His smile touches my soul.
Can't help falling in love with his smile.
Jang Geun Suk,
I am addicted to YOU! ( >333> )
Wednesday, December 29, 2010
The most beautiful smiling face :)
His smile melts my heart.
His smile touches my soul.
Can't help falling in love with his smile.
Jang Geun Suk,
I am addicted to YOU! ( >333> )
His smile touches my soul.
Can't help falling in love with his smile.
Jang Geun Suk,
I am addicted to YOU! ( >333> )
一度的开心透天 XD
看到这个，我痴傻了！
我依稀记得，
曾经有个朋友很开心地告诉我说他终于找到了master luca vadelsi(空手道套拳世界冠军)的facebook profile。
可master luca并没有接受他。
也就因为这一个不接受，倍加了master luca的神秘感。
身为空手道习武者的我自然很有兴趣一探究竟
我找到了他的面子簿，
确定是他本尊，不是有人意图假冒后，发了封信息给他。
事后，不用明说也懂了吧。
以上的照片就是结果。
不是习武者的你们自然觉得没什么，没痛没痒的
但对空手道习武者来说可是天渊之别了。
试幻想李忠伟，林丹，nicol david,
或某个你们非常之喜爱的明星加你为朋友，
你们的感受是怎样的呢？ XD
master luca,
thanks for accept & thanks for adding!
you are the ONE!
you are GREAT!
looking forward to have a nice chat with you
and begin our friendship!
PrEyiNg..... :DDD
我依稀记得，
曾经有个朋友很开心地告诉我说他终于找到了master luca vadelsi(空手道套拳世界冠军)的facebook profile。
可master luca并没有接受他。
也就因为这一个不接受，倍加了master luca的神秘感。
身为空手道习武者的我自然很有兴趣一探究竟
我找到了他的面子簿，
确定是他本尊，不是有人意图假冒后，发了封信息给他。
事后，不用明说也懂了吧。
以上的照片就是结果。
不是习武者的你们自然觉得没什么，没痛没痒的
但对空手道习武者来说可是天渊之别了。
试幻想李忠伟，林丹，nicol david,
或某个你们非常之喜爱的明星加你为朋友，
你们的感受是怎样的呢？ XD
master luca,
thanks for accept & thanks for adding!
you are the ONE!
you are GREAT!
looking forward to have a nice chat with you
and begin our friendship!
PrEyiNg..... :DDD
Friday, December 10, 2010
最后的最后，我们都懂得了...感慨！
懂得了...
美好的事物是经不起成长的
小时候拍照片很喜欢"V"的手势
傻傻的喊"yeah"
或者捣乱给别人做个兔子耳朵
大学了不好意思摆"V"的手势了
觉得好傻却又没什么新想法
局促不安不知道手放哪里好
于是懂得了...
成長
我们要开始戒掉很多习惯
而用来替代一时还没有找到
中学放学
浩浩荡荡一大群同学结伴骑车走路回家
聊天、飙车、大喊
为了多闹一会
绕点远路也甘愿
大学下了课
回宿舍的回宿舍
忙工作的去忙工作
谈恋爱的谈恋爱
于是懂得了...
嘲笑这个寂寞
嘲笑那个寂寞
其实现在自己才真正经历着寂寞
中学的时候很叛逆
遇到挫折和父母吵架就想离家出走
闯荡世界
大学了
遇到委屈、面对不公就想往家里跑
躲在妈妈怀里什么也不说
拍拍我的背就行
于是懂得了...
羽翼未丰的翅膀惦记着飞
展翅翱翔了却惦记着归
小时候什么事都喜欢争第一：
要第一个会写连笔字
第一个骑自行车上学......
大学后什么事都喜欢往中间跑：
不打头阵
不拖后腿
稳稳当当就好
于是懂得了...
前面争议大
后面是非多
平衡的地方还是祖宗留下来的中庸
中学写作文
第一段亮出观点
第二段用一长一短两个例子论证
最后一段总结升华、呼应全文
然后偷偷摸摸自娱自乐写一些个性飞扬的文字
大学后没限制了
憋得脸通红却什么都写不出来
反倒希望有个范例
于是懂得了...
四处喊着要宣扬个性的
往往是最没个性的
中学的时候只能穿校服
走到哪年龄大的就叫我妹妹
年龄小的就叫我姐姐
大学没校服
地铁上半老徐娘都管我叫大姐
初中生还喊我阿姨
还得硬着头皮答应
于是懂得了...
实质上
我们早就不是孩子了
中学的时候
能跑能跳都得憋着
能说会唱都得忍着
考试只考语数外史地政理化生
大家都是同一笼包子
看上去一样
大学里玩的就是素质
有特长就能独当一面
虽然进来的时候都是包子
但就看哪个包子褶儿多
哪个包子长得像汉堡、拼个性
于是懂得了...
就算自己哪哪都短
关键时刻还是得有一特长
小时候听过1999年世界末日、惊恐万分
现在我还好好的活着
大学了
2012的传言四起
想想1999的经历
我决定等2013太阳的升起
于是懂得了...
人们总是喜欢自己吓唬自己
而吓唬的方式没有任何新意
以前开学
自己包书皮
用到期末
每本书封面干干净净的
里面却密密麻麻黑压压全是笔记
大学以后
没有包过书皮
一个学期下来书没用几次
却把表面弄得又脏又皱
而里面干干净净和新的一样
于是懂得了...
对于有表有里的坚持
应该学学从前的自己
中学老师上课黑板书写错了或者讲错了
我们会提醒更正
大学上课老师弄错了
没人说话
一部分是不敢说
一部分是没什么可说
一部分是看笑话
还有一部分是根本不知道讲得是什么
于是懂得了...
童言无忌
即使沉默的原因有很多
中学的时候坚持不住了
想想考试之后就解放了
可以不穿校服、可以睡懒觉
苦点也有盼头
大学坚持不住了
想想毕业、就想到了找工作
想到了工作就想到了结婚
想到结婚就想到了房子、车子
年华老去
越想越不敢想
于是懂得了...
未来不仅是用来向往的
也是用来鞭策自己的
中学的时候给老师起外号
私下里同学都这么叫
大学了想给老师起外号
却发现根本不知道老师大号
于是懂得了...
有些幼稚的游戏已经玩不下去了
以前学习
一学期一本书
然后还要好好保管
考试前还要重新看
书里的内容多年后翻看
还会有回忆
大学之后
一学期一本书
用过之后就卖掉
想想自己学过的书是什么样封面
没有什么印象
于是懂得了...
有时候
重复让人踏实
新鲜反而让人无感
中学的时候
熬不住了就想再坚持一下
到时候考个大学上上就得了
大学了
看着自己的专业
看看以前的同学
出国的出国、奖学金的奖学金
然后开始骂自己
当初怎么不再多坚持一下
于是懂得了...
人的确有无限的潜力
如何以现状看从前
中学时候
上课偷摸看个青年文摘、当代歌坛
惬意的不得了
一边看着小说、一边提防着老师
看的也不亦乐乎
上了大学
偶然一次经过报亭
买了本青年文摘
给了老板三块
老板说三块五
我问什么时候涨了得?
老板说涨了有一年多了
我才发现..
大学之后再没买过青年文摘
于是懂得了...
是不是有些老友和快乐
我们慢慢忘记了?
于是，
最后的最后
我们都懂得了...
我们都长大了...
Sunday, December 5, 2010
海风，deep breath....
海风舒解了我紧绷不已的心情。
海风让我把连日来的执著放下。
哭成了猫咪眼，小丑鼻
却也让我把悲哀置于一边。
我最大的敌人是自己。
一直把自己牢牢地束缚着
像一只无法脱壳的金蟾
无法冲破自己给予自己的关卡
不要再那么执著，
要学会控制情绪了。
Without darkness,
Nothing come to birth.
As without light,
Nothing flowers!
Time to grow up gal!
Be strong for yourself and everyone that care and love you!
You are not alone,
facing the challenge.
Monday, November 1, 2010
美食趴趴走 :DDD
上了大学后，
兴趣有所改变。
我变得喜欢发掘各式各样的美食...yummy yummy...
要是那些还没尝过的
无一不令我垂涎三尺，吃的直吮手指！
（吃东西的时候不必顾形象。不然就什么东东都不比尝了。）
远近驰名的，颜色鲜艳的，昂贵的，
一律不放过！
我可不想对不起自己的五臟府 :)
（其实是一句话形容：贪吃！哈哈。)
价格廉宜的吃多些
价格较为昂贵的就吃一次就算。
至少可以饱饱口福嘛 :D
没听说过吗？“民以食为天”哪！
看看我尝过的美食吧，
不错的^o^
(我说:“相信我准没错！”
阿猫说：“真的吗？不会要了我的命吧？？呜呜呜”
@.@)
芝士咖哩鱼片饭...鱼片滑滑的入口即化，喜爱吃鱼的朋友别错过咯 :D
酸辣碎肉...在一间每日都人潮不断的泰国餐厅吃的...一个字，赞！
海鲜东炎汤...不赞不推荐！哈
芝士鱼片饭...KIM GARY，就是那里的佳肴 :)
ermmm...忘记什么名了，只知道好吃...嘻嘻...
最终推荐！双人份海鲜套餐！我的最爱 :D 不吃真会后悔。快到THE MANHATTAN FISH MARKET去尝咯！！
兴趣有所改变。
我变得喜欢发掘各式各样的美食...yummy yummy...
要是那些还没尝过的
无一不令我垂涎三尺，吃的直吮手指！
（吃东西的时候不必顾形象。不然就什么东东都不比尝了。）
远近驰名的，颜色鲜艳的，昂贵的，
一律不放过！
我可不想对不起自己的五臟府 :)
（其实是一句话形容：贪吃！哈哈。)
价格廉宜的吃多些
价格较为昂贵的就吃一次就算。
至少可以饱饱口福嘛 :D
没听说过吗？“民以食为天”哪！
看看我尝过的美食吧，
不错的^o^
(我说:“相信我准没错！”
阿猫说：“真的吗？不会要了我的命吧？？呜呜呜”
@.@)
芝士咖哩鱼片饭...鱼片滑滑的入口即化，喜爱吃鱼的朋友别错过咯 :D
酸辣碎肉...在一间每日都人潮不断的泰国餐厅吃的...一个字，赞！
海鲜东炎汤...不赞不推荐！哈
芝士鱼片饭...KIM GARY，就是那里的佳肴 :)
ermmm...忘记什么名了，只知道好吃...嘻嘻...
最终推荐！双人份海鲜套餐！我的最爱 :D 不吃真会后悔。快到THE MANHATTAN FISH MARKET去尝咯！！
Monday, October 18, 2010
搞怪路线？？！
hoHoHO~~~
我回来了！！！ :)
本想一回到家乡就更新部落格的
可却不知要写些什么题材
这次，左思右想，
就拿了回到老家首拍的一些‘照片’来分享分享...
真的是好久没‘煲戏’了，
甫踏入家门，
第一件事就是以箭般的速度翻找最近到底有舍好戏看
找出了古代名著‘西游记’
现在还在煲着呢 :DDD
第二件事传了封信息给‘远’在金宝的堂姐
通知她一声“我回来咯”方可干休
（目的是要她前来找我一同玩玩。自从我去了吉打升学后，我俩很久没好好聚聚了.. T>T)
再来就是到婆婆家去抱抱年事已高，但却还是对我倍加呵护，疼爱有加的婆婆。
星期日，
与‘远’来的堂姐和弟弟走走拍拍
拍了些搞怪照
走了搞怪路线？？！
一看便知晓 :)
我回来了！！！ :)
本想一回到家乡就更新部落格的
可却不知要写些什么题材
这次，左思右想，
就拿了回到老家首拍的一些‘照片’来分享分享...
真的是好久没‘煲戏’了，
甫踏入家门，
第一件事就是以箭般的速度翻找最近到底有舍好戏看
找出了古代名著‘西游记’
现在还在煲着呢 :DDD
第二件事传了封信息给‘远’在金宝的堂姐
通知她一声“我回来咯”方可干休
（目的是要她前来找我一同玩玩。自从我去了吉打升学后，我俩很久没好好聚聚了.. T>T)
再来就是到婆婆家去抱抱年事已高，但却还是对我倍加呵护，疼爱有加的婆婆。
星期日，
与‘远’来的堂姐和弟弟走走拍拍
拍了些搞怪照
走了搞怪路线？？！
一看便知晓 :)
Friday, October 1, 2010
一个字形容 --- messy!
Term 1 大考近在眼前
我的一切belongings只能用“乱”来形容。
样子呢？气色好吗？看看下图。
是啊，再过两个星期，我就自由了。
像展翅的小鸟，在广袤蔚蓝的天空飞翔。
我将回到属于我的小地方。
我将看见热情欢迎我回来的亲人。
是的，再过两周，我又是那个原来的我了。
我的一切belongings只能用“乱”来形容。
样子呢？气色好吗？看看下图。
是啊，再过两个星期，我就自由了。
像展翅的小鸟，在广袤蔚蓝的天空飞翔。
我将回到属于我的小地方。
我将看见热情欢迎我回来的亲人。
是的，再过两周，我又是那个原来的我了。
Saturday, September 25, 2010
If u are in a relationship,marriage o none,read tis.U WILL KNOW WHAT HAPPEN AT THE END!!!
When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I've got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.
Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly.
She didn't seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why?
I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Jane. I didn't love her anymore. I just pitied her!
With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company.
She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Jane so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.
The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn't have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Jane.
When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.
In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn't want anything from me, but needed a month's notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month's time and she didn't want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.
This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day.
She requested that every day for the month's duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.
I told Jane about my wife's divorce conditions. . She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully.
My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mommy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don't tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside
the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.
On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn't looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.
On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me.
On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn't tell Jane about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.
She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily.
Suddenly it hit me... she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head.
Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it's time to carry mom out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.
But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn't noticed that our life lacked intimacy.
I drove to office.... jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind...I walked upstairs. Jane opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Jane, I do not want the divorce anymore.
She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Jane, I said, I won't divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn't value the details of our lives, not because we didn't love each other anymore. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart.
Jane seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away.
At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I'll carry you out every morning until death do us apart.
That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed - dead.
My wife had been fighting CANCER for months and I was so busy with Jane to even notice. She knew that she would die soon and she wanted to save me from the whatever negative reaction from our son, in case we push thru with the divorce.-- At least, in the eyes of our son--- I'm a loving husband....
The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves. So find time to be your spouse's friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage!
If you don't share this, nothing will happen to you.
If you do, you just might save a marriage.
Many of life's failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up.
A CHRIST-CENTERED MARRIAGE IS A MARRIAGE THAT IS SURE TO LAST A LIFETIME.
So then, they are no longer two but one flesh. Therefore what God has joined together, let not man separate. Matthew 19:6.
Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly.
She didn't seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why?
I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Jane. I didn't love her anymore. I just pitied her!
With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company.
She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Jane so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.
The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn't have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Jane.
When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.
In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn't want anything from me, but needed a month's notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month's time and she didn't want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.
This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day.
She requested that every day for the month's duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.
I told Jane about my wife's divorce conditions. . She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully.
My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mommy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don't tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside
the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.
On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn't looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.
On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me.
On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn't tell Jane about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.
She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily.
Suddenly it hit me... she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head.
Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it's time to carry mom out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.
But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn't noticed that our life lacked intimacy.
I drove to office.... jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind...I walked upstairs. Jane opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Jane, I do not want the divorce anymore.
She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Jane, I said, I won't divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn't value the details of our lives, not because we didn't love each other anymore. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart.
Jane seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away.
At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I'll carry you out every morning until death do us apart.
That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed - dead.
My wife had been fighting CANCER for months and I was so busy with Jane to even notice. She knew that she would die soon and she wanted to save me from the whatever negative reaction from our son, in case we push thru with the divorce.-- At least, in the eyes of our son--- I'm a loving husband....
The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves. So find time to be your spouse's friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage!
If you don't share this, nothing will happen to you.
If you do, you just might save a marriage.
Many of life's failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up.
A CHRIST-CENTERED MARRIAGE IS A MARRIAGE THAT IS SURE TO LAST A LIFETIME.
So then, they are no longer two but one flesh. Therefore what God has joined together, let not man separate. Matthew 19:6.
Friday, September 24, 2010
把梦藏在心里，带着目标上路
目标是一盏明灯，照亮了属于你的生命
目标是一个路牌，在迷路时为你指明方向
目标是一方罗盘，给你导引人生的航向
目标是一支火把，它能燃烧每个人的潜能，牵引着你飞向梦想的天空。
罗曼·罗兰说：“人生最可怕的敌人，就是没有明确的目标。”
的确，目标是你追求的梦想，目标是成功的希望。
失去了目标，你便失去了方向，失去了一切。
直到如今，我终于有了一个明确的方向。
昨天贸贸然要我们细心填下的ｍｅｎｔｏｒ－ｍｅｎｔｅｅ纸
还有今天的ｂｌｏｏｄ ｇｒｏｕｐｉｎｇ实验，
我清楚地知道自己要的是什么
不想大声地说出来
只想默默地把梦想与目标拉近
努力的作出改变
要自己不要再像高中时期临时抱佛脚了
我不要遗憾！
从今天开始，我决定
把梦藏在心里，带着目标上路。
Wednesday, September 1, 2010
AIMST Merdeka Celebration...国庆日庆典 :-)
Merahmu bara semangat waja,
Putihmu bersih budi pekerti,
Kuning berdaulat payung negara,
Biru perpaduan kami semua... :-)
Merdeka! Merdeka! Merdeka!
恭喜恭喜！马来西亚，你又长大一岁了！
冀你在即将到来的一百年内也会屹立不倒（那我可就欣慰了...huh~）
你已年过半百了，要成熟点了...
（领袖们不要为了争权夺利而掀起一幕又一幕的骂战，看得我都快累了。
领袖们不要为了kopi钱而放任罪犯，气得我直跺脚。
不是说1 Malaysia还有2020年宏远吗？
你们要做的是把三大民族团结起来，走向康庄大道！）
老实说，我的爱国之心并不强
在老家时（安顺---平安大顺），
我也从来没参加过什么倒数活动（除非是学校举办的，不出席不行@.@）
我真的倒是宁愿躲在温暖的被窝里睡觉，坐在柔软的沙发上看书 =.=
但今年的国庆庆典我却奇迹般地出席了
地点在我现属的大学。
起初我是对此活动没什么期待。
担当我听到大学负责人非常重视此活动后，
我才打算去开开眼界。
但总算没后悔，
因为我已经好久没有这样的松松筋骨，
好久没有那么high High HIgh HIGh HIGH了（兴奋兴奋~）
这里我要简单地借用图片介绍一下AIMST隆重的国庆日庆典 :-)
AIMST在Clock Tower那里简单地搭起了一个小舞台
下午六时三十分，设有一摊摊的摊位买些食物（还蛮可口的...yummy yummy...）
直到晚上八点三十分，庆典正式开始
节目可精彩了
其中当然免不了载歌载舞咯
看到个个艳如桃李的女生和英俊帅气的男生（有些而已@.@)在台上扭腰摆臀，搔首弄姿
你真会猜想不到他们个个可大有来头
她们每个都是来自专业的科系---医学系啦，药剂系啦，牙医系啦，护理系等等。
拥有聪慧头脑的当儿，也有适当的娱乐，这是我最佩服不过了！
我最喜欢的节目却是Mr and Ms 1 Malaysia选拔赛
一个又一个的couple真是让人眼前一亮
当中有好几个可是货真价实的情侣哦！
他们各自穿着漂亮的传统服走cat walk后
就宣布进入六强的参赛者了。
六强必须完美无缺地回答司仪的问题
然后再根据他们回答的技巧和大方的态度选出冠军！
（有点像香港小姐选美比赛 =.=）
接近十二时时，有各个科系游行比赛！
PHARMACIST队伍的了冠军，开心死他们了...
five,four,three,two,one!
Merdeka!Merdeka!Merdeka!
漆黑的天空出现了五彩缤纷的烟花，赏心悦目极了！
再来就是AIMST Vice Chancellor和merdeka babies一起切蛋糕。
大伙儿一同唱生日歌
三大民族和谐地参在一起
温馨极了！
最后就是street dance啦！
大家真的是很疯狂啊
最令人惊讶的是平时严肃的负责人竟与我们一起跳起street dance！
看到这场面，我很开心，
因为我一直都很期待大家能融在一起，不分身份地位。
这位白衣的先生就是负责人啦 :D
好啦，时间不早了，我也该停笔会周公了。
各位晚安 :-D)))
Friday, August 27, 2010
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