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休息不是因为懒惰,而是为了要走更长远的路...这次回去清明, 想了很多...是时候看开, 放下...最重要的, 该长大了..想, 是一定会想的, 只是告诉自己不要想太多..因为我想的都是负面的..再怎么想, 终究那已经过去了..那干脆别想..但想, 终究还是会想..我该往前走了..虽然并不求神拜佛, 这次回去清明是因为要拜祭祖先. 发现有些坟墓已经被遗忘了.. 虽然这些爷爷奶奶我们不曾见过.. 我们晚辈也不能把祖先遗忘..回去扫墓只有我和堂哥两个年轻人, 还蛮欣慰至少我们回去扫墓.. 长辈们要我年年都回去扫墓.. 我只能说可以的话, 我年年都一定会回去扫墓..内孙, 外孙.. 坟墓上的金色, 红色, 绿色.. 冥钱.. 这些很多晚辈都不知道是什么吧.. 31March2009 1.45am Tuesday
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Thursday, March 26, 2009 - 3:43 AM Y
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绿灯没来, 我却硬闯.. 结果受伤了.. 我知道闯红灯的后果, 我还是闯了..如果在爱情里难过时, 不防多听静茹的歌.. 这些就好像能疗伤, 仿佛答案都在里面, 告诉我要怎么走下去..情歌你和我十指紧扣默写前奏, 可是那然后呢? 礼貌的吻别..别再为他流泪别再为他流泪, 别再让他操控你的伤悲就算有一点愚昧一点点后悔.. 也不要太狼狈..他不值得你的泪
把那遗憾留在大雨的街
你曾在迷失的旅途中盲目追
以后为自己醉 每段感情都非常珍贵
他的好你就放在心扉
记得有个人曾让你那样的心醉 爱情之所以为爱情你到底懂不懂 我只要一点温热的触碰
你到底懂不懂
有些话并不是一定要说 你总是漫不在乎 当我看著自己的稀薄
你编织的感觉难以捉摸
你比我的梦境还困惑 4.15am Thursday 26March2009
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Tuesday, March 17, 2009 - 4:27 AM Y
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当男人牵着你的手..当男人吻了你的唇..这算什么?别抱着任何期望..难过会越大..但是哪个女人不会想太多?4.30am 17March2009 Tuesday我们以后会变怎样? 我迫不及待想知道答案...
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Monday, March 16, 2009 - 7:42 AM Y
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我现在终于知道真的有报应..我不想再多说了..一个四年, 一个八年.. 会不会再有一个十二年?神, 上帝, 耶稣, 观音, 圣母都很恨我吧?丝灵, 你真的很失败..7.50am Monday 16March2009
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Sunday, March 15, 2009 - 4:34 PM Y
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像我之前所说的..是时候该清醒看清一切我不该把梦想得太美男人总是残酷的, 残忍的..想得太多, 想得太美..天真得可笑, 像个白痴..由天安排, 顺其自然..就算了吗?是误会吗?就算了...是误会...4.40pm Sunday 15March2009
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Dosen't matter anymore.
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Tuesday, March 10, 2009 - 3:42 AM Y
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这红灯未免也停了太久..听说他和女人撑着一把伞..
那幅画面该有多美丽..
是时候该清醒看清一切
我不该把梦想得太美
男人总是残酷的, 残忍的..
想得太多, 想得太美..
天真得可笑, 像个白痴..
这真的是最后了
我仍感激
不耐煩, 绿灯何时来?
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Sunday, March 8, 2009 - 4:29 AM Y
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Today, the "flies" comes again. But I wasn't really in the mood to smile to them always, or at least serve them politely. I don't! And will not even if they come next time! I know it is unprofessional. I don't care! Whenever "flies" come, my mood can really turns dramatically ugly and sour. My day is good today until those flies came.Anyway, I really have a lot to blog about at work.I mean I really have enough of this person already. Just don't let me volcano erupt!I mean I didn't dislike people at my reception counter, I really like the companion some people giv. But not him! Whenever his buttocks appears somewhere near the reception counter I felt very irritated and I feel like complaining right away to make this area out of bounce to him. See how much longer I can tahan him.5.45am 8th March 2009 Sunday
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Friday, March 6, 2009 - 3:40 AM Y
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我讨厌雨天.. 不是说好了吗? 他或许只是个路人, 我也许也是个路人..我们只是在红灯的时候碰了一面..绿灯一亮时, 相信我们各自会往不同的方向走..这不算什么.. 我不在乎..我们都只不过是路人..他是蚂蚁, 他是猪.. 4.00am 6th March 2009
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Wednesday, March 4, 2009 - 5:17 AM Y
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So, I have recieved letters from school. School is starting in April. After planning quite a little, I'm going to tell my mama to let me pay for my own school fees so that I will feel the pinch in my heart if I want to skip school. Maybe this is a solution to avoid me finding any excuses to go school. I was wondering why am I not worried about my future? Why didn't I care if I could get a diploma certificate and get a better job? Why wasn't I concerned even about if the world is falling apart? Why didn't I not mind if I might die during old age still single and childless? Ok, I am worried, I do care, I am concerned and I really mind a great deal lot. It just feels like I'm always in this fairyland, lala land or dream land or whatever land you want to call it. I am always telling myself things will get on the right path eventually in my life. I am always imagining future, fatasizing how great my future is because soomeone will just come to my rescue and take care of me, so there is no point thinking about my future now. I will not need to worry and care about anything, and in my world, there just need to be sunshine, clouds, sky, rainbow, stars and him. Fantasizing one day when prince charming in armour on his white horse with his shield and sword would suddenly pop up out of no where then he would give me the life that I have always dreamt of. A little starting to get out of point of what I want to blog. Who the hell invented school? 6.00am 04 March 2009 Wednesday
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Went sushi-ing again with Yvonne and Joey. Three sad and troubled women together eating sushi. Haha.. Then Joey and I went hunting and preying on cosmetics. I bought some Eyeliners and Nail polishes from O2 Skin because got 40% discount. Very cheap lor! Maybe I will go and see what I can buy some more tomorrow. And I think this might be the first time Joey bought cosmetics, she bought hell lots of it. Hopefully, she will use the cosmetics like Yvonne will wear the dresses. Hello? Economic crisis going on now hor, use what you buy, don't put them to a waste.. LOL!!00.45am Wednesday 04 March 2009Time really flies! So fast it is March already! Can I ask the traffic police to give Time a fine because it is like going over the speed limit?
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Monday, March 2, 2009 - 2:49 PM Y
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I have always been very envy of the type of relationship my papa and mama have. The sum of their age is over a hundred years old and they are forever still so loving. They still hold hands when they go out, my father still call my mother by the word "lao po". But I rarely heard my mother call my papa "lao gong", unless she is trying to act cute. Then my papa will always laugh, toothlessly and that is cute. My papa will buy my mama pretty gifts during their anniversary, praise my mother that she is pretty and will scold us (mostly me because I am usually the one causing trouble) when we make mama sad or angry.My mama will cook my papa's favourite dishes for dinner and my papa will praise my mama's cooking. Mama will gives papa massages when papa is tired.My papa will sleep on my mama's lap when he is tired when they are watching TV in the living room, my mother will stroke his hair while he drift off to sleep. They will go down together in the evening to the park for a stroll together after dinner, they will go on holiday every few times in a year. The most amazing part is that I have never seen them fighting or quarelling. Once they knew that one of the party is unhappy, the other party always surrender.Recent example is that my mama dislike my papa's best friend. I also dislike that uncle because he always like to "hao lian" to my papa how good his son is, buy him good car, give him a Rolex and blah blah. But my papa still treats him as best friend. Jio him go eat, jio him go out holidaying. They are friends since they were boys. My mama is then like grumbling to my papa about this uncle then my papa just keep quiet. I believe if my papa talks back defending his friend, a quarrel will surely pick up. Luckily my mama is not someone who will say, "why? cannot talk?", she know when to stop. Then their next convesation a few seconds later is about my mama asking him whether he is hungry and want coffee and bread.When however, if my papa is getting unhappy or starts to get a little annoyed, and when my mama realised it then she will like look at my papa in a and "sai nai" abit then my papa will treat as nothing happen. Stopping here as I'm feeling sleepy again, gonna take a short nap before work~~ >.<3.30pm Monday 02March09