhZiqymyx6jZdtJlMxGKDDevxepVoR_bl7hHI5wVdrmvlkz_0n_zdwk7qyF2o716YNJiB4DswJgfpGfHi836EQDypWsc8LTNtRrR2nc3wW947IL_w2ucpo60ovoH2/s1600-h/Photo-0725.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiA2tvSz_tOkzMM2ZByhZiqymyx6jZdtJlMxGKDDevxepVoR_bl7hHI5wVdrmvlkz_0n_zdwk7qyF2o716YNJiB4DswJgfpGfHi836EQDypWsc8LTNtRrR2nc3wW947IL_w2ucpo60ovoH2/s400/Photo-0725.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280402443716471042" border="0" /></a>our crazy act...haha...sometime we will create something special...funny,rite?
<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqtGu5bzvJDO9vUlEtJ_rG77YoB80hk2Bj_Vl3kZMVrcBatSNnBb0C-qNahi7Qskpa2H0K-_6NtEbnoRUtAjJw-yj3Wc3Qs9kAIlQRaD_UCnnhwunr_HaZirVDzMkm5MoyfTWScZJ4QsQC/s1600-h/IMG_1528.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqtGu5bzvJDO9vUlEtJ_rG77YoB80hk2Bj_Vl3kZMVrcBatSNnBb0C-qNahi7Qskpa2H0K-_6NtEbnoRUtAjJw-yj3Wc3Qs9kAIlQRaD_UCnnhwunr_HaZirVDzMkm5MoyfTWScZJ4QsQC/s400/IMG_1528.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280402073416499906" border="0" /></a>reunion dinner- all housemates before may 2008...we always having dinner together..
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<br /> <span style="font-weight: bold;">My wushu life:</span>
<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj84CtjunInYHiBVnzxQz2klCAXOTkOmpDcB9Q9ECo16fCDkJQvltraU6JCpBNDuqp-as5YZ9CXEJSfjYmuf51rIHWVJjVgxjVJKjQoVGXe7vJgbZjLNZXYhaImmeNTbWPJKv4I-fei6YFE/s1600-h/1_274871981l.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj84CtjunInYHiBVnzxQz2klCAXOTkOmpDcB9Q9ECo16fCDkJQvltraU6JCpBNDuqp-as5YZ9CXEJSfjYmuf51rIHWVJjVgxjVJKjQoVGXe7vJgbZjLNZXYhaImmeNTbWPJKv4I-fei6YFE/s400/1_274871981l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280401559845054242" border="0" /></a> all wushu members: is the last picture when sifu in Utar...they are friendly and kind...
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<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfXjRJG6lg06AslQhkSuHv3rpUjWLYLD-tOxmuO6ld1DWaR1BqUA_PtWKmPOJfucnZDEK3LWTzWYIVXPUUnDZ9Yh6RksBh6bZ3mYaYg8jhILXPrvU3T6kkiqBNnZIPGs1ONYJqE7lPN_g7/s1600-h/1_846593755l.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 244px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfXjRJG6lg06AslQhkSuHv3rpUjWLYLD-tOxmuO6ld1DWaR1BqUA_PtWKmPOJfucnZDEK3LWTzWYIVXPUUnDZ9Yh6RksBh6bZ3mYaYg8jhILXPrvU3T6kkiqBNnZIPGs1ONYJqE7lPN_g7/s320/1_846593755l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280394570014278002" border="0" /></a> wushu night 2008- is the first big event..is included all wushu members..
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<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihvMKlhLgoCv3HkjeCk1UblaqnE99gdzBqDa01ZncK6MHAw6zFMzGALp4B7GjJeXIi7l0l7e0yyYp0BEBenENkMfH-OBriZhwLPEz-9ngRalmIL6cHQnAHN7NRRmDSfZkkhH-qGU84P6_u/s1600-h/CIMG0089.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihvMKlhLgoCv3HkjeCk1UblaqnE99gdzBqDa01ZncK6MHAw6zFMzGALp4B7GjJeXIi7l0l7e0yyYp0BEBenENkMfH-OBriZhwLPEz-9ngRalmIL6cHQnAHN7NRRmDSfZkkhH-qGU84P6_u/s320/CIMG0089.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280394377516751986" border="0" /></a> UPM interaction - the first interaction with other university...fun..
<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZn0I9N4wKLuY3SeuMqXmhlqQt7Ys5tMFMFyTl5v_fUeO70JKMJptIi8fRe9d08pvMGjMYwFLmBGmJ90kcu8_aPWdogX9l1Mk0kusPFr22zi-62sKj5iy5LA3gMUMZqY8hmyhyphenhyphenJKhW4WEn/s1600-h/1_513373207l.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZn0I9N4wKLuY3SeuMqXmhlqQt7Ys5tMFMFyTl5v_fUeO70JKMJptIi8fRe9d08pvMGjMYwFLmBGmJ90kcu8_aPWdogX9l1Mk0kusPFr22zi-62sKj5iy5LA3gMUMZqY8hmyhyphenhyphenJKhW4WEn/s320/1_513373207l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280394007759655346" border="0" /></a>we always performed together...cant count how many event we have performed before...hehe...
<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXpDO6InIV1w65JacpzSkKM4X5h4nEDs1_2iwYV4DHJFXqnlD_vjgG6BpfCee2ikGDyLfBIcT5RvYb2WtXT-fvnIZioqD7Mhdq6yPVh7ahPubDl9pdbKwC72uooaQq8L8R0QNEEyB_Rgpr/s1600-h/1_496883936l.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXpDO6InIV1w65JacpzSkKM4X5h4nEDs1_2iwYV4DHJFXqnlD_vjgG6BpfCee2ikGDyLfBIcT5RvYb2WtXT-fvnIZioqD7Mhdq6yPVh7ahPubDl9pdbKwC72uooaQq8L8R0QNEEyB_Rgpr/s320/1_496883936l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280393888989438658" border="0" /></a> 一起做慈善...
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<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4syMco7qbsrpyM9BNAfCOWzVc8rcejPft_ITQ2JRMx2B23M0D4OfsOXHUsZOUevieKRv6i6l_DhIV817FBJuOWV_y0c7yRIUF3VRmxP23SIM73f9gmgMknetj2vPZBx9iU7OGImkbaQ_7/s1600-h/1_787662443l.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4syMco7qbsrpyM9BNAfCOWzVc8rcejPft_ITQ2JRMx2B23M0D4OfsOXHUsZOUevieKRv6i6l_DhIV817FBJuOWV_y0c7yRIUF3VRmxP23SIM73f9gmgMknetj2vPZBx9iU7OGImkbaQ_7/s320/1_787662443l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280393575348451410" border="0" /></a> exchanging culture with japan's students - carrie, kylie, shin yeong, bell, me , hai ting and penny...
<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUJGwgn6_FyXaILpW4a6IsX7RPDYxepzT9TbNoGEyPSqrWG4sOuxBON0Vy72efM9iePjpIrxLcxICILk1MYvBLVyJ-l_0eC9QTuZZcq6rAtUuqSgS1-FSLod97UeZ_5Y_n5Yt857JRlX2r/s1600-h/1_902394092l.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUJGwgn6_FyXaILpW4a6IsX7RPDYxepzT9TbNoGEyPSqrWG4sOuxBON0Vy72efM9iePjpIrxLcxICILk1MYvBLVyJ-l_0eC9QTuZZcq6rAtUuqSgS1-FSLod97UeZ_5Y_n5Yt857JRlX2r/s320/1_902394092l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280393434143308994" border="0" /></a> fish was killing by me..haha..
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<br /> <span style="font-weight: bold;">Dance life:</span>
<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEVQsSbshUb5pcwXi0NbG1gOZw0VX7lVmTAAue2-k8csq-vZifLj6x6u7O1IPN7Iym_Ein5_v2Zo4o-uf4ui1Qw7Kd3s0_XO3O7pBzgm40wWZDiVUsGmAYMb1vFw5AXiQCLHKmRruAsEGr/s1600-h/yeah.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEVQsSbshUb5pcwXi0NbG1gOZw0VX7lVmTAAue2-k8csq-vZifLj6x6u7O1IPN7Iym_Ein5_v2Zo4o-uf4ui1Qw7Kd3s0_XO3O7pBzgm40wWZDiVUsGmAYMb1vFw5AXiQCLHKmRruAsEGr/s320/yeah.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280393124837775634" border="0" /></a> Hip Hot- the first dance and only the dance performance which i performed in utar...funny group....
<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxAPsDnN-0in7SZj3nainRCpJsieCFuN1AulHSOWkXZ-Kd82uP7gbvuqPCa25_rmm1xIi1U7XDIqf5Czch5Ru0Ma9OvFxA8E2xQAICV_5pGlzEoLEv4kxyKexZJa7H9AmAEu0dlcQwvMVu/s1600-h/gals~.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxAPsDnN-0in7SZj3nainRCpJsieCFuN1AulHSOWkXZ-Kd82uP7gbvuqPCa25_rmm1xIi1U7XDIqf5Czch5Ru0Ma9OvFxA8E2xQAICV_5pGlzEoLEv4kxyKexZJa7H9AmAEu0dlcQwvMVu/s320/gals~.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280392841069899378" border="0" /></a> i like this picture...nice...ya..i only can keep for memorable...cause i already give up as a dancer in my university life after my sister move to Ktar..so sad...
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<br /> <span style="font-weight: bold;"> Degree life: </span>
<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsn24McflwVFlnrBCQutTKr1v8Fi5jLMR6B_3QfX9tANLXrnSEkXG1jvkw5cTLRmpr9PU8yvxtOdwiKgYJjBurle0uuFDphvuuctlzklIK5JgpzYqqrI4nRp4-79p_XtHYzdYgsz-KTCQs/s1600-h/1_332703332l.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsn24McflwVFlnrBCQutTKr1v8Fi5jLMR6B_3QfX9tANLXrnSEkXG1jvkw5cTLRmpr9PU8yvxtOdwiKgYJjBurle0uuFDphvuuctlzklIK5JgpzYqqrI4nRp4-79p_XtHYzdYgsz-KTCQs/s320/1_332703332l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280392520094638866" border="0" /></a> my classmates, we celebrate with each other every year...all are playful and friendly...hehe..
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<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEim5xWTeBAvAQ_i9ajS0unwDKmG9g8WItvsvekfamPmEpZbEjUq-ccxhb7_92ue59Dj0pnHgtC9Zc4yt74P8TOIuoGkUBv_5ZuMr9H2EJYrWYSQeJucIxc8Eu9afV0d_YBf1FDdTjMr9WrS/s1600-h/1_648805563l.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEim5xWTeBAvAQ_i9ajS0unwDKmG9g8WItvsvekfamPmEpZbEjUq-ccxhb7_92ue59Dj0pnHgtC9Zc4yt74P8TOIuoGkUBv_5ZuMr9H2EJYrWYSQeJucIxc8Eu9afV0d_YBf1FDdTjMr9WrS/s320/1_648805563l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280392351040326834" border="0" /></a> BMK T2 students - my classmates...hehe..but now only left 20 peoples..so sad...
<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgahskWM8Xj5dCoIp0EUZ_KXLmYuwHnmX38pJExr0oBxTfqHsFBA3k9jUwcOR8hT2RIE9Sl6o2gP8MPD6cYgiI0_SwJ-u7agj2Rm_sSeZfgtXGCYIaOXlFDf8sq6ToEkkRDFc4Ta6Lp8Qpt/s1600-h/1_417421818l.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgahskWM8Xj5dCoIp0EUZ_KXLmYuwHnmX38pJExr0oBxTfqHsFBA3k9jUwcOR8hT2RIE9Sl6o2gP8MPD6cYgiI0_SwJ-u7agj2Rm_sSeZfgtXGCYIaOXlFDf8sq6ToEkkRDFc4Ta6Lp8Qpt/s320/1_417421818l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280391921197736866" border="0" /></a>jessica, elean and me, we cooked the breakfast by our own...during our class trip in cameron highland..
<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFziq1RTWqAkV7yZcbMAHEY0xKKA65KwDyjnNZQnvPBc0Nq_gAiYaF_-jtZJOlKbBDAT8f31Z8RwX5UMdrJs5Tb5KAEufry4aJ17qPDb1Xh9dz79ptFEwhwvOKw5TanK1x6CevNhOp3Nxy/s1600-h/1_110697227l.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFziq1RTWqAkV7yZcbMAHEY0xKKA65KwDyjnNZQnvPBc0Nq_gAiYaF_-jtZJOlKbBDAT8f31Z8RwX5UMdrJs5Tb5KAEufry4aJ17qPDb1Xh9dz79ptFEwhwvOKw5TanK1x6CevNhOp3Nxy/s320/1_110697227l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280391781185000402" border="0" /></a>Berry, Jessica, me, Elean and giraffe, we are having trip in genting...fun fun fun...
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<br /> <span style="font-weight: bold;"> Marketing Society:</span>
<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5oTXPXbRfQvUdksthYFXwf9yODakPqGuFzW0p9HQ56msDihd0btmuGdnEJ5fRteMJkznVrCTjDc0MKEr3Jyj4WGwNL9d5eYNc5NzznwBea9KNsYXlQUam1tjY_2q4FHqOQ3u1pCOH7j_M/s1600-h/CIMG0074.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5oTXPXbRfQvUdksthYFXwf9yODakPqGuFzW0p9HQ56msDihd0btmuGdnEJ5fRteMJkznVrCTjDc0MKEr3Jyj4WGwNL9d5eYNc5NzznwBea9KNsYXlQUam1tjY_2q4FHqOQ3u1pCOH7j_M/s320/CIMG0074.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280389834234936226" border="0" /></a> Business week - wei huat: my BMK senior and also my wushu club's senior..now he work as a Utar staff..
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<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidXn5SpjuYhyphenhyphen-G-V0DpbitFj7aHK6cLJqMV_7p3v5ys7VV17GtHa_l6HBhOwYEIEk96Wf98HZYw2AORJwjrUZeBeG1E05gi7miqCJ-rsgOjen2VZWcv9f1QVDFZwTCsfoZUi4U_vgXBm_p/s1600-h/CIMG0088.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidXn5SpjuYhyphenhyphen-G-V0DpbitFj7aHK6cLJqMV_7p3v5ys7VV17GtHa_l6HBhOwYEIEk96Wf98HZYw2AORJwjrUZeBeG1E05gi7miqCJ-rsgOjen2VZWcv9f1QVDFZwTCsfoZUi4U_vgXBm_p/s320/CIMG0088.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280389486946256114" border="0" /></a> Business week- all BMK committee members and SRC members..happy when we finished our business week's event.
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<br /><span style="font-size:130%;">別人說,年輕人有機會的話就應該好好想受一下大學的生活...
<br />這也是真的...享受歸享受,功課還是要顧慮...
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<br /></foundation's></foundation's>电脑人http://www.blogger.com/profile/05166538928624741188noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-328690055792152973.post-30652934105649303122008-12-04T01:44:00.000-08:002008-12-04T06:52:11.765-08:00愛情遊戲<div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" >何為愛情遊戲?</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" >愛情遊戲- 是一個沒有責任感的愛情!</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" >愛情遊戲- 像是一場的夢,夢醒了也就是說遊戲已到了GAME OVER 的時候!</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" >愛情遊戲- 聽到這四個字,大家都會覺得只有賤人才會玩這一種遊戲..</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" >愛情遊戲- 是一場人人都不敢玩的遊戲!</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" > 愛情遊戲- 這一場遊戲通常只有男生才會敢敢的去嘗試吧...</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" > 女生會害怕被傷害,往往都不會去碰這樣的遊戲..</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" >因為輸的一方將會被傷害得很厲害,然而贏的一方卻會當成壞人來看待...</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" >兩者卻沒有得益!</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" ></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" >今天不知怎麼了,突然間腦里出現了"愛情遊戲"這四個字..</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" >也許看見幾位說不上認識的壞壞男生吧...</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" >他們也不是說很壞的那一種....只是嘴巴很賤的男生而已..</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" >女生們都會覺得把愛情當成遊戲的男生都是壞男生...</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" >因為多數的女生都會把愛情看式生活中很重要的生活過程...</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" >對啊...女生嘛..</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" ></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" >想著想著...突然間我想到一個很變態又大膽的想法...</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" >我想.......</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" >我想.......</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" >我想.......</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" >我想.......</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" >我想.......</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" >我想跟壞男生玩一場愛情遊戲...</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" ></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" >嘿嘿...很白痴吧?</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" >愛情遊戲- 它已應起了我的挑戰慾望..</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" >愛情遊戲- 雙方無需付起任何責任...對我而言,傷害度也減少了...</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" >我想男生可以玩的遊戲,女生也可以玩吧...</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" >畢竟現在已經是男女平等的時候了...</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" >男生都敢玩的遊戲,女生也要勇敢起來吧...</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" >女生是時候要站起來了,別站在虛弱的原地了...</span><br /></div>电脑人http://www.blogger.com/profile/05166538928624741188noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-328690055792152973.post-1472303559310472582008-12-01T07:25:00.000-08:002008-12-01T07:56:33.595-08:00stupid government hospitalreally stupid and idiot of the government hospital!!!<br /><br />today, i accompany my friend who is sicking go to Kajang Hospital to see doctor...<br />unfortunately, it make us feel disappointed and frustration about them...<br />It really make me feel anger!!<br />How can they call their patient walk from room 5 to room 1...then from room 1 to room 3...<br />stupid staff of the government hospital..<br />really idiot...<br />i think some patient will let them call wait until die..<br />what such of this kind hospital...<br />stupid!!!!!电脑人http://www.blogger.com/profile/05166538928624741188noreply@blogger.com0