tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37500515701544770862012-02-16T21:40:05.752+08:00an ordinary person with extraordinary interest on drawingbangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.comBlogger1841100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-28624251092244077792012-02-09T23:52:00.002+08:002012-02-09T23:59:52.128+08:00其实，<div>我也会担心，</div><div>我也会胡思乱想的啊。</div><div>我知道双子座的你，</div><div>不喜欢被束缚，</div><div>喜爱自由。</div><div>虽然已在一起超过半年，</div><div>却一天也停止对你的心跳。</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>有时候，</div><div>虽然真的很不懂你在想什么。</div><div>但我会全力以赴，</div><div>让你在我身旁感到快乐。</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>你，</div><div>是有些野蛮。</div><div>你，</div><div>是有些孩子气。</div><div>你，</div><div>是有些调皮。</div><div>你，</div><div>就是这样的你，</div><div>让我的心</div><div>一直为你而跳。</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-2862425109224407779?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-39540670276650331892012-01-06T01:53:00.002+08:002012-01-06T02:03:40.067+08:00I've been<div>a naive little animal</div><div>Wondering in your heart and soul</div><div>I've always been waiting</div><div>for your attention</div><div>I hate</div><div>when only ignorance that you gave me</div><div><br /></div><div>I'm like a boy</div><div>I do care about you</div><div>yet sometimes temper controls over me</div><div>It's been unfair for you</div><div>but what am I</div><div>when you disappears out of sudden into nowhere</div><div><br /></div><div>I feel like a lost puppy</div><div>looking for a warming house</div><div>to be as a home</div><div>at least a shade for the sun and rain</div><div><br /></div><div>But I'm just a 20 year old boy</div><div>too matured enough to be immature</div><div>and yet immature to be matured</div><div>I feel, I seal and I heal</div><div>all by myself.</div><div>It's time for me to push myself further</div><div>beyond what I was capable of</div><div>and become what I've never expected in the future</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span ><i>For the time being</i></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span ><i>I could only bow to the reality of the life.</i></span></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-3954067027665033189?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-79466410262875881972011-12-08T00:45:00.004+08:002011-12-08T01:32:39.423+08:00<div>坐在琴旁</div><div>听着高低起伏的旋律</div><div>儿时的记忆</div><div>小学的故事</div><div>中学的回忆</div><div>出社会工作的时光</div><div>再度回到学院求学的感觉</div><div>一一在我脑海里盘旋着</div><div>就像海啸来袭</div><div>像汹涌的浪涌出记忆仓库</div><div>而你又曾有过这种感觉吗？</div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">旧家前鱼池里的鱼</div><div style="text-align: left;">你在天堂还好吗？</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">经常被我用来互相残杀的打架鱼</div><div style="text-align: left;">和最后被放生的那几只</div><div style="text-align: left;">你们还好吗？安祥吗？</div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">外公⋯</div><div style="text-align: left;">好想念您那圆圆的啤酒肚</div><div style="text-align: left;">你泡的力比那</div><div style="text-align: left;">你的烟草烟筒</div><div style="text-align: left;">在天堂的你，是否听见呢？</div><div style="text-align: left;">懵懵懂懂地记得</div><div style="text-align: left;">你火葬的那一天</div><div style="text-align: left;">妈妈哭着抱着我</div><div style="text-align: left;">一句 “你的阿公，去了天堂⋯⋯”</div><div style="text-align: left;">至今依然清晰听得见</div><div><br /></div><div>人生中养的第一只狗</div><div>对不起</div><div>天天把你关在笼子里</div><div>原谅我的自私</div><div>害怕你离开</div><div>却让你一生失去了每个心灵最渴望的－－自由</div><div>你在极乐世界得到自由了吗？</div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">谢谢每一位曾经在我人生出现过的人</div><div style="text-align: left;">现在的我</div><div style="text-align: left;">过得很好</div><div style="text-align: left;">虽然钱真的还是不够</div><div style="text-align: left;">但有个天天都有架吵的小四口</div><div style="text-align: left;">一群讲义气的猪朋狗友</div><div style="text-align: left;">一条已经踏上理想的路</div><div style="text-align: left;">一些生命里的导师</div><div style="text-align: left;">一只整天只会冲出家园找母狗的狗</div><div style="text-align: left;">还有在我累时为我充电的TA</div><div style="text-align: left;">那可爱的笑容</div><div style="text-align: left;">那调皮的性格</div><div style="text-align: left;">那温暖的拥抱</div><div style="text-align: left;">那总是让我猜不透为什么能让自己爱得那么深得一个</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span">她</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span">现在的我</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span">是幸福的</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-7946641026287588197?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-3056315187322919692011-11-23T02:55:00.003+08:002011-11-23T03:49:42.917+08:00<div style="text-align: center;">明明知道你已睡着</div><div style="text-align: center;">却反复地查看</div><div style="text-align: center;">你面子书的近况</div><div style="text-align: center;">你的照片</div><div style="text-align: center;">你的模样</div><div style="text-align: center;">你写在脸上的笑容</div><div style="text-align: center;">是我在寂寞影子地下的归宿</div><div style="text-align: center;">坐在钢琴前</div><div style="text-align: center;">手指不停的弹跳着</div><div style="text-align: center;">so-si-la-so-do-do-do</div><div style="text-align: center;">摇摇欲醉摆摆晃晃</div><div style="text-align: center;">已被寂寞包围的轮廓</div><div style="text-align: center;">忧愁明显地写在脸上</div><div style="text-align: center;">惦记着那沉睡中的你</div><div style="text-align: center;">想念全抒发在手指上</div><div style="text-align: center;">把心情全都弹在琴上</div><div style="text-align: center;">一直不敢投入周公怀抱</div><div style="text-align: center;">只害怕一闭眼就是天亮</div><div style="text-align: center;">还记得曾经对你说过的</div><div style="text-align: center;">有难一起负担</div><div style="text-align: center;">脑海不断地叮叮当当响</div><div style="text-align: center;">但愿我能陪你度过</div><div style="text-align: center;">像地狱般的现实</div><div style="text-align: center;">是你给了我梦想</div><div style="text-align: center;">是你给了我理想</div><div style="text-align: center;">我对你不仅只有想象</div><div style="text-align: center;">更是我梦寐以求的理想对象</div><div style="text-align: center;">我好害怕</div><div style="text-align: center;">更不想从这美梦苏醒过来</div><div style="text-align: center;">只希望这一切</div><div style="text-align: center;">不会是神给我的遐想</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-305631518732291969?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-89928519370568635672011-11-11T01:16:00.002+08:002011-11-11T01:28:02.194+08:00<div>我常对自己说</div><div>对她的好</div><div>是要全力以赴的</div><div>用心的</div><div>对她好的人</div><div>我想也不少</div><div>所以只有对她更加好</div><div>也没期望能得到什么回报</div><div>只是至少她能被幸福包围</div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">躺在腿上的她</div><div style="text-align: center;">似乎很累</div><div style="text-align: center;">抚摸着她的头</div><div style="text-align: center;">淡淡的发香</div><div style="text-align: center;">也粘到了我掌心</div><div style="text-align: center;">心疼你</div><div style="text-align: center;">常常为了等我</div><div style="text-align: center;">浪费了时间</div><div style="text-align: center;">和精神</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;">14号快到了</div><div style="text-align: right;">脑袋</div><div style="text-align: right;">却空荡荡的</div><div style="text-align: right;">该怎么办呢</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-8992851937056863567?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-17404907072617324392011-10-30T01:53:00.003+08:002011-10-30T02:01:26.761+08:00<div style="text-align: center;">熟练的手指头</div><div style="text-align: center;">在琴鍵上优雅</div><div style="text-align: center;">随着你我编出来的情景</div><div style="text-align: center;">弹出百感交集的旋律</div><div style="text-align: center;">弹着想象中的爱情</div><div style="text-align: center;">感性</div><div style="text-align: center;">拉近了我俩</div><div style="text-align: center;">隔着电话听筒的距离</div><div style="text-align: center;">真的</div><div style="text-align: center;">好久没弹歌给你听了</div><div style="text-align: center;">你的笑声</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fr_zMzlVeUk/Tqw_TRX16cI/AAAAAAAAAmE/Z-CxFP3dOIc/s320/piano.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668975631266081218" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">是幸福的。</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-1740490707261732439?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-70315149074633079832011-10-24T04:17:00.004+08:002011-10-24T04:34:40.269+08:00<div style="text-align: center;">一点一滴慢慢累积</div><div style="text-align: center;">当你</div><div style="text-align: center;">躺在我身旁零距离地</div><div style="text-align: center;">那体温</div><div style="text-align: center;">暖了我的心</div><div style="text-align: center;">那呼吸</div><div style="text-align: center;">那气息</div><div style="text-align: center;">那发香</div><div style="text-align: center;">突然其来的吻</div><div style="text-align: center;">都已深深烙印在我脑海里</div><div style="text-align: center;">你的出现</div><div style="text-align: center;">让我慌了</div><div style="text-align: center;">乱了生命秩序</div><div style="text-align: center;">错了生活作息</div><div style="text-align: center;">却让我懂了爱</div><div style="text-align: center;">懂得珍惜</div><div style="text-align: center;">懂得疼爱</div><div style="text-align: center;">懂得保护</div><div style="text-align: center;">懂得照顾</div><div style="text-align: center;">也让我懂得</div><div style="text-align: center;">原来爱</div><div style="text-align: center;">是那么的简单</div><div style="text-align: center;">那么的可爱</div><div style="text-align: center;">那么的七彩</div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oZuqP-Mbx4g/TqR5KKNPsHI/AAAAAAAAAl4/knT4PM3Dp-0/s320/2285760_104225017_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666787446584488050" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px; " /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6666;">“蚊子……”</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33CC00;">“啊？”</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6666;">“……”</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33CC00;">“怎么啦？”</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6666;">“我要抱抱……”</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6666;">“我要亲亲……”</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6666;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6666;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">我笑了，心想，你像个宝宝那样…</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-7031514907463307983?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-3159942873330479252011-10-12T15:05:00.003+08:002011-10-13T02:55:24.600+08:00飞吧<div>鸟儿</div><div>游吧</div><div>鱼儿</div><div>跑吧</div><div>狗儿</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;">自由</div><div style="text-align: right;">才是真正属于你的快乐</div><div style="text-align: right;">但玩累了</div><div style="text-align: right;">别忘了回家的路</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-315994287333047925?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-85497266303166427122011-10-10T11:33:00.002+08:002011-10-10T12:18:07.536+08:00我只求<div>你的健康和快乐</div><div>见你笑</div><div>和你拥抱、紧紧拥抱着</div><div>其他的</div><div>什么都不重要了</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-8549726630316642712?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-52984859934260623132011-10-06T23:10:00.004+08:002011-10-07T00:15:04.936+08:00<div style="text-align: left;">经历</div><div>也经历了</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>那些事</div><div>只让我更加疼惜你</div><div>很庆幸的是</div><div>没让你独自一个人去面对</div><div><br /></div><div>虽然心理曾经一度失去平衡</div><div>但还好没失去理智</div><div>就因为一个在面子书的post</div><div>就足以让它们气成这样</div><div><br /></div><div>我不会</div><div>让你担心</div><div>让你难做</div><div>什么都不反应</div><div>忘了那件事吧</div><div>其实我也有不对的地方</div><div><br /></div><div>我会好好打拼</div><div>让我们</div><div>有个安稳的将来</div><div>这些绊脚石</div><div>踢走它就算了</div><div>难不成</div><div>转个弯继续往前走</div><div><br /></div><div>这样</div><div>也许就是对它们</div><div>最in yer' face!的回报了</div><div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eQ6xUX-WLYM/To3IiYniV2I/AAAAAAAAAlw/0aW1imm8mM0/s320/Military_dog_barking.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660400799723968354" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">如果有只狗对着你吠，</div><div style="text-align: center;">你会否蹲下身子，</div><div><div style="text-align: center;">如同狗一样吠回它呢？</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"> --jeff</span></div><div> </div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-5298485993426062313?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-11431081381919167752011-09-27T23:06:00.002+08:002011-09-27T23:11:21.785+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; white-space: pre-wrap; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33CC00;">“我要你开开心心，麻烦事让我烦恼就好。”</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap; "><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6666;">“如果没一起分担那还算情侣吗？”</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:130%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:130%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:130%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:130%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:130%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;">也对啦，或许我把你看得太像个小孩了。</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:130%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;">我以为，我爱你，我会舍不得你</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:130%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;">其实，你爱我，也会一样的不舍得我…</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:130%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:130%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"><br /></span></span></div></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-1143108138191916775?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-80012764491791256532011-09-26T17:11:00.006+08:002011-09-26T17:39:16.991+08:00<div style="text-align: center;">说有钱，</div><div style="text-align: center;">我没有</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">说帅，</div><div style="text-align: center;">我不是</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">说好，</div><div style="text-align: center;">我不懂排在哪里</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">说高大，</div><div style="text-align: center;">我随便找个路人躲在他后面就看不到我了</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">说坏，</div><div style="text-align: center;">我可能第一个被打死的那个</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">说成熟稳重，</div><div style="text-align: center;">看我的样子，你还宁愿信一个高三的中学生</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">说画，</div><div style="text-align: center;">神都在周围</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">直到现在</div><div style="text-align: center;">我才知道</div><div style="text-align: center;">我的自卑</div><div style="text-align: center;">大过信心</div><div style="text-align: center;">所有的称赞</div><div style="text-align: center;">莫过于此</div><div style="text-align: center;">我终究回到原点的我</div><div style="text-align: center;">一个自卑的天秤座</div><div style="text-align: center;">一个失去平衡的天秤座</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9sHD3kj-Anc/ToBFCFAFO7I/AAAAAAAAAlo/nbCKwhVY6Wg/s320/Libra_by_Pygar.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656597033981918130" /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-8001276449179125653?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-72582576883701727402011-09-20T01:18:00.000+08:002011-09-20T01:26:44.466+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33CC00;">“我明天去看看，iphone 多少钱先，看能不能一起买⋯”</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6666;">“不要啦，我又不要那些⋯⋯”</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33CC00;">“那你要什么哦？”</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6666;">“不要～”</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33CC00;">“什么都不要咩？”</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6666;">“要抱抱⋯⋯”</span></div><div style="text-align: center;">你，像个小孩地，透过电话，回答说⋯⋯</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">你啊你⋯</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-7258257688370172740?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-45044989027467175152011-09-16T23:47:00.002+08:002011-09-16T23:51:15.502+08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y3AnRBPnxSw/TnNwYaXnLXI/AAAAAAAAAlg/2tT0Nr2ooos/s1600/10189_142514021_2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 315px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y3AnRBPnxSw/TnNwYaXnLXI/AAAAAAAAAlg/2tT0Nr2ooos/s320/10189_142514021_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652985521977634162" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">我的老朋友</div><div style="text-align: center;">你又回来了</div><div style="text-align: center;">好久不见</div><div style="text-align: center;">差点把你忘了</div><div style="text-align: center;">原来你是这副模样</div><div style="text-align: center;">这种滋味…</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-4504498902746717515?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-56847879434814265932011-09-15T00:33:00.004+08:002011-09-15T00:55:22.670+08:00<div style="text-align: center;">一家小咖啡厅</div><div style="text-align: center;">一杯热美式早茶</div><div style="text-align: center;">一杯冷珍珠奶茶</div><div style="text-align: center;">一块提拉米苏</div><div style="text-align: center;">两个恋人分享</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bsr1ai8cI_c/TnDZmD97BUI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/7a_fMPSRB6Y/s320/sotong.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 278px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652256780273255746" /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">- sotong 1.0 -</span></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MhmyZAlzOsE/TnDbhqfILrI/AAAAAAAAAlY/19u-lw6fShc/s320/sotong2.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652258903736987314" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">- sotong 2.0 -</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6666;">“赢完了咯…”</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33CC00;">“呵呵呵…”</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">一张充满着你的画</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">雨下了一整天</span></div><div style="text-align: right;">14.9.2011</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-5684787943481426593?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-22533463715076164732011-09-13T19:53:00.004+08:002011-09-13T20:21:39.390+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33CC00;">“怎么啦？很累吧？”</span></div><div style="text-align: center;">看到你很累的样子，又不舍得起来了。</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6666;">“是啦…又累，又头痛，肚子又咳嗽咳到痛，要睡又不能睡，要靠又不能靠，又热，又逼测…”</span></div><div style="text-align: center;">你一脸无奈样子的看着我回答说。</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">看着你，我也只能给你微笑。其实心里是多么的不舍。要是我有能力，能拥有自己的一辆车，你也不必那么辛苦了……</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6666;">“做么一直在那笑，很好笑咩？”</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6666;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">我笑，是为我现在的处境，无奈的笑。</div><div style="text-align: center;">我笑，是因为有你在身旁，心底有了目标，坚强地笑。</div><div style="text-align: center;">我笑，只是为了成为你生命的光芒而笑。</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">谢谢你的不离不弃</div><div style="text-align: center;">谢谢你没嫌弃我</div><div style="text-align: center;">谢谢你的付出</div><div style="text-align: center;">谢谢你的爱</div><div style="text-align: center;">谢谢你</div><div style="text-align: center;">谢谢</div><div style="text-align: center;">您</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">我会努力打拼</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">事业也好</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">爱情也罢</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">家人也一样</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">3个人生大目标</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">成了我最大动力</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-2253346371507616473?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-63399646880573852652011-09-11T02:40:00.003+08:002011-09-11T03:23:04.757+08:00<div style="text-align: left;">我很讨厌离别</div><div>当你打开车门</div><div>车里的灯亮时</div><div>你转身离开的背影</div><div>在你关上车门时</div><div>我都会给你最后的微笑</div><div>好让你能带着我的微笑</div><div>走入屋内</div><div>为当天画上完美句点。</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WErhYnK6dmA/Tmu46MJk0lI/AAAAAAAAAlI/dmcOI3fanYU/s320/pl.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 285px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650813467299730002" /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; ">但</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">我的笑容</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">却在你关上车门后</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">随着车灯</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">慢慢地失去光芒</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-6339964688057385265?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-40350109636398612782011-09-10T00:02:00.002+08:002011-09-10T00:09:35.573+08:00开车回家路途<div>很多负面思想</div><div>一个个涌进脑</div><div>害怕</div><div>担心</div><div>失望</div><div>紧张</div><div>不安</div><div>曾经一度湿了眼眶</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>他</div><div>也不明白</div><div>自己怎么了</div><div>两个思想在脑海里战争着</div><div>互不相让地想占上风</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>终究</div><div>他想通了</div><div>也没什么大不了</div><div>她比他想象中坚强冷静</div><div>一切</div><div>也只不过是多虑了</div><div>只要</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">人没事就好</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-4035010963639861278?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-50677702639653492202011-09-02T01:18:00.006+08:002011-09-02T01:36:47.042+08:00<div style="text-align: left;">好想紧紧拥抱你</div><div style="text-align: left;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>好想轻声告诉你</div><div style="text-align: left;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>好想温柔疼疼你</div><div style="text-align: left;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>好想静静陪着你</div><div style="text-align: left;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>好想呆呆看着你</div><div style="text-align: left;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>好想顽皮挑逗你</div><div style="text-align: left;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>好想一直牵着你</div><div style="text-align: right;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">真的好想你</span></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">&lt;3</span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-5067770263965349220?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-17240398757329425822011-08-31T00:53:00.004+08:002011-08-31T01:17:01.804+08:00<div style="text-align: left;">那一天</div><div>看着你吃着</div><div>回想起</div><div>你第一次上我车的模样</div><div>你第一次对我的微笑</div><div>你第一次说的冷笑话</div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div> <br /></div><div>那一天</div><div>在街上牵着手的我们</div><div>穿着一身红红的我们</div><div>好想一直这样</div><div> <br /></div><div> <br /></div><div>那一天</div><div>我很兴奋</div><div>也说了很多鸟话</div><div> <br /></div><div> <br /></div><div>那一天</div><div>吃也好</div><div>喝也好</div><div>说废话也罢</div><div>更别说笑</div><div>嘴一刻也没休息过</div><div> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div>那一天</div><div>我们坐在海边的石头上</div><div>聊起了我们的相遇</div><div>聊起了我们的之间</div><div>把一些还没真正弄清楚的小细节</div><div>一一坦白了</div><div>才发现</div><div>原来当时在表达上的误会</div><div>蒙蔽了彼此对对方的感觉</div><div>也许因为这样子曾经一度失去过</div><div>我们</div><div>学会了更加珍惜</div><div>之间的感情</div><div> <br /></div><div> <br /></div><div> <br /></div><div><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sF3jtA0wgEo/Tl0Zb-V_fBI/AAAAAAAAAkw/n1YfkuWK0oM/s320/photo%2B%25282%2529.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646697476174871570" /></div><div style="text-align: right;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33CC00;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> <br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33CC00;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">“</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33CC00;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">我不敢说，也很少把那三个字，亲口对一个人说… 但我能说的是… 我对你的感觉，真的……很强烈……</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33CC00;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">”</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">我们吹着海风</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">听着海浪声</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">看着浪花一朵朵打在石头上</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">感觉着那一刻</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">那一刻…是幸福的。</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-1724039875732942582?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-45191283234788565482011-08-24T23:06:00.004+08:002011-08-24T23:40:23.188+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6666;">“你等下还要回去啊？”</span></div><div style="text-align: center;">你一脸累累的样子，问我说。</div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33CC00;">“对呀，为了朋友，一定要帮到底的啊…还没有油完啊，还有一点点…”</span></div><div style="text-align: center;">我笑了笑回答说。</div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6666;">“你啊… (piak!) 晚餐一定要吃啊～”</span></div><div style="text-align: center;">你说着说着，拍了我的大腿一下。</div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33CC00;">“好啦，一定会的，别担心啦， ok?”</span></div><div style="text-align: center;">我看着你，笑了笑，摸了摸你的右手。</div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">虽然只是一句很不明显的关心</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">却已足够让我在回去的整个路程</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">傻笑了无数次</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-4519128323478856548?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-25352304086815981952011-08-18T17:07:00.005+08:002011-08-18T17:14:27.051+08:00it has been like a habit<div>to have you beside me</div><div>it has been like this</div><div>for quite some time</div><div> <br /></div><div>it worries me</div><div>everytime I'm not by your side</div><div>have you eaten your meal on time?</div><div>have you got enough rest?</div><div>have you got back home safely?</div><div>questions pop out in my mind</div><div>naturally.</div><div style="text-align: right;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">miss your laughter</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">miss your scent</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">it's just too much of you that I miss</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">IMY</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold; line-height: 14px; font-family:'lucida grande';"><a href="http://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.190332974364745.48208.100001641314175&amp;type=1" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">❤</span></a></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-2535230408681598195?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-70130552553926159552011-08-15T00:19:00.002+08:002011-08-15T00:29:13.366+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33CC00;">“真的还觉得我很宠你？”</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33CC00;"> <br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6666;">“嗯……会啊……”</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6666;"> <br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33CC00;">“那…还会对我给你的宠爱，感到很不习惯吗？”</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33CC00;"> <br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6666;">“有时一点点啦……”</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6666;"> <br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33CC00;">“可是已经两个月了哦…”</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33CC00;"> <br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6666;">“其实，习惯适应比较容易，要戒掉，才难啊……”</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6666;"> <br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">就因为那女孩对我说了这句</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">我傻笑了</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-7013055255392615955?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-12233692728925888962011-08-08T17:25:00.004+08:002011-08-08T17:59:28.080+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33CC00;">“我很依赖你咯，像baby酱…… 哪里像你酱，只是依赖我一点点罢了… 哈哈……”</span></div><div style="text-align: center;">我很孩子气地说道。</div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6666;">“哎哟，你只是在我面前酱子罢了嘛～ 在大众，几有冲劲！”</span></div><div style="text-align: center;">你搞笑地安慰着我。</div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33CC00;">“有咩？= =”</span></div><div style="text-align: center;">我的样子就很像这样……</div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6666;">“其实…我很羡慕你那种生活，很多节目，很多活动……”</span></div><div style="text-align: center;">你，突然又冒出了这句话，感觉很不对劲。</div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">我想安抚安抚，拉回来，不让你乱乱想，说道，</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33CC00;">“我的生活，累咯…酱多东西要做……”</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6666;">“好过我什么都没有，很sien的咯…甘愿一直睡下去……”</span></div><div style="text-align: center;">你总是那样，喜欢跟别人比惨，回答了我。</div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33CC00;">“所以我才让你一直跟着我，让我带着你，一起嘛… 就讲了嘛，我带你进入我的世界，让你像我酱的生活的…”</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6666;">“你不要整天让我想太好的嘛，也要给我做坏的打算的嘛……”</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33CC00;">“跟我在一起，还会sien咩？酱我不是很失败？walao…疼你嘛，一定要给你最好的嘛～”</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6666;">“世上没绝对的…哪里知道有变化咧？”</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33CC00;">“什么变化？”</span></div><div style="text-align: center;">我愣了。</div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6666;">“哎哟，可能有一天你离开了咧？”</span></div><div style="text-align: center;">你问了这道问题。</div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33CC00;">“…”</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6666;">“……哈！我blur blur 了的，要睡觉乱讲话了，哈哈哈，对我这种变化，一定很烦，很懊恼吧！”</span></div><div style="text-align: center;">你尝试暖和气氛地说道。</div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">我，静了一会，想了想，还是说了这句话。</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33CC00;">“哪里会，双子座嘛… 哎哟…… 所以啊，就让我还在你身边的时候，给你最好的咯…… 至少，让我做到我还能做到的……”</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">之后，惯性地，抚摸了你的头一下…</div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">你我</div><div style="text-align: center;">重来都不会乱下什么承诺</div><div style="text-align: center;">对于未来的事</div><div style="text-align: center;">不是没信心</div><div style="text-align: center;">只是不想让对方失望</div><div style="text-align: center;">但今天</div><div style="text-align: center;">看到你有点不太对经</div><div style="text-align: center;">应该又有什么事情你又想不通了</div><div style="text-align: center;">我终究忍不住</div><div style="text-align: center;">下了这一个</div><div style="text-align: center;">承诺…</div><div style="text-align: left;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"> <br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-1223369272892588896?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-76333040715900625842011-08-04T17:57:00.006+08:002011-08-04T18:25:28.707+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6666;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6666;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6666;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6666;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6666;">“我妈对你不好？”</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">你很突然的冒出这个问题，又说的不清不楚的。</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33CC00;">“哈？？！”</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">我吓到了。</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">你一脸囧样地说，</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6666;">“啊…没什么…”</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33CC00;">“你妈对我不好？？？”</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">我好奇的确定多一次问道。</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6666;">“……”</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">你还是那张sotong脸。</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">想了想，才明白了你刚才的问题。</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33CC00;">“噢… 你是问，你有没有对我不好，是不是？”</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6666;">“……嗯……是啦…整天欺负你，亏你……”</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">我傻笑了，只是觉得，有你真好，和你在一起的日子，比起以前，简单了好多好多，我不需要带着面具去强颜欢笑，去应酬别分院的同事，被老板锁在工作里，成天看着老板脸色，提心吊胆地，被家长们骂的狗血淋头的，还要被所谓的‘梦想’牵着鼻子，有家归不得，为了工作牺牲了很多和家人、朋友甚至给自己的时间，早出晚归却不知道为了什么的生活。</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">你，让我重新学会了，真心地笑，踏踏实实地过日子。你或许会觉得我又再说鸟话，只是想起以前，我真的不知道，我到底是怎么挨过来的。一年… 那一年…</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">现在的我，有时，看见你任性调皮的一面，真的有股冲动，想把你紧紧抱着，然后在你耳边说…</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">谢</div><div style="text-align: center;">谢</div><div style="text-align: center;">你</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">，</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">我</div><div style="text-align: center;">爱</div><div style="text-align: center;">你</div><div style="text-align: center;">。</div><div style="text-align: center;">。</div><div style="text-align: center;">。</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-7633304071590062584?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-23469057083411461822011-08-03T00:02:00.004+08:002011-08-03T00:13:43.507+08:00<div style="text-align: center;">脑袋</div><div style="text-align: center;">装了满满的工作列表</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">时间</div><div style="text-align: center;">排了满满的行程</div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; ">双手</div><div style="text-align: center; ">提了满满的书包</div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">书包</div><div style="text-align: center;">装了满满的家私</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">而心</div><div style="text-align: center;">填了满满的你</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">有你的支持</div><div style="text-align: center;">我一定会撑下去的</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">你</div><div style="text-align: center;">已成了我无形中的推动力</div><div style="text-align: center;">鼓励</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">蚊子，不会那么容易倒的</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-2346905708341146182?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-38004931130146947252011-07-29T17:43:00.002+08:002011-07-29T17:55:23.492+08:00一个人<div>独自从火车站走回家</div><div>我以为<div>只有我那么疯狂</div><div>没想到你</div><div>竟然</div><div>敢敢从家</div><div>没什么经验地</div><div>就开车来我家</div><div>你</div><div>比我还疯狂～</div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">真是的…</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">赢了咯～</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;">XD</span></span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-3800493113014694725?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-34069377940011331582011-07-26T14:45:00.002+08:002011-07-26T15:04:22.163+08:00第一次<div>我不懂得应该用什么词语</div><div>来形容一个人</div><div>我只能说</div><div>她</div><div>很特别</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>第一次</div><div>我不懂该如何是好</div><div>心里一直有种感觉</div><div>形容不出</div><div>说不出</div><div>弹不出</div><div>画不出</div><div>也只能说</div><div>感觉很不一样</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>第一次</div><div>我会为一个女生</div><div>想尽办法</div><div>来搞个惊喜或什么的</div><div>只为了看到</div><div>她</div><div>笑</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>第一次</div><div>这样疯狂</div><div>每晚至少30分钟的电话</div><div>我才能入睡</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>第一次</div><div>对钱</div><div>有了改观</div><div>不会再敷衍</div><div>虽然真的很厌倦钱</div><div>但下了决定</div><div>会为你能过好一点的生活</div><div>我拼了</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">这种奇怪的感觉</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">就是真爱吗？</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-3406937794001133158?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-30924031359506543732011-07-24T04:17:00.000+08:002011-07-24T04:18:48.668+08:00<div>但愿一切顺利。</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-3092403135950654373?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-18509807794010123162011-07-23T18:10:00.007+08:002011-07-23T19:50:53.450+08:00<div style="text-align: center;">把你抱在<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6666;">我</span>怀里的那一刻</div><div style="text-align: center;">温温暖暖地把你紧拥抱着</div><div style="text-align: center;">真不知道没有你怎么办了</div><div style="text-align: center;">只是很确定地<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6666;">爱</span>上了这个</div><div style="text-align: center;">其实我有看到你的部落格</div><div style="text-align: center;">只是我太厉害装傻扮懵了</div><div style="text-align: center;">每一天只能妄想着盼望着</div><div style="text-align: center;">期待着等着看见<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6666;">你</span>的时刻</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6666;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wEXOt-DCYhk/Tiqhow1XvNI/AAAAAAAAAko/fAe4pcsjMaU/s320/A_Good_Hug_by_otaru23.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 243px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632492005655821522" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">不会忘记</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">心头的温暖</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-1850980779401012316?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-39064477587812266022011-07-22T04:24:00.008+08:002011-07-22T04:38:54.277+08:00<div style="text-align: center;">很深刻的回忆起</div><div style="text-align: center;">朋友对我说的一句话：</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#666600;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3366FF;">“我感觉得到你对她，</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3366FF;">很不一样，</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3366FF;">看你和她聊电话时，</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3366FF;">我看到的是一种兴奋和笑容，</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3366FF;">而这份兴奋，</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3366FF;">是我之前看你和其他女生在一起时所感觉不到的。</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3366FF;">我觉得你…</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3366FF;"> 应该是找到你寻觅很久的那一位了！”</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3366FF;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3366FF;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3366FF;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">刹那间</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">我愣了一下</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">朋友和我分享了好多好多</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">也让我领悟到了</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">是时候</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">真的需要好好计划一下我的未来</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">不能再像以前那样</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">因为满脑子</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">只想着让你幸福、快乐、无忧无虑地</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">和我一起走下去</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33CCFF;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33CCFF;"><br /></span></div><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-epMaJMi7PC4/TiiNcY0issI/AAAAAAAAAkg/4Fo5t4qa5fE/s320/Walking_On_A_Dream_by_le_trou_noir.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631906852865487554" /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-3906447758781226602?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-40936994882805547522011-07-19T00:20:00.002+08:002011-07-19T00:36:36.458+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>我喜欢的<div>并非穿着靓丽</div><div>价值不菲的晚装</div><div>很女人味的</div><div><br /></div><div>我疼的</div><div>是不做作的</div><div>在我面前</div><div>完全表现出自己的</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>我爱的</div><div>不需要常常打扮</div><div>不需要化妆画到像艺伎</div><div>不需要委屈自己去穿高跟鞋的</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_3nY6NLCtaw/TiRg9UJoA-I/AAAAAAAAAkY/VKuPbzKJDVs/s320/Converse__by_Veritas0903.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630732040617329634" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">心里，</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">住了一位平底鞋女孩</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:10px;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:10px;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:10px;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:10px;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:10px;"><br /></span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-4093699488280554752?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-51797473659961497192011-07-14T14:29:00.004+08:002011-07-14T15:05:57.134+08:00<div>6.14.2011</div><div>it's our 1st month.</div><div>since the date you put ur faith on me.</div><div><br /></div><div>You often tell me</div><div>you're not as tender as ordinary girls.</div><div>yet the tenderness within your strength</div><div>isn't something that everyone could've discovered.</div><div><br /></div><div>You're independent</div><div>acting like a big boss in the public</div><div>but sometimes</div><div>you could present a 180 degree total change of personality</div><div>and lean on my shoulder like a little girl.</div><div><br /></div><div>There are times</div><div>you asked me why am I so pampering you?</div><div>I couldn't answer.</div><div>It has been a natural response</div><div>a kind of feeling that you should be given a better treatment</div><div>that's why I couldn't bear to see you in bad situations.</div><div><br /></div><div>I'll be there</div><div>every time problems come to you</div><div>whenever you're feeling negatively.</div><div><br /></div><div>Every bit of moment</div><div>we earned</div><div>it's still fresh in my mind.</div><div><br /></div><div>and so...</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">14, You and I</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">uniquely different</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">unusually special</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Love stories</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">that are to be continued...</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-5179747365996149719?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-19514802385652440122011-07-08T17:40:00.002+08:002011-07-08T17:49:50.775+08:00<div style="text-align: center;">偷偷地</div><div style="text-align: center;">我惯性地用我的左手</div><div style="text-align: center;">握着你的右手</div><div style="text-align: center;">调皮的你</div><div style="text-align: center;">却握紧了拳头</div><div style="text-align: center;">嘴角露出了一丝奸笑</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6666;">“哈哈哈… 牵不到咧……”</span></div><div style="text-align: center;">你，说的一副很得意的样子。</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33CC00;">“这样才好啊……”</span></div><div style="text-align: center;">我很认真地说道。</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6666;">“哦？”</span></div><div style="text-align: center;">你的sotong脸出现了，仿佛知道我又要说什么鸟话了。</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33CC00;">“这样，我就能用我的手，捉完你的整只手了咯……”</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-1951480238565244012?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-40835582277779819082011-07-04T23:57:00.005+08:002011-07-05T00:50:50.307+08:00It's a new semester for you<div>I can't say that I can totally understand how you feel</div><div>but at least I know how it feels like</div><div>when you're not getting support from your family</div><div>to persue your dream</div><div>especially Gen-Y like us...</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>It's been a while</div><div>since your blog last update</div><div>I am glad</div><div>to have you by my side</div><div>I know you're not like those typical girls</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;">Y</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6600;">O</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCC66;">U</span> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFF33;">A</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#99FF99;">R</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33CC00;">E</span> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#009900;">S</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#339999;">P</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;">E</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;">C</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6600CC;">I</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#993399;">A</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC33CC;">L</span></div><div>you don't play with barbie</div><div>you crazy about </div><div>muscle cars</div><div>police superbikes</div><div>bloody scenes in the movie</div><div>heavy beat of hitz musics</div><div>RPG games</div><div>you are like my buddy</div><div>my siblings</div><div>my game mate</div><div>my shit talker partner</div><div>yet none of the above</div><div>can really describe</div><div>the role you are playing in my life</div><div>no one can understand that kind of feeling</div><div>except you, and I.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>It's true.</div><div>that we only know each other for not more than 2 months</div><div>Contradically, we constantly have hell a lot of cock topics to talk about</div><div>I believe,</div><div>we are enjoying how and what we are right now, hopefully. Isya-allah! <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999999;">(LOL! amen!)</span>.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Last week has been like a heavenly week for me</div><div>even though I <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;">ACCIDENTLY </span>overslept and skipped 1 class</div><div>procrastinated some assignments</div><div>Too many things happened </div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999999;">( memories between us that I don't feel like sharing it to public as it involved sia sueyness and craziness! XD )</span></i></div><div>in just 1 week.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>I love to do</div><div>things that usually seldom exist in reality</div><div>that is just found in either love novels or movies</div><div>cos I just enjoy seeing you smile, happily yet surprisingly.</div><div>I indeed look idiotic, somehow</div><div>I sound hentai, sometimes</div><div>I talk like a bird, I admit.</div><div>but other than that</div><div>I find no other way that is best describe how I feel towards you</div><div>so strong</div><div>so deep</div><div>It never happen in my life before</div><div>not even in my past love life</div><div>It just sparks out</div><div>because of a very extraordinary YOU!</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Everytime I miss you</div><div>I'll close my eyes</div><div>trying my very best to recall every moment we been together</div><div>that's the only way I could surpress the feeling of missing you.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>It's been a while</div><div>I stop playing piano.</div><div>until I met you</div><div>I try to recall everything I've learn in the past</div><div>just to please your ears</div><div>let you enjoy in the melody I played</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>I put 1 sugar jar in your heart</div><div>hopefully I could add honey into it, day by day, bit by bit</div><div>so that today will be sweeter than yesterday</div><div>and tomorrow will be even better than today</div><div>continuously.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>I made 1 important decision in my life today</div><div>I never had such a dream</div><div>I am not like those big dream alpha male</div><div>yet these few days</div><div>I drew myself a plan</div><div>to at least have a stable income</div><div>a better financial power</div><div>to learn more new things</div><div>so that I could be a giant bold tree standing steadily beside you</div><div>providing shade</div><div>supplying nutrient</div><div>nuturing little plant like you </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>It's been a while</div><div><div>since my last english post</div><div>Getting addicted to BEP's Don't Stop the Party</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><i>... to be continued</i></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-4083558227777981908?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-26030576873448313172011-07-02T19:03:00.002+08:002011-07-02T19:16:21.267+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><i>“</i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6666;"><i>我的手有你的味道了咧…</i></span><i>”</i></div><div style="text-align: center;">你，很可爱地说。</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>“</i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#009900;"><i>那么，再牵久一点咯……这样你回家就可以继续闻到我的味道咯…哈哈哈……</i></span><i>”</i></div><div style="text-align: center;">我又开始讲你所谓的‘鸟话’了。</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>“</i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6666;"><i>那…我回家赶快洗手咯… muahahaha…</i></span><i>”</i></div><div style="text-align: center;">你又开始调皮了起来。</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>“</i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#009900;"><i>okay咯… 我sad了…</i></span><i>”</i></div><div style="text-align: center;">我开始嘴嘟了一点点。</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>“</i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6666;"><i>哈哈哈哈哈……</i></span><i>”</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">今天</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">你吻了我的脸颊</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;">我才知道</span></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;">之前所谓的心掉</span></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;">是起鸡皮疙瘩前</span></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;">心里超</span></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;">high感觉</span></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;">like a G6</span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-2603057687344831317?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-37583732737636945162011-06-28T10:33:00.002+08:002011-06-28T10:58:27.060+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); ">“我只是小咖罢了啊…” </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33CC00;">“做么酱讲咧？你哪里是小咖哦……”</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6666;">“是……我是小咖啊，小咖是来服务像你酱大咖的，衬托大咖，为大咖效劳的啊…”</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33CC00;">“哇……趁我病，拿我命？” </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6666;">“没有啊…呵呵……所以我说我是小咖，你是大咖啊…… 这么一来，你就是我的全部咯…”</span></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">她说的话</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">一直在我脑海里</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">回播着</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">直到我入睡</span></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-3758373273763694516?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-90065806767271995212011-06-27T23:10:00.002+08:002011-06-27T23:17:56.841+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); ">“做么？”</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#009900;">“帮你握着咯……”</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6666;">“啊？”</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#009900;">“这样我才能继续牵着你的手啊……”</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#009900;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#009900;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#009900;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#009900;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">这只是普普通通</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">简简单单的对白</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-9006580676727199521?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-854061570957228002011-06-26T23:39:00.005+08:002011-06-27T00:04:16.010+08:00今天的我<div>变得更爱你了</div><div><br /></div><div>今天的你</div><div>变得开朗了</div><div><br /></div><div>今天的我们</div><div>都很幸福</div><div><br /></div><div>一起在书局里欣赏着艺术的书籍</div><div>一路上的我们当然少不了的废话</div><div><br /></div><div>很开心</div><div>你的笑容</div><div>多了</div><div><br /></div><div>Q Q 的脸颊</div><div>淡淡的发香</div><div>柔柔的小手</div><div>暖暖的掌心</div><div>冰冰的手指头</div><div>可爱的模样</div><div><br /></div><div>我傻傻笑了</div><div>今天的你</div><div>真的</div><div>让我心头</div><div>涌起了热</div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6666;">“你看那！有美女咧……”</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33CC00;">“要是她算美女的话，那站在我身旁的，不就是女神了吗？”</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">你笑了，一脸囧样</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">我也笑了，因为你笑了…</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-85406157095722800?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-33787582699867422542011-06-23T19:40:00.002+08:002011-06-23T19:58:50.197+08:00我<div>甘愿<div>四处宣传</div><div>不再是那个女友了</div><div>或许</div><div>身边的人</div><div>会开始觉得我</div><div>花心</div><div>爱玩</div><div>绝情</div><div>冷血</div><div>我都不会去在意</div><div>我只是不忍心</div><div>看到你</div><div>听到别人问起我</div><div>关于我的的前女友</div><div>你脸上无奈的表情</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">我</div><div style="text-align: center;">甘愿</div><div style="text-align: center;">饿着肚子</div><div style="text-align: center;">背着沉重的书包</div><div style="text-align: center;">在太阳底下</div><div style="text-align: center;">一步步地走</div><div style="text-align: center;">一步步地</div><div style="text-align: center;">迈向你的方向</div><div style="text-align: center;">只因为</div><div style="text-align: center;">我不忍心</div><div style="text-align: center;">让你久等</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;">我</div><div style="text-align: right;">甘愿</div><div style="text-align: right;">牺牲我的睡眠</div><div style="text-align: right;">希望每晚能让你</div><div style="text-align: right;">有着琴声</div><div style="text-align: right;">哄你入睡</div><div style="text-align: right;">听见你的傻笑</div><div style="text-align: right;">只因为我</div><div style="text-align: right;">不忍心</div><div style="text-align: right;">让你一个人</div><div style="text-align: right;">躲在房里</div><div style="text-align: right;">闷闷地</div><div style="text-align: right;">无聊地</div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-3378758269986742254?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-24454448734143182162011-06-19T19:17:00.006+08:002011-06-19T19:33:53.664+08:00你知道为什么我喜欢用肺来讲真心话吗？<div><br /></div><div>你知道为什么我喜欢弹钢琴吗？</div><div><br /></div><div>你知道为什么我喜欢摸你的头吗？</div><div><br /></div><div>你知道为什么我喜欢闻你的发香吗？</div><div><br /></div><div>你知道为什么我喜欢画画吗？</div><div><br /></div><div>你知道为什么我喜欢轻轻地抚摸你的脸颊吗？</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">就因为你喜欢</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-2445444873414318216?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-22506935510043987472011-06-15T19:06:00.002+08:002011-06-15T19:13:47.759+08:00“你的书包很重了，还装了laptop… 来啦，帮你拿…”<br /><br /><div style="text-align: right;">“<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;">不用啦……没有东西拿很奇怪叻…”</span></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>“做么奇怪叻？”</div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;">“没有拿着东西，心灵空虚… 哈哈哈…… 空空的，怪怪的……”</span></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>“我帮你拿啦… 手很空是不？那……”</div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;">“对咯… 嗯…？”</span></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>“那……让我牵你的手咯……”</div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;">“好啊……”</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">她，偷偷地笑了 </span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">让我牵起了她那小手…</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-2250693551004398747?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-91354286140018070672011-06-14T15:29:00.002+08:002011-06-14T15:44:25.601+08:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#009900;">“你就好咯，有问题时，有朋友可以讲… 羡慕你咯…… 哪里像我酱…”</span><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>“我的朋友好像我的垃圾桶酱，有问题就丢给他们…”</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#009900;">“哈哈哈哈…… 至少你有的发泄啊…”</span></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>“那………”</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#009900;">“嗯？”</span></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>“让我做你的垃圾桶咯，做你的耳朵、眼睛、鼻子、手咯…………”</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#009900;">“…………”</span></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>“…………”</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#009900;">“嗯？”</span><br /><br /></div><div><br />“好吗？”</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">惊天动地的</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">陆月仕驷日</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-9135428614001807067?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-71053535403463827812011-06-13T17:13:00.003+08:002011-06-13T17:27:52.516+08:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:13px;">出门，忘了关铁门。</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:13px;">泊车，忘了锁车门。 </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:13px;">东西，忘了放回去。 </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:13px;">功课，忘了有几样。</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:13px;">食物，忘了几时吃。</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:13px;">颜色，忘了怎么掺。</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:13px;">喝水，忘了去拿杯。</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:13px;">吃饭，忘了拿餐具。</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:13px;">上车，忘了拿书包。</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:13px;">驾车，忘了开车灯。</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:13px;">上网，忘了开WIFI。</span></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:13px;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:13px;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:13px;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:13px;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:13px;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:13px;">但就是很情不自禁地</span></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:13px;">一直想起你</span></span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-7105353540346382781?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-11155243705496549162011-06-12T01:21:00.002+08:002011-06-12T01:39:03.286+08:00It's been very emotional moment for you today.<div>Tossing weird words on me from time to time.</div><div>I dare to make wild guess beyond my farthest imagination.</div><div>yet, I dare not think any deeper.</div><div>I've told myself,</div><div>STOP!</div><div>Enough it's enough.</div><div>My friend enlightened me.</div><div>He told me to stay clam and try to cooldown for a moment.</div><div>To ensure that I'm not after her for just the feeling of being new and fresh.</div><div><br /></div><div>I've told myself,</div><div>STOP!</div><div>please don't think anymore.</div><div>Focus on 30-hour Famine camp.</div><div>Focus on studies.</div><div>Focus on drawing.</div><div>yet I just can't stop myself from worrying about her from time to time.</div><div><br /></div><div>My driving mood</div><div>it's getting more and more volatile</div><div>unstably fast</div><div>unexpectedly slow</div><div>as my mood swings</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">Day1 after the confession.</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">Many people asked me how can I be that cool</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">and not giving any response when people were joking around.</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">I smiled.</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">Cos I'm a clown.</span></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-1115524370549654916?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-90852516734952700072011-06-09T00:40:00.002+08:002011-06-09T01:16:30.885+08:00太含糊了<div>太暗了</div><div>太紧张了</div><div>太快了</div><div><br /></div><div>盲目地送一杯</div><div>已冷却的咖啡</div><div>你的模样</div><div>模糊了</div><div><br /></div><div>只是记得你戴着一副眼镜</div><div>也不忘请我一句</div><div>“扑街”</div><div><br /></div><div><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDL8E7BUnMA/Te-uQJAfZYI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/CbJ7kAGEnyY/s320/cup-cover.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615898852673414530" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">就是不知不觉</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">掉进了大海</span></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-9085251673495270007?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-23559299235064931702011-06-07T17:11:00.003+08:002011-06-07T17:30:57.019+08:00<div style="text-align: left;">一个人</div><div style="text-align: left;">坐在一家老咖啡厅里</div><div style="text-align: left;">感觉到的岂只是民间的<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC6600;">人情风味</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">这里</div><div style="text-align: left;">所讨论的话题</div><div style="text-align: left;">都离不开家庭、生活、生意</div><div style="text-align: left;">甚至<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;">政治</span>。</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">浓浓的咖啡味</div><div style="text-align: left;">再加上弥漫在空中的淡淡烟草味</div><div style="text-align: left;">让我穿越时代隧道</div><div style="text-align: left;">回到了<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#663300;">80年代</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">耳边传来的各种语言</div><div style="text-align: left;">正符合了马来西亚<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); ">多<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6600;">元</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFF00;">种</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33CC00;">族</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#66FF99;">文</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3366FF;">化</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;">的</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#330099;">天</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6600CC;">堂<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); ">之称</span></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">我的右手在纸上不停的跳着芭蕾</div><div style="text-align: left;">脑袋却是一片<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">空白</span></div><div style="text-align: left;">也许是最近烦事多</div><div style="text-align: left;">冲昏了脑袋</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">缺乏休息的我</div><div style="text-align: left;">真的越来越瘦</div><div style="text-align: left;">越来越<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCC99;">苍白</span>了</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">这2个小时里</div><div style="text-align: left;">活在完全属于<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6666CC;">自我</span>世界</div><div style="text-align: left;">不浪费时间</div><div style="text-align: left;">画了几个概念图…</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">渐渐地</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">桌面上的咖啡冷却了</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">手机时不时</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">震</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">了几下</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6600;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">谢谢你的陪伴</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-2355929923506493170?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-50591743882442271292011-05-27T11:09:00.004+08:002011-05-27T11:18:30.739+08:00I find no reason,<div>to continue being suck in creativity.</div><div>always get demoralised seeing a god doing things beside me.</div><div><br /></div><div>I find no reason,</div><div>for me to share it to anyone.</div><div>it's personal after all.</div><div><br /></div><div>I find no reason,</div><div>to stop doing what I was trying so hard to go after.</div><div>so what if not straight?</div><div><br /></div><div>I find no reason,</div><div>for me to stop thinking about it.</div><div>it has been a part of me since.</div><div><br /></div><div>I find no reason,</div><div>to get lazy.</div><div>thinking back on that, have I even try my best?</div><div><br /></div><div>The date is coming near.</div><div>I found a reason for me,</div><div>for me to persue</div><div>for me to help</div><div>for me to share</div><div>and it's time for me <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">to listen to her heart.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3366FF;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3366FF;">to find out the real reason.</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-5059174388244227129?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-13918929132249585222011-05-20T00:47:00.002+08:002011-05-20T01:03:29.021+08:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">I'm back!</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">But things got kinda miserable these few days. Friend broke up. I got stucked in the valley of my life. Don't get any idea of going anywhere or decision making.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">These few days,</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">too many fucking things bordered me all around.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">Idiotic direct sales calling me non stop almost everyday, and 5 times per day + 1 silly SMS.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">Overloaded assignment with limited time and ideas.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">Working on Saturday morning which I used to stick my head in my blanket in that particular period of time.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">Out of nowhere more and more people keep buzzing around me which I hate the most especially when I am trying my best to do my assignment.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">Phone buzzing non stop when I was trying to listen to music. Music keep on stuck here and there.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">RM60 earphone broken.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">Tired, yet insomnia somehow.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">Something changed.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">Persuing new things. New target. New style. Trying my best (Very Best to be exact) to think out of the box.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">Everyday playing hard rock / techno / trance / house / clubbing / remix songs to release tension(s).</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">Decide to come back to my blog to write, definitely a good choice.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">Things just seem so wrong sometimes. fuck yeah!</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">My mind is jammed, full with junks and routines which I disgust.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">Question of the day : </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">How to convince a person to become straight like what normal homo sapiens do? It's just unbelievable to belief the fact. WWWWWHHHHHHYYYYYYY??</span></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">-knn.fuckyou.bouce.ThankYou-</span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-1391892913224958522?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-10627526250368601932010-06-27T04:30:00.002+08:002010-07-15T04:08:31.658+08:00我必须适应，现在所处于的环境，也只能跟着环境来做最适合的调整。<br />要一直提醒自己，别人已经出车，我还像小孩子。长不大。<br /><br />你昨晚，提醒了我，也点醒了我。我知道我的孩子气，让你累了。很抱歉，我也只想花多一点时间在我们俩身上。但时间却又3/4是被工作占据了。扣除休息时间，应该没有多过2小时吧。<br /><br />我很容易自卑，你也知道。<br />我很不会做人，你也知道。<br />我很不上进，你我也知道。<br /><br />只想找个地方休息，好好休息。不想任何事。不烦恼。<br />只能像个工作狂。<br />只能妄想着未来是多么的风采、多么的幸福，来激励自己。<br />我越来越不像自己了。<br /><br />朋友们，要是下次看见我变了，请不要还怕，我只多了一层保护色，来掩饰自己的悲哀。<br />好好地为自己的前途努力下去吧，每个人都有不同的命运，每个选择都有它的利与弊。不要埋怨为什么我每次都会说没时间，因为我，就只有半夜三更。一个真真属于我的时段，一个普通人都已入睡的半夜三更。加油吧，朋友们！<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="right"><span style="font-size:85%;">只能无奈地微笑着</span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-size:85%;">然后望着前方迷惘的未来</span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-size:85%;">走着走着…</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-1062752625036860193?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-67777544571703607282010-06-11T12:33:00.003+08:002010-06-11T13:51:56.224+08:00<div align="center">I've changed, recently.</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">emo.</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">down.</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">self-hatred.</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">and all sorts of negative thinking.</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">I realised.</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">my ability to adapt is poor.</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">he's the person that far beyond my level</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">whom I could not reach.</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">I've awaken.</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">eyes were opened.</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">dreams were broken.</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">I've to constantly make myself</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">knowledgeable</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">and</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">pick up what I am losing right now.</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">Words could heal</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">yet it will too, make us ill.</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">Cruel and harsh reality for being weak.</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">I've gotta make myself match with his speed.</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">better,</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">catch up and pick up.</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">but,</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">How?</div><br /><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481373167780273890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CHt-vvRDvJQ/TBG_2sLmnuI/AAAAAAAAAjk/1O9iZ3B_Ig0/s320/the_chase_by_AmericanMuscle.jpg" /> <p align="right"></p><p align="right"><span style="font-size:85%;">save me.<br />anyone?</span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-6777754457170360728?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-63636436853873133042010-05-30T01:17:00.009+08:002010-05-30T02:16:19.434+08:00那时候，回想起当初的我们，真的会情不自禁的傻笑起来。<br />那时候，只敢偷偷瞄你，在你背后，一步一步跟着你的脚步去打包食物。偷偷躲在房里，边吃边遐想着许多许多。<br />那时候，每天晚上放工回家，等的，只是在facebook上线的你，和你聊到三更，熬夜到爆肝。<br />那时候，你的笑，你的一举一动，甚至你对我的注意，或是公事上的一些对话，至今都依然回味无穷。你就是如此的美，那双巧克力色的眼球，就是那么的迷人。<br />那时候，那一个吻，那一个拥抱，第一次如此地近距离对话，谈心事，在3号房的每一件事，都还是一幕幕地放映在脑海里。<br /><br />有时候，我真的很感觉自己是很幸福的，和你在一起的130多天。虽然说长不长，说短不短，可我们所经历的每一件事与物，真的真的不少。<br />有时候，我们还是会因为一下小小关心、小小举动而被对方感动。<br />有时候，也会因一些小误会、工作压力或情绪上的不稳定而小吵。<br />有时候，我会很习惯性地关心你、甚至不知不觉地牵起你的手。也许你的存在，已经是我灵魂的一部分了。<br />有时候，我会很担心你。看见你疲惫的样子、你嘴唇皮裂、甚至吃饭时间到却因为忙而没时间充饥，我还是会习惯性地唠叨、一直提醒你要多喝水、多休息、吃饭要定时。<br />有时候，我也是不定时吃，你还会特地留下一半的伙食份给我，好让我在放工后能填饱肚子。<br />有时候，你会对我撒撒娇，对我笑。心情好时还会一直挑逗我、扮鬼脸。<br />有时候，当我真的疲累时，你的一声“bang……”，就是我精神上的兴奋剂，好让我能再次冲刺，给我力量。<br />有时候，你就是我的灵感，在钢琴上发挥也好，在画画也好。<br />有时候，我会忍不住，亲吻你的额头，闻闻你的发香、甚至在拥抱时，所发出的自然体味。<br />有时候，我会担心，自己会因为在一起已有一段日子了，所以对我们之间的感情松懈了。会害怕自己没给到你足够的安全感，焦虑自己不够疼你，不够了解你。<br />有时候，拥抱的体温还真的比“雪中送炭”来的温暖。<br />有时候，你的发香还真的比茉莉花香来的香。<br />有时候，你的微笑还真的比咖啡来的提神。<br />有时候，和你在一起嬉戏的时光，真的让我回到了童年，无忧无虑，不烦所有一切烦人的人间事实。<br />有时候，当你会去家乡时，才发现，没有你在身旁，真的浑身不自在。<br />有时候，小小离别，真的让我们的爱情升温。<br /><br />这时候，已经是5月30日的凌晨2点钟，我独自一人，坐在西餐厅里喝着热可可，看着人群渐渐退潮，感觉这一个人的气息，想念着相隔十万八千里的你。<br /><br />芒果，真的很谢谢你，陪我走着我人生中一段最为精彩、最为开心、最为快乐、最为幸福的日子。<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="right"><span style="font-size:85%;">谢谢你</span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-size:85%;">我真的好爱你</span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-size:85%;">蚊子上</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-6363643685387313304?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-44198125529054257562010-05-07T12:18:00.002+08:002010-05-07T12:26:55.528+08:00A dead silent journey.<br />A fallback action.<br />Play only black parade music along my ears.<br />That's just it. Just it. It's just grey vision beyond my sight.<br /><br /><div align="right"> </div><div align="right"> </div><div align="right">发现</div><div align="right">我还是一样没能帮上什么忙</div><div align="right"> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-4419812552905425756?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-58616972728585986142010-04-24T12:47:00.002+08:002010-04-24T13:10:01.662+08:00那种感觉…<br />我永远不会忘记<br />很多的第一次<br />第一次见到你<br />第一次和你说话<br />第一次开始和你聊通宵<br />第一次看你对我笑<br />第一次你坐我的车…<br />这些第一次，真的好难忘哦~<br /><br /><br />最近的我们<br />面对种种障碍<br />周围都出现了好多好多的绊脚石<br />当我真的很厌烦这些“顶我肺”的障碍时<br />偶尔闭上眼睛<br />回想起刚开始跟在你后面<br />一步一步走着<br />有时踩着你的影子<br />有时偷瞄你的背影<br />有时尴尬起来<br />勉强找话题聊<br /><br /><br /><br />昨晚和你去看了“初恋红豆冰”<br />那一幕幕的画面<br />让我回忆起我们的之间<br />就是这份感动<br />让我学会更加地珍惜你<br />虽然有时候的我<br />还是会搞不清爱的定义<br />可是我会用你喜欢的方式<br />去好好疼你、保护你，<br />一个充满得我的心灵的你…<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-5861697272858598614?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-17071034811049961252010-04-16T14:19:00.002+08:002010-04-16T14:28:10.261+08:00看着你孤独的身影，<br />一步一步离开我家，<br />带着沉重的心情，<br />回到工作地方去，<br />心真得好痛…<br /><br />我病了<br />请了一天的病假<br />你有点失望<br />因为天天为我的病情烦恼，<br />而我还不能陪你，<br />你显得非常失落。<br /><br />对不起，芒果…<br />我答应你<br />病好了就会恢复正常地好好疼爱你，<br />照顾你…<br />照顾我最疼爱、关心、担心的芒果……<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="right"><span style="font-size:85%;">感动</span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-size:85%;">谢谢你的爱</span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-size:85%;">你的关怀</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-1707103481104996125?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-51672965585054025352010-04-02T14:07:00.003+08:002010-04-02T14:22:08.228+08:00凌晨2点钟<br />那里的天空 和巴生比起来宁静的多了<br />马路上寥寥无几的车辆<br />慢慢地驾驶着<br />这一趟<br />和她<br />赤着脚<br />坐在沙滩上吹海风<br />听微微从前方传来浪花打在沙滩上的声音<br />肩靠肩<br />聊聊天<br />这也算是圆了我半个心愿<br />渐渐地<br />不知不觉中发现<br />我依赖着她<br />只想好好珍惜她<br />爱着那非比寻常的她…<br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="right"><span style="font-size:85%;">这就是“爱”</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-5167296558505402535?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-53246787576042516962010-03-23T00:03:00.004+08:002010-03-23T00:31:50.841+08:00在我面前，所看到的都是“虚”<br />平时的嬉皮笑脸，其实都是面具。<br />假装没事，却又躲在后头哭泣<br />明明很生气，却又假装表现得很冷静。<br />这就是所谓成熟人的坚强吗？<br /><br />What placed upon my sight<br />it was all fake<br />even for a dump or an idiot<br />could precisely predict<br />the next step you're going to take<br />hiding all negative emotion<br />in front of public<br />are those capable human being<br />ought to do the similar things<br />talk in the way of twist and turn<br />perhaps, backstab?<br /><br /><br />你 在害怕吗？<br />要不然怎么一直为自己的不完美在辩护呢？<br />只会想到问题，<br />办法呢？<br />连门儿都没。<br />我看到的，也只有“惟”。<br /><br />It's undeniable<br />that you are definitely at higher position than me right now<br />we shall see then.<br />I remember someone enlighten me<br />hoping that we could be best friend somehow someday<br />I don't know.<br />I tried. I made my first step.<br />Yet your ego, made me feel nothing but disappointment.<br />Fine. I put a full-stop on it.<br />Live in yer dream, little roden.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-5324678757604251696?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-68951836498687104562010-03-18T03:14:00.004+08:002010-03-18T04:53:31.921+08:00我发现<br />其实所谓的甜蜜可以很简单<br />两个人一起到无人街上走走<br />散散心<br />或是一起到陌生地方<br />背包旅行<br />也可能只是一起在公共巴士里<br />肩靠着肩<br />一起等待下一站的幸福<br />也许生活上的艰苦会成为彼此之间的黑色小插曲<br />但要是生活上完全都没有起伏<br />这样平淡无趣且没挑战性的生活<br />真的是你梦寐以求的吗？<br /><br /><br />今天无意间观察到一对情侣的一举一动<br />或许对某些人来说<br />他们的亲密会显得很肉麻且不舒服<br />但难道真的一点也不曾遐想过如此幸福的画面吗？<br />别再自欺欺人了<br />再怎么的掩饰也只是种对自己内心世界空虚的封闭行为而已…<br />岂不是吗？<br /><br /><br />至于那些一直对上一段恋情念念不忘的人<br />学习释怀吧 朋友<br />再怎么说<br />那也只是你的回忆跟曾经<br />不切实际的究竟不会变成现实<br />我并不是教你去彻底忘了它<br />而是想让你去挑战新东西<br />学习新鲜事物<br />活在回忆和过去的人是不会进步的…<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-6895183649868710456?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-80217369170124136092010-03-10T23:33:00.003+08:002010-03-10T23:49:23.674+08:00当你又和你姐宣布世界大乱时，看着你被累积下来的疲惫及工作压力压得喘不过气来。想哭，又哭不出的表情，我就只能陪着你。<br /><br />当他给你信息时，看着你一副看着我而感到愧疚的模样。一直嘴嘟嘟，害怕我会在意的表情，我对你微笑，也就只能陪着你。<br /><br />当你有好多好多想和我分享，看着你一副依赖、开心的模样。和我分享你的过去和未来的理想，甚至我们之间所发生的一切，我陪你聊了一整晚，一点一滴地回忆着这幸福，我当然也一样陪着你。<br /><br />当你调皮坏蛋，一直在逗我的时候，看着你一副奸笑说着：“bangkia怕痒…bangkia怕痒”、“燕窝”、“bangkia的味道”。我心头顿时涌起一股热，忍不住亲了你的额头，这些记忆拼图，慢慢拼出了一幅幸福的画，陪着你欣赏这无以伦比的艺术。<br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-size:85%;">原来这就是所谓的<br />“幸福的味道”</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-8021736917012413609?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-91842624136955292552010-02-23T12:42:00.006+08:002010-02-23T13:23:52.370+08:00最后的十秒，他陪她倒数着她的生日，天空绽放朵朵的七彩烟花，她还安慰他说：<br /><br /><span style="color:#ff6600;">“没关系啊，你看，有这么多烟花为我的生日而放，跟天宫诞一起庆祝啊…”</span><br /><br />他笑了，摸摸她的头，再亲了她的额头，对她说了一句话。<br /><br />天空也开始出现了许多孔明灯。一盏盏，点亮了他们俩的心房。他拖着她的小手，带她进屋，手指在钢琴键上跳舞。<br /><br /><span style="color:#ff6600;">“祝你生…日…快…乐…”</span><br /><br />之后的他们，欣赏着天空的烟花，两人手牵手，肩靠肩。顿时的幸福，尽在不言中…<br /><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 392px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 270px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441304909727169122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CHt-vvRDvJQ/S4Nl_HLgemI/AAAAAAAAAjc/5zOalEqmq_c/s320/Happy_Birthday_by_katewackerle.jpg" /><br /><br /><br /><div><div align="right"><span style="font-size:85%;">放工后的小庆祝</span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-size:85%;">他为她买了小蛋糕</span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-size:85%;">也让她吹了一根不灭蜡烛</span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-size:85%;">开了个小小玩笑</span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-size:85%;">但愿那会成为她美好回忆</span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-size:85%;">也就是芒果的222</span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-9184262413695529255?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-5502847447134072982010-02-19T02:36:00.002+08:002010-02-19T02:47:56.366+08:00after a month of resting from bangkia's blog, trying to make his storymode more active. For those who are interested in my lovestory, <a href="http://bangkiastorymode.blogspot.com/">bangkiastorymode</a> always welcome you.<br /><br />I found out that recently I've got myself more and more sentimental. It seemed irrational but still I like that part of myself. I've changed. I stopped speeding my car. I stopped being a lazy worm. I've reduced the number of F word out of my mouth. I've learned to take care of a person. I've learned to control my bad temper. Most importantly, I've learned to love someone with my whole heart.<br /><br />It's hard to tell what lies in front of us. Yet, somehow I could tell it's just us. A very extraordinary future ahead for both her and I. The road are bumpy ahead. I will realise and keep what I've promised her. Not to read his blog again. Not to drive unsafe. Not to angry easily. Not to scold bad words. Take good care of myself.<br /><br />She's the one. Who always support me when things turn handy.<br />She's the one. Who loves me more than myself.<br />She's the one. Who always smile at me.<br />She's the one. Who I care the most.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-size:85%;">This is it.<br />A minor update.<br />A major difference.<br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-550284744713407298?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-55205635565697338182010-01-08T00:03:00.005+08:002010-01-08T00:17:03.256+08:00<div align="right"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="right"><span 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life</span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-size:85%;">is just as blank as the post</span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-size:85%;">believe it or onot?</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-5520563556569733818?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-65513360735511374562010-01-07T12:49:00.004+08:002010-01-07T13:13:10.541+08:00我真的可以无所谓吗？<br /><div>每天假装无所谓的样子</div><div>真的能让我躲开现实吗？</div><div>我是可以真的这样子吗？</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>我的心魔</div><div>又何时能放过我呢？<br />想透过工作</div><div>来逃避所有的这一切</div><div>想</div><div>认识新的朋友</div><div>适应新的环境</div><div>可却越是逃避</div><div>心魔越是在内心深处</div><div>汹涌地沸腾</div><div>这样 无所谓吗？</div><br /><div></div><div>慢慢地</div><div>我变成了</div><div>我心中魔鬼的傀儡</div><div>任它摆布着我的潜意识</div><div>近乎残废的心灵</div><div>已差不多被心魔占居了</div><div>我 还是可以不当一回事</div><div>这样 无所谓吗？</div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 231px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423860490514892130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CHt-vvRDvJQ/S0VsYRhqhWI/AAAAAAAAAik/QrEDf-ou4rU/s320/Evil_by_EvilxElf.jpg" /><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div align="right"></div><br /><div align="right"><span style="font-size:78%;">无助地眺望着</span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-size:78%;">心魔在搞鬼</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-6551336073551137456?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-30757511777289368582010-01-07T02:18:00.002+08:002010-01-07T02:24:29.689+08:00a smile, that would satisfied me.<br />a laughter, is enough for a tiring day.<br /><br />I've learned to smile<br />I've learned to serve<br />I've learned.<br /><br />I've shared.<br />Many things.<br />from my family to my hobby<br />and even love.<br /><br />I've smiled, too.<br />I started to enjoy the new environment.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="right">I</div><div align="right">scare to touch it again.</div><div align="right">Self-controlling.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-3075751177728936858?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-40344772572510242822010-01-04T02:05:00.009+08:002010-01-04T03:29:27.909+08:00I am here again. Yup. I think you would be probably guessing in front of your desktop, I am gonna emo again, write some bombastic nonsenses. Well, your sixth couldn't be much wrong this time. =p<br /><br />I am gonna confess to the world, that I hate playboy and those so called flower hearted, as in direct translation from chinese. Yet, ironically, I am one of them. I enjoy being cared, loved and those hidden admiring feeling found deep inside everyone's bottom heart. Slowly, I am turning into what I, myself hate the most. Irresponsible jerked bastard.<br /><br />I enjoy, most of the social activities. I like mixing up with different group, races, religion, nation of people. I do feel a little proud of myself for being not too shy with stranger, with condition. And that, makes me feel that I have a lot of choice. Most probably the whole thing is caused by my childish. Why would such thought appear in my mind?<br /><br />I promise myself, not to step into such thing anymore. Not before I could even trust myself. Friends, is what I need the most now. Help me and save me from demonic-evil devil. I am trying to find exit to gateway of light. I couldn't help myself other than just getting myself deeper and deeper into the quicksand. Seriously, I am not o-k-a-y.<br /><br />So, I guess it's time. For me to confess to my friends and my blog stalkers. I wanna ask, at this point, is that a normal phenomenon or it just simply disastrous to be such kind of person?<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-size:85%;">I still love 99.99% of myself.<br />but when it comes to L.O.V.E<br />I hate the another 0.01% of myself.</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-4034477257251024282?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-41554986797875146082009-12-26T02:51:00.002+08:002009-12-26T03:02:26.416+08:00Blog while waiting a DotA game to be commenced.<br /><br />Finally,<br />My family found out.<br />It's a big relief. Even though we both have a peace break up. Nothin much. Nothin less.<br />I guess, it's the right time to do so. Thanks for the memories. Thanks for everything.<br />I might not be a very perfect boyfriend. But I'm a good friend-to-be, still. =)<br /><br />For those people who knows the unmasked side of mine, I hope, I could trust everyone of you.<br />I'm a joker, apparently. I could be very cheerful. I could be nice. I could be just as idiot. Yet I was hoping for supportive words. You guys might think that I am a playboy. Puppy Love as what adults said. I just follow what my heart tells me. So, stop bugging me with those destructive words. I am very kind to tell you so. You could give me any type of advice, but don't you ever drag me from behind. I could do something that is enough for you to suffer if you were using those evil tactics. =)<br /><br />Buh... Continues DotA. No worries. I am still bangkia.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-4155498679787514608?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-33379875135890221042009-12-18T21:40:00.004+08:002009-12-18T21:44:51.404+08:00I'm getting more and more fucked up with this fucking fucked life. Please fuck off bloody fuck. Fuck it with all the fucking might to fuck my shitty life. How can I supposed to turn my fucking life back to normal happy life? Fucking holidays makes me feel I'm totally bloody fucking useless bastard. Everything is just so fucked up. Fuck My Life for now.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Cherish life still<br />Just expressing ma'self</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-3337987513589022104?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-81838306068501461722009-12-18T02:29:00.002+08:002009-12-18T02:32:42.024+08:00taking aim<br />is you<br />that made me do so<br /><br />doubt<br />confusion<br />worry<br />wonder<br />so many many things ran across my mind<br /><br />I smile<br />for an instant moment<br />knowing<br />I've to pass this test<br />from God<br /><br />I will survive...<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-size:85%;">in the middle of a game...</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-8183830606850146172?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-73389116814031766742009-12-17T00:39:00.004+08:002009-12-17T00:54:06.622+08:00fading rainbow<br />as sun sets<br />heard the rain<br />as cloud came<br /><br />midst of darkness<br />where lights came<br />disappearing hand<br />where trigger is pulled<br /><br />move on<br />life's brief candle<br />it and it<br />fall apart<br /><br />I've failed you<br />I've failed myself<br />I've been treated<br />which I was supposed to be<br /><br />it's a new start<br />a new life<br />a new joke<br />yet<br />an old me<br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-size:85%;">If I pull the trigger this time<br />I thought it's the right time to do so.</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-7338911681403176674?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-11874154871137784112009-12-14T15:51:00.002+08:002009-12-14T16:08:58.923+08:00<div>美丽 也只是个虚伪的形容词</div><br /><div>我哪有说谎</div><br /><div>这只是世界在编的谎言</div><br /><div>好久不见了</div><br /><div>你</div><br /><div>还好吗？</div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div>美丽 不再是漂亮</div><br /><div>曾经的对象</div><br /><div>曾经的念头</div><br /><div>想出轨的念头</div><br /><div>曾经的你 有多难忘</div><br /><div>我们的曾经</div><br /><div>让我顿时感觉世界在停电</div><br /><div>休息一会儿</div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div>我没有说谎</div><br /><div>我何必说谎？</div><br /><div>只是我真的很健忘</div><br /><div>我是个普通的男生</div><br /><div>想念你了</div><br /><div>现在的我</div><br /><div>考完试后的我</div><br /><div>就像个颓废的家伙</div><br /><div>阴恢恢的心情</div><br /><div>彩虹何时才能出现？</div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div>这都是谎言</div><br /><div>何况也只是个无聊的骗局</div><br /><div>我再也不相信自己</div><br /><div>我不会假装</div><br /><div>只是在逞强</div><br /><div>失去了对世界的感觉</div><br /><div>失去了感官</div><br /><div>失去说有的灵感</div><br /><div>迷失自我</div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div>被人拆穿</div><br /><div>又在伪装</div><br /><div>空洞</div><br /><div>填补不了</div><br /><div>我</div><br /><div>都是我吧？</div><div> </div><br /><div></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415000719013346418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CHt-vvRDvJQ/SyXydstGfHI/AAAAAAAAAic/-oEmLPVLV_w/s320/79f1d4b4c9830c7f07e0a6c37acba0e4.jpg" /><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div align="right"></div><br /><div align="right"><span style="font-size:85%;">我又在emo了…</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-1187415487113778411?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-53479427745234305252009-11-27T09:22:00.006+08:002009-11-27T09:45:45.516+08:00It lost<br /><br />since then<br /><br />we both know<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="color:#333333;">It gone</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#333333;">long before I realise</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#333333;">sparks gone</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="color:#666666;">It faded</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#666666;">no more</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#666666;">numbness that I could feel</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="color:#999999;">It's too late</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#999999;">swirl between regret and helpless</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#999999;">meer to the end</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="color:#c0c0c0;">It has already gone...</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 217px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408592775168677826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CHt-vvRDvJQ/Sw8ueRqsV8I/AAAAAAAAAiU/ifLnOwv57ug/s320/Going__going____gone__by_Ozzwizard.jpg" /></p><p><br /></p><div align="right"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;">now</span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;">stored in my memory case</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-5347942774523430525?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-13472451411265742772009-11-22T12:51:00.004+08:002009-11-22T13:28:46.475+08:00坐在车子里的我，望着车窗外的世界，突然觉得这世上有许多的不公平。在某个交通灯停了下来，看着沟渠浑浊水里，自由自在有着的小鱼儿、马路边的草丛里，爬出来的小蚂蚁们、被养在店楼里的燕子、再回想起刚才在大伯家里的那两只狗狗、心开始觉得酸酸的。<br /><br />大伯一家人到泰国去玩个几天，家就托我爸来看。我一到他家时，却发现他们的家虽然比我家还要大，却怎么看都不像一个温暖的住家。杂草长满地上没人处理，黄蜂在他家庭院里的一棵树飞来飞去，鱼池里的鲤鱼似乎不是很活泼，而最可怜的还是那只黄金猎犬。当我慢慢地抚摸着它，却发现，它，比印象中来得瘦，也不再开心地笑了（当狗笑的时候，嘴角会提高，喘气声比较大）。看着它闷闷不乐的样子，我自然而然，也被感染。我想，也只好一直抚摸着他，逗逗它吧。带了它出去散散步，它大小解后，却在这时候，有个中年的街坊出现了，我还记得他是这么说的…<br /><br />中年街坊：“诶，你带它出来，最好跟我看好来，不要让它来我家门前大小便，我知道它很乖的，你要看好来就可以了。”<br /><br />我：“哦…”<br /><br />中年街坊：“它啊，每次出来就来我家门前大小便，我骂了它很多次，也跟那个那个…你的阿伯讲了” （自以为是的一副‘<span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">子宫</span>’模样）<br /><br />我：“哦…” （开始不耐烦这些虚伪的人）<br /><br />中年街坊开始对狗狗自言自语：“下次不要来我家大小便啊…”<br /><br />他摸了摸狗狗，又对我说：“你看，它几乖…”<br /><br />老uncle，我在这里想跟你讲3样东西：<br />1）狗是不会听懂你在说什么‘<span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">睾丸</span>’、‘<span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);">阴茎</span>’话的。<br />2）有钱daisai? 一副仆街样。<br />3）uncle，做人也不用假到酱子的，在扮下去，虚伪了就不像了。<br /><br />oOo ( - . - ) oOo<br /><br /><br />当我要回的时候，上了车子，家里的狗狗，它仿佛知道我们即将离开，心情又跌入了低潮，懒洋洋的躺在那儿。看了真是叫人心酸啊…<br /><br />车子开动了，我望着那间无人、静凄凄又没被打理的家，心里感触万分。<br /><br />我在想，要是在国外的话，我大伯一家人可能就会被告上一条罪行：动物虐待的行为……<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CHt-vvRDvJQ/SwjLldAJUBI/AAAAAAAAAiE/WUt2dI7S2Ig/s1600/Lonely_by_DreamStarPhotography.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 286px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CHt-vvRDvJQ/SwjLldAJUBI/AAAAAAAAAiE/WUt2dI7S2Ig/s320/Lonely_by_DreamStarPhotography.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406795196959117330" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">世间永远都会充满缺陷和不完美…</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-1347245141126574277?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-47722529618908792752009-11-18T05:43:00.002+08:002009-11-18T06:05:04.514+08:00其实很多复杂的东西<br />很容易就被简单化<br />当我们开始学会坦白<br />当我们开始学会勇敢<br />这时候<br />世界就会变得很简单美丽<br /><br />但日益成长的我们<br />责任、思维、顾虑<br />把肩膀上的负担<br />给加重了<br />我们害怕伤害别人<br />又不想对不起自己<br />这时候的我们<br />就会处于一种心理矛盾的状态<br />要或不要<br />该或不该<br /><br />我们总是会想了很久<br />透过观察、沉思<br />来做我们所认为最理想的下一步<br />但所谓<br />人算不如天算<br />有的时候<br />后果却叫人担忧、可怕<br /><br />男人是理性动物<br />而女人却是感性动物<br />男人常常会去想很多很多未来的事<br />而女人则注重现在所面对的感觉<br />男人爱新鲜<br />女人却爱保鲜<br />这两种性别<br />永远都会有不同的想法<br /><br />爱<br />可以很复杂<br />也可以很简单<br />坦然面对人生<br />面对问题<br />面对所有一切的一切<br />虽然过程很辛苦<br />但如果结果是理想的<br />何乐而不为？<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CHt-vvRDvJQ/SwMd-OjDzoI/AAAAAAAAAh8/uiaixA0jMgg/s1600/Life_holds_many_choices_by_behind_her_heart.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 236px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CHt-vvRDvJQ/SwMd-OjDzoI/AAAAAAAAAh8/uiaixA0jMgg/s320/Life_holds_many_choices_by_behind_her_heart.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405196932668968578" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-size:85%;">我<br />有很多事情<br />我好想去做<br />好想去试<br />但由于顾虑太多<br />变得萎缩了<br />虽然有些想做的事<br />可能会引起许多不愉快<br />如果是你<br />你敢吗？</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-4772252961890879275?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-79354453923583645672009-11-03T20:59:00.003+08:002009-11-03T21:15:39.519+08:00<div style="text-align: center;">Tomorrow, it's a girl's birthday. Well, a girl that I met at Station One Meru, on <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Valentine's Day</span>. I've never post something new for quite sometime. I know, I am not good in handling relationship and sometimes my ignorance made her emotional. So, I would like to take this opportunity to let that girl know that although I'm not by her side on her birthday, Internet that makes us become closer together. That'y why I wrote this song <span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">Just For You</span>!<br /></div><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);">Happy Birthday!</span><br /><br /><br /><object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a53dc7975344a" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"><param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"><param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D000a53dc7975344a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331610839%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3F08C500EFEEA9E4A7BACFDDBEBBE9A80B56C4F9.47EF8533FAFF996DCEE0E368DB0F2CEC5357F2C7%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da53dc7975344a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DE3VnugVw3uxKreYzpD79n7J7RAc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D000a53dc7975344a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331610839%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3F08C500EFEEA9E4A7BACFDDBEBBE9A80B56C4F9.47EF8533FAFF996DCEE0E368DB0F2CEC5357F2C7%26key%3Dck1&iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da53dc7975344a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DE3VnugVw3uxKreYzpD79n7J7RAc&autoplay=0&ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /></object><br /><br />Try not to open this video,<br />cos... it sounds weird.. hahaha... not really good in singing = ="<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-7935445392358364567?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-64198137562578180282009-10-30T22:51:00.002+08:002009-10-30T22:59:57.860+08:00日子<br />就像倒流的砂石<br />在玻璃瓶慢慢流逝<br /><br />失去了所有的灵感<br />怎么写怎么画<br />都像坨粪<br /><br />所有的东西<br />都好像把我逼的快喘不过气<br /><br />好多好奇怪的回忆<br />一直在我脑海里浮现<br />明知却难制止<br /><br />我们之间<br />好像不那么亲密了<br />距离在搞怪吗？<br />还是感觉？<br /><br />或许只是错觉<br /><br />身体也不那么健康<br />人生的低潮<br />真迎向着我而来<br />只是觉得<br />都受够了…<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-6419813756257818028?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-10911974286218657972009-09-02T01:31:00.002+08:002009-09-02T01:52:20.048+08:00<div style="text-align: center;">我以不知道要怎么样了<br /><br />就是爱这样<br /><br />身躯不再听从命令<br /><br />一翻开书本<br /><br />头上出现的竟是一团雾水<br /><br />搞不清楚<br /><br />也不明白<br /><br />放弃<br /><br />就很自然的<br /><br />蔓延到我的意念<br /><br />答应过你的<br /><br />要好好读书<br /><br />害怕你不高兴的样子<br /><br />更加不想看到你失望的样子<br /><br />我<br /><br />就好像在沙时钟里<br /><br />一分一秒<br /><br />被沙子吞没<br /><br />好久没有这样写部落格<br /><br />也没了灵感<br /><br />心情的交错及复杂<br /><br />我<br /><br />形容不出来<br /><br />叹气<br /><br />也就成为我唯一能做的事<br /><br />我<br /><br />仿佛听见<br /><br />藏在心灵里恶魔<br /><br />在奸笑着<br /><br />它<br /><br />打败了我<br /><br />呼唤我懒惰、恶劣、暴躁的一面<br /><br />黑色幽默<br /><br />就是累计在我面具后的结晶品<br /><br />嘴边不禁露出不自然的笑容<br /><br />无情讽刺着坐在电脑面前打着这个部落格的人<br /><br />就是<br /><br />爱<br /><br />这样…<br /><br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CHt-vvRDvJQ/Sp1fBpsy7TI/AAAAAAAAAh0/WmK2ZhatGjU/s1600-h/The_great_below_by_Violator3.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CHt-vvRDvJQ/Sp1fBpsy7TI/AAAAAAAAAh0/WmK2ZhatGjU/s320/The_great_below_by_Violator3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376558012128488754" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-1091197428621865797?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-20270095741669618262009-08-13T00:05:00.003+08:002009-08-13T00:18:45.996+08:00It's never been too late<br />If you wanna made the very first step in study<br /><br />It's never been too easy<br />If you don't wanna push yourself hard enough<br /><br />It's never been too hard<br />If you had try your best<br /><br />It's indeed sarcastic to say<br />that I understand the natural law of study<br />yet true enough<br />laziness and procrastination pull me out of my routine running track<br /><br />I've gone through a stage<br />where I am really disappointed with myself<br />I couldn't find a point of equilibrium<br />between study and co-curriculum activities<br />between love and friendship<br />between family and myself<br /><br />I always thought that I know myself well enough<br />yet again I've gotta say it sarcastically<br />I Don't Really Fucking Understand The True Side of Myself<br /><br />I might look nice, kind, blur, innocent and perhaps underage<br />In fact, I am confused sometimes with my personality change<br /><br />I disappointed many ones<br />and that excluded myself...<br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" >STPM is coming<br />when will I change myself into a matured thinking little teenager?</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-2027009574166961826?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-35870737417035780502009-08-10T01:43:00.012+08:002009-08-10T02:53:25.188+08:00kaiwen: eh, later nite go KS eat seafood, u on?<br />bangkia: ok la no problem...<br />kaiwen: ok. i try ask other ppl.. if confirm i tell u...<br /><br />The above conversation starts the whole event... after i listen to some famine30 group leader things, i go fetch some buddies. then str8 go kaiwen house wait some snails... zzZ<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;">around 7pm sth like dat we all go KS... 130km/h is my top speed.. @@ wahahaha.. some gay is telling jokes while im driving and sprint all the way to KS... lol.. here's some photos.. XD<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CHt-vvRDvJQ/Sn8YJcrQeII/AAAAAAAAAg0/f-SdxPVqwMw/s1600-h/DSC00247.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CHt-vvRDvJQ/Sn8YJcrQeII/AAAAAAAAAg0/f-SdxPVqwMw/s320/DSC00247.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368035831444437122" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;">-bangkia and milky-</span><br /><br /></div></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CHt-vvRDvJQ/Sn8YjvCKQrI/AAAAAAAAAhE/8v9RzDXU8jU/s1600-h/DSC01049.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CHt-vvRDvJQ/Sn8YjvCKQrI/AAAAAAAAAhE/8v9RzDXU8jU/s320/DSC01049.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368036283048936114" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">- 2 brokeback mountain gay-</span><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CHt-vvRDvJQ/Sn8Yyr3GWHI/AAAAAAAAAhM/ANMCB-03jeo/s1600-h/DSC02103.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CHt-vvRDvJQ/Sn8Yyr3GWHI/AAAAAAAAAhM/ANMCB-03jeo/s320/DSC02103.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368036539895273586" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">-we indeed looked happy =D-</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CHt-vvRDvJQ/Sn8ZV_CoSBI/AAAAAAAAAhc/wNPEoiH1BdY/s1600-h/DSC02107.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CHt-vvRDvJQ/Sn8ZV_CoSBI/AAAAAAAAAhc/wNPEoiH1BdY/s320/DSC02107.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368037146339330066" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">-cheers and makan lor... look at the sisa-sisa makanan-</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CHt-vvRDvJQ/Sn8ZnkOB8pI/AAAAAAAAAhk/On9sLwYFVCo/s1600-h/DSC02111.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CHt-vvRDvJQ/Sn8ZnkOB8pI/AAAAAAAAAhk/On9sLwYFVCo/s320/DSC02111.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368037448377037458" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">-SM and TC, 2 gay lous-</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CHt-vvRDvJQ/Sn8Z3zpKN8I/AAAAAAAAAhs/631YcFcJ2Ts/s1600-h/DSC02110.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CHt-vvRDvJQ/Sn8Z3zpKN8I/AAAAAAAAAhs/631YcFcJ2Ts/s320/DSC02110.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368037727395264450" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">-fuyoh fuyoh, "dai-ga-je" eng so serious-</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">haha... on my way back home, i drove 130km/h.. saw lots of fancy sports car. frens howling like wolf when they saw those cars.. too excited and they was a bit on alcoholic high @@<br /><br />that's all.. chaoz. ^^<br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-3587073741703578050?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-7219356766538907062009-08-06T00:24:00.002+08:002009-08-06T01:20:45.664+08:00Finally, my blue tag is passed on to the next generation. As what our President said, it remains as a doubt whether is menyerahkan kebanggaan kepada AJK baru atau menyerahkan masalah kepada AJK baru. @@<br /><br />I see some candicates were unhappy because they were not chosen as the new committees. I hope whatever the decision that has been made is the correct one. The new committees hopefully will be a very strong, united and non-political team.<br /><br />Gambateh! We shall wait and see...<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Relieved bangkia.</span></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-721935676653890706?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-51116153746656190202009-07-27T23:53:00.003+08:002009-07-28T00:27:46.895+08:00my mood swings. it made me drove slowly yet not safely. all i have in my mind is about u and me. what we did yesterday night. i really put some deep thought into it. for some reasons, i would think that i m way off too childish for u. i love to play. i would love to have some freedoms. the prom we went, considered a tragedy for both of us. i thought u will be enjoying as much as i do. yet, u didn't. the whole tiring night, even when i woke up today, my mind still running and processing the data about u. am i really wrong? i hate myself when i made u sad. i hate myself for not good in making u smile happily. i hate myself. i m out of words to describe myself as a trash. for the time being, it seems like u reply every message reluctantly with only few words. my mind was stucked when i was trying to figure a way to solve our problem. i hardly know. i am just a jerk for u. i am naive. and i really hope that u would understand me. i really wanted to have some fun time in the prom after 2 tiring weeks of baby-sit those juniors on their task. i know that u would think the only focus i have is on my co-curricular activities but not u. sincerely, i am sorry for that. i really cant divide my focus. for past few weeks, the misunderstanding from my family, pressure from the study, all of that had almost drive me crazy. the only happy moment that i have is when u're beside me. yet, i've ruined the moment when i thought it should be enjoyable moment for both of us. i'm sorry if i really let u think that i was leaving u alone in the prom.<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-size:85%;">It is easy<br />to love each other deeply<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Yet,<br />it is hard<br />to live and stay happy together all the time.<br />相爱简单相处难</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-5111615374665619020?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-73790652418493327652009-07-12T01:45:00.004+08:002009-07-12T02:21:39.913+08:00crazy people in a very crazy night, logically and obviously, we did crazy stuff, right?? no doubt about it! at HorSinSai(susin) house, we had our very own way of BBQ, then we were ready for the punked' of the year! 3 bday girl and boy, Samz, Hsienz, Eng will be having their very face go thru our nice nice facial treatment specialty. we kinda like bluff them and told them the cake is rm60 each! unbelievably, they believed it! muahahaha.. then, after we sang bday song, here it comes! PIAK!!! we all throw the cream and do it all over the place @@". Siao! every1 kena la, chiaheng and kokthai were hiding in the house, no dare to come out! ceh! lousy~ nvm, eventually both of them kena too... serious case! 20 X 2 hands with cream are pasting all over their body PARTS. hengchuan, the late comer, is the pities of all. we all prepared and ready for another big punked'! hahaha.. he got his hair all stand up (still standing?) with creams... eeew! yet, it's very enjoyable and memorable and things got sentimental after we went home. muahahaha.. i write this is bcos i wanna make u blur when u read this post and be blur again bcos so many words and words and words!!! yimei is gonna leave us and go to johor to study maktab perguruan. aiyoyoyoyoyo.. she kinda like crying la. we all joke around so she wont so sad. yimei, every1 got their own way of life. dun be sad, we can stil come out and limteh when u come back. dun wory. we geng, we crazy, we siao lang, we highs, we lows, and WE ARE THE TRUE FRENZ!<br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">words of sentimental</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">Susin the HorSinSai : </span><br />Hey guys, thanks for tonight =) its a memorable nite ;) i really enjoyed tonight =) love ya and sweet dream B-)<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">Yinyin the Eng :</span><br />Err.. tonite really suprising me alot.. hahaha.. wei.. i not yet 19 yrd old den u all ed treat me lik tis.. haha.. cos i really din hav any idea about the 'celebration' d.. haha.. n dis is d 2nd time i celebrate bday with a big gang after last year.. n it wil b a memorable bday 4 me 4ever.. thanks u all.. really.. i ed almost cry.. hahahaha.. mai gong la.. hahahahaha.. good nite and sweet dream...<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Khershing the KSer :</span><br />guys.. thanks for tonight ya.. especially hsien, yy, cyau n sorry for anyone who been targeted and dis night might b the onli night we can play such craz and x restriction.. don angry har.. lolx.. and remember to wash ur butter cream hair onli sleep.. n yichun said tq much 4 tonite.. haha.. nitez sweet dreams<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">Chzehsien the hsienz :</span><br />tell u all a secret, just now when i take shower d water is so cloudy like milk walau so geli like crimb out from sg klang, r u all oso??? 2nite is a swet and memorable nite,thx 2 all of u tat celebrate bday with us, its so sweet and un4gten.. although u all bluf my feel tolf tat d cake cost rm60 bt i reli so hapi and touch.. 1 of my wish is hope v can be fren 4va.. i think is time 2 put a full stop if nt d angpau oso cant cover my credit... lol.. at las just wanna say thx u all over and over again... v r rock n crazy family yoo!! hv a gud nite and swet dream.. true fren, hsienz..<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">Choryau the Samz :</span><br />terima kasih many many for this wild stuff! i've nvr been so much fun for years already! the 60 bucks cake seriuously rock! no hard feelings okay? Mte rocks! =)<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">Waikit the garfield president :</span><br />2day onli gt 1 word 1 say "syok", hehe.. just nw i rili fel very terharu when i saw u all play til so hapy and enjoy. hope we can stil have chance 2 gather like dis. thx 2 all 4coming, thx 2 all that contribute things n energy. last, hope u all wil rmber dis nite. n we hidup as mte ajk, die as mte angle. swet dream<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);">Verntze the Bangkia :</span><br />wei.. why write so many? aiyo, i letih tau? i am naib SU, i write and jot down the whole event de mar.. den mayb i gonna take and pass dis laporan to En Nasir. then let him see how strong our relationship is.. not even him can tear apart this kind of strong bond. NO n NEVA! muahahaha...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-7379065241849332765?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-77301984878863005562009-07-03T00:19:00.005+08:002009-07-03T00:45:03.120+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">面具，</span><br />可以是一个保护自己的道具，<br />也可以是用来掩饰自己缺点的一个道具。<br />当你不想它被猜穿，<br />却往往一层一层地剖落，<br />而当你想把它给卸下来，<br />却怎么卸都卸不掉。<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CHt-vvRDvJQ/SkzirrZd-QI/AAAAAAAAAgE/sRJdOzAEse4/s1600-h/a484b2d3b23da894f2465d34a3467aa4.png"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CHt-vvRDvJQ/SkzirrZd-QI/AAAAAAAAAgE/sRJdOzAEse4/s320/a484b2d3b23da894f2465d34a3467aa4.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353903297048475906" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">-她，卸下面具</span>-<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">。<br />。<br />。<br /><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">小丑，</span><br />上了浓浓的彩妆，<br />脸常带着笑容，<br />到处给人家欢乐，<br />小丑从来不说话，<br />手语就是他与人的沟通点，<br />用沉默，<br />来看待这世界的现实，<br />当他伤心时，<br />只能偷偷地躲在一个角落哭泣，<br />没人知道，也没人晓得。<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CHt-vvRDvJQ/SkzhlzsWt4I/AAAAAAAAAf8/IMz04rLzcqU/s1600-h/b2d2ea6800c5b91da603dcacbec0892a.png"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CHt-vvRDvJQ/SkzhlzsWt4I/AAAAAAAAAf8/IMz04rLzcqU/s320/b2d2ea6800c5b91da603dcacbec0892a.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353902096684332930" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">-你是否看到他的笑容？-</span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />做回原本的自己，<br />诚实地对待每一个人，<br />就是一种诚恳，<br />一套表达自己的</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" >彩妆</span><span style="font-size:85%;">，<br />一副对得起自己的</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:85%;" >面具</span><span style="font-size:85%;">。</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-7730198487886300556?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-39407209079163950402009-06-28T14:17:00.003+08:002009-06-29T00:58:50.937+08:00时间，本来就是很抽象的。看不见却有很实在的存在在这世界。<br />往往时间跟我们擦肩而过，我们还傻傻地在原地徘徊。<br />当你发现时间已经远远地超越你时，后悔就会像树藤那样慢慢地往你的心灵攀岩、寄生。<br /><br />每个人都对时间有不同的观念。<br />有些会一直想跟时间赛跑，无时无刻、不眠不休地努力。<br />有的会跟时间平行跑动，按时按份地做好自己的东西而得到满足。<br />其余的则无忧无虑，心想：“还早啦！慢慢来，没什么好急的嘛…”<br /><br />时间就好像一只很忠实又不会累的跑马，在你的人生旅途中跟随着你。<br />当你寂寞时，它会慢下来陪着你度过黑暗的夜晚。<br />当你开心时，它会开心地加速，跑得比谁都快。<br />当你伤心时，它会跟着你心情的起伏，时快时慢，带你逃离悲伤。<br /><br />但是，你知道时间的背影是怎么个样子的吗？不清楚，对吧？<br />其实时间的背影都会因人而异。<br />很好奇吧？<br />只要你慢慢地闭上眼睛，深呼吸，放轻松，在回想你在人生旅途走过的点点滴滴，就是时间的背影。<br />永远都是那么清晰的回忆，却总是那么模糊的记忆。<br />就因为这样，能记得时间的背影的人不多，能把时间的背影忘掉的人也不多。<br />学会珍惜它，疼爱它。<br />它不怕真实世界的现实，只畏惧它主人的不理不睬。<br />当你领悟到了以上的东西，自然地，它会让你的人生，更加的彩色，更加的幸福。<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CHt-vvRDvJQ/SkehB7SSCPI/AAAAAAAAAf0/rL3oGwMhiMY/s1600-h/stop_time_by_vimark.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CHt-vvRDvJQ/SkehB7SSCPI/AAAAAAAAAf0/rL3oGwMhiMY/s320/stop_time_by_vimark.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352423736619436274" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" >-当时间停下来的那一刻</span><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);">-</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">一路向北，一路向前…</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-3940720907916395040?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-81022678387480934442009-06-20T00:47:00.013+08:002009-06-22T22:37:42.309+08:00<span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Day 1:</span><br />Once I stepped into the school compound, I was like... er... where are those spideys? They are countable nouns upon my sight. Yet, feeling nervous about the whole event cos I've never been organising such a big event in my school life. Even though I'm just preparing the opening ceremony and the backdrop of the stage. I ain't gonna let mistakes step on <st1:state st="on"><st1:place st="on">me.</st1:place></st1:state>(I'm a perfectionist LOL...)<br /><br />Some POYO malay students were just so disobedient. POYO la lebih skit, kalau boleh, jgnlah ko masuk High School Klang (HSK). Pgi studi ko orang pnye choice sekolah dan jgn ko orang pijak ke dalam STK. No-ob! (probably only malay that would understand the words above, I learned how to use malay Messaging Short Form thru'out school life in HSK = =")<br /><br />There's also some guai lan chinese too. Acting cool, too cool for us to ORIENTATE. Eventually, few people doesn't show up in Orientation Week(OW). As one of the committee of Majlis Tingkatan Enam(MTE), I have the responsibility and heavy duty that was put on my shoulder to make sure the whole event is going smooth. SMOOTH... do you get what I meant? Imagine 250 juniors that tulan all of the committees and try expect them to follow your orders, isn't that EASY?? @@"<br /><br />Not every junior are the bad ones, there are some good and obedient juniors too. Grateful to have them on the very first day... The opening ceremony is going well. Everything went in quite a satisfying way.<br /><br />Next, committee YinYin brief about the <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Musuh Serang</span> thing. What should juniors do when whistle is blown once, twice or trio. It's sort of punishment for the juniors when the situation is out of control for committees to handle. We called upon 2 juniors to show the example for the position of the punishment. 1 POYO malay and 1 dark complexion chinese( if not mistaken, he's name is Ping An jr) XD<br /><br />Then, I brief about the signature book required for each and every junior. I knew, tomorrow, sure got somebody do my signature book either wrongly or cincai-cincai punye. Just wait and see...<br /><br />I see many fancy fancy style in their costumes, I cant deny is very pretty, creative and nice, (good job, juniors!) but I remember I told juniors not to create costumes that is so extraordinary, rite? So, I let Kok Thai to speak about their costume. I saw costumes with angry faces, with spideys toys on his hat(o.O), and <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">SOME1 KISS ME PLS</span>.. wth = ="<br />After that, we ordered juniors to sit in group accordingly. The group arrangement is based on the risalah they got with different colours. We let them have their own groupo discussion about sorakan, slogans, knowing their group members and designs for their group flag with only white cloth and a stick provided. Each group will also have their own group fosters to guide them along.<br /><br />That day ended with 1 super tiring game, Angkat Tangan. Everyone is asked to hold their hand and arms high and stay in that position until the songs were finished. 3songs for all juniors and 5 songs for the group leader. We, committees started to see the ice broke among the group members. Their cheered for their leader and together they stand as one! Go, juniors!<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);">Statistics and Reports:</span><br />15 mins of rest for juniors, 0 secs of rest for committees.<br />I haven't loss any of my voice. YET.<br />Musuh serang-once.<span style="color:red;"><br /><br /></span><br /><span style="color:red;">Day 2:</span><br />Today is just a boring day for both juniors and committees. Ceramah, taklimat, ceramah, taklimat, NON-stop. Planned to go in Mdm Khor's Chemistry class but ended up couching in the Dewan Putra. Listening to about million words from all the penceramahs. Siao! While girls listen to a MALE penceramah talking bout female hygiene issues, boys are ordered to pay a short visit to the library. Briefings from Ketua Pengawas Pusat Sumber, Chua Chong Yong aka Ah Chua and En. Yusri. Watching over 250 spideys sitting in front of the stage, the feeling, is undescribable. Oh ya, Heng Chuan's nice nice specialty '<span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">Mexican Wave Punishment</span>' for juniors. Heng Chuan always the very good EMCEE, we called him, Malaysian version of Jackie Wu. He's humurous, and his speech can get everyone's attention. No doubt bout it! He called himself plastic as juniors didn't greet him when he put off his tag. He asked juniors, "<span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">kamu semue colour blind ke? kalau tidak, kenape bila jumpa senior yang merah tagnye tak ucap, jumpa tag biru komiti baru ucap?</span>", juniors were speechless at the moment. Nice BOMB! About one hour before the bell rings and we have to let juniors go back to their home sweet home, committees helped me checked the signature books, I terus bring the tong sampah to the front, I saw many juniors stunned. Those who did it really badly, and without names, just use A4 paper as cover of the signature book, ended up meeting new friends in the tong sampah.<br /><br />I asked juniors,<br />"<span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">Boleh tak kalau saya buangkan buku tandatangan yang tiada orang nak mengakunye sbg pemiliknye?</span>"<br /><br />Juniors replied softly,<br />"<span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">boleh........</span>"<br /><br />I asked again, with a higher pitch and louder voice as the respond is so little,<br />"<span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">Boleh tak kalau saya buang ke dalam tong sampah?</span>"<br /><br />Juniors replied,<br />"<span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">BOLEH...</span>"<br /><br />being a bad guy, rite? @@"<span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"><br /></span><br />After that, Pemberian Nama Foster for the juniors. They indeed looked stunned, blur, wandering, curious, swt, and whatever facial expression that u could have imagine cos when they saw the name of fosters without such wide array of wording in front of them. Some with signs, with equations, with clan name, with stars and plus minus, chinese names that confuses <span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);">B-A-N-A-N-A-O</span>s (I mean chinese juniors that are english educated and don't know chinese words). Cute laa!<br /><br />Heng Chuan also told juniors to bring senjata for the war declared-sesi tandatangan! in order to win the war, every juniors must prepare sweets, chocos and things to show out the KEIKHLASAN towards seniors when they are trying to get 80 signatures from seniors, 20 from teachers and 28 committees' signatures. Come ma babeh!<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">2 golden rules stated from Heng Chuan:</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:100%;" >1. The seniors are always right<br />2. If the seniors happened to be wrong, refer to rule number 1.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);">Statistics and Reports:</span><br />10 mins of rest for juniors and again 0 secs for committees.<br />Voice loss-10%.<br />Musuh serang-once or twice.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Day 3:</span><br />The 3rd day of OW. Some briefings before the real time of it-sesi tandatangan! 28 committees managing the discipline of over 250 juniors along the way to the Form6 block, Block J. When I walked to the block, I myself stunned as well. Seeing all the monsterous seniors, Yiao Gui (hungry ghost) standing all over the stairs of the block and the gate of Block J. I know how juniors would feel and think as I experienced it myself too.<br /><br />"<span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">Junior-junior sekalian, jumpa senior-senior, kena ucap ape?</span>" committees asked juniors.<br /><br />"<span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">Good Morning seniors (senior......).</span>" Juniors greet in such a messy way.<br /><br />"<span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">Sekali lagi, senior tak ade respond! Tak cukup ikhlas!</span>"<br /><br />"<span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">Selamat Pagi senior-senior!</span>" they greet seniors louder and a bit more ikhlas laa. XD<br /><br />"<span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">Senior-senior, puas hati tak?</span>" committees asked seniors.<br /><br />Seniors shood they head, and wave their hand, which means not satisfied.<br /><br />"<span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">Junior-junior sekalian, senior-senior masih tidak puas hati dengan ucapan tadi, kamu semue kena lebih ikhlas lagi and lebih kuat lagi! Satu, Dua, Tiga!</span>"<br /><br />"<span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">SELAMAT PAGI! SENIOR-SENIOR!!!!!!</span>"<br /><br />"<span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">Senior di atas, puas hati tak?? Kalau puas hati, ucap balik kepada junior-junior anda!</span>"<br /><br />"<span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">SELAMAT PAGI! JUNIOR-JUNIOR!!!!!!</span>"<br /><br />That's the spirit that committees of MTE wanted! The spirit of High School Klang!<br />When everyone is so excited and eager to fight the war, Yin Yin aka Eng, as a discipline master blow her whistle. Haha... juniors are so helpless at the moment when things got so pekchek liao and they still need to do the position to prevent<span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"> Musuh Serang</span>! @@" At this time, committees told juniors the Do's and Dont's when entering to the Block J.<br /><br />"<span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">Faham tak semue junior?</span>" committee asked.<br /><br />"<span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">FAHAM!</span>" juniors replied. The whistle is blown again to release the juniors from the Musuh Serang. The gate is opened at last, but 2 rows of seniors standing along the entry point to do their duty as <span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">Pegawai Pengutip Cukai Gula-Gula</span>! Then every junior rushed into the block, group by group, and run up and down all over the Block J, because they were fooled by seniors in the process of discovering their fosters. A very happy-heavenly moment for seniors and hell-like moment for juniors. Santa Claus is coming to town~ HoHoHo... When I helped some of the juniors to find their foster, give them hints where to find their fosters, I slowly proceed to my class-the peak of the whole Block J, <span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">6A1</span>! I walked into my class, and saw a junior with my foster name on her spidey costume.<br /><br />She and her friend asked me,<br />"<span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">Committee, where is my foster?</span>"<br /><br />I pointed her friend and said,<br />"<span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">do you know the nurse is who?</span> (Nurse is actually Committee Lee Lih Yann who went to Melacca to study nursing. Her bf is my classmate! XD)<span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"> and you know why ur foster wanted a nurse so desporately?</span>"<br /><br />My junior's friend say she dunno. Then I hint her, is just few steps away from ur sight! eventually she found her foster. and my junior, still blur blur! Hahaha...<br />Then I asked her,<br />"<span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">you know wenzi (mosquito) is who?</span>"<br /><br />She shood her head. I was like... OMG, still got people dunno my nickname de... Sob. Then I pointed to a piece of paper that is pasted on the wall of my class and say,<br />"<span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">Do you see the name, Bangkia? It means mosquito in hokkien. and you see my name? What's my name?</span>" I pekchek liao.<br /><br />She looked into my name tag and interpret a bit... Lau Vern Tze, Lao WenZi, wenzi, mosquitos, bangkia.... then she sees the meaning behind everything. She smile and said,<br />"<span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">So, it's you la, committee?</span>"<br /><br />I nodded my head. Then I bring her to find signature of teachers, seniors and some committees. I sang song along with Sze Yee and pleased teacher finally. Hahaha... Especially Pn Thye. She said I sang better than my junior. = ="<br /><br />The first time that I feel like I'm like a star with paparazzi all over, trying to get signature from me, the feeling is so horrible, I can't see my junior, what is presented in front of me, is just signature books, sweets and chocolates... Gosh... Luckily my junior very seng mok, she know how to get every senior signature when the seniors' junior is getting my signature. Hahaha.. Way to go, Sze Yee... I like to play with juniors, I asked them to greet me loudly in order to get my signature, in return, I shouted to them after they got my signature.<br /><br />"<span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">Good morning, committee, can I have ur signature please?</span>"<br /><br />" <span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">I can't hear u, louder abit!</span>"<br /><br />"<span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">GOOD MORNING COMMITEE!</span>"<br /><br />"<span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">GOOD MORNING JUNIOR!!</span>"<br />then I sign his/her book.<br /><br />"<span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">thank you, committee...</span>"<br /><br />"<span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">Har? What?? I can't hear u.</span>"<br /><br />"<span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">THANK YOU, COMMITTEE!</span>"<br /><br />"<span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">WELCOME, JUNIOR!!</span>"<br />it's very enjoyable moment. XD<br /><br />After the sesi tandatangan is over, we asked juniors to gather in the hall. No time to eat and rest for all of us. Except those with gastric. We don't want any people suffer from the gastric pain and faint. So we asked if there's any juniors who couldn't stand hunger and bring them to the canteen to fill their empty stomach. Then we have some ice-breaking game and group activities for the juniors. They discussed about their perfomance and the flag that they had designed.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);">Statistics and Reports:</span><br />O secs of resting for both juniors and committees.<br />Voice loss-50%<br />Musuh Serang-once<br />Juniors stayback for perfomance practise-until 5pm evening (rajinnya! nice one, juniors!)<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Day 4:</span><br />When I step into HSK, immediately I saw 1 group, I forgot which group is that, practising their dance in front of the entrance of the Hall near the side gate of the school. I mean whole group! I looked at them, they were so concentrating until they didn't notice I'm there. Praise for them! And when I walked pass juniors, I noticed 1 thing, that is juniors started to greet us at their own will. They... changed, which really touched me. They have gone 1 step further and a step closer to maturity. I smiled at them. Then we started to prepare chairs and tables for the next event-registration for co-curicular clubs for juniors to join. After that, sesi tandatangan start again. I lead my junior and looked for teachers. Run up and down, here and there... OMG... Letihnya... hahaha.. Today, my style change, juniors that wanted my signature have to answer my questions correctly. For example,<br /><br />I asked,<br />"your junior's junior's junior's foster's foster's foster's is who? (the answer is you yourself laa)<br /><br />Many juniors just stared at me, confused and blur... Hahaha, gotcha!<br /><br />I remember Heng Chuan told juniors,<br />"<span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">Hari ini hari keempat Minggu Orientasi, kami tak nak marah marah lagi junior-junior. Saya memang harap yang junior sudah boleh berdisiplin and berdikari. Boleh tak junior?</span>"<br /><br />"<span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">BOLEH!!</span>" juniors replied.<br /><br />"<span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">boleh tak?</span>" He asked again.<br /><br />"<span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">BOLEH!!!!</span>" juniors replied second time.<br /><br />"<span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">bagus!</span>" He smiled.<br /><br />"<span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">Sesi tandatangan tadi, seronok tak?</span>"<br /><br />"<span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">seronok!</span>"<br /><br />"<span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">Saya tau semue sudah letih, saya letih juga, tapi di sini saya nak show satu benda. tunggu saya, ya...</span>" He went back stage and took something out.<br /><br />He showed to every junior what his junior gave him as a thankyou gift as her foster. A very nice piece of artwork from his junior, Ng Yi Mei. Then he reminded juniors to also prepare something not expensive but with sincerity, to show appreciation to fosters.<br /><br />After school, many group stay back and practise for their perfomance. Some rehearse on the stage too. I quickly prepare for the closing ceremony things and gosh, at last finished it by 6pm. Some juniors stayback as late as us. Really I've got nothin to say. Just feel dat they all were so PIA!<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);">Statistics and Reports:<br /></span>0 mins of rest for juniors and seniors again.<br />voice loss-40%<br />juniors still stayback until 5pm.<br />Tiring day for me. Dehydrated.<br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Day 5:</span><br />The last day of OW. The final jam for the whole event. Every group has prepared themselves to perform on stage. Committees invited seniors to come down to the hall and together we all share the moment of closing ceremony of OW. It's indeed a sad day, but also relieve to see all the juniors has grown up. After the closing ceremony ended, we gave juniors a very last chance to get signature from MTE teachers and seniors to complete their signature books. Then slide show is put on as the memories flashed in front of us. The situation went higher and higher. After that, 15 mins of recess for juniors and seniors. After rejuvenated, everyone was ready for the perfomance!!! Every junior tried their very best to perform on stage. Booo's from seniors, cheers from juniors. There's interaction between seniors and juniors. It's a very fun day indeed. That day, ended fast. In just a blink of an eye, the final jam ended. Committees said sorry to juniors if there's any misunderstanding and harrasment without intention has been made. We stood in a looooong row like Dato and Datin and waited juniors to came forward to shake hands and say thank you. Thanks to all teachers and fellow committees that work together as a team! Sentiments touches everyone's bottom of their jumping heart. Then, many juniors take the opportunity to take photos with seniors, committees and friends to leave a wonderful memories... memories that couldn't be erased even by time. Juniors, Gambateh!!!<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);">Statistics and Reports:</span><br />15 mins of rest for juniors and seniors, 0 secs for committees (we can be semi-god, no nid eat for 5 days)<br />voice loss-70%<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">p/s: juniors have grown up and matured in the sense of discipline, acting, communication skills, socialise skills and blabla..<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CHt-vvRDvJQ/Sj1jJwWeLvI/AAAAAAAAAeM/FkjjLgx2XQY/s1600-h/4659_87038271727_632636727_2017083_2211294_n.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CHt-vvRDvJQ/Sj1jJwWeLvI/AAAAAAAAAeM/FkjjLgx2XQY/s320/4659_87038271727_632636727_2017083_2211294_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349540951635144434" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">pair meh pair? never see b4 ka?</span><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CHt-vvRDvJQ/Sj1kVJvOrwI/AAAAAAAAAek/r1uodyQSxcI/s1600-h/DSC08004.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CHt-vvRDvJQ/Sj1kVJvOrwI/AAAAAAAAAek/r1uodyQSxcI/s320/DSC08004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349542246940061442" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">MTE 28 AJK + 1 ex-AJK, Lee Lih Yann + AJK MTE 07/08, Yichun</span><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CHt-vvRDvJQ/Sj1kx2aY5YI/AAAAAAAAAes/YV_4qUA_6Pk/s1600-h/DSC08011.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CHt-vvRDvJQ/Sj1kx2aY5YI/AAAAAAAAAes/YV_4qUA_6Pk/s320/DSC08011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349542739968583042" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">group photo, but I am at a kissing pose... LOL</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CHt-vvRDvJQ/Sj9vi23datI/AAAAAAAAAfc/GJLOlsfBIOw/s1600-h/DSC04553.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CHt-vvRDvJQ/Sj9vi23datI/AAAAAAAAAfc/GJLOlsfBIOw/s320/DSC04553.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350117526973803218" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">1..2..3..up (pattern banyak LOL)</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CHt-vvRDvJQ/Sj1jT7xOgkI/AAAAAAAAAeU/wBq9jf8vNBQ/s1600-h/DSC04554.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CHt-vvRDvJQ/Sj1jT7xOgkI/AAAAAAAAAeU/wBq9jf8vNBQ/s320/DSC04554.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349541126498845250" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">ok ok.. serious liao.. poh li jr, bangkia, and siu keih jr</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CHt-vvRDvJQ/Sj9t2CVRNsI/AAAAAAAAAe0/xflsY06JxYA/s1600-h/19062009%28017%29.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CHt-vvRDvJQ/Sj9t2CVRNsI/AAAAAAAAAe0/xflsY06JxYA/s320/19062009%28017%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350115657445881538" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">bangkia and (forgot his name @@", will put up his name soon.. swt)</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CHt-vvRDvJQ/Sj9uSkaFIiI/AAAAAAAAAe8/aLgr1C0sUxI/s1600-h/DSC08019.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CHt-vvRDvJQ/Sj9uSkaFIiI/AAAAAAAAAe8/aLgr1C0sUxI/s320/DSC08019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350116147629204002" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">Ng Yi Mei jr and bangkia</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CHt-vvRDvJQ/Sj9ujTLJxcI/AAAAAAAAAfE/DIaJJo8cNKc/s1600-h/5079_1161166903875_1068890561_483541_4661731_n.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CHt-vvRDvJQ/Sj9ujTLJxcI/AAAAAAAAAfE/DIaJJo8cNKc/s320/5079_1161166903875_1068890561_483541_4661731_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350116435060966850" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">Yik Kwong jr(he changed the most thru'out OW *touched*) and Sin Yee</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CHt-vvRDvJQ/Sj9v2IqGtmI/AAAAAAAAAfk/e_omn5uGI9M/s1600-h/5079_1161167943901_1068890561_483556_1288424_n.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CHt-vvRDvJQ/Sj9v2IqGtmI/AAAAAAAAAfk/e_omn5uGI9M/s320/5079_1161167943901_1068890561_483556_1288424_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350117858167141986" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">Kian Wei jr(1st day he came to HSK, his hair was like... David Beckham) and Sin Yee</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CHt-vvRDvJQ/Sj9vAJ9aiXI/AAAAAAAAAfM/uhbdFl9y5pc/s1600-h/DSC00601.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CHt-vvRDvJQ/Sj9vAJ9aiXI/AAAAAAAAAfM/uhbdFl9y5pc/s320/DSC00601.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350116930803632498" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">bangkia, Shin jr, Samz</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CHt-vvRDvJQ/Sj9vPwtStJI/AAAAAAAAAfU/4kErcISnyCk/s1600-h/DSC00702.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CHt-vvRDvJQ/Sj9vPwtStJI/AAAAAAAAAfU/4kErcISnyCk/s320/DSC00702.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350117198903030930" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">bangkia and shuwen jr (shuwen, this pic i steal from your blog XD)</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CHt-vvRDvJQ/Sj9wRpxrOdI/AAAAAAAAAfs/aPEHKddiiv0/s1600-h/5079_1161167303885_1068890561_483549_809297_n.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CHt-vvRDvJQ/Sj9wRpxrOdI/AAAAAAAAAfs/aPEHKddiiv0/s320/5079_1161167303885_1068890561_483549_809297_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350118330913733074" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">Lih Yann(ex-committee of MTE, currently studying nursing in Melacca) and Sin Yee</span><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CHt-vvRDvJQ/Sj1iXuHl7OI/AAAAAAAAAd8/vbYNQ949Wq0/s1600-h/DSC02085.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CHt-vvRDvJQ/Sj1iXuHl7OI/AAAAAAAAAd8/vbYNQ949Wq0/s320/DSC02085.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349540092042407138" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">Sweets........... overloaded</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>More photos to be uploaded, stay update ;)<br /><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Allow me to type in chinese.<br />心情复杂、交叉<br />感觉你们都长大了<br />学弟学妹们<br />你们要好好加油<br />把我们留下给你们的精神<br />继续传给下一代…</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-8102267838748093444?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-26952630183166555002009-06-15T01:41:00.004+08:002009-06-15T01:53:10.736+08:00傻傻的我，不知道那么做，对你是一种极大的伤害，让你伤心落泪。<br /><br />在跟你聊电话，刹那间发现，我…好像…真的好久没听见你的笑声了。是我不小心，忽略了你。让你感觉我没有注重你，让你失去了安全感…<br /><br />这次你回去读书，要等上3个礼拜才能再见，就因为这样，彼此的心，开始乱了方向。正因为太思念，往往对彼此小小的冷漠产生幻觉及不好的想象。对不起，我，让你受了伤害。<br /><br />谢谢你体谅我的不完美。<br />也谢谢你愿意开口提出了我的缺点。<br />谢谢你，让我有改过的机会。<br />也谢谢你，那么的爱我。<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">谢谢你那么努力地为我付出…</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-2695263018316655500?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-48957547072266360812009-06-03T20:23:00.004+08:002009-06-03T21:03:19.000+08:00我曾在某个电台听见一位DJ开了个话题：<br /><br />“你们觉得远距离的爱情会开花结果吗？”<br /><br />听众都纷纷发表了意见。然后，那位DJ就做了个结论。<br /><br />“其实不管你们的爱情是远距离的或近距离的，《相信》这两个字扮演着很重要的角色。有时候，远距离的恋情还会比近距离的来得好，因为在每次的相聚都会很浪漫，很珍惜。至于那些天天都能相见的情侣们，更加要懂得珍惜彼此，努力地把你们的爱情经营下去。至于那些在情路上不是很顺利的人，别因为上一段的不愉快，而永远把自己关在黑暗自我的心灵里，试着把心门打开，向世界宣言，相信有一天幸福也会降临。这样，你的人生就会充实，而快乐。<br /><br />当时我听了之后，感触万分…<br /><br /><br />我只想在这跟你说：<br /><br />我会很努力地经营我们的爱情，相信我，给我一个证明的机会…<br /><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CHt-vvRDvJQ/SiZ0MnFxRHI/AAAAAAAAAds/ZYHnCwMaTog/s1600-h/the_toast_says_it_all_by_lack_of_sanity.png"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CHt-vvRDvJQ/SiZ0MnFxRHI/AAAAAAAAAds/ZYHnCwMaTog/s320/the_toast_says_it_all_by_lack_of_sanity.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343085767922107506" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" >·I ♥ U·</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-4895754707226636081?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-41613796811636955662009-05-25T23:08:00.003+08:002009-05-26T00:00:25.372+08:00<object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-9b00bf6524742bdb" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"><param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"><param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9b00bf6524742bdb%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331610839%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D59567DD20A58D2A0D9CC6B7A2D33D33451CD8037.6A7B793A8A26A75086232472D929839689620F19%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9b00bf6524742bdb%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dr6ZvQgrdoP2TOhtbxoYe6RLn8fw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9b00bf6524742bdb%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331610839%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D59567DD20A58D2A0D9CC6B7A2D33D33451CD8037.6A7B793A8A26A75086232472D929839689620F19%26key%3Dck1&iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9b00bf6524742bdb%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dr6ZvQgrdoP2TOhtbxoYe6RLn8fw&autoplay=0&ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /></object><br /><br />还记得<br />在彩虹出现的那一天<br />我们许下了约定<br />426<br />我们赶上了往幸福海洋出发的巴士<br />一路上<br />停停走走<br />看见许多人也搭上了这辆巴士<br />有的含泪<br />有的面无表情<br />有的则春风满面的<br />而我们<br />不知不觉地靠着彼此<br />用体温让充满爱的甜梦给酝酿出来<br />一路走着<br />我们到达了幸福的目的地<br />手牵着手<br />望着对方<br />微笑了<br />往幸福世界的大门前进<br />大门旁还站着两位幸福小天使<br />祝福每一位的到来<br />也就这样<br />我们爱的旅途因此而展开了…<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-4161379681163695566?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-19064615901512398822009-05-21T22:39:00.003+08:002009-05-21T22:50:26.725+08:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"><span>1. Besides your lips, where is the favorite spot to get kissed?<br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"> cheeks of course... XD chubby enough, another soft part besides lips</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"></span><br />2. How did you feel when you woke up this morning?<br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">@@ blur blur lor~ but grateful cos she needs to wake up as early as me to wake me up... XD</span><br /><br />3. Who was the last person/people you took a photo with?<br /></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">with her of course</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"> </span><br /><br />4. Would you consider yourself spoiled?<br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">spoiled as in which aspect?? nyek nyek~</span><br /><br />5. Will you ever donate blood?<br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"> <span class="Apple-style-span">im blood sucker... not blood donator = = </span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"></span><br /><br />6. Have you ever had a best friend who was of the opposite sex?<br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"></span></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"> let me think... if nt mistaken, yeah...</span><br /></span><br />7. Do you want someone to be dead?<br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"> <span class="Apple-style-span">currently no target.</span></span><br /><br />8. What does your last text message say?<br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"> <span class="Apple-style-span">晚安 :-* kiss kiss o.O</span></span><br /><em></em><br />9. What are you thinking right now?<br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">Ms strawberry T.T</span><br /><br />10. Do you want someone to be with you right now?<span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span"> not sure... </span></span><br /><br /></span>11. What was the time you went to bed last night?<br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">12am.. </span><br /><br />12. Where did you buy the tee you are wearing now?<br /></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"> <span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span">is a gift from my parent..</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"> <br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"><br /></span>13. Is someone on your mind right now?<br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"> <span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">yea.. Ms strawberry of course XD</span><br /><br />14. Who was the last person who text you?<br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"> <span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" class="Apple-style-span"> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">Ms Strawberry </span></span><br /><br />TEN Lucky Person to do this quiz...<br /></span><span><br /></span></span></div><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-style: italic;">don't feel like tagging other people... muahaha..</span></span><br /><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"></span><br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">I've deleted the questions cos... i don't feel like tagging other people.. it's kinda lame.. = =</span><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-1906461590151239882?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-22395619550484571882009-05-20T19:27:00.002+08:002009-05-20T19:39:18.637+08:00其实一直以来，我都知道，你还是很想跳舞，只是因为你受伤的腰椎，害得你不能像以前那样在舞台的前后展现你的舞姿。好惭愧，为什么我却一点也帮不上忙…<br /><br />我能了解你的处境，因为我能想象我的双手不能再弹琴、画画的感觉，即无奈又遗憾…<br /><br />我现在还没有经济能力，赚不到钱来帮你，但我答应你，我会努力到底。我现在唯一能做的，是尽我所能让你每天快快乐乐，减轻你的压力，另一方面好好读书，将来才能有比较好的工作机会。<br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-size:85%;">希望</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-2239561955048457188?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-51937577269624831522009-05-18T20:53:00.003+08:002009-05-18T21:26:04.941+08:00那天，你告诉我在前一天的晚上，你因为和两个男生聊天，所以很迟才睡，还问我，<br />“酱子你会吃醋吗？”<br /><br />我很直接的说，<br />“我不会吃醋的，只是下次不要聊到那么夜啊，看你今天，累累了，等下痘痘会生多多的…”<br /><br />你，眨眨眼睛，给了我一个很可爱的笑容(你的招牌动作）。而我，也傻笑了，摸摸你柔柔的头发，充满爱的气氛顿时弥漫着四周…<br /><br />我猜你应该会很好奇为什么我会这样回答你吧？<br />因为介意和吃醋是有分别的。要是你问我介不介意，我肯定会说我会。你还告诉我说你的朋友的男友会吃酱子的醋。还真难相信世界上有那么小气的男生。 @@"<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">给天下小气的男生一个小忠告：</span><br />其实道理很简单，要是你的女友会问你这种问题，告诉你她和其他男生做什么事，就代表她其实很爱你，她想看看你的反应，看你是否关心她、爱她。她要的不是你吃的醋，而是一份看不到，听不到，摸不到，却只能用心来感受的安全感。就那么简单！只是身为一个男生，不应该连这种小干醋都记在心里。难道你有跟你的女性朋友聊天，她就不能和她的男性朋友聊吗？难道你想约束她一辈子，没有朋友，乏味的生活方式，和每天只会吃干醋的你相处吗？醒醒吧，小气的男生们，看开点，要是她不爱你，那样她就不会在茫茫人海中选择你啊…<br /><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">只是一些小道理<br />有意见的话<br />留言吧…</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-5193757726962483152?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-9776345233804359612009-05-14T23:56:00.003+08:002009-05-15T00:15:00.697+08:00距离<br />仅是种考验<br />在你我的感情世界里<br />反复地徘徊<br />就像恶魔一样对着我奸笑<br /><br />距离<br />仅是种享受<br />能让你我更加珍惜彼此<br />每次能相聚的我们<br />就像花草树木被灌溉一样<br /><br />距离<br />仅是种幻觉<br />看似很遥远的地方<br />相连在一起的心的中间<br />就像牵着一条透明的线<br /><br />距离<br />究竟还是距离<br />不管心怎么看待<br />事实还是事实<br />等待着两个礼拜后的相聚<br />也就这样<br />彼此都得了相思病<br />无可救药…<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-size:85%;">好久都没发作的胃痛又发作了<br />是不是相思病在作怪<br />：‘（<br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-977634523380435961?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-83854269004846467282009-05-13T23:34:00.002+08:002009-05-13T23:58:23.939+08:00今天那些junior都被训导了，看见老师和学长都不称呼，多没礼貌。只是，我还是笑笑对待他们，不想用太蛮横的方式对他们。毕竟他们也是人啊…你要让学弟学妹们尊重你，你就要先尊重他们啊…<br /><br />今天在班，唯有自习，很多老师都没进班，闷到～幸好有湄陪老蚊 XD<br />在做着数学题时，看见坐在前面的班长和副班长，在甜蜜的一起读书，时不时头靠着头，心里，莫名其妙的开始想念你。<br /><br />今天，你就要回去读书了。因为生小小蛇，所以你回来一个礼拜，养病。看见你那样，我好不好受哦…便带你去给一位阿嬷抓蛇，还照那位阿嬷的吩咐，弄了药给你搽。希望你快点好起来。<br /><br />今天，还是今天，过了今天，就是明天，而今天，就会变成昨天。心里想，像我们这些健康的人，永远不会珍惜身边的人事物，因为我们都会想，我们还有很多很多个明天，但是对于那些健康已经出了问题的人，反而会更加了解，每一天活下来的意义，虽然有时会病痛到睡不着，半夜爽爽就打扰身边的朋友，只是这一些我都能体会，因为他们只想趁这机会去好好的跟朋友相处，开开心心的过日子。祝福你，中国国宝。<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />那些看懂的人，<br />跟我一起祈祷；<br />看不懂的人，<br />也跟我祈祷；<br />至于那些看懂一半的人，<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">别问那么多</span>，<br />迟早你们会知道的，<br />不知道好过知道…</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-8385426900484646728?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-7114380347471387532009-05-10T22:30:00.004+08:002009-05-15T00:20:47.998+08:00相隔了两个礼拜，我们重逢了，虽然还是一样看看戏，吃吃东西，却还是一样的甜蜜，快乐。同时的我们，越来越了解对方了。有增无减的爱，有减无增的距离…<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CHt-vvRDvJQ/SgxEjawW_HI/AAAAAAAAAdk/a-x70Oh7ygw/s1600-h/DSC01149.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CHt-vvRDvJQ/SgxEjawW_HI/AAAAAAAAAdk/a-x70Oh7ygw/s320/DSC01149.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335715033795460210" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">-加油 <3-</span></div><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-size:85%;">写在手上的祝福是会被水和时间冲淡<br />刻在心上的祝福却已深深地储存在脑海里的某个角落…</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-711438034747138753?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-89237212734923296462009-05-04T21:54:00.008+08:002009-05-05T22:18:37.316+08:00I've enlightened my will and please myself to study hard, it's just few months away from the freaking real STPM, one of the toughest examination the world has recognized (questions' standard are high, marking scheme is like down to the well though, Malaysian maah, what can I do?? XD)<br /><br />Mid-year examination is also around the corner. 18th of May is so damn near man. I really mean it cos I've tonnes of homework and chapters that are needed for me to catch up. Gosh...<br /><br />Junior of year 2009 is coming in for registration very soon. 1 more week and my school will once again full of new and unfamiliar faces yet refreshment to the dull, boring school life. As one of MTE member, I've gotta make the Orientation Week successful with other MTE members too.<br /><br />Recently, for those who are little fans of my blog, should know that I've clicked into the world of love. Many of you would think that our love is sweet and fairy-tale-like, right? I agree with that, yet time is the key factor for all of that, I've learned to manage my time well so that my 24hours can be fully utilized between study, co-curricular activities, sleep, play, friends, family, love and myself. My timetable is now packed and tightly arranged. You're totally wrong and not understand me well enough if you think that I would think it's tiring and exhausting. Optimism made my life colourful. Sweet voice in every morning call, the encouragous supports, words in our sms, the constant co-existance of loving heart between us, the promises among ourselves and even just a simple smile are the MOTIVATION of my life, my very new way of life...<br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;">For those who planned to go for Form6, here's the link to check the list:</span><br /><a href="http://www.moe.gov.my/">www.moe.gov.my</a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Oxygen is not the main supplement for my heart to beat anymore,<br />it's you that made my life goes on.</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-8923721273492329646?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-80369666110397271592009-04-30T22:41:00.003+08:002009-04-30T22:48:30.569+08:00想念…<br />你那飘逸的发香<br />靠在我肩膀上的体温<br />柔柔的脸颊<br />魅力无穷的微笑<br />小小的手<br />会说话的小眼睛<br />温柔的声音<br />你黑带点褐色的头发<br />可爱的刘海<br />你的每一个动作<br />轻轻抚摸我的头<br /><div style="text-align: right;"><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">真的很想念</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">*叹气*</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-8036966611039727159?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-67162523904156989922009-04-29T20:17:00.007+08:002009-04-29T21:12:53.184+08:00每当我想你时，我都会看着你吐舌头的照照，不禁傻笑着。<br /><br />每当我想你时，我都会闭上眼睛，回忆着我们的点点滴滴，甜甜的，我笑了。<br /><br />每当我想你时，在简讯里，我都会告诉你。<br /><br />每当我想你时，深夜里，我都会日有所思，夜有所梦。<br /><br />每当我想你时，别人怎么叫我，我都会听不到的，脑袋放空。<br /><br />每当我想你时，我的眼都是没神的，呆呆的。<br /><br />每当我想你时，有时後，在班上，我会躺在桌上，慢慢的眼眶湿了。<br /><br />******<br /><br />我们牵着手一起走的第一步…<br />感觉很开心，<br />因为相隔了一段日子的我们，<br />终于能再次见到对方，<br />看见彼此那幸福的笑容。<br /><br />我们牵着手一起走的第二步…<br />感觉很幸福，<br />因为此时此刻的我们，<br />就是如此的甜蜜。<br /><br />我们牵着手走着的第三步…<br />感觉很温暖，<br />因为走在冷冰冰的空气里，<br />彼此都用体温来为对方冷冷的手掌心取暖。<br /><br />我们牵着手走着的第四步…<br />感觉很感动，<br />因为能够享受每分每秒的幸福，<br />尽所能的珍惜所发生的一切。<br /><br />我们牵着手走着走着…<br />不知不觉已经走了上千步…<br /><br />却在我们牵着手即将踏出的最后一步…<br />感觉很舍不得，<br />因为不知道何时才能再相聚，<br />我们俩顿时沉默了。<br /><br />我们牵着手一起走的最后一步…<br />停下了脚步，<br />含泪感动的微笑了，<br />感激彼此那么努力的保持这一段感情，<br />虽然这次相聚时间结束了，<br />却意味着下次相聚机会的到来。<br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />You are indeed my everyday,<br />my everything...<br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-6716252390415698992?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-71812611179166047812009-04-28T19:38:00.005+08:002009-04-29T22:18:04.434+08:00“当你跟她一起出去逛街时，会不会总是有人一直瞄你们至少一眼啊？” 我有点吞吞吐吐地。<br /><br />“会啊！因为她很美啊！” 他毫不犹豫地回答了我的问题。<br /><br />“哦~” 我自然而然地回应了他。<br /><br />“怎么突然那样问啊？” 他很好奇地问我。<br /><br />“其实没什么啦…只是我感到很奇怪，每次当我跟她走在一起，手牵着手时，旁边的路人总是会看我们一眼，那样让我感到有点不自在罢了……”<br /><br />“哦…我每次都会发现有人看她啊，她…真的很美啊…所以有人看她也不出奇啊…” 他对着我微笑地回答。<br /><br />我看着副充满自信、替他女友感到骄傲、永远那么乐观的样子，仿佛解开了心底的疑惑，让本来有点闷闷不乐的心情顿时出现了一道七彩的霓桥。<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CHt-vvRDvJQ/SfbxWKGbRHI/AAAAAAAAAc8/sHRFckN5txo/s1600-h/Rainbow_by_ookami_kouu.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CHt-vvRDvJQ/SfbxWKGbRHI/AAAAAAAAAc8/sHRFckN5txo/s320/Rainbow_by_ookami_kouu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329712572010284146" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />我一直都以为看着自己爱的人离开<br />是一件痛苦的事情<br />却发现原来我错了<br />其实要离开自己爱的人到一个远远的地方去<br />让自己的爱人伤心<br />那才是一种无法形容的痛与折磨<br />这是我从她的眼泪中领悟到的…</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-7181261117916604781?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-78952380151655646162009-04-26T22:33:00.007+08:002009-04-29T22:20:11.971+08:00在送你回家的时候，你的食指一直在我掌心轻轻的敲，blur blur的我很迟钝。还以为你要做什么，结果当我看着你时，你在我手上写了i love u，<span style="font-family:webdings;">我顿时有种想哭的感觉，幸好我还强忍得住眼泪。</span>我也在你手掌心写了i love u 2<span style="font-family:webdings;">。</span><span style="font-family:webdings;">之后，我们用很幸福的眼神看着对方，却也很无奈的微笑了，毕竟时间打败了我们。<br /><br /><br /><br /> <div style="text-align: right;font-family:webdings;"><span style="font-size:85%;">眼眶有点湿，视线也有点模糊<br />4月26日 ，你与我的世界相连在一起了…<br />谢谢你，放心把你的心交给我<br />我会用我的生命来保管、疼爱、无时无刻捧在手心<br />用我的体温来让你的心取暖 =）<br /></span></div></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-7895238015165564616?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-68705518118269506532009-04-26T18:08:00.006+08:002009-04-27T19:46:35.972+08:00It's rather a relieve to see you have a nice rest after a day of outing with me. I knew it's tiring for you to rush up and down from Cheras to Klang just to meet with me, weekly. The air-con is turned on, cold breeze fills the room. Being together, sharing thoughts, laughter and even your problems. The unique scent you brought to me, the cuteness of your act, the time when we hold hands, all of these made me to be the most "bahagia" guy on earth, believe it! I will cherish every moment that we had together as in the month of May, the chances of meeting each other would presents a loom in numbers. I hate to even think about it but the time will come, eventually. I am blogging this when you are sleeping on my bed, comfortably. =)<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Do not envy me,<br />as it would eventually cause you to be emotionally imbalanced.<br />Search and trust in your fate.<br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-6870551811826950653?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3750051570154477086.post-69083326794734692302009-04-24T01:06:00.003+08:002009-04-24T01:17:25.775+08:00今晚的我睡不着<br />不知道是因为下午睡过头了<br />还是担心你<br />你说很害怕独自一个人在黑暗里<br />会因此睡不好<br />我好想马上飞去找你<br />陪你<br />哄你入睡<br />就算我会累<br />只要你睡得好<br />什么都无所谓<br />我知道我不能 24-7 陪在你身边照顾你<br />只能透过电话<br />问候你<br />安抚你… =/<br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-size:85%;">当你真心地爱一个人<br />你就会真心地为他（她）付出<br />切记<br />爱情不是游戏<br />就算在你人生所遇到的都不是好人<br />别气馁<br />相信爱情的纯、真、洁<br />爱情总会找上门的<br />至于那些已有情人的人<br />惜护、爱护、守护<br />你手上捧着热哄哄的爱情<br />祝福你们～</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3750051570154477086-6908332679473469230?l=bangkia.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>bangkia™http://www.blogger.com/profile/14303680451745731111noreply@blogger.com0