tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56000930456307535812012-02-11T20:45:54.851+08:00jiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08072520067259806414noreply@blogger.comBlogger641100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600093045630753581.post-49731424199152873482012-02-11T20:45:00.000+08:002012-02-11T20:45:54.991+08:00昨天，到学校的时候，已经7点了<br />以为老公仔在lab了，所以就走进去学校<br />然后，老公仔打电话来，问我在哪里，他在车<br />然后我又快快去车哪里找他<br />在车里，老公仔没有理我，躺了一下，老公仔说要下车了<br />他就直接自己过马路，没有牵我过。有点介意。<br />然后我就自己过马路，自己一个人走到lab，没有等他<br />我们一前一后，没有说话<br />到了那里，还是没有说话，我就进去电脑室写我的report<br />然后老公仔进来下，跟我拿report看下就还给我<br />我看着他，摸着他的大腿，他却不理我，我就不摸了，fb去<br />他就出去了，很不爽的<br /><br /><br />在lab里面，我们没有说话，没有跟他同一组<br />可是还是跟他一起抄report<br />那个时候，我们有说下话<br />我问老公仔要不要去吃，他就好像不要理我这样，可是我们还是一起去吃了<br /><br />老公仔说要去拔牙线，问我要不要陪他去<br />可是看她好像又觉得载我去很麻烦，因为等下还要载我回<br />跟车又担心没有位子，又怕我有意外<br />然后我们就在车里，讲了下<br />老公仔的一句&nbsp;&nbsp; <span style="color: #76a5af;">算啦，你回家啦</span><br />让我生气的下车了<br />他也把车开走了<br /><span style="color: black;">那个时候，真得差点就哭了出来</span><br /><br />在很生气的情况下，我转了两封信息给老公仔<br /><span style="background-color: white; color: #e06666;">也许是我的错，可是我不会原谅你的！</span><br /><span style="color: #e06666;">你就越驾越远！！</span><br />过了5分钟这样，老公仔打来了<br />他回来载我<br />有点开心的，虽然说气氛很不好<br /><br />在车上，我们都没有说话<br />静静的<br />要到牙医哪里的时候，我们才开始讲一点点<br />过后，当老公仔知道我早上让他一个人走是因为他没有牵我过马路的时候，她笑了，直骂我笨蛋<br />牙医那里关了，都还没有到吃饭时间<br />然后我就去老公仔的家了<br /><br /><br />老公仔的妹妹在家<br />他的人还蛮不错的<br />我到老公仔的房间，躺在老公仔的床上，看着他在玩电脑<br />拿老公仔的一件短裤来穿<br />在老公仔去冲凉的时候，我睡着了<br />看着他和妹妹的感情其实也蛮不错的<br />然后，老公仔跟我一起挤一个床<br />陪我一起睡觉<br />过后，老公仔的妹妹下去吃饭了<br />老公仔把门给锁了，然后就一起在房间<br /><br /><br />过了一下子，老公仔的弟弟回来了<br />然后我们就准备出去了<br /><span style="color: black;">到牙医那里，陪老公仔一起进去</span><br />原来老公很怕痛的<br />很可爱下<br />哈哈<br />拔了牙线，老公在就载我回学校了<br /><br /><br /><span style="color: #ffd966;">其实想谢谢老公仔回来载我</span><br /><span style="color: #ffd966;">要不然，我应该会真的很生气</span><br /><span style="color: #ffd966;">然后真的不理他了</span><br /><span style="color: #ffd966;">虽然说我生气得想说分手，可是还是忍了下来</span><br /><span style="color: #ffd966;">因为，分手一旦从我口中说出</span><br /><span style="color: #ffd966;">不管难过还是不难过</span><br /><span style="color: #ffd966;">我都不会换回</span><br /><span style="color: #ffd966;">也会让自己不后悔</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600093045630753581-4973142419915287348?l=memoriesoflastspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08072520067259806414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600093045630753581.post-70856820505308161192012-02-09T22:16:00.000+08:002012-02-09T22:16:11.145+08:00这两天都跟老公仔和平相处(拍拍手)<br />老公仔最近都在叫着老婆仔<br />听了我都在暗爽<br />这两天，没有特意去打扮，可是老公仔说为什么我最近都穿得那么性感<br />给老公仔这样称赞，开心到。。。。<br />老公仔说，<br /><span style="color: #6fa8dc;">我的女人只有我可以看，别人不可以看。别的女人是因为她的男朋友没有保护它所以给别人看，你有我，所以不可以给别人看。</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: #444444;">昨天在车上，老公仔坏坏</span><br /><span style="color: #444444;">一直弄我，大坏蛋</span><br /><span style="color: #444444;">虽然车上很热，可是感觉还蛮不错的说</span><br /><span style="color: #444444;">喜欢老公仔抱抱和摸摸，很舒服，想睡觉的那种</span><br /><span style="color: #444444;">如果老公仔天天这样该多好</span><br /><br /><span style="color: #444444;">喜欢我们不吵架，然后好好在一起的日子</span><br /><span style="color: #444444;">去看了师父，师父说，今年不会分手</span><br /><span style="color: #444444;">其实，我问个安心而已</span><br /><span style="color: #444444;">并没有真的很相信这些东西</span><br /><span style="color: #444444;">至少让我自己觉得我跟老公仔是会长久的</span><br /><span style="color: #444444;">如果可以的话，希望老公仔的话会实现</span><br /><span style="color: #444444;">老公仔喜欢说</span><br /><span style="color: #6fa8dc;">我要把你娶回家当老婆，好不好啊？老婆仔</span><br /><br />感觉真温馨&lt;3<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600093045630753581-7085682050530816119?l=memoriesoflastspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08072520067259806414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600093045630753581.post-83508272107212483892012-02-07T06:55:00.000+08:002012-02-07T06:55:45.266+08:00昨天，没有告诉宝贝要去找他，然后就去找他了<br />他显得有点不高兴<br />可是我只想给她一个惊喜<br />我们到了jj，要找位子的时候，宝贝撞到人家的车了，<br />其实那一幕，是在我一起来看到的，<br />本来想私底下解决，可是不值得，所以决定去备案<br />在警察局花了很多时间，宝贝和我都还没有吃<br /><br />去了宝贝家上厕所<br />坏蛋的宝贝跟我争厕所<br />然后我跑去宝贝的床翻来翻去，想留下我的味道。<br /><br />到了巴生<br />去了车行<br />车要做也要等明天才能拿车<br />所以就跑掉了<br />我们去吃了西餐<br />然后一起去i-city<br />里面还蛮不错的<br />想跟宝贝一起做摩天轮，但是等到要到我们的时候，摩天轮处状况了<br />等了近45分钟了，可是也好过发生什么事情<br />我们也拍了几张照片<br />宝贝第一次那么主动拍照片，不错不错<br /><br />回到家了，免不了给妈妈骂<br />没关系，就当着没听到就好<br />不想告诉他们真相<br />不想他们对宝贝印象不好<br />所以，就让他们说是我的错<br />也只好静静的<br /><br /><span style="color: #e06666;">老公仔，这个名字听好听的</span><br /><span style="color: #e06666;">以后就叫宝贝老公仔</span><br /><br /><span style="color: #e06666;">我爱你哦，老公仔&lt;3</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600093045630753581-8350827210721248389?l=memoriesoflastspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08072520067259806414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600093045630753581.post-27938794910778604072012-02-03T16:57:00.000+08:002012-02-03T16:57:21.527+08:00今天我们又吵架了<br />在车上的时候，我知道宝贝很生气的，可是我看着她的时候，却又忍不住想笑出来<br />所以看着别的地方，因为当宝贝在骂的时候，我在笑很奇怪<br />我知道我的脾气真的真的很坏<br />我真的有努力控制的<br />真的真的<br /><br /><br /><br />我知道当你哄久了会累<br />会顶不顺我的无理取闹<br />可是我真的不是故意的<br />我想好好跟你在一起<br /><br /><br />我会害怕你离开<br />会担心你不要我<br />我真的会改<br />真的努力在改<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600093045630753581-2793879491077860407?l=memoriesoflastspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08072520067259806414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600093045630753581.post-21553835931975529302012-02-02T18:43:00.000+08:002012-02-02T18:43:54.150+08:00今天放学的时候，宝贝载了我一起去打油，然后我们还一起去充轮胎气<br />时间是下午3.23<br />第一次耶<br />第一次帮宝贝打油，第一次看宝贝充气<br />在车上的时候，没什么话，但感觉很好。<br />红灯的时候，亲了宝贝的脸颊，也吻了宝贝。<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600093045630753581-2155383593197552930?l=memoriesoflastspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08072520067259806414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600093045630753581.post-14254832242830746422012-02-01T19:11:00.000+08:002012-02-01T19:11:00.229+08:00开学了，恢复了以前可以天天看到宝贝的日子了<br />开学的第一和第二天，我们还是吵架了，虽然忘记了是为什么吵架，但每次都是为了一点点的小事<br />其实我看得出，也感觉到，宝贝对我真的很用心，当然，我也是<br />只是有时候，就是控制不了脾气<br />星期一的时候，我陪宝贝一起去书局买书<br />跟宝贝打赌赢了，宝贝说给我一个要求<br />我只要求宝贝<br /><span style="color: #ea9999;">好好对我，不要变心</span><br />/**/<br /><br />今天，我没有跟宝贝吵架哦<br />而却我们还很甜呢<br />我喜欢抱着宝贝，喜欢躺在宝贝的脚，喜欢闻宝贝的味道<br />我喜欢宝贝摸摸，很舒服<br /><br />也许宝贝不知道我很喜欢粘他，喜欢什么都跟她一起，喜欢他注意我，喜欢他一直问我东西，喜欢他哄我，喜欢他疼我，喜欢他的味道，喜欢他在我面前扮可爱，喜欢他善意欺负我。我喜欢宝贝的很多很多事情，也有些事是我不喜欢的。<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600093045630753581-1425483224283074642?l=memoriesoflastspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08072520067259806414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600093045630753581.post-76701938330781419362012-01-29T20:05:00.000+08:002012-01-29T20:05:10.987+08:00前两天，我对宝贝都处于冷漠地带<br />其实我真的不知道我要什么<br />不是说不喜欢她跟朋友出去<br />只是，我觉得我没有存在感<br />昨天的对话<br />宝贝有点生气的问我<br /><span style="color: blue;">你到底要什么？要跟我分手是吗？为什么要这样对我？</span><br /><span style="background-color: white; color: magenta;">没有，如果我要分手我直接讲就好了。</span><br /><span style="color: blue;">那你要什么？</span><br /><span style="color: magenta;">我没有安全感</span><br /><span style="color: blue;">你要我怎么样才能有安全感</span><br /><span style="color: magenta;">我不知道，可是我觉得你时常跟朋友出去让我觉得我很没有存在感。我不是要这样对你的，我只是想让你知道，我存在的，我想你注意我</span><br /><span style="color: blue;">.......你真的是pattern多多</span><br />我们的对话开始有了笑声，不再冷冷了<br /><br />昨天出去了一整天，好累，在denice的家迷蒙睡了下<br />出去也很累，可是我又不喜欢等待的感觉<br />所以当我知道宝贝要出去的话，有人约我，我就出去了<br /><br /><br /><span style="color: orange;">亲爱的，也许你真的觉得你管不着我，因为你每次告诉我不可以的事情，我还是一样的去做，可是，当你说这个那个不可以，我真的有听的。如果你可以把你的关心全部都展现出来，那该多好，可能我就不需要那么费心思想去探索你的想法。</span><br /><span style="color: orange;">虽然有时候我生气，我无奈得想放弃，可是我知道，要是放弃了，我就真的失去一个那么好的你。</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600093045630753581-7670193833078141936?l=memoriesoflastspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08072520067259806414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600093045630753581.post-12190227368488104212012-01-27T17:13:00.001+08:002012-02-02T18:52:57.012+08:00今天，我开了你的户口，看到你跟xy的聊天记录<br />你说你跟朋友去喝茶，10点多到12点多才到家<br />早上你信息我的时候，我问你昨天几点睡觉，你说，‘做完家务，不记得几点’<br />为什么你要选择骗我？<br />你不是说你不舒服，吃药要睡觉了吗？<br />你不是说你每次出去都很早告诉我吗？<br />为什么这一次，你却欺骗我？<br />知道吗<br />我看到你的回信的时候，整个心碎了<br />差一点眼泪就要留了下来<br />如果你告诉我事实，也许我可能会生气一下子，但是过后就会没事了<br />可是，你没有。<br /><br />你说，你不会像别人一样，做第一个祝我生日快乐，你会做最后一个<br />但是，在我生日还没有过的那几分钟，你却在跟朋友嘻嘻哈哈的过。<br />心开始慢慢的碎了<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600093045630753581-1219022736848810421?l=memoriesoflastspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08072520067259806414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600093045630753581.post-48052120698365324022012-01-26T22:15:00.000+08:002012-01-26T22:15:02.248+08:00今天，宝贝来找我了<br />他大概一点这样到我家<br />然后我就从店里回家<br />宝贝就问我为什么不找点回家冲凉<br />我就静静的傻笑着<br />冲凉出来后，我们玩了下，就出去了<br />穿了宝贝送我的裙子，一双黑色高跟，本来还有丝袜的，可是好像不适合这样就脱掉了<br />我们又去bbq plaza吃，这一次我把饭都吃完了，因为我真的很喜欢吃炒饭<br />我们一起排队买戏票，看&lt;喜上加囍&gt;，很多人很多人，等到我的脚好酸<br /><br />在看戏的时候，我抱着宝贝，好喜欢这种感觉<br />看完戏的时候，看到妈妈的未接电话<br />打回给他，妈妈说回家吃饭，他定了菜<br />整个人突然丧气，变得好静<br />宝贝说他还没有心理准备，而却场面会很尴尬，他不想<br />我真的好像跟宝贝一起很久很久<br />一路上，其实我又偷偷的掉眼泪，但宝贝没有很注意<br /><br /><br />到家了，我要宝贝把车放到旁边<br />然后我整个人抱着宝贝，眼泪开始不听话的留了下来<br />我没有想过哭的，但那感觉就很委屈般<br />妈妈又打给我了，听到电话响了，我整个人哭得更大声了<br />宝贝抱着我，抚摸着我，安慰着我<br />宝贝问我到底为什么哭<br />我只是担心，我下一次的生日不是由他陪我度过<br />我想宝贝陪我多点，我担心我们的时间不够<br /><br /><br /><span style="background-color: #b6d7a8;">宝贝，我不想再放心思在别人身上</span><br /><span style="background-color: #b6d7a8;">我只想好好跟你一起过</span><br /><span style="background-color: #b6d7a8;">我想就这样一直牵着你的手到老</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600093045630753581-4805212069836532402?l=memoriesoflastspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08072520067259806414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600093045630753581.post-57235381565669215282012-01-25T23:28:00.001+08:002012-01-25T23:35:35.504+08:00本来是打算陪宝贝到晚上的<br />哪里知道妈妈突然说要去阿姨家吃饭<br />结果只好提早回家<br />去宝贝家的时候，真的好危险<br />快速扫corner，电话来了，在接的时候，撞到路阶，结果车整个不受控制的旋转<br />我连喊的时间都没有了，还真的很佩服我自己的冷静<br />车停下来的时候，我看到一辆好长的货车就在我对面，车可以说是180度转<br />如果我当时没有控制sterring,我觉得我现在应该在急救室了<br />可能生日和忌日在同一天<br />突然真的觉得其实生命真的很脆弱的<br />我要好好珍惜生命，我还有很多事情还没有做<br /><br />宝贝骂了我很久<br />我知道他担心我，但其实我希望，他看到我时，可以给我一个拥抱<br />去见宝贝的妈妈，好紧张<br />见到的时候，完全忘了要说些什么，因为其实我已经想好了<br />不知道宝贝的妈妈对我有什么印象呢<br /><br />跟宝贝的一班朋友唱k去<br />宝贝唱了很多首，原来跟男朋友一起去唱k是这个感觉的<br />宝贝当众和我接吻，有点害羞呢<br /><br />回家的时候，宝贝还是一样骂了我，要我要小心驾车<br />其实我真的知道了，我会怕的啊<br /><br />我又不乖了，去开宝贝的户口，可是他换密码了<br />而我<br />真的决定不去问他了 :-)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600093045630753581-5723538156566921528?l=memoriesoflastspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08072520067259806414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600093045630753581.post-40473080169423183352012-01-22T17:26:00.000+08:002012-01-22T17:26:38.974+08:00前几天，晚上睡不着觉，拿起电话，给宝贝打了一个这样的信息。<br /><br /><br /><br />宝贝，希望我的信息不会把你吵醒。<br />我们在一起也已经半年了，过程中，我们时常吵架。我知道我的脾气不好，知道你真的很迁就我，知道你也在改变。你做的，我都心里有数。也许太容易相信别人，所以思绪时常被打乱，变得多虑。<br />你总是说我想太多，消极，不是的。我担心的，你不知道，我也说不出来。我不完美，也不像其他女生对男朋友娇滴滴。之前，我真的对自己很有自信的，可是看看你周围，觉得自己就那么平凡。<br />我对你的依赖度，证明了我的信任度。我一直相信你会一直在我身边，不会离开的。<br />有时候，我们闹得很不愉快时，我会有想放开的想法，想着你跟我在一起是不是很不开心，是不是很累。<br />你心疼，我也很心疼。也许我真的表现的不在乎，可是不是的。我真的把你摆在第一位。<br />我真的会想我们以后一起生活的日子。我真的打算这个学期不要跟你吵架，想跟你好好一起过，可是，败给了脾气。<br />我知道你知道我很爱你，可是性格不是说要变就能马上改变的。<br />其实我有很多想法的，可是打着打着，想想下，泪流了，却怎么也说不出我的想法。<br />只想说<br /><span style="color: #ea9999;"><strong>你是我要争取的幸福，而且我一定成功！我爱你&lt;3</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600093045630753581-4047308016942318335?l=memoriesoflastspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08072520067259806414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600093045630753581.post-42867408033993226072012-01-20T00:16:00.000+08:002012-01-20T00:16:06.367+08:00你竟然跟朋友说我逼你换照片？<br />其实你到底有没有想过我的感受的？<br />可不可以不要每次都拿我当借口？<br />可不可以不要破坏我的形象？<br />你说你们每次出去都只是四个男生<br />说如果有女生，你害羞，唱不出来<br />那我就看看那天你到底唱不唱得出来<br />可不可以不要再把我当小孩子一样的欺骗？<br />瞒过了一次，两次，三次<br />就真的以为我就一直这样保持沉默吗？<br />跟我吵架，所以就特地问朋友明天要不要去看戏，<br />如果你真的那么喜欢跟朋友，你放心，我会让你跟你朋友有很多很多的相处时间<br />我说过了，不要让我每一次很相信你的时候，就让我一次次的失去我的信任<br />我个性虽然像小孩子一样，容易欺骗，容易哄，<br />可是小孩子每次被骗以后，他就会学聪明了。<br /><br />不是我不聪明，只是我选者沉默<br />不要再得寸进尺了<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600093045630753581-4286740803399322607?l=memoriesoflastspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08072520067259806414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600093045630753581.post-61563487574988493952012-01-19T19:34:00.000+08:002012-01-19T19:34:51.079+08:00昨天早上，没有上课，所以宝贝来找我了<br />我做了spaggetti给宝贝<br />第一次下厨，成果还不错的哦，虽然被烫到<br />给宝贝看了我写的其中一个文章（关于密码的）<br />然后宝贝就到厨房跟我撒娇，因为他还是看到我还是不是很高兴<br />其实我真的很喜欢宝贝跟我撒娇，因为那时候的他，很可爱<br />煮好了，可是宝贝说等下再吃，所以就先放着<br />我们就到房间躺下，我喜欢给宝贝抱着的感觉<br />然后我们去冲凉，当我从冲凉房出来的时候，<br />宝贝站在厕所前面，问我<br /><strong><span style="color: #d5a6bd;">‘嫁给我，好不好?’</span></strong><br /><span style="color: black;">我就有点傻傻了，有人这样求婚的吗？</span><br />点点头，‘好’<br /><br />我们到jj看戏，看‘大魔术师’<br />还蛮不错的说<br />在泊车的时候，宝贝说<br /><strong><span style="background-color: white; color: #ea9999;">不管怎么样，我都会娶你的</span></strong><br /><span style="background-color: white; color: #ea9999;"><span style="color: black;">看着宝贝，好感动</span></span><br /><span style="background-color: white; color: #ea9999;"><span style="color: black;">我希望宝贝对我说的，会实现</span></span><br /><span style="background-color: white; color: #ea9999;"><span style="color: black;">&lt;3</span><span style="color: #ea9999;"></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600093045630753581-6156348757498849395?l=memoriesoflastspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08072520067259806414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600093045630753581.post-26633096712636852722012-01-19T11:23:00.001+08:002012-01-19T11:37:37.171+08:00actually i don't even know what is the point we are fighting for..<br />i walked away<br />its just simply means that i don't want to continue the conversation, <br />or should i say, i just wanna to stop our fight.<br />in your mind, u'll only tell yourself that<br />"see, she is angry again. she just walk away like tat"<br /><br />maybe i do angry that time, i walked away just to calm myself down...<br />every time i walked away, i don't feel good.<br />maybe 'walk away' this action doesn't make u feel comfortable, but its my way to stop d fight.<br />i can't just like other girls, who can directly say softly to their bf...<br /><br />u'll always say i'm bad temper, i ignore your words..<br />i do change...<br />but u'll never satisfied...<br />i'm not a perfect girl<br />i'm just being myself, but in your mind, i'm stubborn.<br /><br />since quite early, we knew our personalities are totally different..<br />u say u tolerant with me every time...<br />even its my fault<br />i noe u'll tired of this...<br />so, stop it..<br />just let the time to prove our destiny...<br />maybe d result is not what i want,<br />but forcing someone doesn't help at all..<br /><br />i don't really believe&nbsp;in destiny<br />i keep my trust tat when we love someone, we need to put our effort.<br />but, when we try and we still can't really make it, maybe we should just believe in destiny<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: #ffe599;">IF SOMEONE IS MEANT TO BE YOURS,</span><br /><span style="color: #ffe599;">HE WILL BE YOURS...</span><br /><span style="color: #ffe599;">ELSE, JUST LET HIM GO.......</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600093045630753581-2663309671263685272?l=memoriesoflastspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08072520067259806414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600093045630753581.post-83627293219564446782012-01-17T20:49:00.001+08:002012-01-17T21:12:55.111+08:00今天听到宝贝说她朋友失恋了，本来没有什么注意的，可是看看下宝贝的主页，看到他的朋友的，就想进下宝贝的账号，看看他的朋友写了些什么<br />打进密码。密码换了，打了很多的密码，可是还是猜不到，放弃了<br />直接信息问宝贝<br />也许他是对的。<br />有时候看了他的东西，我又会生闷气，倒不如不看<br />虽然他有想告诉我的意愿，可是还是算了吧<br />其实我在意的是什么？<br />他并不知道<br />只因为，他的密码，写着爱我，让我每次打密码的时候都很自豪<br />可是，我试了很多相关的密码，还是进不到<br /><br />他可能会一直以为我想看她的东西，看不到，才生闷气吧？<br />其实，只因为，我希望他的密码都关于我而已<br />他应该怎么也不会知道吧<br />私隐，没有错，应该保留，可是，如果存在着秘密，就不一样意识了<br />算了吧。<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600093045630753581-8362729321956444678?l=memoriesoflastspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08072520067259806414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600093045630753581.post-84992646790123235862012-01-17T17:02:00.001+08:002012-01-17T17:04:20.614+08:00今天，本来很高兴的以为放学了会跟宝贝一起去看戏的，然后再去教补习<br />可是他已经忘记了，说明天再看<br />有点很郁闷，算了吧我想<br />反正我也该适应下，不再那么粘他的日子了<br />可是宝贝看我好像不开心那样<br />就陪了我去复印，然后我们也去tropicana city，可是不是去看戏，而是去买spaggetti的材料<br />复印过后，我不是很确定去tropicana city的路，犹豫了一下下<br />结果宝贝以为我没有听到他问我怎么去，对我说话就大声了。<br />我有点傻了，其实如果真的走错，有关系吗？就当兜风好了阿<br />一路上，我们都没有说话，我也不知道宝贝到底不爽什么，然后我就假装睡着了<br />到了那里，其实我一时忘了要买什么东西<br />然后，宝贝也是用很不爽的语气问我<br />‘你知道你要买什么的吗？’<br />我用很无辜的眼神看着他<br />结果，宝贝只说了一句‘笨蛋’<br />然后我们两个就笑了<br />原来他也不知道为什么刚才他那么不爽<br />真是傻傻的<br /><br />买了材料，然后宝贝说想买headphone，然后我们就去看了<br />然后我就给宝贝买了一个灰色的headphone。<br />在车上，宝贝说<br />‘你等我啦，我读完了就去找你。如果人家跟我拿号码，我给他facebook就好，不会给他们号码的’<br />希望宝贝他真的会做到，但更希望，他可以连facebook都不要给<br />我很自私，没法，因为他是我的。<br />过后就回学校了，也回家了<br /><br />明天宝贝会来找我，第一次下厨，怕失败。。。。。。。<br />可是我相信我那么厉害，一定没问题的拉！<br />哈哈哈<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600093045630753581-8499264679012323586?l=memoriesoflastspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08072520067259806414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600093045630753581.post-58300443488270136692012-01-16T20:10:00.003+08:002012-01-19T11:40:52.148+08:00你看吧<br />我的信任每一次就是这样毁于一旦<br />在我心里，我很庆幸你不像某人一样<br />跟很多女生有瓜葛<br />可是，今天，从某人口中知道，原来，你还蛮喜欢作弄小妹妹的<br />知道吗？<br />我的心情完全直接跌到谷底<br />你一直告诉我说我时常让你吃醋<br />所以我改，在你面前背后都没有跟别人有太多的接触<br />而你，对，在我面前没有和别人接触，背后呢？<br />今天，你朋友在跟你谈天的时候，动了你胸口，我假装看不到，就真的看不到吗？<br />你，不要再让我喜欢失去信心和信任了<br />要不然，我会忍心割爱<br />你说，你离开了我, 会很伤心，现在的我，还应该相信吗？<br />还是，没有了我，你可以不用顾虑的去做你喜欢的东西，活得更开心？<br />你说我每天都让你心淡<br />为何心淡？<br />至少我从不在你面前伪装<br />我就是我<br />我没有故意要惹你生气，更没有故意要让你吃醋<br />在你面前背后，我仍然是同一个人<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600093045630753581-5830044348827013669?l=memoriesoflastspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08072520067259806414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600093045630753581.post-91998552570689367952012-01-13T22:20:00.000+08:002012-01-13T22:20:19.204+08:00今天，宝贝跟朋友去了金和购物<br />我有点很好奇<br />为什么他可以跟朋友一起的时候就忘了我？<br />他总是说我很重要，可是为什么会这样？<br />今天的心情就像刚刚的大雨<br />从毛毛雨，慢慢的越下越大<br />我想想我宝贝倾诉<br />告诉他我不开心<br />可是想想下，还是算了吧<br />是时候自己处理好自己的情绪<br /><br />今天看了一本书<br />它说，要学会爱自己先<br />真爱不是天天粘在一起<br />而是彼此有彼此的自由做自己的事情<br />一段的恋情的保鲜期不会超过两年<br />过了两年就是煎熬<br />情侣之间必须学会尊重，包容彼此<br />只是这些，很多人都知道，但有几个是真正做到的？<br /><br />真的突然觉得这里是我发泄的地方<br />因为，可以说是没有人回来看的<br />而且，写出来，我的心情会比较好，又不会得罪别人<br />不是很好吗？<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600093045630753581-9199855257068936795?l=memoriesoflastspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08072520067259806414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600093045630753581.post-23237880417326594312012-01-13T22:08:00.001+08:002012-01-13T22:10:07.051+08:00其实我真的不明白你为什么要那么在意我的朋友<br />我知道谁好谁不好，我自有分寸<br />我跟他们没有距离？我靠上去？<br />难道你觉得跟人家对谈要隔着一个桌子还是几公尺？<br />我有我自己的主见，我静静不代表你都对<br />我只是不想跟你起争执，我尊重你<br />如果你觉得你把钱都浪费在我的身上，那请你，现在就不要再浪费了。<br />你不需要一直拿我的学业来打压我<br />告诉你，我也是可以靠我自己去读的<br />我有我自己的风格<br />请你不要以你的标准来塑造我<br />我是你的女儿，不是你的模型<br />我知道什么可以做什么不可以做<br />我知道你的担忧<br />可是，请你不要尝试改变我<br />因为，我不喜欢改变，正确来说应该是，我不喜欢被逼着做自己不喜欢的事情。<br />我其实可以很反抗，我甚至可以直接离开<br />现今的社会，要找工作过活，真的没有你想象的那么难，只要你敢，不怕没有钱<br /><br />对了，你以前常会告诉我，不要拿别人的家境来比较<br />可是为什么你却一直拿别家的孩子来跟我比较？<br />不要一直跟我说高尚，我知道高尚是什么意识<br />而且高尚跟我交的朋友是没有关系的<br />虽然他们常说，了解一个人，看他周围的朋友就好<br />可是我有很多种类的朋友，难道说我有精生分裂<br />不是所有的东西都要像你想的那样进行<br />不要把你的标准都放到别人的身上<br />谢谢<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600093045630753581-2323788041732659431?l=memoriesoflastspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08072520067259806414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600093045630753581.post-59873869496541563132012-01-12T18:54:00.002+08:002012-01-16T21:02:27.613+08:00昨天宝贝来找我<br />好开心&lt;3<br />我8点出打给宝贝<br />第一通，没有接，第二通，宝贝接电话了。<br />可是他还在家耶，然后我就挂电话了。<br />刷了牙，晒衣服，吃麦片，然后就在客厅上网，开了一首蛮伤感的歌 《脏兮兮》<br />一直看着时间，怎么宝贝还没有来？<br />等啊等啊~~~<br />电话响了！宝贝来了&gt;&lt;<br />（可是我还没有冲凉换衣服，哈哈）<br />然后他就说：你为什么还没有好？我不是说我大概八点多出门，做么你不要准备好？<br />我都没有理会他，扮可怜然后就进去屋子了<br />冲凉去，宝贝就在我的床上躺着<br />然后，我进房的时候，他叫我过来，我就走小小步，然后他说，床上啦，我就慢慢走去床上<br />宝贝抱着我，可是我有点抗拒，因为之前的心情还是有一点点的不安<br />然后他就告诉我说<br />“我想跟你一起快快乐乐，幸福的一起到老，不想跟你分开”<br />好感动的~<br />我把宝贝抱紧紧，亲了亲宝贝<br />我们去JJ，买了两场戏的戏票(darkest hour, sherlock holmes)<br />本来想看alvin，可是时间不允许:-(<br />看戏冷冷，抱着宝贝好舒服<br />对了，我还穿了超短裙和高跟鞋<br />结果脚损了，看了宝贝都心疼<br />宝贝还说以后不可以穿那么短了<br />我们去吃了barbeque plaza，好饱<br /><br /><br />在回家的时候<br />宝贝说<br />“你不要看我好像不care不care你这样，其实我很care你的<br />我如果想到要跟你分开，我很伤心很伤心的，有时候还会流眼泪的”<br />其实那个时候的宝贝并没有看到我的眼泪就在眼角<br />宝贝说了那些话，让我安心了很多<br />我知道其实这几天都是我想太多了，一直把过去联想成一起了<br />我好想好想大声的告诉我宝贝<br /><br /><span style="color: #d5a6bd; font-family: Courier New; font-size: x-large;">宝贝老公，我爱你</span><br /><span style="color: #d5a6bd; font-family: Courier New; font-size: x-large;">我要跟你一起快快乐乐到老</span><br /><span style="color: #d5a6bd; font-family: Courier New; font-size: x-large;">FAVIAN CHEE KIT WAI</span><br /><span style="color: #d5a6bd; font-family: Courier New; font-size: x-large;">No matter what happen in the future,</span><br /><span style="color: #d5a6bd; font-family: Courier New; font-size: x-large;">i just want to hold your hand tight,</span><br /><span style="color: #d5a6bd; font-family: Courier New; font-size: x-large;">nothing will&nbsp;make us apart &lt;3</span><br /><span style="color: #d5a6bd; font-family: Courier New; font-size: x-large;">i love u..</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600093045630753581-5987386949654156313?l=memoriesoflastspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08072520067259806414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600093045630753581.post-49610664089651863642012-01-12T18:16:00.000+08:002012-01-12T18:16:42.064+08:001. 你耍自閉就是在打擊我 <br />5. 可以不要經常說: 妳到底會什麼？<br />9. 可以去參加聯誼，但是不要以為我什麼都不知道。<br />10. 能不能在夜歸時打電話跟我報個平安。<br />11. 下雨天騎車盡量穿雨衣，走路盡量撐傘。<br />12. 不要因為你的理想和目標而拋下我。<br />14. 別把心事都悶在心裡不說出來讓我知道。<br />15. 問什麼都說：沒事啦，妳不要亂想。<br />18. 對兄弟哥倆拔刀相助時，能不能偶爾想到我。<br />19. 可以不要在加班或是熬夜時就六親不認嗎？<br />21. 穿新衣服的時候不要說我怎麼又去逛街！<br />22. 常常穿同一件衣服請不要說：怎麼又穿這一件？<br />23. 看美女我可以理解，但是不要太熱切跟我討論。<br />24. 我會每秒鐘都想著你，你要接受這個事實.<br />25. 你不說話的話，我會直覺你是在生氣。<br />26. 不要太直言直語，縱然你的個性就是這樣。<br />27. 為什麼你會害怕讓你生活裡的人知道我是你女朋友？<br />29. 不要總是一個人悶著頭去完成一件事情。<br />30. 我也會有男性朋友。<br />31. 別常常做出令人不安的事情。<br />32. 要適時的表達感覺，否則我會以為你不愛我了。<br />34. 不要覺得搭公車是很俗的行為.<br />36. 不要對我包包或手機上的掛飾感到幼稚。<br />38. 我說想減肥，不要直覺回答：那是不可能的。<br />40. 依賴是因為信任你，溫柔是只有對你。<br />41. 沒事卻打電話給你，是因為我在想你。<br />42.能跟你在一起就是我最大的幸福，我不是那麼在意你要飛黃騰達<br />43. 多用語言表達自己的想法和感受，我們會相處得更好。<br />44. 我不是愛聽花言巧語，但是你也不要太一針見血。<br />45. 不要嫌我矮。<br />48. 我會想到未來的事情，不是因為我愛作夢。<br />49. 請你好好照顧自己的健康。<br />50. 我愛你。<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600093045630753581-4961066408965186364?l=memoriesoflastspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08072520067259806414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600093045630753581.post-67260340121975575412012-01-10T17:06:00.000+08:002012-01-10T17:06:50.464+08:00我的不安你怎么也不会知道<br />说好我不要再把你当成我的重心<br />可是我还是做不到<br />看到了你的成绩<br />我想留下来陪你<br />不想一个人去kl<br />我真的不想那么快分开<br />我还没有得到我要的安全感<br /><br />其实<br />这种不安感觉已经跟着我很久很久了<br />应该从上个月尾就已经跟着我了<br />只是都没有说出口<br />你每次只会要我不要想太多不要想太多<br /><br />这感觉就像上次一样<br />让我整天都很没有心情没有胃口<br />你说你要娶我<br />说真的我很高兴<br />要你当这个是你的目标<br />可是，过后你说，你的目标是要赚很多钱，这些以后再算<br />是不是以后如果不是由我陪着你的身边也都无所谓了？<br />你总是说我不信任你<br />是吗？<br /><br />是你太理智了还是我太痴情了？<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600093045630753581-6726034012197557541?l=memoriesoflastspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08072520067259806414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600093045630753581.post-69328346836284030352012-01-09T22:20:00.000+08:002012-01-09T22:20:46.737+08:00我会让自己学会<br /><br />拿得起放得下<br /><br />当我真的做到的时候<br />就是你滚蛋的时候了<br /><br />你永远也不会看到我写的东西<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600093045630753581-6932834683628403035?l=memoriesoflastspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08072520067259806414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600093045630753581.post-69548988913852364692012-01-09T20:52:00.000+08:002012-01-09T20:52:39.024+08:00昨天<br />老公打电话给我<br />我们聊了很多<br />过程中，我还是哭了<br />是我太悲观了吗？<br />我只是担心我们的爱情输给了时间和距离<br />我担心的都是有可能发生的不是吗？<br />不知道为什么以前的我可以接受远距离<br />现在的我却对远距离有点抗拒<br /><br />我依赖着你<br />是因为我想信任你<br />想你帮我安排我所有的事情<br />想让你在我的生活中扮演重要的角色<br />你却说<br />做人要独立<br />这世上没有人没有了任何一个人就不能活了<br />不论什么事情都要拿得起放得下<br />爱情不是生命中最重要的事情<br />还有很多很美好的事情<br />你说得可真潇洒<br /><br />对我而言<br />爱情占了我很重要的部分<br />我可以为爱牺牲<br />听了你说的话<br />我反复的想<br />我是不是应该吸取你说的<br /><strong>做人要拿得起放得下</strong><br />我能不能像以前一样<br />那么的潇洒？<br /><br />如果有天你还是离开了<br />我会告诉自己<br />不要难过<br />我尽力了<br />如果有天我自动离开了<br />我想跟你道歉<br />我经不起再次的伤害<br />我会把所有的回忆留在心深处<br />我会祝福你<br />也许我真的不是你生命中注定的女人<br />但我会谢谢你曾经在我的生命中扮演一个重要的角色<br /><br />不是我对我们的爱情没有信心<br />只是经历了离合，我有点畏惧。<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600093045630753581-6954898891385236469?l=memoriesoflastspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08072520067259806414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600093045630753581.post-57850485053609249772012-01-08T21:49:00.000+08:002012-01-08T21:49:27.340+08:00我们没有夫妻相<br />而且个性外全就像南和北<br />你瘦瘦的，我肉肉的<br />你的个子不会很高，我的个子不会很矮<br />你凡事要求完美，我觉得完成就好<br />你脾气不好，我脾气温顺，但是如果真的发火起来，你还是要向我低头<br />你会以比较好的方式表达你的想法，我习惯性的直话直说，才不管有没有得罪他人<br />话虽如此<br />但是我们还是有共同点的<br />我们都很爱睡<br />我们都爱搞emo<br />最重要的是，我们都很爱彼此<br /><br /><br />你说我很爱你<br />这我不否认<br />上一次的恋情<br />我学会了付出<br />我知道惟有付出<br />这段爱情才会幸福<br />当然不是一方面的付出<br />我不介意你付出得多还是少<br />至少<br />我知道该做的我都做了，甚至不该做的也都做了<br />如果还是失去<br />我不会后悔因为我知道我真的尽力了<br /><br />我知道我自己并不能完全的信任你<br />但是我都很努力让自己信任你<br />因为有时候我建立对你的信任<br />你的一些举动<br />就会完全摧毁了所有的信任<br />我想选择睁一只眼闭一只眼<br />可是我又不想欺骗我自己<br />我要的就是答案<br /><br /><br />前几天<br />你心情很不好<br />我心情也没有好到哪里去<br />我对你冷冷的<br />你却因为不想跟我吵架所以不以为然<br />我不会说不让你出<br />可是可不可以也把你的时间也给我<br />如果要我开口向你索取<br />还不就是等于在施舍给我吗？<br />结果，你开口了<br />‘如果觉得我很难顶，那就放手吧，我不值得你对我那么好’<br />看得你的信息的时候，我真的呆掉了，然后眼泪就直接流下来了<br />‘你说真的？你认真？’<br />‘我觉得你跟朋友比较快乐，我不舍得，但我不忍心’<br />‘你想清楚再说吧’<br />‘如果我要分，你不会换回?’<br />‘打给我，当面说’<br />你打来了，我问你，你到底想什么？<br />结果，你用一个小孩子做错事清的语气来跟我说‘<strong>我只想你多关心我</strong>’<br />那个时候的我，真的有点哭笑不得。<br />心想，天啊，我怎么会有一个那么可爱的男人。<br />其实我知道我对你有时候冷冷的<br />只因为有时候我对你很热情的时候<br />你冷冷的对待<br />让我觉得我的热情都是多余的<br /><br /><br />我真的就像一个小孩<br />想依赖着你<br />对所有的事情抱着好奇的心<br />对所有的人都不会有心计<br />不是我笨，只是因为我相信他们<br />我知道我时常要你为我担心<br />可是我需要你表现出来<br />我才知道<br />你的爱，你的关怀&lt;3<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600093045630753581-5785048505360924977?l=memoriesoflastspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08072520067259806414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600093045630753581.post-54871700326006781552012-01-08T21:04:00.000+08:002012-01-08T21:04:07.024+08:00现在才发现<br />原来我的部落格还可以用的<br />有好多好多东西想在这里大声说出来<br /><br />去年现在的我<br />在国民服务里<br />那个时候的我<br />还在跟保源在一起<br />那时候<br />我很想快快回家<br />想快快就见到他<br />因为毕业了<br />可以天天都粘着他了<br />可惜的是<br />一切都不再了<br />现在的他有了另一个她<br />现在的我有了另一个他<br />他们很幸福<br />就如我们也很幸福<br /><br />其实我不是很喜欢一月<br />虽然说我的生日在一月<br />可是不知道为什么<br />很多不好的事情都喜欢在一月发生<br />说真的<br />我真的察觉不出现在跟去年到底有什么不一样<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600093045630753581-5487170032600678155?l=memoriesoflastspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08072520067259806414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600093045630753581.post-42803385273975153962010-01-16T19:21:00.000+08:002010-01-16T19:21:18.339+08:00after u see my blog<br />i dunno wats your feeling..<br />i just noe tat u feel sorry for me<br />tat day...<br />we go to ict rom n use computer..<br />when i log in to my facebook.. <br />i saw your comment<br />u say sorry to me..<br />when i saw it...<br />i feel so weird?<br />or maybe shock?<br />or dunno...<br />for truth<br />i really don't wan myself being hurt again..<br />i don't wan myself being hurt by anyone<br />its quite hard to recover..<br />don't u noe...<br />i knew u noe too..<br />cuz u being hurt too..<br />maybe its just fair enough..<br />cuz maybe this is wat other people feeling when i hurt them..<br />n tat is y i don't want to get into a relationship.<br />i don't wan to feel guilty..<br />n tat is also why i just can't make myself to let u go...<br />i try to concentrate in study n stop thinking about u...<br />but it goes to a failure..<br />huh...<br />but never mind..<br />i don't feel to let u go..<br />but i oso won't wanna u to be mine..<br />cuz everything will change when a friendship get into a relationship....<br />i don't wan to lost u as my best friend <br />i oso don't wan to lost my feeling toward u&gt;,&lt;<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600093045630753581-4280338527397515396?l=memoriesoflastspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08072520067259806414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600093045630753581.post-9786341487445730852010-01-11T20:00:00.001+08:002010-01-13T19:29:25.843+08:00又再一次的<br />你对我说谎<br />其实<br />我真的不介意你告诉我<br />你不能跟我出去因为你要跟他一起出去<br />为什么每次都要让我揭穿你的谎言<br />而且<br />更可笑的事<br />你们有需要躲我吗?<br />需要看到我就要躲起来吗?<br />难道就那么的心虚?<br /><br />你<br />我对你已经很客气了<br />为了他<br />我没有对你使眼色<br />我用平常心来面对你<br />为什么你就是要认为我对你好像有偏见<br />不要把你自己放得太高<br />我承认<br />以前的我<br />的确很不喜欢你<br />但是我更不可能因为你而生气<br />因为我不想早死<br />还有太多东西要我去享受<br />也许你看了会觉得懊恼还是什么的<br />也许也只是我的疑心<br />但是我既然写了就没有删除的意思<br /><br /><br />也许你真的不知道心寒是什么感觉<br />但是我相信有一天<br />你一定可以体会<br /><br /><span style="color: #3d85c6;"><br /><span style="font-size: large;"></span></span><br /><span style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: large;">你可以看到他的眼泪</span><br /><span style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: large;">就是看不到我的眼泪</span><br /><span style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: large;">你能感觉到他的心疼</span><br /><span style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: large;">就是感觉不到我的心疼</span><br /><span style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: large;">你可以为了他做任何事情</span><br /><span style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: large;">就是不能为我做一件事情</span><br /><span style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: large;">你可以为了他</span><br /><span style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: large;">对我说了谎</span><br /><span style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: large;">我还有什么理由</span><br /><span style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: large;">不对你心寒?</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600093045630753581-978634148744573085?l=memoriesoflastspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08072520067259806414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600093045630753581.post-13908344625847303382009-12-18T20:56:00.000+08:002009-12-18T21:16:36.331+08:00今天无意间看到了他写他单身了<br />但是我没有理会<br />觉得他应该只是写写而已<br />吃了饭<br />上来看看<br />看到你也写了你单身<br />我知道了<br />你们真的分了<br />我以为我真的可以随着时间慢慢放下你<br />甚至不跟女的在一起<br />我也很努力接受他是你的女朋友<br />不对他有偏见<br />很努力很努力<br /><br /><br />我不像他潇洒<br />跟你在一起过<br />又可以看着你们恩爱在他的眼前<br /><br /><br />有时候真的觉得我自己好傻好傻<br />为什么我不能对你像我对别人一样<br />潇洒点不就什么都解决了吗?<br />为什么我对你那么执着<br /><br /><br />振作点吧<br />很多人会因为看到你这样而伤心的<br />相信他也不想看到你这样的<br /><br />其实我们之间的回忆<br />也很足够我回味<br />虽然我们没有在一起过<br />但是至少我跟你有那么一段很深的回忆<br />不知道你会不会把那些回忆记住<br />但是我会<br />因为我不想连点的回忆都没有<br />这是只有我和你共同拥有而别人没有拥有的<br /><br />有些你答应过我的事情并没有实现<br />不知道你还会不会记得<br />相信你现在也没有那个心情去记了<br />可是<br />我真的好想好想告诉你<br />我真的很喜欢你<br /><br />至于那个承诺<br />就是关于到希和皓的<br />你说过<br />只要我放下他们<br />你就会xxxxx<br /><br /><br />不过也没关系了<br />只要你开心就<br />要记得<br />我们这一群朋友会永远支持你的<br />别难过了<br />明天还等着你去微笑的面对<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600093045630753581-1390834462584730338?l=memoriesoflastspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08072520067259806414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600093045630753581.post-76055964633686485342009-12-14T20:32:00.000+08:002009-12-14T20:47:52.601+08:00i'm not very mind for wat other people talks about me<br />but today i really feel upset? angry? mix?<br />i ask my friend come n have a movie<br />n he brings along his sister n sister's friend.<br />(ok, i don't mind.)<br />because i had already book 5 tickets.<br />when i saw his sister which is only 12 years old.<br />my mind was thinking...<br />WOW... CHILDREN NOWADAY MATURE IN PHYSICAL(or maybe clothing style)<br />she is thin and short. not really beautiful(in my opinion)<br />but sexy.=.=<br />then when my cousin sis n i were walking into d cinema<br />i heard them talking<br />f's sis n her friends:your girlfriend ar?<br />friend: *smile*<br />f'sis n her friend: WHY U SO BAD TASTE D?<br />wat d f*ck?<br />am i so damn freaking bad?<br />n they say quite loud.<br />omg.<br />wat d hack!<br />its very hard for me to digest it.<br />but luckily i'm not his gf...<br />or else i'll sure cry on tat spot.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600093045630753581-7605596463368648534?l=memoriesoflastspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08072520067259806414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600093045630753581.post-64257063742970772422009-12-08T21:53:00.000+08:002009-12-08T22:11:59.188+08:00Tagged by kai lin<br /> 32 Things You Dont Know About Me Until You Read This :<br />1. What colour is your toothbrush:- red<br />2. Name one person that made you smile today: my parents>.< go berkeley eat bak kut teh<br />3. What were you doing at 8 AM? : going to employer's house<br />4. What were you doing 45 minutes ago? :onlining<br />5. What was the last thing you had to drink? :water<br />6. Who was the last person you sent a message to on Facebook? :- vivian ng?<br />7. Ever go camping? :- yes=.=<br />8. Do you go to church every Sunday? :- No.<br />9. What did your last text message say? :- dun jia jia la u<br />10. Where is your dad? :- Malaysia.<br />11. Look to your left. What do you see? :-windows n chairs<br />12. What colour is your watch? :- purple<br />13. What were you doing at midnight last night? :- sleep TIDURzzz<br />14. How old are you? :- Sweet sixteen!<br />15. Do you want to change your name? :- No. my name is special enough>.<<br />16. How many kids do you want to have? :- 1 boy 1 girl<br />17. Would you kiss any of your facebook friends? :- yalo.. my dar<br />18. Who are the best huggers that you know? :- my lg>.<<br />19. List three favourite colors/shades :- blue black white<br />20. Have you ever fallen in love? :- Yes<br />21. How did you get your worst scar? :- bitten by my dogT.T<br />22. Do you like cats? :- No. too manja. in other words.. hiao=.=<br />23. Do you love anyone? :- yup.<br />24. What do you hope to get on your birthday? :- i'm not greedy. give me 5 wishes n MUST come true. haha<br />25. Do you plan any trip for your next coming? :- no. shopping consider??@@<br />26. What do you usually do during the day? :- work work work ... do piano hw<br />27. Do you hate anyone that you know right now? :- no=.=<br />28. Is anyone jealous of you? :- tak tahu.<br />29. Favourite pair of shoes you wear all the time :- slippers.=.=<br />30. Last song listened to? : zhang jun jing's song(pian ai)<br />31. Who's the last person you talked on the phone? :- sheldon<br />32. What is your favourite number? :- 4<br />Tag 5 people to do the same thing :<br />1. vivian ng<br />2. ling jing<br />3. pei yin<br />4. suet chen<br />5. ee theng<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600093045630753581-6425706374297077242?l=memoriesoflastspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08072520067259806414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600093045630753581.post-63654063446788464622009-12-02T21:47:00.000+08:002009-12-02T22:02:54.424+08:00today when tuition tat time<br />happen some incident...<br />i ask wan ni...<br />what is his reaction if i hold his hand?<br />will he shout?<br />scream?<br />or jump?<br />=.=<br />i still remember d first time i go near him n hug his hand<br />his reaction was big<br />think so he was shocked<br />haha...<br /><br />i turn to him<br />take his hand<br />but i didn't dare to hold it.<br />haha...<br />then i turn back to wanni<br />should i?<br />very guilty le...<br />T.T<br />then i ask him<br />if he got ex before...<br />wow...<br />do u noe wats d answer?<br />NO...<br />god..<br />should i?<br />then i ask him not to angry no matter wat i'll do next...<br />then i take his hand n hold it.<br />its quite comfortable to hold actually.<br />but till now...<br />i still prefer my lao gongs'(vv n suet) geh hand...<br />haha...<br />thick thick n ....<br />dunno how to describe tat feeling...<br />haha....<br /><br /><br />actually<br />if i didn't forget...<br />this is oso my first time for holding a boy's hand...<br />=.=<br />lo...<br />never mind..<br />fair enough...<br />haha...<br />both oso first time...<br />>.<<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600093045630753581-6365406344678846462?l=memoriesoflastspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08072520067259806414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600093045630753581.post-55146296302498337942009-11-21T19:34:00.000+08:002009-11-21T19:38:27.411+08:00why do u bother so much about me<br />its my life my money<br />so wat?<br />i like to go out wit my friend<br />spend money in way i like<br />why do u expect me to spend time on u???<br />stop doing it<br />its make me feel annoy.<br /><br />for those who is so busy body<br />better take care of your gf<br />don't too bother other people things.<br />or else later your gf being snatch away oso dunno...<br />>.<<br />god bless<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600093045630753581-5514629630249833794?l=memoriesoflastspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08072520067259806414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600093045630753581.post-49580127762433657002009-11-16T16:43:00.000+08:002009-11-16T17:40:43.752+08:00today assembly as usual<br />then i talk with xiao ming<br />here and that<br />then we talk about sc.<br />wonder why i feel so sad.<br />i agree with what xm says.<br />"they together or break up are their problem. its none of your business. why should you sad?"<br />ya. why should i sad?<br /><br />lsc<br />from normal friends turns to close friends<br />then from close friends backs to normal friends.<br />its sucks.<br />what you ask me to do<br />i do it for you<br />but is this what i get?<br />shouldn't i just get the same treat as those friends you have?<br />they can know everything about you.<br />me?<br />only get to know when somebody else tell me<br />why don't you just tell me?<br />at least i won' feel so bad.<br />maybe you think that<br />i'll forget about you if you treat me loose<br />but you are totally dead wrong<br />it's makes me more sad<br />i try to face it?<br />you should be able to see it?<br />can't you?<br />i don;t want the situation like this<br />i don't wish that our friendship gone<br />understand?<br /><br /><br />i feel so bad today<br />jl says<br />"who you like actually?<br />lsc or cwh"<br /><br /><br />only aquarius know who is the person she/he likes the most.<br />aquarius can like many people in once,<br />everybody thinks that she/he is flirty<br />but nobody knows she/he is scared of hurt and this is an action for protecting himself.<br /><br /><br /><br />the weather now just like my feeling<br />rain from 9 am till now<br />fall. stop. fall. stop. fall again.<br /><br /><br /><br />tian na<br />wo zhen de zhen de hen lei<br />ni yao ji xu gei wo jia you<br />yin wei wo chen yu jia yi ding ke yi ji xu wo wan mei de ren sheng<br />wo cai mei you na me cui rou!!!!<br />jia you!!!!<br />woahhhh....<br />haha...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600093045630753581-4958012776243365700?l=memoriesoflastspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08072520067259806414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600093045630753581.post-48342853320426339322009-10-15T22:29:00.000+08:002009-10-15T22:34:03.160+08:00fianlly my msn is back<br />waloa...<br />now only i noe tat pc enginer earn quite a lot wei<br />cuz my father's friend come n press press a while<br />then i need to pay rm60 for him...<br />=.=<br />my dad very smart...<br />run away early early<br />so i need to pay it<br />well...<br />i'll claim from him<br />haha...<br />or else...<br />later i bankrap...<br />=.=<br />hmm...<br />nearly exam d...<br />but...<br />i still haven't prepare yet...<br />however<br />just may god bless me...<br />"thankz god"<br />haha<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600093045630753581-4834285332042633932?l=memoriesoflastspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08072520067259806414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600093045630753581.post-5880041980022561752009-10-08T18:19:00.000+08:002009-10-08T18:47:46.181+08:00i had delete d post as i promise u<br />actually i oso dunno why should i have so big reaction<br />its happen on u not me=.=<br />tat day<br />i saw u wanted to talk wit her but she just wanna to walk away<br />its........<br />in d class they told me tat why should i bother too much about your things<br />its actually true<br />why should i?<br />but u noe, sometimes...<br /><br />"why do u like her? she has nothing special tat i can see"<br />"erm... i oso dunno... just i like xxx before oso without any reason"<br /><br />i like someone else usually didn't have any reason at all...<br />its just a feeling<br />i can like u for 1,2 days...<br />i can oso like u for 3,4 years...<br />its just d matter of FEELING...<br /><br />wondering sometimes<br />we r close<br />we can share things together<br />we can share secrets<br />we trust each other<br />but<br />why u doubt when i reveal tat i like u?<br />i noe i'm not a loyal people<br />but i'm serious in every relationship i had<br />nevermind<br />as long as i noe my thinking<br /><br />sometimes<br />i wanna to suprise u<br />but your reaction make me fed up<br />i still standing in d same position while u have already fa away from my eyes<br />when i get to noe u r unhappy<br />i wanna try to cheer u up<br />but think so i'm enough to make u laugh<br />i just can sad wit u...<br />u care for wat she thinking but u didn't bother my feeling<br />i noe she is more important<br />but can't u just be more fair?<br /><br />hmmm...<br />read finish d dun scold me sampat nor anything<br />i just wanna to let u noe<br />as i can't tell u face to face<br />think so later i break down...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600093045630753581-588004198002256175?l=memoriesoflastspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08072520067259806414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600093045630753581.post-802671499283087032009-09-24T20:48:00.000+08:002009-09-24T21:16:36.326+08:00<div><br /><br /><p align="justify"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ykOCfwogvg/SrtuooZiitI/AAAAAAAAAHU/7Gxdq_V_tdQ/s1600-h/DSCN0037.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385019423769922258" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 159px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ykOCfwogvg/SrtuooZiitI/AAAAAAAAAHU/7Gxdq_V_tdQ/s200/DSCN0037.JPG" border="0" /></a> <a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ykOCfwogvg/Srtwxz2gBhI/AAAAAAAAAHk/YkCAkMUbPJ8/s1600-h/DSCN0067.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385021780486260242" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 193px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ykOCfwogvg/Srtwxz2gBhI/AAAAAAAAAHk/YkCAkMUbPJ8/s200/DSCN0067.JPG" border="0" /></a></p><p align="left"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ykOCfwogvg/Srtwxz2gBhI/AAAAAAAAAHk/YkCAkMUbPJ8/s1600-h/DSCN0067.JPG"></a> </p><p align="left"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ykOCfwogvg/Srtwxz2gBhI/AAAAAAAAAHk/YkCAkMUbPJ8/s1600-h/DSCN0067.JPG"></a> </p><div align="left"> </div><div>lo...<br />today my mom ajak me go n cut hair</div><div>then i tell d jie jie i wan leave long behind n short in front</div><div>don't too girl</div><div>but...</div><div>after i cut</div><div>my mom say she has a son d...</div><div>sweat...</div><div>zzz</div><div>wooder how weird i look like when i'm wearing skirt...</div><div>t.t</div><div>my pc dunno why</div><div>sot liao</div><div>now</div><div>all document hilang</div><div>cannot type chinese</div><div>cannot find many things</div><div>most geram is cannot sign in msn</div><div>ANYBODY HELP ME???</div><div><br /><br /><br /></div><div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600093045630753581-80267149928308703?l=memoriesoflastspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08072520067259806414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600093045630753581.post-77183205147101498772009-09-02T18:13:00.000+08:002009-09-02T18:22:43.139+08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ykOCfwogvg/Sp5HHfRifVI/AAAAAAAAAGs/cg2SDCXo_Gs/s1600-h/4.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376813199106669906" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ykOCfwogvg/Sp5HHfRifVI/AAAAAAAAAGs/cg2SDCXo_Gs/s200/4.JPG" border="0" /></a> <a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ykOCfwogvg/Sp5G_Mk5eXI/AAAAAAAAAGk/LZ3Ubtkf4b8/s1600-h/2.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376813056648640882" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4ykOCfwogvg/Sp5G_Mk5eXI/AAAAAAAAAGk/LZ3Ubtkf4b8/s200/2.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><br /><br /><div>doggie </div><div>u must let us spray d medicine only u'll recover...</div><div>don't bark at us</div><div>we'll scare d le...</div><div>=.=</div><div>now when u see me</div><div>u'll run away</div><div>i noe u dun like to be sprayed</div><div>but only tat way u can recover</div><div>cuz u r too big to carry n fierce</div><div>even dad oso scare to hug u</div><div>zzz...</div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><div>dunno who so bad go n hurt my doggie...</div><div>hurt on its leg n oso private part...</div><div>now</div><div>its leg is recovering</div><div>but</div><div>its private part</div><div>due to we didn't have d chance to spray on it</div><div>d hole getting bigger...</div><div>argh...</div><div>so everytimes</div><div>when i got chance</div><div>i'll take d sprayer n spray to d wound</div><div>n i feel like playing hide n seek wit my dog</div><div>it'll run to d upstair</div><div>go to my parents room or even toilet=.=</div><div>maybe d medicine make it pain...</div><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div>dog is oso an living thing tat have life</div><div>how can u hurt it like tat</div><div>may god bless u for wat u had done to my dog</div><div>maybe next time</div><div>your pet or maybe children or whoever related to u r treated like tat</div><div>see whether will u heart break</div><div>shoot u!!</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600093045630753581-7718320514710149877?l=memoriesoflastspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08072520067259806414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600093045630753581.post-68892116354877054122009-08-23T07:47:00.000+08:002009-08-23T07:57:37.569+08:00last wednesday only dream about u<br />n thursday i saw u<br />but today<br />i dream about u again<br />=.=<br />wat is this mean??<br />too miss u<br />haha....<br />maybe not<br />wow...<br />in d dream<br />its was just very real..<br />but today this dream<br />think so that i'm so brave n fierce<br />hahahaha(need many actions)<br />i run, quarrel wit puan lee=.=, scold so many people, n many things<br />but only got 1 motif...<br />(help somebody without any hurt on her)<br />sweat...<br />see too much movie??<br />haha...<br />if u see this post<br />sure u'll say i sampat<br />=.=<br />fine... blek>.<<br /><br /><br /><br />am i really into u?<br />i don't know<br />n even don't want to know<br />haha<br />as u noe wanna to let go a person not really easy<br />maybe in your mind<br />i'm tat kind of girl which is play<br />n i can let go easily?<br />sometimes thing doesn't seem to be so easy<br />right?<br />i always ask myself...<br />am i really play?<br />but actually i really don't think so<br />i just say tat i like dis like tat like u like him like her or like it=.=<br />but tats a specific person in my heart...^^<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600093045630753581-6889211635487705412?l=memoriesoflastspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08072520067259806414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600093045630753581.post-39476899476932722572009-08-20T18:53:00.000+08:002009-08-20T20:33:20.611+08:00today wn, yl, sn, dy, yy didn't come to school<br />they say its a waste of time<br />for me<br />i just want to take d cert only...<br />haha<br />and not bad,<br />i won a electric kettle for selling coupons(don't know whether the electric fee will rise or not..haha)<br />suet come to school today<br />actually i didn't notice about it<br />but i saw somebody wearing baju rasmi and hug puan soom<br />then only i realise she came=.=<br />wow!!!<br />i miss her soooooo muchhhhhh!!!!<br />but<br />she very unfair d<br />everytime comes hugs so many people except me...<br />T.T<br />sob sob...<br />then i go hug xm...<br />her expression >>> +.+(like faeces)<br />however suet hugs me back(cunning)<br />haha...<br />i really miss her so much...<br /><br /><br />then when me go back to the class...<br />ys n jl is giving the present(cookies n candy)<br />as our class won for d highest selling in canteen day><<br />then this is the first time i snatch food n success...<br />hooray...<br />hahaha...<br /><br /><br />ys, the cake put almost want 1 week d...<br />not really safe to eat...T.T<br />later i eat then go hospital cham...<br />=.=<br />nevermind<br />at least i know u got the HEART to bring to school but forget.><<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600093045630753581-3947689947693272257?l=memoriesoflastspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08072520067259806414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600093045630753581.post-48663865032533838072009-08-19T21:09:00.000+08:002009-08-19T21:25:02.128+08:00seriously dunno what am i thinking about<br />feel that my mind is so full of things but i dunno what i fill in...=.=<br />why you want to cheat me?<br />is it that i'm your toy?<br />when i say break up you say that u'll drink, smoke, inject(i dunno what u wanna to inject)<br />is that consider as threathen?<br />when i sms your friend<br />she just say that that day both of you still eat together<br />don't you think so that you're fooling me?<br />now,<br />i won't easy to be cheat by u<br />i'm determine.^^<br /><br />thanks for your treat today.<br />ramen, salad(like 'yu sheng'), n oso cheezy chicken rice<br />haha<br />ling jing dun wan to eat d seaweed so i eat it...<br />but d aroma is so 'wow'<br />thats what i can describe.<br />then i take 1 piece n put in front your mouth<br />but u seem that u also scare of it...<br />kolian me T.T<br />well...<br />i success to convince u n u eat it<br />haha...<br />not bad ba... i feed u le...<br />think so i rarely rarely feed people... not more than 5 peoples =.=<br />haha...<br /><br />today,<br />we sms quite a lot<br />but think so is it that i'm too busy body?<br />asking u too much question<br />i'm sorry if i had made u uncomfortable<br />just think so that your messages are quite cute...<br />haha<br />hmm...<br />wats your opinion and feeling about me??<br />good? bad??<br />think too much=.=<br />nevermind...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600093045630753581-4866386503253383807?l=memoriesoflastspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08072520067259806414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600093045630753581.post-35068503678026512182009-08-06T12:20:00.000+08:002009-08-06T12:23:25.263+08:006/8/09<br />we'll not have any relationship from now on<br />maybe only friend<br />its quite sad to end this relationship<br />but i can't cheat u n myself right?<br />sorry...<br />its not only u sad but me too...<br />i'm not a people worth for u to love<br />sorry my love...<br />hope u can beecome more tough...<br />wish u all d best...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600093045630753581-3506850367802651218?l=memoriesoflastspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08072520067259806414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600093045630753581.post-3112586924634183142009-08-06T12:03:00.000+08:002009-08-06T12:10:38.696+08:00累了 照慣例努力清醒著<br />也照慣例想你了<br />好怕一放心睡了<br />心跳在夢中 不聽話的 就停止了<br />聽著 呼吸像浪潮擺動著<br />越美麗越讓我忐忑<br />我還能珍惜什麼<br />如果我連自己的脈搏 都難掌握<br />如果我變成回憶 退出了這場生命<br />留下你錯愕哭泣<br />我冰冷身體 擁抱不了你<br />想到我讓深愛的你人海孤獨旅行<br />我會恨自己 如此狠心<br />如果我變成回憶 終於沒那麼幸運<br />沒機會白著頭發<br />蹣跚牽著你 檻門上摟緊<br />漫長時光總有一天你會傷心痊愈<br />若有人可以 讓他陪你 我不怪你<br />快樂 什麼時候會結束呢<br />哪一刻是最后一刻<br />想把你緊緊抱著<br />可知你是我生命中的 最舍不得<br />如果我變成回憶 退出了這場生命<br />留下你錯愕哭泣<br />我冰冷身體 擁抱不了你<br />想到我讓深愛的你人海孤獨旅行<br />我會恨自己 如此狠心<br />如果我變成回憶 終於沒那麼幸運<br />沒機會白著頭發<br />蹣跚牽著你 檻門上摟緊<br />漫長時光總有一天你會傷心痊愈<br />若有人可以 讓他陪你<br />如果我變成回憶 最怕我太不通氣<br />頑固的賴在空氣 霸佔你心裡 每一寸空隙<br />要讓依然愛我的你痛苦承受失去<br />這樣不公平 請你盡力 把我忘記<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600093045630753581-311258692463418314?l=memoriesoflastspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08072520067259806414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600093045630753581.post-11006600093708086682009-08-01T21:14:00.000+08:002009-08-01T21:19:14.771+08:00dis year d canteen day quite boring(in my opinian)<br />people less than last year<br />haiz...<br />then i go to kai lin house n bath<br />haha...<br />her house very big lo...<br />then we go to jj...<br />yer...<br />d tickets being cancel=.=<br />in d cinema very cold lo...<br />zzz<br />but kai lin watch till very song<br />haha...<br />actually<br />i'm not in mood to write this<br />my mind now is so messy tat i dunno how to arrange my feelings...<br />FORGET FORGET FORGET<br />arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh....................<br />sleep now...<br />9.20pm....<br />dun think of it d...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600093045630753581-1100660009370808668?l=memoriesoflastspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08072520067259806414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600093045630753581.post-49946336592471599452009-07-17T17:40:00.000+08:002009-07-17T17:44:10.758+08:00YEAH...<br />i get HIS number...<br />wow...<br />very nervous at that time...<br />hmm...<br />when i stepped out fron the class...<br />i saw him standing behind the students...<br />then i go to him"i have something to ask u, can follow me go behind??"<br />then we go to the corner...<br />i asked for your number...<br />and you gave it...<br />think so you shocked??<br />you talk softly and i have to repeat more than once of your number only i get it...<br />haha...<br />well...<br />we sms for d first time... i smsed u...<br />'c... w.. h..?'<br />"yes..."<br /><br />happy now...<br />don't know wat should i chat with you later...<br />hmmp....<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600093045630753581-4994633659247159945?l=memoriesoflastspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08072520067259806414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600093045630753581.post-87584541282888417092009-07-17T17:38:00.000+08:002009-07-17T17:40:10.469+08:00happy birthday kai lin...<br />although my wish has been late...<br />but i knew you won't mind d...<br />haha...<br /><br />remember what i say to u o...<br />must happy always...<br />leng leng always...<br />sweet sweet always...<br />^^<br />haha..<br />can see that you really like that bottle so much...<br />jil...(not bad o... haha)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600093045630753581-8758454128288841709?l=memoriesoflastspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08072520067259806414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600093045630753581.post-15640626058785339932009-07-04T23:15:00.000+08:002009-07-04T23:33:51.877+08:00<a 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/></a><br /><div><div><div> </div><div>haha...</div><div>i'm so lazy to type it out...</div><div>so...</div><div>i'll put picture...<br />i believe jil or dy will posts the process...<br />haha...</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600093045630753581-1564062605878533993?l=memoriesoflastspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08072520067259806414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600093045630753581.post-5076730778971514282009-07-04T22:47:00.000+08:002009-07-04T23:14:59.464+08:00<div>2/7/09 - 4/7/09</div><br /><div>went to raudhah camp...</div><div>truthly<br />i did enjoy the camp</div><div>if i were given once more chance</div><div>i would choose to go...</div><div>but maybe not the same place...</div><div>haha...</div><div>jungle trekking...</div><div>wow!!</div><div>we walk up and down</div><div>left n right just to find the waterfall...</div><div>however...</div><div>we failed...T.T</div><div>we also enjoyed ourself on the beach...</div><div>we had drama, amazing race, night walk n others...</div><div></div><div>on the journey, i sat with xiao ming...</div><div>we watched transformer 2</div><div>but we have a small period of time that we fall asleep...</div><div>haha...</div><div>then we took picture..<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ykOCfwogvg/Sk9vLiUgT9I/AAAAAAAAABc/frCZFqqUazU/s1600-h/DSC00373.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354620725948862418" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ykOCfwogvg/Sk9vLiUgT9I/AAAAAAAAABc/frCZFqqUazU/s200/DSC00373.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ykOCfwogvg/Sk9vLyMKvpI/AAAAAAAAABk/9x0U1FWaogU/s1600-h/DSC00374.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354620730208861842" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ykOCfwogvg/Sk9vLyMKvpI/AAAAAAAAABk/9x0U1FWaogU/s200/DSC00374.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div>jil brought sunglasses...</div><div>i and xiao ming put it on...<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ykOCfwogvg/Sk9v9h2Qk0I/AAAAAAAAAB8/DNsjaYs3Bc8/s1600-h/DSC00381.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354621584815461186" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ykOCfwogvg/Sk9v9h2Qk0I/AAAAAAAAAB8/DNsjaYs3Bc8/s200/DSC00381.JPG" border="0" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ykOCfwogvg/Sk9v9428trI/AAAAAAAAACM/tT94SMOdAqo/s1600-h/DSC00384.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354621590992369330" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ykOCfwogvg/Sk9v9428trI/AAAAAAAAACM/tT94SMOdAqo/s200/DSC00384.JPG" border="0" /></a> <a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ykOCfwogvg/Sk9v95G7UgI/AAAAAAAAACE/HpP0VYMWaxA/s1600-h/DSC00382.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354621591059386882" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ykOCfwogvg/Sk9v95G7UgI/AAAAAAAAACE/HpP0VYMWaxA/s200/DSC00382.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ykOCfwogvg/Sk9v9a9Yr2I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8UPV45m7lwI/s1600-h/DSC00380.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354621582966304610" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ykOCfwogvg/Sk9v9a9Yr2I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8UPV45m7lwI/s200/DSC00380.JPG" border="0" /></a> <a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ykOCfwogvg/Sk9v9A25axI/AAAAAAAAABs/9E5gDalFmWM/s1600-h/DSC00379.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354621575959767826" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4ykOCfwogvg/Sk9v9A25axI/AAAAAAAAABs/9E5gDalFmWM/s200/DSC00379.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div>its a lot to write...</div><div>as you know that i'm not a hardworking girl...</div><div>and now its so bloody tiring...</div><div>will recall my memories and will write it soon(maybe)</div><div>-,-</div><div>haha<br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600093045630753581-507673077897151428?l=memoriesoflastspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08072520067259806414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600093045630753581.post-17477838849203512862009-06-30T15:48:00.001+08:002009-06-30T15:50:34.399+08:00i am going to camp...<br />well..<br />going this camp make me miss my three tuition class...T.T<br />piano, addmaths and bm....<br />wonder if i can catch up???<br />hoping this camp will have fun...<br />or else...<br />sure i'll merungut after come back...<br />later will have many many or maybe much homework to do...=.=<br />uncountable...<br />thankz kai lin for helping me write down the homework...<br />(if can, help me to too... haha)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600093045630753581-1747783884920351286?l=memoriesoflastspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08072520067259806414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600093045630753581.post-77752324637634113272009-06-24T16:49:00.001+08:002009-06-24T17:03:52.357+08:00well...<br />from this post onwards...<br />will try to use proper spelling...<br />my lao gong say that she doesn't like to see those shortcuts...-.-<br />today, when in the biology lab...<br />kai lin, pei shan and my lao gong were sitting together and talking...<br />teacher suddenly say:'kai lin, come and sit here'<br />maybe teacher wants her to concentrate(she very smart)<br />haha....<br />then teacher teaches about d mitosis n don't know wat...<br />teacher asks:'where can we find the egg?"<br />my lao gong say"in your sperm"<br />almost the whole class laugh...<br />well...<br />later then she explained that she heard wrong...<br />but well...<br />we have fun on that topic...<br />teacher said that human usually got 46 chromosome...<br />then lao gong say shan got 48...<br />abnormal...<br />shan said:'don't you knoe that i'm a alien? i come by a ufo... i bet u never see a pretty alien like me..."<br />=.=(i'm a very normal human...XD)<br />then i ask shan, lao gong, n lin what is their ambition...<br />shan say maybe financial controller?<br />lin say wants to study about media d...<br />lao gong say wants to become pro in bones(actually i don't know how to say it=.=)<br />then shan say financial controller can earns much money.. about 30000...<br />wow!!!<br />i want to do that job...<br />haha...<br />then i need to study account...<br />but i only decided want to quit the class...<br />haijor jor...<br />can anybody tells me what job don't need to study for so long and don't need too much money??<br />i'm too poor for study oversea nor collegue...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600093045630753581-7775232463763411327?l=memoriesoflastspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08072520067259806414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600093045630753581.post-83560790413466645612009-06-22T19:01:00.001+08:002009-06-22T19:09:02.922+08:00<div>wow...</div><br /><br /><div>still have first time in 2009</div><br /><br /><div>yesterday...</div><br /><br /><div>21/6/2009</div><br /><br /><div>first time buy shirt </div><div> </div><div>first time drink carbonate water...</div><br /><br /><div>haha....</div><br /><br /><div>no bad right???</div><br /><br /><div>actually wanna to buy dis shirt d....</div><br /><br /><div>but scared later nag by mum...<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350106252782978866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 195px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ykOCfwogvg/Sj9lSnO5xzI/AAAAAAAAABI/QdSe5KcTChU/s320/DSC00353.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350106527336783346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 202px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 177px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4ykOCfwogvg/Sj9limBoXfI/AAAAAAAAABQ/4a-ga_IqNDY/s320/DSC00354.JPG" border="0" />too expensive...=.=</div><div>(i very poor d)</div><div><br /><br /></div><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600093045630753581-8356079041346664561?l=memoriesoflastspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08072520067259806414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600093045630753581.post-63114536377724153552009-06-17T15:31:00.000+08:002009-06-17T15:34:14.921+08:00haha... wendy say my blog has dead...<br />cs hear abit didn't hear a bit...<br />den we say wendy tikan my blog n my blog dead...<br />haha...<br />today is my piano exam...<br />i has prepared for it since last year...<br />but...<br />OMG...<br />i played wrong...<br />a little bit mistake in pieces then my scale...<br />just like shit...<br />my e minor<br />haiz...<br />n i think so i tembak d wrong answer...<br />see d examiner like bo song me like tat...<br />=.=<br />dead....<br />twist my finger hope tat i can pass it...<br />huh...<br />=.=<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600093045630753581-6311453637772415355?l=memoriesoflastspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08072520067259806414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600093045630753581.post-15307234659079044762009-05-30T20:08:00.001+08:002009-05-31T19:16:36.508+08:00i noe ys n jil r thinking for me...<br />i noe tat both of u dun wan me to step deeper...<br />but...<br />i promise her...<br />u noe?<br />i promise not to leave...<br />will acompany her till d end...<br />but now...<br />i thinking...<br />whether its a right choice onot...<br />cuz...<br />my footstep is far far further than her...<br />she is too concern about love while i...<br />more concern for my future...<br />i'm a materealistic person...<br />i dun wan to regret nor suffer for my future...<br />but she dunno...<br />she just thinking tat i dun wan to chat wit her<br />i dun have time for her...<br />i dun have... i dun have...<br />it's been so tired...<br />maybe wats my mother say is 90% correct...<br />u can find a person tat u very love for now... but when u study further u'll find out both of u r not match at all...<br />your ideas... your thinking... your carrier... your income.... you'll suffer...<br />while maybe she noes tat i'll serious in my study as she didn't say anything when i say i am wit a girl almost for one year...<br />ys n jil... give me some time...<br />maybe its not one two months... but i'll promise...<br />she is d last girl...<br />jack...<br />i noe tat i have been quite cruely for u...<br />but i didn't mean it...<br />actually wat happen was just a misunderstand<br />i didn't like you<br />is just because i treat every single of my friend oso very good<br />i'm a good friend but not good lover...<br />kailin...<br />hope u happy wit him o...<br />if he bully u tell me... althought i dunno him...<br />haha....<br /><br /><br />HAPPY HOLIDAYS...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600093045630753581-1530723465907904476?l=memoriesoflastspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08072520067259806414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600093045630753581.post-18598306243387274372009-05-30T19:20:00.000+08:002009-05-30T20:07:08.142+08:00woohoo...<br />finished exam d...<br />study n study for so many days...<br />i knew tat i have been so busy tat i dun have time to company u...<br />but please forgive for my selfishness...<br />i noe tat we had not chat for a long time...<br />but...<br />i just wanna to put my effort in my study...<br />i'll need to fight for my future...<br />my house condition need me to change it...<br />wit my father tat kind of attitude...<br />if d condition didn't become worst i shall thank god...<br />i only wanna to study well n can choose for my carrier...<br />as my mother say tat i'm not suit to work under people coz of my 'stylish' attitude=.=<br />so...<br />wonder it... wat should i do...<br />a free time work...<br />hmm... n oso well income...<br />haha....<br /><br /><br />next... yesterday is teachers' day...<br />d first teacher i wished was pn rosnidah...<br />i like her...<br />however, i'll sleep in her class=.=<br />sorry teacher...<br />next... i accompany pn zaleha inside d tennis court....<br />she say'hari ini saya tak ada garang. tengok, asyik senyum sahaja'<br />but, her smile...(people who see noe it...ha)<br />xm told us joke... den we translate for teacher...<br />all d teacher laugh but her laugh....<br />aiyoyo.... we noe....<br />she say tat she has a suprise...<br />i thought she was going to have a magic show....<br />but....<br />do u noe wat she write on d paper???<br /><strong><em>I LOVE U</em></strong><br />=.=<br />wow...<br />too much suprise...<br />lastly... luckily i remember to wish pn hajah(ibu angkat...)<br />actually forget jor d...<br />but hor...<br />see her when all d student started to go back....<br />only realise tat i haven't wish her...<br />den we hug<br />n i think tat maybe she wanted to kiss my cheek but failed...=.=<br /><br />going to tuition...<br />waiting for wanni's mom...<br />saw a bus stopped opposite...<br />saw a tb...<br />den i say to wanni...<br />'i wonder wats d tb's look'<br />when she turns... its theng...<br />actually i felt quite happy to see her...<br />but...<br />everything changes when i saw d scenery beside her...<br />its was suet n her...<br />if suet didn't bend down, maybe i won't noe who is she...<br />feeling pain? or sad?<br />i dunno...<br />but i hate d feeling...<br />wanni say i didn't have anything..<br />just looks ok...<br />but hurt in heart r not seen in face...<br />one day u'll noe it...<br />feels quite down for now...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600093045630753581-1859830624338727437?l=memoriesoflastspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08072520067259806414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600093045630753581.post-68774523385145820792009-05-13T18:07:00.000+08:002009-05-13T18:13:45.797+08:00see lar....<br />jia jia edi lar...<br />baru ask u dun jia jia...<br />now not yet exam oso say account fail , addmaths fail...<br />kaolat wan is...<br />YOUR MOOD OSO FAIL<br />=.=<br />haha...<br />lo...<br />i noe wats your mean...<br />hmmp...<br />my brain now...<br />very full but...<br />ntg inside...<br />tomorrow exam sejarah de le...<br />HAIZ...<br />suet...<br />dun forget wat u promise me...<br />go there oso must study hard...<br />u wanna go uni right??<br />dun give up...<br />we jia you together in addmaths...<br />haha...<br />i oso noe my addmaths maybe same situation wit u...<br />n hor...<br />u say will come to eng ang find me d...<br />dun jia jia denied...<br />message still in my phone...<br />haha...<br />study hard ...<br />GAMBATEH LG...haha<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600093045630753581-6877452338514582079?l=memoriesoflastspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08072520067259806414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600093045630753581.post-49910593607771731562009-05-11T22:20:00.000+08:002009-05-11T22:27:34.263+08:00lo... my blog has to dead again...<br />has been so dead i noe...<br />but...<br />i really need to study hard for dis time...<br />but not really has a big hope...<br />cuz later if fail den i'll quite sad....<br />haha...<br />ps:my fail=B<br />@@''<br />i need to pay more attention to my physics...<br />damn cha...<br />n addmaths too...<br />=.=<br />get d worst mark for it...<br />fainted...<br />argh...<br />but i can't concentrate on it...<br />i'll wanna sleep or play games...<br />==<br />but<br />TRY my best to control from fall asleep...<br />kakakaka....<br />as u noe...<br />i'm a sleep addicter...<br />haha...<br />LASTLY...<br />WISH ALL MY FRENZ HAVE A GOOD RESULT ON YOUR EXAMINATION...<br />KL, SHAN, JL, YS, WN, YL, YY, SN, CS, KC, PY......... JIA YOU!!!^^<br />ESPECIALLY SC... u dun jia jia har... go there oso must study hard... gambateh... lg...<br />NOT FORGET my hubby too... VI VIAN... haha...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600093045630753581-4991059360777173156?l=memoriesoflastspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08072520067259806414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600093045630753581.post-12808908044705437092009-05-02T20:08:00.000+08:002009-05-02T20:21:13.620+08:0029/4/2009<br /><br />today u come to find me...<br />after i finish my school...<br />i like a siao lang like tat rush out to d school compound...<br />den i need to seek for a bus...<br />i see a bus in front of me...<br />actually i wanted to run there... but thinking later really looks mad=.=<br />so i walked fast but still slow to there...<br />dizziling...T.T<br />last date oso like tat...<br />u call me whether i has reaches there onot...<br />'coming coming.... 5 minutes'<br />d bus drop me...(dunno how to cross street... follow people cross...haha)<br />see u seeing handphone.. looking everywhere... haha...<br />den when i come to your face... i think u have a shock...<br />yeah...my BUBBLE TEA(LOVE them so much)peppermint... not bad...<br />then we go by teksi... damn expensive wei...<br />a short journey near to d pin hwa there oso need rm20<br />better sit bus 50 cents...<br />argh.... they very good in receiving money...<br />we go to hotel...<br />(...dun ask me wat we done there... private n confidential)<br />haha...<br />lo...<br />its time for us to go back...<br />same teksi...<br />but price...<br />haiz...<br />send u to central need rm80...<br />thinking whether is he cheating u...<br />(next time no teksi)<br />oh ya... n receiving a monkey from u...<br />blue colour...<br />favourite colour...<br />wow!!!<br /><br /><br />(picture will be post later... can't find cabel nowT.T)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600093045630753581-1280890804470543709?l=memoriesoflastspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08072520067259806414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600093045630753581.post-28308144965789589192009-04-22T16:44:00.000+08:002009-04-22T17:40:24.148+08:00happy birthday to u<br />happy birthday to u<br />happy birthday to 2222<br />happy birthday to u<br />haha....<br />HAPPY BIRTHDAY<br />must happy alwayzzz...<br />MUAKZ....^^<br /> <br />today<br />u be my third lg in school<br />haha<br />=.=<br />lo...<br />hope tat u'll happy alwayz...<br />its only 1 tree...<br />u still have a big forest<br />haha....<br />include me?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600093045630753581-2830814496578958919?l=memoriesoflastspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08072520067259806414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600093045630753581.post-44826192946204223872009-04-11T20:30:00.000+08:002009-04-11T20:37:40.725+08:00u say tat<br />something will change us<br />maybe we'll stay together<br />maybe we'll just turn our head away<br />its really make me feel pain when i first listen to it<br />but<br />i overcome it<br />d pain<br />d fact<br />everything<br /><br />i'm not sure izit u trying to get revenge on me<br />or<br />maybe our life just turn over<br />u say tat u noe i tired for comforting u<br />but u just can't control yourself<br />i'm so sorry<br /><br />i noe tat your r happy wit your friends<br />maybe sometimes when we talk<br />we argue<br />n i made u bad mood<br />i really didn't mean it...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600093045630753581-4482619294620422387?l=memoriesoflastspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08072520067259806414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600093045630753581.post-11962749405199078532009-03-23T20:59:00.000+08:002009-03-23T21:02:41.048+08:00最怕空氣突然安靜<br />最怕朋友突然的關心<br />最怕回憶突然翻滾絞痛著不平息<br />最怕突然聽到你的消息<br />想念如果會有聲音<br />不愿那是悲傷的哭泣<br />事到如今終於讓自已屬於我自已<br />只剩眼淚還騙不過自己<br />突然好想你你會在哪里<br />過的快樂或委屈<br />突然好想你突然鋒利的回憶<br />突然模糊的眼睛<br />我們像一首最美麗的歌曲<br />變成兩部悲傷的電影<br />為什麼你帶我走過最難忘的旅行<br />然後留下最痛的紀念品<br />我們那麼甜那麼美那麼相信<br />那麼瘋那麼熱烈的曾經<br />為何我們還是要奔向<br />各自的幸福和遺憾中老去<br />突然好想你你會在哪里<br />過的快樂或委屈<br />突然好想你突然鋒利的回憶<br />突然模糊的眼睛<br />最怕空氣突然安靜<br />最怕朋友突然的關心<br />最怕回憶突然翻滾絞痛著不平息<br />最怕突然聽到你的消息<br />最怕此生已經決定自己過<br />沒有你卻又突然聽到你的消息<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600093045630753581-1196274940519907853?l=memoriesoflastspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08072520067259806414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600093045630753581.post-71643265759513070972009-03-23T20:32:00.000+08:002009-03-23T20:36:52.279+08:00痛的记忆 成过去<br />不闻不问 不要紧<br />呵护着你 我愿意<br />伸手可及 挥不去<br />你何曾在意 我在你怀里 到天明<br />太天真 付出的爱不配幸福 敲过的门<br />我好笨 以为爱你就是 一世一生<br />我太天真 付出一切 只配 当作路过的人<br />我敷着伤痕 为何背叛淹没单纯<br />睁开眼 我的泪滴<br />哭着说 我没问题<br />你已忘了自己 何必在意证明<br />默默守候烟火散尽 爱不再逃避<br />太天真 爱的代价不问不分谁爱得深<br />我真的好笨 我爱的人不是爱我的人<br />我装天真 奋不顾身投奔忘了还有自尊<br />镜子在笑我 嘲弄结局过分残忍<br />我数着伤痕 背叛笑我 别太认真<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600093045630753581-7164326575951307097?l=memoriesoflastspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08072520067259806414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600093045630753581.post-8380457280362999112009-03-05T21:53:00.000+08:002009-03-12T17:34:02.928+08:00damn u<br />do u think tat u r supermen<br />or maybe can i say superass?<br />do u think tat treathen people is so fun?<br />or u never been treathen?<br />now..<br />its my turn to say something to u...<br />u don like her..<br />so why should u so angry when knowing she has partner?<br />do u think tat u r so good qualified tat she nid to accept u??<br />u make d mistake...<br />u oso make me feel embrassesed to u...<br />u didn't seem good anywhere...<br />u oso full of harsh words...<br /><br />tell u...<br />if u dare...<br />come from your place n find me...<br />if u dare u take dis risk...<br />i'll company u...<br />but don u ever think to go back safety or even lively...<br />wat u done to her or me...<br />i'll give back to u ten times....<br /><br />why should our earth have dis kind of people...<br />its just like rubbish...<br />only know how to talk violence.......<br />come on la...<br />take d books n read...<br />but maybe u r not educated...<br />so its not your fault...<br />maybe is your parent fault...<br />have u, dis kind of child...<br />pity them...<br />may god bless them won't passed away so early to have u dis kind of child^^<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600093045630753581-838045728036299911?l=memoriesoflastspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08072520067259806414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600093045630753581.post-27569789509668278712009-03-05T20:19:00.000+08:002009-03-12T17:30:27.827+08:003/2/2009<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />we meet for d first time tat we stay together for 9months...<br /><br /><br /><br />u did it...<br /><br /><br />as u had put my aeroplane for twice...<br /><br /><br />actually...<br /><br /><br /><br />before i meet u..<br /><br /><br /><br />i feel reli nervous...<br /><br /><br /><br />i dunno wat should i do...<br /><br /><br /><br />d day we meet...<br /><br /><br /><br />i think its only i'm shy<br /><br /><br /><br />we take picture n u kissed me on my cheek...<br /><br /><br /><br />well...<br /><br /><br /><br />it was quite happy...<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ykOCfwogvg/Sa_Ul2pAENI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iYEvZeACb-4/s1600-h/Image009.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309696232480837842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 205px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ykOCfwogvg/Sa_Ul2pAENI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iYEvZeACb-4/s320/Image009.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />we go for k...<br /><br /><br /><br />during d journey back home in d bus...<br /><br /><br /><br />u've say something...<br /><br /><br /><br />i know wat u mean...<br /><br /><br /><br />but we should apprecaite now...<br /><br /><br /><br />isn't?<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />thankz for your present too^^<br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ykOCfwogvg/Sa_UcRZWuNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/GNvVZMek-DI/s1600-h/DSC00076.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309696067864279250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4ykOCfwogvg/Sa_UcRZWuNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/GNvVZMek-DI/s320/DSC00076.jpg" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600093045630753581-2756978950966827871?l=memoriesoflastspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08072520067259806414noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5600093045630753581.post-26642878226484173002009-03-05T20:15:00.000+08:002009-03-05T20:19:22.312+08:00haha...<br />got my own blog jor...<br />kaka...<br />first of all...<br />nid to thankz to vv for doing dis blog to me^^<br />thankz ya...<br />haha...<br />muakz...[later beaten up by her fans]<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5600093045630753581-2664287822648417300?l=memoriesoflastspring.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08072520067259806414noreply@blogger.com0