tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310297322011-09-09T20:20:34.646+08:00leave some comments when u visit-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.comBlogger2371100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-69385075024129162442010-12-13T11:10:00.001+08:002010-12-13T11:10:39.059+08:00<object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uThiNYcWDF0?fs=1&amp;hl=en_US"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uThiNYcWDF0?fs=1&amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-6938507502412916244?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-47456011695825021552010-12-10T14:20:00.002+08:002010-12-10T14:48:09.647+08:00亲爱的日记，<div><br /></div><div>最近心情好矛盾哦，表面上好像过得还算写意，</div><div>每天睡到十点，和老公哈拉，看看偶像剧，听听好音乐，</div><div>但其实，除了听音乐的时候会默默地跌入某个思绪以外，</div><div>好像越来越觉得，我不停的看戏，看综艺节目，是另一种麻醉自己的举动。</div><div>唯有在不间断的看戏的当儿，我才不会再无可自拔的想。</div><div><br /></div><div>我不想放弃好歌，但是有时候听音乐时，会被音乐带动，</div><div>让自己跌入非常痛苦的情境，歌词会，曲子也会。</div><div><br /></div><div>其实，这不是第一次发生的事。</div><div>就好像，突然意识到自己将要被取代，别人似乎不再那么需要自己的时候，</div><div>感觉就特别强烈。</div><div>我知道，那是因为太在乎，太在乎，太在乎，</div><div>在乎到一个程度就是，当在乎的人忽然不再和我交流，</div><div>我就会被掏空，然后只剩空壳。</div><div><br /></div><div>小女宝贝刚开始谈恋爱，我就是因为太在乎，太害怕她受伤害，</div><div>以致应该给了她很大的压力，然后我有做调整，当然她也改变了，</div><div>变得比较懂得什么是平等的爱，懂得什么是爱的权利，</div><div>而我，就学习怎么放开，怎么轻松看待，</div><div>时间果然是可以治疗任何破碎心灵的。</div><div><br /></div><div>最近，这种心情又席卷而来，</div><div>那是因为小男宝贝和女朋友求婚了。</div><div>就好像，一直是小男孩的宝贝在一隙间长大了，</div><div>因为没有生活在一起的关系，我错过了他成长的过程，</div><div>才会一时反应不过来。</div><div><br /></div><div>很开心他长大成为一个有担当的男人，</div><div>每一个女孩，都是父母最珍贵的宝贝，</div><div>父母非常小心翼翼的，把一个女孩子呵护着，让她不受任何伤害地长大，</div><div>自己的妹妹我不希望让人给伤害，当然，我也希望别人家的宝贝，</div><div>也可以在我们家快乐的生活在一起。</div><div><br /></div><div>我也应该换个角度，这其实不是脱离的痛，而是。。。</div><div>凝聚的快乐。</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-4745601169582502155?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-56589918009133962782010-12-02T14:12:00.002+08:002010-12-02T14:27:43.203+08:00亲爱的日记，<div><br /></div><div>你寂寞吗？是不是觉得自己是多余的？别这样，我偶尔心血来潮，还是会来看你的。</div><div><br /></div><div>其实，标题说明一切。</div><div>自从澳洲回来之后的这一个半月，我过的，是糜烂的生活。</div><div>现在回想，还真不知道自己每一天是怎么过来的。</div><div>好像就是在重复着，一天一天的行程。</div><div><br /></div><div>但是庆幸的是，我并没有行尸走肉般的过，</div><div>这次，我是快乐的，开心的，做我享受的事。</div><div><br /></div><div>继续偶像剧，</div><div>继续好音乐，</div><div>继续固定地运动着，</div><div>当然，也继续美食着。</div><div><br /></div><div>其实，会荒废这里，是因为我把心情，大多数都发表在脸书，和围脖上了。</div><div>这里就反而冷清，但是并不是最冷清的，还有一个呢。</div><div>得赶紧上去也给它一点温暖了。</div><div><br /></div><div>那边比较私人的，就连我自己，不想面对自己内心时，都是闲人免进的。</div><div>应该杂草丛生了吧。</div><div><br /></div><div>进入12月，实在是难掩心中的轻松，毕竟是耶诞将至。那，就继续好心情吧。</div><div>拜托，一切不好和我不喜欢的东西，肮脏，妖魔，鬼怪，休休休~~~</div><div>离我爱，和爱我的人远一点，也离我远一点。</div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-5658991800913396278?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-34259710584366941862010-10-02T18:57:00.004+08:002010-10-02T19:22:55.291+08:00亲爱的日记，<div><br /></div><div>今天难得澔休假，本打算带我坐船到悉尼城市去走一走。我还很向往的说。</div><div>但是早上的时候，公司有一台机器出了小问题，结果被一个senior 给召了回去。</div><div>但是其实也不是一件坏事，我想看看他工作的环境许久了，</div><div>苦等不到机会，都已经在这公司工作了不下8年的时间，</div><div>就是没有机会让我进去看一看。</div><div>今天终于等到了，原来澳洲的工厂不像新加坡那样严格，是可以自由进出的。</div><div>结果，就得到了这个画面。。。</div><div><br /></div><div><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/TKcRbuh4ncI/AAAAAAAAAoc/-Z0Uuklwy9g/s400/IMG_0555.jpg" /></div><div><br /></div><div>是不是很认真？哈哈，好像特别帅，特别有魅力，不是吗？</div><div>胜于任何的旅游胜地。</div><div>然后，他的朋友就驾车带我们到悉尼必去的地方。。。 就是。。。</div><div>噢普腊屋啦。。。 Sydney Opera House. </div><div>我必须去朝圣一下的，哈哈。</div><div> </div><div>然后就去达令海港。。。 Darling Habour. </div><div>但是今天天不作美，下了一整天的雨。。。 </div><div>所有的照片将后补，现在先看一看我去朝圣的地方。。。</div><div><br /></div><div><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/TKcUUZ_Rm-I/AAAAAAAAAok/ABNm80bGZTM/s400/DSC00562.JPG" /></div><div><br /></div><div>之后就到澔的老板的家吃炒虾面，好吃。</div><div>中餐也是老板请客，到香港茶餐厅吃点心，</div><div>到sydney market 去绕了一圈，试吃了一些水果，超甜的。</div><div><br /></div><div>吃完晚餐，澔的公司那架闹脾气的机器，又闹脾气了。。。 </div><div>结果他就和senior 回公司继续努力了。。。 加油！！！ </div><div><br /></div><div>这样就一天啦，很开心，但是脚走到。。。。 超累的，</div><div>事关太久没有走路了，快变得脚残了。</div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-3425971058436694186?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-40368714280606044242010-10-01T13:09:00.005+08:002010-10-01T13:14:38.135+08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/TKVt-7Z8QfI/AAAAAAAAAoU/cuvEfw7RV5s/s1600/IMG_0552.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/TKVt-7Z8QfI/AAAAAAAAAoU/cuvEfw7RV5s/s400/IMG_0552.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522941445905596914" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/TKVt2fyniII/AAAAAAAAAoM/iK3f_tcY8rE/s1600/IMG_0553.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/TKVt2fyniII/AAAAAAAAAoM/iK3f_tcY8rE/s400/IMG_0553.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522941301053950082" /></a><br /><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>亲爱的日记，</div><div><div><br /></div><div>这是我在悉尼落脚的地方，澔住了将近两个月的地方。</div><div>原来有一个很迷人的景色，他还说早上5点左右会看得到日出，</div><div>找一天，一定要早上5点起来看日出。。。 </div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-4036871428060604424?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-24956160468998628872010-09-29T22:51:00.000+08:002010-09-29T22:52:30.635+08:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 宋体, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; ">今天感觉很幸福。我不是一个很在乎生日的人，但是收到礼物毕竟是开心的事。<div style="font-family: 宋体, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5; ">而且是从一个很崇拜，很敬仰的大师手上接过祝福。</div><div style="font-family: 宋体, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5; ">还有一个今天才认识的人，也不吝啬地给了我他从香港带回来的祝福。</div><div style="font-family: 宋体, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5; "><br /></div><div style="font-family: 宋体, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5; ">还有蛋糕，寿桃等等。。。 什么时候是上一次的庆祝，我得认真地想一想。</div><div style="font-family: 宋体, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5; ">好像是好久以前了吧，生日每次都是和家人在一起，在家切切蛋糕，很例行公事般的。</div><div style="font-family: 宋体, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5; "><br /></div><div style="font-family: 宋体, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5; ">但是这一次不一样，所以才感觉不一样。</div><div style="font-family: 宋体, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5; ">不一样的人，不一样的地方，不一样的方式。</div><div style="font-family: 宋体, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5; "><br /></div><div style="font-family: 宋体, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5; ">我今天的确很感动，谢谢大家那么在乎我，天晓得我多么需要别人的重视。</div><div style="font-family: 宋体, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5; ">表面感觉不在乎，但是内心温暖得很。</div><div style="font-family: 宋体, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5; "><br /></div><div style="font-family: 宋体, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5; ">谢谢，我过了一个最最最幸福的生日，严格说来，是明天，但是，</div><div style="font-family: 宋体, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5; ">今天好快乐。 </div><div style="font-family: 宋体, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5; "><br /></div><div style="font-family: 宋体, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5; ">明天早上的飞机，飞往悉尼，就要看见久违了的老公，也是很开心的事。</div><div style="font-family: 宋体, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5; ">已经在脑海里不断的彩排明天见到面的情况，</div><div style="font-family: 宋体, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5; ">迎接的方式，给他大大的一个拥抱好不好。</div><div style="font-family: 宋体, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5; "><br /></div><div style="font-family: 宋体, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5; ">但是每一次都没有实现这个梦想，老公是一个在大庭广众很拘谨的人，</div><div style="font-family: 宋体, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5; ">给他一个拥抱，应该会吓到他吧，更别说是吻了，他应该会晕倒。。。 哈哈。</div><div style="font-family: 宋体, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5; ">但是还是很期待啦，一个难得的长假，是充电的好机会。</div><div style="font-family: 宋体, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5; ">我会好好的享受这次的旅行。</div><div style="font-family: 宋体, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5; ">应该在旅行的期间，会有机会上来写写心情。</div><div style="font-family: 宋体, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5; "><br /></div><div style="font-family: 宋体, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 1.5; ">~微笑着进入梦乡~ </div><div><br /></div></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-2495616046899862887?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-47250669841561754372010-09-24T23:53:00.003+08:002010-09-24T23:57:05.722+08:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 宋体; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(70, 70, 70); line-height: 21px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" >是不是有一些人，很久都没有联络，他们并不是你很想保持联系的人，但是血缘让你们不得不一辈子都有关系。</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >很久很久都没有联络，久得让你已经忘记了他们的坏，忘记了你不联系的原因。</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >有一天，忽然出现在你的门口，脑中闪过的，都是以前的回忆，</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >原来时间真的不能够让你恨一个人少一点，</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >原来伤口并不会因为时间而愈合，</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >只是像一颗定时炸弹般，隐藏在你身体里某个角落，</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >然后等着那个将它引爆的人。</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >伤口裂开的时候，是你痛苦呢？还是他痛苦？</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >当他还是用一贯的态度的时候，你知道，再多的期盼，都是枉费的。</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >当你知道他在这很久很久没有联络的日子里，都没有成长的时候，</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >再多的唇舌都是浪费力气。</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >以前小辈得尊敬长辈，但是小辈也有长大的一天，</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >当一个长辈不会成长，那小辈肯定有一天，是拥有发言权的那方。</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >你说是不是？</span></div></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-4725066984156175437?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-62808262067845700522010-09-23T22:15:00.002+08:002010-09-23T22:25:58.619+08:00亲爱的日记，<div><br /></div><div>我有一个学生，态度是很吊儿郎当的，喜欢作弄小他十岁的弟弟。</div><div>弟弟超可爱，就是那种人见人爱的型。</div><div>哥哥喜欢作弄弟弟，弟弟很容易生气，所以每每都被哥哥弄得大哭和无奈。 </div><div><br /></div><div>今天弟弟上课的时候，又耍脾气了，情绪化得不行。</div><div>我拿他没有办法，妈妈就在身边，我也不好意思骂他，就交给妈妈去处理。</div><div><br /></div><div>今天小家伙的脾气可不小，妈妈真的也没有办法就拿了藤鞭来对付，</div><div>小家伙哭得厉害，妈妈也凶得很。</div><div><br /></div><div>好，以上是状况，我想分享的是，温柔的哥哥。</div><div>哥哥竟然去救弟弟耶，</div><div>把弟弟抱在怀中呵护，替他洗脸，让他喝水。。。</div><div>然后，再陪她上完我的钢琴课，一步都没有离开过弟弟。</div><div>很感动不是吗？哥哥14岁，弟弟4岁。</div><div>哥哥看起来粗枝大叶的，原来有一颗温暖的心。</div><div>我一向都知道他敏感，细心，感情丰富，但是真的不知道他可以到这种地步。</div><div><br /></div><div>小孩的手足情，确实让我感动。</div><div>他~让我另眼相看。 </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-6280826206784570052?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-62234567765094290222010-09-15T00:48:00.002+08:002010-09-15T01:03:06.866+08:00<span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">亲爱的，</span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">你不在身边的这段日子，</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">我被迫长大，被迫独立，那一点都不好玩。</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">平时对你的工具一无所知的我，</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">已经不下一次，翻橱倒柜地寻找铁线，钳子等。</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">要是你在的话，我只需要一句话。</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">我还披头散发地在找一些和我抓迷藏的东西，</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">要是你在的话，你一定不肯放过任何缝隙地帮我找。</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">在深夜里，打翻豆奶，一个人真的慌惨了，</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">拖把，湿纸巾，纸巾，全出动地帮我寻找粘粘的痕迹。</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">一个人在家，连微笑都觉得乏味，</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">一个人在家，连电灯都觉得多余，</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">我想，我已经无法自拔地依赖着你。</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">愚鱼</span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-6223456776509429022?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-48664348750738625412010-09-02T17:53:00.002+08:002010-09-02T18:20:10.207+08:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">亲爱的日记，</span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">今天终于可以松一口气了。真的是太久太久，太久没上来了。</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">别说我没有压力，只是我善于隐藏，好吗？</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">连我都慌，那学生怎么办？</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">现在他们终于考完了，我整个人是虚脱的。</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">终于可以好好的期待，我悠长假期的到来。</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">也是和老公团聚的日子。</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">我好矛盾，怎么一点都亢奋不起来？</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">心情怎么这样？</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">这几天的我，喜欢呆在家，喜欢一个人驾着车，</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">把音响开得好大声，播放着一些非常伤感的歌曲。</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">喜欢空着的肚子，喜欢夜晚，喜欢发呆，和哭。</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">因该是荷尔蒙在作祟。</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">因为我想不到任何理由，任何原因，</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">我会这样。</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">我很努力地在想，我怎么了？也很努力地，</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">不让自己的心情影响别人，我善于掩饰。</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">躺在医院的床上，心情一直跌，一直跌，一直跌，</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">好像跌到一个很黑暗的地狱，然后感觉空气中的冰冷，</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">冰冷到已经感觉不到自己的脑袋的程度。</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">我想我</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">疯了 </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">特别选了一首快歌，简单又活泼的歌，来承托我这篇乱七八糟的东西</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">它让我感觉，我还存在。</span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-4866434875073862541?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-70705596838529595462010-08-23T22:57:00.005+08:002010-08-23T23:02:48.452+08:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; ">Dear diary,</span></div><div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">I got myself a new companion.</span></span></div><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/THKMioO3nxI/AAAAAAAAAn0/roS7hhA3HGI/s400/003.JPG" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508619820770762514" /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-7070559683852959546?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-51050215119516340332010-08-21T00:06:00.002+08:002010-08-21T00:14:38.052+08:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">亲爱的日记，</span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">原谅我把你搁置那么久，我有太多的情绪，混乱和吵杂得很。</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">澔去了澳洲工作，好无奈。</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">父母亲的探访，好开心。</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">《雨季》一场音乐会，好感动。</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">筹备着一段澳洲三处走透透，好兴奋。</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">仅仅四句简单的句子，解释了为什么那么久没有写博客，带过了那么长的时间里的生活，好懒惰。</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">笨鱼 </span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-5105021511951634033?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-74427264091479012062010-06-21T14:49:00.007+08:002010-06-21T14:55:51.515+08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/TB8MFRaNJWI/AAAAAAAAAns/eH7SNjCNYHU/s1600/003.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/TB8MFRaNJWI/AAAAAAAAAns/eH7SNjCNYHU/s400/003.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485116155872748898" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><b>难得，i don't have to work on a Sunday, so,</b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><b>we decided to clear out the mess under our bed. </b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><b>and see what i found? my old mobile... </b></span></div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/TB8L6q4uDeI/AAAAAAAAAnk/TM0S58oWK6A/s1600/005.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 319px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/TB8L6q4uDeI/AAAAAAAAAnk/TM0S58oWK6A/s400/005.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485115973733060066" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">以下是我们俩的造型。</span></b></div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/TB8LtOjWX1I/AAAAAAAAAnc/eMHNwDTMdoU/s1600/006.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 319px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/TB8LtOjWX1I/AAAAAAAAAnc/eMHNwDTMdoU/s400/006.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485115742788935506" /></a><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/TB8LtOjWX1I/AAAAAAAAAnc/eMHNwDTMdoU/s1600/006.JPG"></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><u><br /></u></span><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/TB8Llh7vFBI/AAAAAAAAAnU/rluuMYDmdKg/s1600/007.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 319px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/TB8Llh7vFBI/AAAAAAAAAnU/rluuMYDmdKg/s400/007.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485115610552538130" /></a><br /></div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-7442726409147901206?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-48122030642896919542010-05-16T18:38:00.003+08:002010-05-16T22:12:26.495+08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/S-_77jg4auI/AAAAAAAAAnA/L91puJ5kCeU/s1600/003.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/S-_77jg4auI/AAAAAAAAAnA/L91puJ5kCeU/s400/003.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471869072842451682" /></a><br /><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: small; "><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: small; ">I went travelling, and guess what?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">my luggage was bitten by the shark!!</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">***</span></span></div><div><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/S-_Leta9sfI/AAAAAAAAAmo/86kdp7Gw6Sc/s1600/photo-794926.jpg"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/S-_Leta9sfI/AAAAAAAAAmo/86kdp7Gw6Sc/s320/photo-794926.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471815800727646706" /></a></p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Got a big friend for my angel,</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">His name is 晴天娃娃，a.k.a delo-delo bozi,</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Today is his off day, cos as you can see, it's raining madly outside.<br /></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">***</span></span></div><div><br /></div><div><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/S-_7k904YcI/AAAAAAAAAm4/GlSONxPwjlE/s400/010.JPG" /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Went beads shopping today, </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">plz call me a pro in angel-making. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">yes, i only make angel. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">***</span></span></div><div><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-4812203064289691954?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-36708184219377728912010-05-09T21:19:00.013+08:002010-05-10T01:15:15.621+08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/S-a4YPAzrmI/AAAAAAAAAmg/tV03EZhsi-k/s1600/001.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469261523974336098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/S-a4YPAzrmI/AAAAAAAAAmg/tV03EZhsi-k/s400/001.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 />Snowy ~ the ionizer<div><br /></div><div>***<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/S-a2kJBcM-I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/_I9qyPKP_Tc/s1600/post-371609-1268373675_thumb.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469259529501553634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/S-a2kJBcM-I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/_I9qyPKP_Tc/s400/post-371609-1268373675_thumb.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><br /></div><br /><br /><p align="left"></p><br /><br /><p align="left"></p><br /><br /><p align="left"></p><br /><br /><p align="left"></p><br />Rolly ~ the massager<br /><p>***</p><p>Dear dairy, </p><p>I am mad happy, and satisfied with life (at the moment).</p><p>cos i got new toys, just to spike up my life a little.</p><p></p></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-3670818421937772891?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-35458083359168396012010-04-27T11:42:00.004+08:002010-04-27T12:26:13.322+08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/S9Zdb3Ji4fI/AAAAAAAAAmI/DEi3hs9o-Oo/s1600/4bb2a0db8423d.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 277px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/S9Zdb3Ji4fI/AAAAAAAAAmI/DEi3hs9o-Oo/s400/4bb2a0db8423d.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464657931102511602" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">《初恋红豆冰》电影海报</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">***</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">亲爱的日记，</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">上个星期天去看了《初恋红豆冰》</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">今天迟了两天才上来，是因为感冒了，</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">辛苦得连碰电脑也不愿意。</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">《初恋》是马来西亚一位歌手，阿牛，导的，</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">从以前就很喜欢阿牛写的歌，</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">虽然很草根，但是就是有能力写出一些，</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">被都市社群忘却了的感觉。</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">就冲着再一次被感动的机会，</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">我决定一定要去支持一下。</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">果然很马来西亚，连讲话发音，也很道地，</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">很朴素，很乡村，很宁静。</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">但其实感动的部分只占了小小的百分比，</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">幽默比较多吧，</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">看了之后，好像去支持的成分比较多了，</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">毕竟是第一部马来西亚华人歌手，团结起来的作品。</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">是很难得的。</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">里头有一首歌我也很喜欢。</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">以下是分享。</span></div><div><br /></div><div><object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZniemhmWavY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZniemhmWavY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object></div><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-3545808335916839601?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-16805658620587614802010-04-22T22:18:00.002+08:002010-04-22T22:36:15.985+08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/S9Ba4h6BspI/AAAAAAAAAmA/sXrPVv0D898/s1600/UK-storms-001.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/S9Ba4h6BspI/AAAAAAAAAmA/sXrPVv0D898/s400/UK-storms-001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462966275221336722" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">***</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">亲爱的日记，</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">今天我要说梦，一个出现不止一次的梦，</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">不是很困扰我，但是却是一个令我害怕，但又蛮温馨的梦。</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">梦中的我是出现在一个蛮乡下的地方，</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">但是不管我多么努力地想，</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">就是不记得那是哪里。</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">天空下着大雨，那是梦的前半段，</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">雨停了，但是却淹水，水淹得很深，</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">深得让我觉得那是海洋。。。</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">水上漂浮着板块，我们（老公和家人）都必须在板块上步行，</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">才回得了家。</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">我很害怕，走得战战兢兢，没有人可以站在身旁扶我，</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">我想就干脆跳下那深得像海洋的水，游着回家。</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">但是我很害怕，因为梦里的我想到，我不会‘站水’，</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">我一定会下沉的。</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">***</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">我叙说得很乱，因为那是梦，</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">我在梦里，在现实，都觉得那个梦是温馨的，</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">但是我实在是想不起细节了。</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">***</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">梦里，有很多人在帮我开路，</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">说了觉得滑稽，在水上，3片板块宽的‘路’上，</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">又怎么会‘开得了路呢？’</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">但是就是觉得有人很热心的，把轮椅推开，</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">让我经过。</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">***</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">对不起，写到这里，我自己也觉得怪怪的。</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">但是这的确是我梦过不止一次的梦。</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">到底是什么意思？</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">是我潜意识里的烦恼，还是潜意识里的欢乐？</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">=完=</span></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-1680565862058761480?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-12078156860778044942010-04-18T22:57:00.004+08:002010-04-19T12:08:44.477+08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/S8sj1nuzqnI/AAAAAAAAAl4/vV6vDcMv7L4/s1600/9272058.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/S8sj1nuzqnI/AAAAAAAAAl4/vV6vDcMv7L4/s400/9272058.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461498377222204018" /></a><br /><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>亲爱的日记，<div><br /></div><div>在朋友那儿听说，以前的一位同事，</div><div>放弃了在新加坡教琴的日子，去了纽西兰过农田里的生活，</div><div>是玩facebook 玩上了瘾吗？</div><div>妈妈米亚，太让我佩服了。</div><div>还说是去采苹果。 生活应该很自在和享受吧。</div><div><br /></div><div>真佩服这种人，佩服他们有改变的勇气，</div><div>我也是想改变啊，但是没有勇气，呵呵。</div><div><br /></div><div>还有一个星期，这个星期我一定得过得开开心心的，</div><div>因为下个星期有好玩的，</div><div>我要上船鲁~~~~</div><div>好不容易才决定的，3天2夜，处女星号，去热浪岛。。。</div><div><br /></div><div>澔和我都很喜欢海洋，也很喜欢鱼，也很喜欢船。。。</div><div>当然会向往这次的旅行咯，开心~~~</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-1207815686077804494?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-55534170498243992522010-04-11T01:15:00.006+08:002010-04-11T01:46:57.003+08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/S8C5RvhRiFI/AAAAAAAAAlw/2jk6Iq9mYLI/s1600/13401-189532.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/S8C5RvhRiFI/AAAAAAAAAlw/2jk6Iq9mYLI/s400/13401-189532.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458566462837983314" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/S8CyjRy9OhI/AAAAAAAAAlY/ZeP88JsCz3I/s1600/13401-189532.jpg"></a><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">黄家正~ 香港音乐神童</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">***</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">亲爱的日记，</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">看了KJ的音乐人生，让我想了很多，</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">让我又开始弹琴，</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">看后的心情是澎湃的，久久不能平静下来，</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">看后我其实是感觉痛苦的，但是是痛苦的感动。</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">一个从小就被大家肯定，没有失败过的小孩，</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">被父亲带着去欧洲巡回演出和比赛，</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">是什么样的心情？ </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">大人们想赢的心态，小孩懂得多少？</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">他只是一个非常热爱音乐的小孩，</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">他表演，比赛，为的时让大家听到他内心对音乐的看法，</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">而不是为了胜利。</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">所以他痛苦，但是因为年纪还小的缘故，</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">他不了解，他的痛苦其实是丑陋的社会带给他的。</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">最长问自己的是，‘为什么有人？’ ‘人是那么的不完美！’</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">当年，他十一岁。</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">现在他十七岁，明白得太多了，</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">记者问他最想要什么，他的答案是。。。 </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">‘I want to be a human being, just a human being' </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">经过两年的迷失，渐渐地再找回自己，</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">以前的自大，骄傲，还在，但是却是以另一种方式在呈现。</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">电影已最平实的手法拍摄，拍了将近6年，是很值得收藏的一部电影。</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">***</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">看完电影，一个人走在几乎平静的vivocity （因为已经十一点多），</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">平静但是又凌乱的VIVO，</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">‘人’ 留下来的痕迹，</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">‘人’ 在收拾残局，</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">然后再等待明天‘人’ 再次降临，</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">然后，热闹，混乱，吵杂，离去，凌乱，收拾。。。。。 </span></span></div><div><br /></div><div><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/S8C4tHYF5OI/AAAAAAAAAlg/QShzg6zF9Sw/s400/011.JPG" /> <img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/S8C5BUQARFI/AAAAAAAAAlo/224FWzImoQ8/s400/012.JPG" /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-5553417049824399252?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-36627864539613167472010-04-09T18:20:00.002+08:002010-04-09T18:25:09.803+08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/S77_oQBv0WI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/Ovha6intTfo/s1600/img9957.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 146px; height: 218px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/S77_oQBv0WI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/Ovha6intTfo/s400/img9957.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458080865381765474" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Dear Dairy, </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">我要去看电影了，一个人的电影会不一样吗？</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">希望是一部好电影，看了它的预告片，</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">还不错的。</span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-3662786453961316747?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-36822898322486997452010-03-30T10:35:00.002+08:002010-03-30T19:15:04.383+08:00<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/S7Fjtkm1TyI/AAAAAAAAAlI/wEfuEnTZdKU/s1600/8986baeeea69317889197fa9e6dd5af4-798031.jpg"><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/S7Fjtkm1TyI/AAAAAAAAAlI/wEfuEnTZdKU/s320/8986baeeea69317889197fa9e6dd5af4-798031.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454250258294198050" /></a></p><p class="mobile-photo"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;">Flowers from Haw</span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-3682289832248699745?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-1438949566287089252010-03-29T21:06:00.003+08:002010-03-29T21:21:20.172+08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/S7Cl6q0AAkI/AAAAAAAAAlA/wsqpHGF-gVI/s1600/banner-drinks.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 125px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/S7Cl6q0AAkI/AAAAAAAAAlA/wsqpHGF-gVI/s400/banner-drinks.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454041576089059906" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;">亲爱的日记，</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;">你有没有去过餐厅吃饭？那种西餐厅啊。</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;">不是有餐牌的？那种从前菜，主菜，饮料，甜品。</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;">你是会先看什么牌呢？</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;">我肯定是饮料，五颜六色的饮料，在不同形状的容器里，</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;">从来就是会让我无法自拔的咯。</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;">你呢？</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-143894956628708925?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-29703501192269771802010-03-27T20:51:00.001+08:002010-03-30T19:16:00.797+08:00<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/S63_dsx1u6I/AAAAAAAAAk4/eQuv0tHXFjE/s1600/photo-726831.jpg"><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/S63_dsx1u6I/AAAAAAAAAk4/eQuv0tHXFjE/s320/photo-726831.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453295609517030306" /></a></p><p class="mobile-photo"><i><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/S63_dsx1u6I/AAAAAAAAAk4/eQuv0tHXFjE/s1600/photo-726831.jpg"></a></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; border-collapse: collapse; "><i>@ vivocity food republic</i></span></p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; border-collapse: collapse; "><br />***<br /><br />Dear dairy,<br /><br />I am at the food court mentioned above, in a very romantic environment, having dinner.<br /><br />I love my earth</span><p class="mobile-photo"><br /></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-2970350119226977180?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-49654089291770115292010-03-26T19:09:00.001+08:002010-03-26T21:32:29.128+08:00<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/S6yWKRMW-yI/AAAAAAAAAkw/mE8_xaOzFG4/s1600/photo-733417.jpg"><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/S6yWKRMW-yI/AAAAAAAAAkw/mE8_xaOzFG4/s320/photo-733417.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452898351996926754" /></a></p><p class="mobile-photo"><i>a park near Meng Hao's house @ Punggol </i></p><p class="mobile-photo">***</p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><div style="text-align: justify;">Dear dairy,</div></span><p></p><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; ">I had a good walk around a garden / playground in between lessons </span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><div style="text-align: justify;">today, it's a nice Friday evening with nice weather and nice mood.</div></span><p></p><p></p><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; ">And I saw 4 five-year-old boys singing and dancing "nobody", how </span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><div style="text-align: justify;">adorable?</div></span><p></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-4965408929177011529?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-24591082567930531372010-03-23T00:18:00.008+08:002010-03-26T21:33:03.013+08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/S6hbhno6bNI/AAAAAAAAAko/PJoYiCD0mbk/s1600-h/DSC00865.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/S6hbhno6bNI/AAAAAAAAAko/PJoYiCD0mbk/s400/DSC00865.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451707982066379986" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><i>那是我妹，因为我找了很久，</i></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><i>竟然找不到一张我和妈的照片。</i></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">***</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">亲爱的日记，</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">今天，我决定剖析我心最深处。</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">虽然来得有一点迟，但是我需要时间消化，</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">需要时间真正的面对自己，而不是再自己骗自己，</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">然后也是害怕，会太迟。</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">我想了很久也很多，该如何组合一些词句，</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">才不会让自己感伤得边写边掉泪。</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">今天想写关于我的母亲。</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">你一定感到很奇怪，为什么我一个女人，</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">在外头生活了那么多年，遇到了很多不同的挫折，</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">应该和妈妈很要好，</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">那么感性的一个人，应该是会倒在母亲怀里大哭才对，</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">为什么却好像很少提起妈妈？</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">为什么提起妈妈得那么‘草草带过’，‘敷衍了事’。</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">为什么提起妈妈会那么愤慨难耐？</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">为什么提起妈妈会那么咬牙切齿？</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">直到几个月前，又在一旁咬牙的时候，</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">有一位已为人母的人告诉我一句话，</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">让我深思了很久的一句话，</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">她说：“其实你妈很爱你，你不觉得吗？” </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">这句话也不是我第一次听到，但是这次的感觉不一样，</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">以前听了会极力反对，觉得别人不处在我的立场，</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">不会明白我和妈的关系。</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">但是这次是当场当头棒喝的，</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">我没再反驳，我哑口无言，我开始想，</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">回想以前每一次和妈的互动。</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">站在妈的角度，看我这从小就是一个欠揍的小孩。</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">结果我为妈掉了一串同情的眼泪，</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">这小孩，是何等的难带。</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">我顿时觉得一切加重在妈妈身上的负担，心酸，和痛苦，</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">都是我造成的，</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">不管谁在默默地承认，或表面上的否认，</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">我都在心里有了一个认知。</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">我的母亲是一位很强悍的女人，</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">带大3个孩子，把家里弄得仅仅有条，</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">家人的3餐，从来不用我爸和我们3个冬瓜来操心。</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">遇上固执和倔强的我，还时常在家里扮演硬碰硬的戏马。</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">今天在车里，听到叮当的一首歌，</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">想起了妈妈，尤其是歌词的几行唱到。。。</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">还记得你在屋檐下</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">哽咽着对我说走了就别回来 <---- 妈没说啦，但是是有哽咽的</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">背起了梦想的想象</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">忍着泪的倔强走在未知的路上</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">原来呀曾经是我太懵懂</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">不懂你给我的爱是那么多</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">回过头那温暖守候依旧</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">才明白你原谅了我的执著</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">~~我希望我会做得更好~~</span></div><br /><object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vyO5WfYexR0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vyO5WfYexR0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-2459108256793053137?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-57861390996608672952010-03-18T22:26:00.004+08:002010-03-18T22:49:30.413+08:00<div style="text-align: left;">亲爱的日记，</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">这是老公最新的杰作 之——</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/S6I4hbsA6QI/AAAAAAAAAkI/6iBYDrlCRNM/s320/001.JPG" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">猴子爬树 </div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/S6I4ythwzrI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/sJjOQDEZBHM/s1600-h/003.JPG"><img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/S6I4ythwzrI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/sJjOQDEZBHM/s320/003.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449980942937542322" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">小熊</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/S6I5G6Zxe5I/AAAAAAAAAkY/AdErMgZVxyg/s320/004.JPG" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">小猪（其实是小熊的背面）</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-5786139099660867295?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-6169497990845928602010-03-14T22:48:00.005+08:002010-03-14T23:13:48.171+08:00<div style="text-align: justify;">亲爱的日记，</div><div><br /></div><div>我的老公会忽然间迷上某样嗜好，迷上的意思是，只要不是工作的时间，不管在家，逛街，脑子里就不停地在想有关那嗜好的种种。就算脑子里不想，那一定就利用电脑在网络里搜寻关于那嗜好的讯息。他最近的嗜好如下，</div><div><br /></div><div>1）折气球 </div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/S5z4EFs4QrI/AAAAAAAAAjw/_wwBUETbIps/s1600-h/002.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/S5z4EFs4QrI/AAAAAAAAAjw/_wwBUETbIps/s320/002.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448502398345036466" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/S5z6NJsUroI/AAAAAAAAAj4/W2nAgnT5R1I/s320/006.JPG" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/S5z7c-6dKMI/AAAAAAAAAkA/YyLtu85hUO4/s320/008.JPG" /></div><div><br /></div><div>2）魔术方块；</div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/S5z3scQqaFI/AAAAAAAAAjo/S71Fr70547k/s1600-h/001.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/S5z3scQqaFI/AAAAAAAAAjo/S71Fr70547k/s320/001.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448501992083843154" /></a>3）变魔术。</div><div><br /></div><div>一开始我还以为他只是说说，mana tahu, 还真的有些成绩，魔术也变得蛮厉害的，亏我还一直小看他，呵呵。我想以后一定还会有一些古怪，难以想象的嗜好，再update 大家好了。</div><div><br /></div><div>祝福大家，晚安。<br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-616949799084592860?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-50199455623688501512010-03-14T00:24:00.003+08:002010-03-14T00:55:02.321+08:00<div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large; ">亲爱的日记，</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">我最终都没有买到我想要的手表。 </span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">售货员：小姐，我们没有办法找到您要的手表，因为停产了。</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">我：就是说，全新加坡都找不到吗？</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">（售货员摇摇头）：对不起~</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">我：全世界呢？</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">（售货员依旧摇摇头）：真的没办法。</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">唉~~~~ </span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">最近常在想，缘分怎么那么奇怪？当它在敲门的时候，你想躲吗？怎么可能？是躲也躲不掉的。自问自己不是一个很会关心朋友的人，也不常跟人联络，但是就是让我们（三吾识七，毫吾关系，大榄都扯吾埋）的两个人认识到，然后见面时没有特别讲很多的话，但是却是在彼此的博客上支持着对方。最近什么画面常出现在我的脑海？就是我们的每一次见面，那是可以屈指一数的。我想，不超过10次吧，但是每一次却又那么印象深刻。</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">我32，你21，整整大你11岁，偏偏就是有那么奇特的关系存在，但是现在那10来次的见面已经成了回忆，次数在也不会增加了。</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">你在天国还习惯吗？我想你一定是迷了路的天使，来到了凡间，想尝一尝人间的喜怒哀乐。的确，你也经历了太多，希望你在天堂，是一位快乐的天使，你一定是！！！</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">祝福你。</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">唉~~~我的三月怎么才过了一半？</span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-5019945562368850151?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-14014653173808495292010-03-08T13:02:00.004+08:002010-03-08T13:12:52.989+08:00<div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">Dear dairy,</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">I went shopping with Haw and mei today, big spendin' .</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/S5SFaUBdo_I/AAAAAAAAAjY/bOTY-n06Y30/s1600-h/006.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/S5SFaUBdo_I/AAAAAAAAAjY/bOTY-n06Y30/s320/006.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446124536495711218" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">This is a gift from mei, so 'not' me loh, but i am gonna wear it when i go pianoing. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/S5SGGmwX1vI/AAAAAAAAAjg/WBEICP9JJfk/s320/005.JPG" /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">Well, i didn't find this watch, but i managed to ask that shop person to order for me, yeah!!! i am gonna own it soon. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">hehe, actually i spent more on makan. cos I just realised that i didn't buy much stuff. Oh, well, that's me, a makan person. </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">sorry, cos i decided to make this post as a 'broken english' post. </span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-1401465317380849529?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-85886193012974095822010-03-04T22:46:00.002+08:002010-03-04T22:49:20.558+08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/S4_IBdtv8zI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/rml9kThAakA/s1600-h/005.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/S4_IBdtv8zI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/rml9kThAakA/s320/005.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444790401996157746" /></a><div>亲爱的日记，</div><div><br /></div><div>三月超忙的咯，祝福我。</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-8588619301297409582?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-73825632694099315412010-03-01T23:42:00.008+08:002010-03-09T22:34:13.373+08:00<div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">“有心人”丢来的一颗炸弹，把我忙得不可开交。每天的课已经排得满满的，但是为了一个“上天开的玩笑”就又cancel 又postpone的，然后忙了还得在休息日补课，身体和心灵上的疲惫，让我怀疑是不是值得。</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">有时候会不会觉得上天很残忍？光想，就想哭。其实自己默默地掉过眼泪，为她感到着急，但是我的力量有限啊，充其量也只能鼓励她去勇敢，但是换个角度，她也许正在面对的是我现在不能想象的，可以想象也不能了解，能够了解也一定不能体会的痛。我一向不相信鬼神，灵魂，命理的说法，我认为都是借口，但是当你觉得无助，又无能为力的时候，就会说，让神去决定她的去留吧，交给命运，我会为她拜拜，为她祷告，也只能帮到这儿了。生病的女儿很痛苦，照顾女儿的妈妈很辛苦但是无怨无悔，你们都必须坚强地选择，选择最好的，也最对的。祝福你们。</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">新年过了，然后“接炸弹”，现在是时候继续过我忙碌的生活。一天一天的过，有意义的过，过得充实，过得自在。过得问心无愧。现在的社会太多的黑暗，我已经不知道我们人类的下一代将要接触或学习的会是什么样的知识，在物质方面也许会越来越进步，但是人格上呢？唉。。。</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">寒~~~</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4C2p-wi5sz4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4C2p-wi5sz4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">如果明天看不見太陽</div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><div style="text-align: center;">整個世界會變成怎樣</div><div style="text-align: center;">在最後這一刻</div><div style="text-align: center;">讓我緊緊抱你</div><div style="text-align: center;">抱著你</div></span><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><div style="text-align: center;">如果生命果真是無常</div><div style="text-align: center;">我願坦然面對而不慌</div><div style="text-align: center;">有你在我身旁</div><div style="text-align: center;">有你給我力量</div><div style="text-align: center;">抱著你</div></span></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><div style="text-align: center;">你的眼神充滿愛和光</div><div style="text-align: center;">讓我不畏懼明天黑暗</div><div style="text-align: center;">煩惱憂愁悲傷</div><div style="text-align: center;">一切都不重要</div><div style="text-align: center;">抱著你</div></span></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><div style="text-align: center;">我只要抱著你</div></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-7382563269409931541?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-49396601211210045312010-02-22T23:23:00.005+08:002010-02-22T23:34:10.241+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><u><br /></u></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/S4Kh1Hf0ZQI/AAAAAAAAAi4/TwdAb16bgJ4/s1600-h/004.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/S4Kh1Hf0ZQI/AAAAAAAAAi4/TwdAb16bgJ4/s320/004.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441089233734624514" /></a>我的侄女陈冠月，一岁九个月，长期住在台湾，只有新年才见到。。。非常的乖巧懂事，是让人见了忍不住想拥抱得紧紧的宝宝。再加上标准的华语，啊，怎么受得了！！！<div> </div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/S4KjSRWJ_rI/AAAAAAAAAjI/ggJP3ZgKXq4/s320/005.JPG" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">这是冠月9个月大时，摄于去年新年。。。今年冠月‘减肥成功’！！！</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-4939660121121004531?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-5359558331880761612010-01-23T22:48:00.006+08:002010-01-25T12:22:48.593+08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/S1sNuJuxIbI/AAAAAAAAAiw/QCgHY50HrO8/s1600-h/1240028548W3ay.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/S1sNuJuxIbI/AAAAAAAAAiw/QCgHY50HrO8/s320/1240028548W3ay.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429948862262485426" /></a><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:verdana;">亲爱的日记，</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">I am waiting for my 《一个人住第5年》，I can't read my 《一个人住第9年》without reading the 《一个人住第5年》, when is the book arriving? NLB plz contact me as soon as possible... </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3366FF;">25/01/2001 update: </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366FF;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3366FF;">yeah, the NLB ppl sms me already, my book is ready for collection, I am going to read my 《一个人住第5年》了。</span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-535955833188076161?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-72721286605544295182010-01-22T23:07:00.002+08:002010-01-22T23:11:38.486+08:00亲爱的日记，<div><br /></div><div>原生家庭的元素会<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;">越来越多</span>，还是<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33FF33;">越来越少</span>？</div><div><br /></div><div>原生家庭是会，<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;">越</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;">来</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;">越</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;">大</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; ">，还是</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33FF33;">越</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33FF33;">来</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33FF33;">越</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33FF33;">小</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; ">？</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"><b>回答我！！！</b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><b><br /></b></span></span></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CCCCCC;">晚安。。。</span></span></b></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-7272128660554429518?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-46616452540859676562010-01-19T14:18:00.006+08:002010-01-21T13:12:48.041+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">亲爱的日记，</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">二零一零年，一月，感觉美好，自在和充实。凡事都在掌握之中，而且能够掌控的越来越多。</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">开始了一个兴趣。一个我几乎忘记，几乎放弃的兴趣。阅读。曾经是多么的喜欢阅读，当然不是上课的课本，是课外的‘心灵’书。但是，自从认识了‘电脑’， 唉，怎么就没有好好地看过一本‘像样’的书了？OK， 我曾经喜欢看书，as in 什么好书，烂书，都被列入书单里。爱情小说，亲情故事，心灵书籍，读者文摘，百科全书（只选喜欢的题材），阿宝与黒帽（啊，超想念的），蜡笔小新，小叮当，老夫子 etc. etc. etc.... </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">但是自从来了新加坡，开始用电脑，就只看一些漫画来消磨时间，没再认真地看过一本书。</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">现在，我决定了，不是不用电脑，但是少用，睡前能看一点书，即使是一面，一段，还是几行字，也好。</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">最近的进度还蛮让人鼓舞的。。。向四姐借了4本辅导书，已经看完了两本。</span></div><div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-4661645254085967656?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-21948880569372198552010-01-17T22:21:00.004+08:002010-01-17T23:17:13.157+08:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">亲爱的日记,</span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">周末和澔去看了场电影, <<爱.找麻烦>>, 还蛮不错看的啦. 让我知道以后老了, 在心理建设方面绝对不能马虎,虽然说我并不是一个缺乏自信的人, 但有的时候也真的不能太自信而显得自以为是. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">然后就是去拉直了头发,想拉好久了,一直没有赋予行动而已,然后在拉头发的当儿,竟然一口气看完了一本有意义的书,一本辅导书,<<把爱带回家>>, 你知不知道, 看辅导书之后是什么感觉? 就是全身的舒畅, 充满正面的能量, 看什么, 想什么都是正面的, 我觉得那感觉蛮好的. 然后今天的澔好像特别的可爱. 为什么我心里想的,他都懂? 这我没有当面告诉他, 但我估计, 他会读到这篇, 我想他那么了解我,很大部分是透过阅读<<天马行空>>. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">今晚我想....</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">祝福我妹, 希望你幸福快乐.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">祝福我弟, 希望你工作愉快, 虽然辛苦, 但是满足. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">祝福我父母, 希望你们身体健康, 开开心心.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">祝福我的学生, 希望你们每一天都学到新的知识, 开心地享受求学的乐趣.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">祝福澔, 希望什么好事都降临在你的身上, 我想我不能承受看见你的眼泪, 如果有一天, 我让你失望 的话, 请你告诉我, 我会狠狠地揍自己一顿. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">晚安 </span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-2194888056937219855?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-21946480041848295252010-01-05T11:33:00.006+08:002010-01-05T12:09:55.683+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">亲爱的日记，</div><div><br /></div><div>二零一零了，是什么样的事实在未来等待着？美丽的，还是丑陋的？我期待的会不会实现呢？应不应该奢望？还是一步一脚印，小心翼翼的过。然后年尾又感叹，唉，一年过得真快，怎么什么都没有完成呢？（想法真灰，那怎么行？）</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>二零一零的开始，包括2009的年尾，非常的忙碌，然后觉得自己非常的混乱，房间乱，厨房乱，思绪乱，计划乱，什么都乱。然后一样一样的整理，想理出一个头绪，现在还在整理中。咦？怎么又有新的问题。（埋头苦干中。。。请勿打扰）</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>二零零九，年尾，布里司本之弟弟的毕业典礼，一年一度的音乐会，还有圣诞后之马六甲行，都顺利度过，以下是‘一些’美丽回忆。</div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/S0K4KeN7XhI/AAAAAAAAAe8/7T5etr8Wt7A/s400/DSC00764.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423099391357181458" /><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/S0K4wyV3TGI/AAAAAAAAAfE/dfdXjYxPDjk/s400/IMG_4867.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423100049594207330" /><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/S0K6w1GUmII/AAAAAAAAAfs/19TCNvt8rLY/s400/PIMG_5282.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423102249357580418" /></div><div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-2194648004184829525?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-5386101120613777872009-11-18T21:45:00.002+08:002009-11-18T22:03:11.166+08:00亲爱的日记，<div><br /></div><div>你最近忙吗？我可忙惨了，忙着买礼物给学生，告诉你，超伤脑精的，他们会喜欢什么东西呢？应个别的需求，一样一样买，他们会喜欢我为他们选择的礼物吗？</div><div><br /></div><div>然后，印演奏会的票，想演奏会的主题，设计演奏会的出场顺序。。。啊，神啊，救救我吧！！！</div><div><br /></div><div>除了演奏会，最近我迷恋上了一个地方，就是一个游泳池。有遮掩的呢，再也不怕太阳晒了，下午在没有学生的空档，就可以去泡一泡。多逍遥。</div><div><br /></div><div>再来就是去王爷爷家吃了两天的晚餐。。。他怎么那么会煮啊？我真惭愧。。。</div><div><br /></div><div>星期天还得去看一场音乐会，是女高音，不知道自己的艺术造诣，有没有高到会欣赏这种音乐会呢？但是还得去啊，是否会睡着？唉~~~ 惟有尽量把注意力放在钢琴伴奏上。。。是王爷爷伴奏，应该能够让我撑上整个音乐会吧。。。真担心。</div><div><br /></div><div>澳洲行很快就到，现在还没来得及想行李的事。。。</div><div><br /></div><div>忙归忙，还是忙得蛮愉悦的啦。。。总比在生病时过的颓废生活强太多了吧。振作振作啊！！</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-538610112061377787?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-20602395173590972382009-10-29T22:07:00.002+08:002009-10-29T22:34:58.124+08:00<div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; ">上一次是什么时候被一个简单的故事感动得流泪？</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">今天晚上，7点30分，开着车，听着电台1003，我被感动了。我很少听这个节目，《把爱带回家》但是经过今晚，以后的每一个星期四，我会锁定。太震撼了。</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">一位穿梭在安宁病房，散播温暖给每一位临终病人的有心人，心情是怎样的？今天晚上讲的是一个小男孩，Jason 的故事，以亮哥哥是怎么帮助Jason 慢慢地接受妈妈即将离开的事实。一句，mummy, do not go~ 是小Jason很想告诉妈妈的一句话，但是最后也只能把它呐喊在白纸上，因为希望妈妈能够走得安心。然后再画了一幅快乐的全家福，献给躺在病床上的母亲，想说的就是。。。爸爸和我，都会快快乐乐地生活下去。</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">上两个星期看了《姐姐的守护神》，结果被感动得乱七八糟，这次的《把爱带回家》也是无可救药的不能自拔，我不是一个很懂得控制情绪的人，但是却偷偷地下了一个决定，12月的假期，我一定好好地珍惜。</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-2060239517359097238?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-21645949219528972782009-10-27T22:02:00.002+08:002009-10-27T22:26:56.513+08:00<div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;">生命中，什么事都是以最美好的方式在呈现。</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">人生，有很多很多选择，往往就是这些选择让我们裹足不前。到底这次我选择得对不对呢？会不会是最好的呢？</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">只要相信，自己的选择是最好的，那么真的有那么难选吗？</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">只要相信，发生在自己身上的是最美的，那么还会后悔吗？</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">怎么会有那么多时间后悔呢？后悔就是在穷着急，对事情是没有帮助的。我们永远都不可能知道，自己没有选择的，结果又会是怎样，那怎么还会说：“早知道就不选这个了。”呢？也许，另一个选择更糟呢？</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">如果这件事发生的方式不是这样的话，也许它会以更坏的方式发生呢？</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">所以，只要相信，<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;">每一件事，都是以最美好的方式在呈现</span>，那么还会懊恼为什么自己那么倒霉吗？</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-2164594921952897278?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-70749522889332413562009-09-15T21:12:00.003+08:002009-09-15T21:21:16.093+08:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">Dear Diary, </span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">I went karaoke with students the other day, and found out that i am a crazy teacher. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">&amp; i would like to say some prayer, i want to pray for QY who are still having all sort of tests in Changi General Hospital right now, hope he can get well soon. I pray for the Lim family as well, I know it's a torture to have someone that you love so much lying in hospital and u can't do anything to make him feel better. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">I wanted to read a book, My sister's keeper... but I am scared, i think i will cry so hard when reading it, shall i read the book? wait till i buy some tissues first. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">I am getting better after taking the 2 spironolactone, only if i spell the name correctly. I think i shall start my exercise schedule very soon, maybe after my KL trip. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">I am going back to KL... yeepee~~~~ on this coming friday. and I have a surprise for my dear daddy~~~ I want to see him cry in happiness!!! hahaha... </span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-7074952288933241356?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-24354606500926361152009-08-18T13:27:00.002+08:002009-08-18T13:42:53.746+08:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">Dear dairy,</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">I need a to-do list urgently... there are so many things to remember and i have to admit that my memories are going down the drain as my age increases, sigh... sad huh!!!</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">there are so many things to do, and all are so important, i can't afford to miss any one of them out, i will get killed. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">First, Chien Pei's wedding in KL, i've booked the air ticket to go back then, i am kind of scared of the custom traffic during public holiday, and her wedding is on the Hari Raya weekend, can't imagine how long is the traffic Q if i drive, so, travel by air is the best. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">Then, teacher's student concert again in JB, on the 18th of Oct. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">Students' theory exam on the 31st Oct. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">6th of Dec, sis will be running a marathon, ok, so what's that to do with my list? well, do u think that i will be free, or i can relax when she running that marathon? i have to take care of her, it's 10km... that woman must be crazy~~~ </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">right after the marathon, on the 7th of Dec, we will be flying over to Australia to attend my brother's convo, will stay there from 7th to 12th of Dec, really looking forward to it, hope it is a good holiday for us, the whole family will be going, syok!!! </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">12th night back to singapore, 13th of Dec, will be my own students' concert... sigh... why did i put myself into this kind of situation? but still looking forward to concert though, we didn't have any concert last year due to my body condition, so this year, most of them are higher grades already, and of course, some adorable baby pianist as well, so proud of them... muaks~~~ </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">So, in between, i need to prepare my invitation cards, report cards, presents for students, and running to SGH for regular checkup and blood test... </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">and lastly, plan for next year's schedule, print 2010 calendar. </span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-2435460650092636115?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-73850966777146933242009-06-24T23:49:00.003+08:002009-06-25T00:06:35.550+08:00<div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:verdana, fantasy;">Dear Diary, </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">nice weather today, although it rain, but it was nice and comfy after all the heat. I spent my afternoon walking alone in a mall, trying to figure out how to decorate my invitation for the annual concert... but ended up, buying nothing, cos they are not right. </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">Keep walking, listening to my mp3, it was the soundtrack of nodame, nice classicals, piano playing, concertos, symphonies... nice... it was so relax. Then i walked pass a CD shop, I walked in, trying to get more classical CD for my car, but that shop was in a mess, they don't organize the classical CD, it was hard to find a good one. Then i gave up... and i decided....</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">Walked into Yamaha Music store, trying to get some books, but couldn't find any one that i am looking for. then I made another decision, like within a minute...</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">to walk out from the mall, to another music store that sell more books... cos I WANT those repertoires by today, I want to practise them on the piano tomorrow early morning.. if i can play piano in the night i would love to, but i know i can't... so, tomorrow morning, i want new repertoires. Am i too 任性。I don't care!!!</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">So, i ended up with a shopping bag in my hand, with Schubert piano sonata book 1, and fantasy in f minor by Schubert in the bag.... I am happy now.... </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">then happily, eat dinner with sis... so... today was a good day for me, although i can't get anything for the invitation cards, can't get anything from the messy CD store, and can't get any book from Yamaha... </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">wish tomorrow can be another happy and relaxing day for me~~~ yeah, lunch with jazz and celeste and their mum... </span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-7385096677714693324?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-43997651201096130192009-06-10T21:43:00.003+08:002009-06-10T22:28:05.968+08:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">你多久没有很真诚地拥抱你身边的人了？或多久没有被一首歌，或一本书感动？多久没有和一个小孩很天真地聊天？还是多久没有不顾一切地付出，或帮助有需要的人？</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">这两天我想了很多。。。我说，如果这个世界上的每一个人都不顾一切地去爱着身边的人，该有多好？没有自私，没有自负，没有猜疑也没有势利的人，全心全意地为别人付出，也不会有人认为你是愚蠢的人，那么社会会不会多一些色彩？少一些黑暗？</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">今天教了琴，驾着车在路上游荡。。。停在红绿灯前，看着过马路的人，都是疲惫的脸，是在为现实忙碌吗？中学的，就尽是一脸‘事不关己’的模样，手上的一支手机，已经将他们锁在一个只属于他们自己的空间。小学生就只沉溺在一个叫PSP的玩意儿。</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">把车停下，下车逛逛，经过一间幼儿园，从窗外望进去。。。太好了，终于有一个地方是没有被污染的，天真无邪的笑着，闹着，我慧心一笑。</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">有个朋友告诉我，如果不知道自己将来的路怎么走，就想一想当初最早的梦想。当初是怎么开此现在的路的，我没有忘记，但是最早的那份单纯，就真的忘了。我必须再努力一点，努力地去感受，努力地去维持。。。因为‘顺风时要维持，逆风时就得坚持了’ 。</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">我在很努力的维持，但是有时候，还是会迷失方向，那个时候，你是不是可以包容一下？请停下脚步，等一等我，我会很快的找到出路，在出口和你会合。</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana, fantasy;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana, -webkit-fantasy;">我现在想练琴，怎么办？</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-4399765120109613019?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-24005108947724230562009-06-07T21:56:00.002+08:002009-06-07T22:10:38.461+08:00<span style="font-family:verdana;">Dear Diary, plz help me to send all my best wishes to a friend... I dedicate this post to her.<br /><br />I am glad that you have return to your warm shelter again today;</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">I am glad that you feel safe once more;</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">I can't give you much, but will pray for you day and night,</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">You will be fine, and continue to glow with your music... happily &amp; bright,</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">&amp; you know, i am always by your side. </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-2400510894772423056?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-32712610313230679512009-05-18T01:02:00.010+08:002009-05-18T01:35:32.813+08:00<div><embed src="http://widget-7a.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;il=1&amp;channel=3098476543648900218&amp;site=widget-7a.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"></embed><div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"><a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=3098476543648900218&amp;map=1" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-7a.slide.com/p1/3098476543648900218/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /></a> <a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=3098476543648900218&amp;map=2" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-7a.slide.com/p2/3098476543648900218/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /></a> <a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&at=un&id=3098476543648900218&map=F" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-7a.slide.com/p4/3098476543648900218/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /></a></div></div><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Mei had this sudden inspiration to go to the marina barrage this evening. When we reached there, we found out that today is actually the opening of this marina barrage, it was crowded. There is this huge and tall bridge, that we can walk up, and ended up at a big field, then can see the marina site of Singapore, quite cool. It's definitely The place for 'pak toh'ing there, cos at nite, it is dark up there, only lights along the walk way, the field? total darkness... hehe.<br /><br />We stayed there for a couple of hours, cos wanted to see the fireworks at 9pm.<br /><br />Really a nice place, will go there again, soon. </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-3271261031323067951?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-69026936699704441892009-05-08T00:14:00.003+08:002009-05-08T00:41:39.596+08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/SgMJZzIMboI/AAAAAAAAAZw/6hN8kySgCag/s1600-h/Cats_the_Musical.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333116722562756226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 269px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/SgMJZzIMboI/AAAAAAAAAZw/6hN8kySgCag/s320/Cats_the_Musical.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:verdana;">I watched two musicals lately... first, on the 3rd May 2009, the CATS. And can u believe it? i remembered the time wrongly, 我多么的懊恼， 为什么可以犯这么严重的错。那票不便宜，然后我知道他们一定不让我们进去直到中场休息。I am gonna miss half of the musical, my gosh... but, when we reach there around 7.30pm (started at 7pm), they lead us to a viewing room, lucky, we don't need to miss all half, only the first 30mins. But that viewing room, sigh... not live, it's thru speakers de... not nice at all, i still blaim myself for making this stupid mistake. </span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">so, i didn't really enjoy the musical for the first half, but the 2nd half not bad. nice songs, nice dance, cool... so cool. one thing, the background didn't change much, other than that, not a bad watch, hehe...<br /></span><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/SgMJR6LD1uI/AAAAAAAAAZo/epM0cK_VcP0/s1600-h/%E5%A4%A9%E5%86%B7.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333116587014870754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/SgMJR6LD1uI/AAAAAAAAAZo/epM0cK_VcP0/s320/%E5%A4%A9%E5%86%B7.bmp" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:verdana;">2nd musical that i watched on 6th May, is a Singapore musical, at first i didn't want to watch it, cos u know, singapore 本土的，i don't know whether nice or not, don't dare to spend too much, then once i heard the OST on radio, nice wor... cos normally 新谣all listen until xian already, but they actually 从新编曲for all the 新谣, and it's nice. very jazzy and modern. So, i decided to watch it this time... and guess what, I was so touched, cos all the songs that heard when i was in teenage, all reappear in the musical, in a very different way, very cool too, and 很感动。They sing well, they are cute, of course can't compare to thoese Europe cast, but, not bad for an asian cast already. I was surprise. :) give them a smile for that. </span></div><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;">More to come, more to come plz... i need all these for inspirations. </span></div><div><br /><br /><div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-6902693669970444189?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-24017815390558245102009-04-29T15:03:00.002+08:002009-04-29T15:30:21.165+08:00<span style="font-family:verdana;">今天的中央医院似乎比往常的热闹，气氛也比较紧张，人们开始带起口罩，测量体温，在为‘预防猪流感’作准备。</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">今天已经是这个月的第4次，什么时候我才不需要再到SGH做检查，看医生。大半天的时间，从一开始的‘找parking' , 到看医生，或验血，或照超声波等等的检查，很累啊！老公今天还开玩笑的说，考虑在SGH租一个season parking slot. 不是吧。</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">但是，好像已经越来越接近真相了。为什么我那么年轻会有那么高的血压，为什么会出现水肿。应该在不久的将来，会有答案，希望如此。内分泌科的医生告诉我，我有一种荷尔蒙的测量指数很高，这种荷尔蒙可能导致水肿和血压高，但是还必须再进行另一种测试（吊盐水），加以确定，才能够针对这病作正确的治疗。希望不会有大问题。我快成为神经质了，一时紧绷，一时又告诉自己放松。唉！！</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">最近看了一套港剧，《与敌同行》，为了找出真相，好人冒着生命危险，接近坏人，然后再写下每一个发现的疑点，真相就会慢慢地浮现。。。然后。。。 杀杀杀杀杀！！！！ 铲除坏人。呵呵，变态！</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">我要勇敢地找出让我不舒服的源头，然后杀杀杀杀杀。。。 一个不留！！！</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-2401781539055824510?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-36225738220052636972009-04-21T12:46:00.002+08:002009-04-21T12:53:28.819+08:00<div align="center">很难改变一个人的性格吧，但我会尝试。 兵来将挡，战争才一半，难道放弃?<br /></div><div align="center">gambateh ne!!! </div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327003003961527842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/Se1RAiiQziI/AAAAAAAAAZg/Ho8p1-Q2CR0/s320/gambateh.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center">(not my baby, by the way :P )<br /></p><div align="center"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-3622573822005263697?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-53164521594718560702009-04-05T01:13:00.002+08:002009-04-05T02:07:22.878+08:00<span style="font-family:verdana;">哈哈，老公不在家，我和妹妹正过着没有政府的日子哦，太幸福了，别羡慕。</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">他回老家扫墓啦，我没得回去，因为忙补课。之前生病请太多病假了，唉，不然我也还真的想陪他回去拜拜的啦，毕竟好像结婚到现在，第四个年头了，还没有去过拜拜他家的祖先。他倒是每年都陪我JB扫墓的。真希望明年可以陪他走一趟。</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">但是，没有政府的日子还是蛮爽的啦。就好像可以迟迟睡，可以穿得清清凉凉地在客厅看电视，毕竟这几天的天气实在是热得要命。可以和妹，驾着车到处去找好吃的，等等。本来还想看场电影，像看那个‘know1inG' 故事还蛮特别，也许是我对数字有癖好，哈哈。还有唱场karaoke, 但是基于经济的考量，还是取消了这两项节目。唯有在家里看DVD了。唉，被政府管习惯了，变乖了？</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">过了这个周末，又得回到补课的日子去了，还好下个礼拜有一天公共假日，可以休息休息。</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><blockquote><span style="font-family:verdana;"><blockquote><span style="font-family:verdana;">I need something to inspire me, common, any concert?</span></blockquote></span></blockquote></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-5316452159471856070?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-30899129041354551442009-04-05T00:47:00.005+08:002009-04-05T01:12:10.766+08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/SdeQ_0PWssI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/0ArOgcrFj8c/s1600-h/uvmz7yyag3n60x7wnc1h.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320880910790734530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 219px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/SdeQ_0PWssI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/0ArOgcrFj8c/s320/uvmz7yyag3n60x7wnc1h.jpg" border="0" /></a> <div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/SdeRHW-0JlI/AAAAAAAAAZY/N0PNr-X9fUE/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320881040375686738" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/SdeRHW-0JlI/AAAAAAAAAZY/N0PNr-X9fUE/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /></a></div><div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;">我从来不是一个很‘电影’的人。每每都需要知道故事大纲之后才愿意花钱看电影。</span></div><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;">礼仪师，是在日本，为往生者作人生中最后一次打扮，化妆的师傅。这个电影题材很特别，好像至今还没有任何一部电影是描述这个行业的。我认为还蛮值得看，虽然心中怕怕的。</span></div><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;">没想到，一点也不恐怖呢，真不愧是日本制作，把电影拍得非常漂亮，干净，舒服。再融合电影的配乐，中提琴与钢琴的合奏，太美了。而且也让我对死亡，和往生者有了另一番的见解。</span></div><div> </div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;">很值得一看的电影。</span><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/SdeRHW-0JlI/AAAAAAAAAZY/N0PNr-X9fUE/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"></a></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-3089912904135455144?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-24728185714777962022009-03-25T00:40:00.002+08:002009-03-25T00:44:07.785+08:00<div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/SckNl-I9sMI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dbReY75NRjc/s1600-h/250320091570.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316795781074497730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/SckNl-I9sMI/AAAAAAAAAZI/dbReY75NRjc/s320/250320091570.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:verdana;">Gosh, baby, how come you are so different from mummy?<br /></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-2472818571477796202?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-21828444736792500832009-03-03T22:53:00.006+08:002009-03-03T23:13:57.306+08:00<span style="font-family:verdana;">Dear Dairy,<br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Wat la, after months of suffers, now <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">i've</span> recovered, well, sort off, and guess what happen to my car last Friday?</span><br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308976340032949122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/Sa1F2mSeC4I/AAAAAAAAAYw/2u9F-0c25RU/s320/006a.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308976486311410498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/Sa1F_HN-O0I/AAAAAAAAAY4/j4MnEDGao-Q/s320/007a.jpg" border="0" /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">When i saw it, it was already <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">damaged</span>, the whole bumper dropped onto the ground. Like 'he' heard some 'jaw dropping' joke or news, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">watever</span>.... At first I tot, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">walao</span>... really so '<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">suay</span>' this year, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">ppl</span> hit and run, I got to spend extra 700plus to repair. </span></p><p><span style="font-family:verdana;">Then this taxi uncle came, saying that he saw who done the 'good job', then he passed me a name card, it's a car repairer's card, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">hmmm</span>.... he owns a workshop? can trust or not? <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">some more</span> he said he already call the police for me and got picture of the lorry driver. Then cos policemen waited for me too long, went off <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">liao</span>, so he waited there for me to come down, got such good person nowadays? </span></p><p><span style="font-family:verdana;">Then he asked me to follow his taxi to his workshop, to discuss how to claim the lorry driver and repair my car for me.... scared scared, at <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">nite</span>, follow a stranger, to some industrial area, workshop <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">ppl</span> always very fierce one, and i heard <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">ppl</span> always say, if <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">ur</span> car go in there, hard to get it out <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">liao</span>, have to settle with lots of money, etc etc... how? how? </span></p><p><span style="font-family:verdana;">In the end, i called my students' mum go with me, then call haw to meet me there at the workshop, then haw went with 2 <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">ge</span> and another friend... luckily this time really meet some honest <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">ppl</span>, well, i know they got benefits out of this incidence as well, but at least they are honest with us, they settled all the insurance documents for us, we don't have to pay a cent and today, I got back my car, in good condition, nice bumper, nice touch up and nice rear light. </span></p><p><span style="font-family:verdana;">This year is not that bad after all, right? <br /></span><br /></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-2182844473679250083?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-54360851890922270302009-02-22T23:30:00.005+08:002009-02-22T23:52:48.827+08:00<span style="font-family:verdana;">Dear diary,<br /></span><div></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;">I was admitted into SGH on last Wed night. 3 days. Good experience, although they only solved my 表面上的问题。Still finding the cause of my water retention. </span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;">I was admitted into ward 64, block 6, level 4, room 19, bed 7. Anybody buying toto from these? I took the evidence, as show in the pic below. </span></div><br /><div></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305645599747015778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/SaFwj_0JBGI/AAAAAAAAAYg/No1LA0MpdCo/s320/012a.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div>I took the pic of the food there as well, hmmm... not bad actually, i can't say nice, but eatable. </div><div></div><div></div><br /><div><embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 320px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-df.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;il=1&amp;channel=432345564269683679&amp;site=widget-df.slide.com" wmode="transparent" salign="l" scale="noscale" quality="high"></embed> <div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"><a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=432345564269683679&amp;map=1" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-df.slide.com/p1/432345564269683679/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /></a> <a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=432345564269683679&amp;map=2" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-df.slide.com/p2/432345564269683679/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /></a> <a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=432345564269683679&amp;map=F" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-df.slide.com/p4/432345564269683679/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" /></a></div></div><br /><p><span style="font-family:verdana;">I should have taken the pic of me with my 2 big 'briefcases'. ok the story starts like this, i told u that i got water in my body, all over my body, like a balloon, right? so, i went to hospital, the doc gave me some 'magic' pills to make me keep running to the toilet, yes, even in the night. They have to do one 24 hour check on my urine, so, i have to accumulate them, in where? not my bladder, of course, in some big, huge 5 litres, squarish container, which look exactly like a briefcase. And guess what? i used 2 of those container, within 24 hours. super right? </span></p><p><span style="font-family:verdana;">not only that, they are like mosquitoes, keep sucking my blood. everynite around 5am, they will wake me up to draw blood, sigh.... poke everywhere, got bruise some more. </span></p><p><span style="font-family:verdana;">But now, i am at home already, well, i feel good, and healthy, although they haven't find out what cause the water tank in my body, but for sure is not kidney or liver problem, not cancer either, these are the 3 that i scared the most. Let's see the follow up, hopefully can find out what happen in me. <fingers></span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-5436085189092227030?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-63377167225106597052009-02-12T00:14:00.003+08:002009-02-12T00:44:57.073+08:00<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">Dear diary,</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">ok, i must start of my blog with a word... SIGH~~~~~  what's wrong with this year? since the first day of new year, everybody falls sick. </span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">Dear dad fall sick on the 年30晚，body ache like mad, then fever, can't move, can't eat, vomit etc etc. Dear sis fall sick on the first day of CNY, rashes all over body, body ache as well, fever, similar to dad... no need to mention about me, I am officially qualified as... 豆腐做的人， 超低抵抗力的一个胖妞。Gastric problem, or whatever problem that could be, have been bugging me for months, i loose my temper sometimes, cos frustration. Can u imagine u carrying a balloon with you all the time, and inside that balloon is full of water. Damn heavy, and also embarrassing, cos everybody starts asking me, are you pregnant? *fainted*</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">CNY like no CNY, no nice food for me, no nice drinks for me, no cold drinks, no tidbits nothing. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">Something to cheer for though, before the CNY, I bought a new toy, hehehe... tada~~~~ an IPhone. It's so cool loh, although the function is not as good as my previous Nokia (I still love my Nokia, it's a GPS for me now), but the IPhone is very sharp, very colourful, online everywhere, all sort of applications, cool cool cool... </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">I went to Penang during CNY too.... at first i need to drive, but in the end, brother in law drove, i help a little.... but from Malacca to Singapore, hehe... dearest hubby drove, he got his licence from me already, i think this CNY he drove the most, even more than his entire driving life. I am so so pround of him. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">Penang was ok, went to 4th brother in law's house, cos this year they didn't come back to Malacca, so we decided to go there and visit them, all together 4 cars, drove up North, so cool ya. Stop together, talk together, everything together.... but too many ppl, have to wait this and wait that, to much time wasted on waiting. but who cares?  it's my holiday, suppose to relax. I didn't feel that uncomfortable during the CNY, but once coming back to Singapore, i feel the bloated once again, really don't understand why. Until today, i am still trying out new doctors, new clinic. just hope that someone can give me an answer, why my stomach so big. It's not fat hor, it's all water. hahaha... must make this clear. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;">ok, got to go to bed already, good nite. </span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-6337716722510659705?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-49249343748678956662009-01-19T03:44:00.003+08:002009-01-19T04:08:18.786+08:00<div>亲爱的日记：</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>原谅我，最近颓废透了，想干什么都提不起劲，几乎是在半垂死状态。在我身边的，应该都了解事态的严重，在这里，我就不一一解释了，实在是长篇大论。今天比较清醒，就觉得自己应该来交代一下<s>后事</s>境况。到目前为止，我还是好好的啦，应该是在痊愈当中吧，所以请你不必担心。<br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>在我失踪的这段日子，其实发生了很多，有值得开心的，也有。。。好啦，开心的居多。首要的，就是老公出差回来了，他很照顾我，以前认为他不可能做的事，在我生病的这段时间，发生了。老公，谢谢你！！！ 我从来没有那么公开的谈论过我们俩的生活，但是这次确实让我非常地感动。细节就让我留在心里，但是妹妹知道啦~<br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>再来，就是考试成功啦。。。别问我怎么办到的，因为就是纯粹两个字 - 侥幸- 也可能是考官心情好，要不然就是，因为我是最后一个考生，他想赶快收工，回家休息，总之，能过，一定不是我的努力，或是天分。还是那两个字，侥幸！！！但是还是要感谢一下侯老师，把她气成那样，真不好意思。<br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>还有，就算生病，还是忍不住去看了几场Mr Ong 的演奏会，没办法，实在是cannot resist 他的魅力。但说也奇怪，每次看他的演奏会的时候都没有生病的感觉，胃也没涨，也不咳嗽，非常舒畅的感觉。<br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>好了，我该去睡了。。。累得虚脱~ <br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-4924934374867895666?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-78087807652980887982008-10-27T22:46:00.004+08:002008-10-27T23:02:54.102+08:00<span style="font-family:verdana;">i recovered, then i fell sick again, sis said it's due to pressure, but i don't feel anything to be serious, but she said, it happens 无声无息的。</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">then, to make things worse, dad and mum came visiting. I was like, what???? for all the moment, i can't fall sick in front of dad know? he is like super gan zheong one.... will start to boil this, boil that, buy this buy that for me to make me feel better, and i will feel bad, cos it's all my fault to fall sick, i drink cold, i eat spicy, i on air con cold cold, i sleep late etc etc....</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">and and and.... it was class hour last Sunday, and it's the final class hour that i get to attend b4 my exam, which mean i can't afford to miss it, and i have to play like 2 mega exam pieces, which i seldom practise when i was ill, and i always can't finish playing them cos it needs too much concentration and stamina, see? how miserable my life was during the long weekend? but one thing cheer me up, a concert try out at mr ong's house...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/SQXXntGQEvI/AAAAAAAAAWc/ulgUqvQ98DM/s1600-h/duo_recital.jpg"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261848816772977394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 195px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 257px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/SQXXntGQEvI/AAAAAAAAAWc/ulgUqvQ98DM/s320/duo_recital.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:verdana;">Mr ong is having a violin, piano duet with Mr Jin Li on the 2nd of Nov, and it was melting me when i listen to the try out just now... fantastic, they both match so well... techniques are so good, music are good too... whoever reading this, plz go and watch the recital, it's really a 'won't regret' thingy!!!<br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-7808780765298088798?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-25316874894229131682008-10-19T21:53:00.002+08:002008-10-19T22:16:06.636+08:00<span style="font-family:verdana;">I am back, I am back.... have been sometimes i was away~ I went somewhere, loitering there, and back now. I am so glad that i return safely. </span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Today was... er.... quite happening for me. Walked the whole day basically, make up lesson in the morning, yes, it's a Sunday and i need to work. why? cos i went loitering for a few weeks. and now i am back, i need to work. ok... make up in the morning, then went to shop for a laptop, not for myself, but my husband. and... yeah~~~ he bought a Toshiba. A very superb cool look, shinning shinning one. Very chio~ and he is gonna bring this chio little thingy to Australia. Yes, he is going there again, i will be free for a month plus, but I got better things to do than loitering around. I need to practise, sigh... don't remind me about exam. I am freaking. </span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Not scared one la, i always tell my students. sigh.... ok, sorry guys, i take back my words. I feel so bad. sorry teacher. I went shopping today, and my teacher sent me a sms... saying : I bet u are working hard to practise your piano, i know u can play well, jia you!!! <--- see? I feel so bad. I was too tensed up, and i don't feel like touching the piano at all. I mean... AT ALL!!!</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">anyway~~~ I will try, don't care, and chiong ah~~~~~ practise for 3 hours tomorrow, how about that? 3 hours are consider little ok! Mr Ong, such a busy old man, so pro somemore, and he practises 5 hours a day! sorry sorry... SORRY!!! ( i feel like crying, i feel like hiding in a cave, i feel like i am not a good 榜样 for my students!) </span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-2531687489422913168?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-32524582723669078792008-10-03T22:06:00.004+08:002008-10-03T22:20:13.683+08:00<span style="font-family:verdana;">Sigh.... I am back. I started with a long <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">sighhh</span>... there is a reason for it. </span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">By the way, I am back in Singapore already, I was lost in action for a week or so cos, i really really had a bad week back in KL. Well, I am glad that my parents are beside me when i was 'down'. Down as in, really dead down on the bed, super sick <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">ler</span>.... </span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">At first already cough like don't know what... then went to see doc in KL, he gave me some super strong antibiotics, which my stomach cannot take it at all. So, my stomach feel bloated for don't know how many days, until today <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">loh</span>... i think about 6 days already. Can u imagine your stomach like a balloon, gonna burst in any minute, and yet, u still have to carry it around. I couldn't breath properly, cos of the gassy feeling inside me. I couldn't sleep properly, when i was lying on the bed, i feel so bad, i can't breath... sigh, really bad feeling for me. </span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">I can't eat strong taste food, I feel like throwing up after eating. I feel dizzy in the day time, slept in the living room, on a metal '<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">teh</span>-<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">yi</span>'. </span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">And worse... I was suppose to rush down to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">JB</span> for my class hour on Sunday, and guess what? i remember the flight time wrongly, and I missed the flight, ended up, staying in KL, was that a sign? cos <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Sunday</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">nite</span> was the worst of all, i vomit and cough non stop, if i was in teacher's house, will sure scared her away. </span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Monday, came back to Singapore, the gassy feeling still inside me, for the 2<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">nd</span> time, i went to a doc. but the doc was too <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">concentrate</span> on my cough and blood pressure, he didn't say much about the gastric problem, so, i carried the balloon with me for another 2 days. then 3rd time to the Doc. which was this morning... and i make sure he check me up for the gastric prob. Another 3 bags of medicine.... </span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">really hope that all the gas in my stomach will just disappear tomorrow morning... by <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">burping</span>, by farting, whatever... just get rid of all the gas. I cannot stand it anymore... </span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">oh ya, another thing, i pierced my ears, like finally ya. Now i can say, it's not painful at all.... <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">hehehe</span>, at least something to make me smile in these terrible days. </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-3252458272366907879?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-40942332231256075782008-09-25T22:48:00.002+08:002008-09-25T23:02:59.636+08:00<span style="font-family:verdana;">I am back in my kl home, it's good to be home, can relax, rest. Actually this time, i am suppose to practice piano at home, hours and hours, but i find it actually quite hard to do so. </span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">The TV is basically on from 9am till late at nite, although my parents didn't complain about anything, but i just feel not right to torture their ears, u know, when u are practising, it's not very promising.</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">2ndly, the piano is like.... my gosh, super out of tune, i can even tell by bare ears, very bad condition, well, as a very 'chin chai' pianist, i don't really care, so, that will make the torture worse, just imagine all the sounds are crashing, and i am playing the 20th cent pieces, super crash, like 2 bullet trains crashing into each other. </span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">then is the weather... extremely warm ok, make me feel like sleeping. I fell asleep even playing the computer, and that NEVER happen to me. </span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">and i am still coughing badly, every time when i am practising the piano, i just feel that i cannot catch my breath properly, i hold the breath until the end of the piece. especially the moderato and nocturne by Britten. Why must use so much strength? i got no strength leh.... then why must play so quietly? it's hard to control u know... sigh... so, at the end, my Britten become.... PINK COLOUR~~~ and teacher said i very 恶心。 我也不想的啊。救命啊~~~~</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">OK... 以上的都是借口，我一定会好好地练琴的，Sunday is another class hour, sigh.... i am gonna play the whole of the Haydn sonata, will i be able to? </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-4094233223125607578?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-88793660670297848952008-09-20T00:27:00.002+08:002008-09-20T00:32:54.629+08:00<span style="font-family:verdana;">We had a nice long chat, after all these months, all these years.... with a cup of warm tea in my hand, it's nice... i miss those days when we were together. </span><br /><ul><li><span style="font-family:verdana;">we used to talk on the phone, share our things</span></li><li><span style="font-family:verdana;">i used to go to your place, stay a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">peaceful</span> afternoon there before starting to work</span></li><li><span style="font-family:verdana;">we used to cook breakfast at my place, still remember your fried tomato and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">crumble</span> egg</span></li><li><span style="font-family:verdana;">we used to work at the same school, having lunch and dinner together...</span></li><li><span style="font-family:verdana;">we used to do so many things together, then we lost each other.</span></li><li><span style="font-family:verdana;">and now.... we've found each other again and wish our friendship last forever</span></li></ul><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-8879366067029784895?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-47708566085618987802008-09-11T01:29:00.002+08:002008-09-11T01:50:46.198+08:00我又打败仗了，喉咙依然刺痛，大伤风，怎么那么差劲。<br /><br />上个礼拜，去了JB，住了一夜，和阿松，卓乐闹了一个晚上，和他们一起游泳。他们是第一次在condo的泳池游泳，阿松好棒，一点都不畏惧，很喜欢水，玩得都不愿意上岸。然后晚上还提灯笼，两个小男孩笑得多么开心，太可爱了。<br /><br />回到新加坡，就病倒了，躺了两天，糊里糊涂地，睡得天昏地暗，连日子都差点忘记了。今天头脑比较可以思考的时候，竟然以为九月就要过去了，以为自己已经没有时间，以为学生们的笔试就要到了，更以为我的考试也已经逼近。是不是太离谱了？是不是压力大？还是被一些周围的事情影响了心情？<br /><br />是的，我很容易被别人或者别的事情影响，哪怕是一部连续剧，一首歌，一篇文章，还是一个人的一句话。最近看了一部比较悲的戏，哭得稀里哗啦，满脑子都是戏里的人，事，物。很难抽离。我是不是应该离开电脑一下下，让心情平复，沉淀，直到。。。。几时？唉~<br /><br />其实，一直以来，我都是认为自己是幸运的，想要得到的东西，不用太努力就可以拥有，但是会不会有一天，幸运不再眷顾我，让我自身自灭？我还没有学会珍惜呢。。。会不会太迟了呢？<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-4770856608561898780?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-58273598029628559112008-08-31T22:24:00.003+08:002008-08-31T22:34:04.587+08:00<span style="font-family:verdana;">haha... until just now, about 10pm, my mood got better a little... well, maybe due to "too much sleeps" syndrome, i had a bad mood, since this morning... hardly smile. but just now, i called a long lost friend, i have been looking for her for sometimes, i hated myself of loosing her contact number, but i found it eventually, on some old newspaper cuttings, fated or what? </span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">I was soooooo happy that i found her again, we chatted on the phone, happily, i am so glad to hear that she is happy now... and also she picks up piano once again, very very glad and touched. </span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">we will meet up one day right? to catch up watever that we lost b4? </span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">lets work hard together, leading a better life, shall we? I am a happy gold fish~~~</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-5827359802962855911?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-20963807394229099812008-08-28T16:33:00.003+08:002008-08-28T17:07:33.276+08:00<div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/SLZqpKHeDnI/AAAAAAAAARk/8RMkh5CFwYQ/s1600-h/sad_face5.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239492471815016050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 178px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 163px" height="185" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/SLZqpKHeDnI/AAAAAAAAARk/8RMkh5CFwYQ/s320/sad_face5.jpg" width="225" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div>该死的天秤座性格让我moody 了好几天。基本上，天秤座的人，就是一个‘烂’好人。他们不能够忍受——某某人不喜欢我——的想法。只要知道一个人对他有负面的意见，天秤座的人就会难受得不得了。</div><br /><div>这几天，我就切切实实地感受并证实了这一点。虽然说我已经非常了解自己到底是一个什么样的人，但是就是没有办法改正过来。</div><br /><div>前两天，因为要把事情做好（又是天秤在作怪），就假厉害地帮mr. ong 安排让我一个学生见他的时间，结果产生了一些误会。mr. ong sent 来了一封听起来还蛮生气的SMS。就是这封SMS让我的天空灰灰暗暗的，好像生病的感觉，然后好几天，我都不敢主动再和他联络。我非常地沮丧，脑海里一直不断的想，不断的责怪自己为什么处事那么不小心。</div><br /><div>就因为心里难受，再不解决这个僵局，我的眼泪一定决堤，心脏一定爆炸，然后我身边的人一定遭殃。所以我就发了一封简讯，势必要打破这个僵局，mr. ong 的reply 是这样的——ok, no prob, my dear friend——原来他没有把事情放在心上，没有生我的气，顿时，放下了心中大石，phew~~~ </div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/SLZqbwrgGDI/AAAAAAAAARc/03czqLdp_1o/s1600-h/happy_face_4hnd.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239492241648523314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 164px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 154px" height="179" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/SLZqbwrgGDI/AAAAAAAAARc/03czqLdp_1o/s320/happy_face_4hnd.gif" width="159" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div>看吧，这就是所谓的——天秤座症候群。。。超幼稚的，但是真的，我想改变，改掉这个自己吓自己的习惯，然后轻轻松松的，什么都不想，什么都不假设，但是真的改不了。</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-2096380739422909981?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-15070222543311514702008-08-27T11:48:00.002+08:002008-08-27T12:14:15.587+08:00有人告诉我，说我可以让兴趣变成工作，是非常幸福的事。是的，但是你知不知道，我也是绕了好大一圈，克服好多的挫败感，才得到今天的一切。虽然还不是非常成功，但是，我已经很满足了。学习钢琴的这条路，虽然我走得比别人轻松一点，但是自己也是经过很多的挣扎。就音乐，尤其是古典的，就让很多人误解，要靠这个赚钱，很多人就认为根本不可能。但是，我说你们都错得太离谱了。现在是什么样的一个社会，很多艺术家都已经改变自己的脾气来迎合这个现实的都市。现在真的会有赚不了生活的艺术家吗？ 现在的艺术家，音乐家，钢琴家，已经不一样了。<br /><br />当然，要到‘家’毕竟还有一段距离，而这段距离，绝对不是短的，也不是平坦的。但是如果你喜欢音乐，享受它，那还不容易到‘家’吗？最重要的是，理性分析自己要的是什么，坚持自己的理念，勇敢地迈向自己的梦想。<br /><br />是谁不曾被说过练琴很吵？<br />是谁不曾被说过教琴没饭吃？<br />是谁不曾被说过教琴不稳定？<br /><br />但是，是不是这样就放弃理想？然后一辈子都过着自己不喜欢的生活，做着自己不喜欢的工作，然后不出10年就开始厌倦，厌恶人生。<br /><br />如果是这样，我宁愿开开心心的吃面包，也不要流着眼泪吃鱼翅。这不是艺术家的脾气，只是一个人对自己的责任，就是让自己开心。<br /><br />我已经订下一个目标，正努力地迈向我的下一个里程碑，你呢？<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-1507022254331151470?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-47458690098339915982008-08-24T12:29:00.003+08:002008-08-24T12:35:50.341+08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/SLDkrxkh6vI/AAAAAAAAARU/gETRNywZ3II/s1600-h/23082008480.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237937807323949810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/SLDkrxkh6vI/AAAAAAAAARU/gETRNywZ3II/s320/23082008480.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;">I went for fireworks last nite... with haw, mei, JeeJeen and JY family. this year, we've got the best place to watch the fireworks, it's on a hippo, yes, in the Singapore River we were, chatting, laughing, waiting for the show to start. Really good show, i think we are going to book a hippo every year for the fireworks, cos that's really the best place to watch. Anyone interested? remember, next year Aug, look for me, and i will reserve a place for u :)</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;">I didn't really take much pic of the fireworks though, cos i was too excited and forgot to take pic of it, wanna pay more attention to the show. But we took loads of pic b4 the show, will upload it later on. </span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-4745869009833991598?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-35225026240909624962008-08-20T22:12:00.001+08:002008-08-20T22:15:25.944+08:00我想，我是经过深思熟虑才下了这个决定的，应该不会后悔，全力以赴吧！！！<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-3522502624090962496?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-57019486693793248822008-08-13T22:41:00.003+08:002008-08-13T23:03:54.765+08:00今天，我突破了一项纪录。我30年来，第一次写信给爸爸。听起来好像很奇怪，但是的确。我写了一封蛮长的‘电子家书’给爸爸。<br /><br />我的爸爸，赋予我一个可爱的小康之家，有求必应的他让我和弟妹们的童年过得非常的充实和饱满。他是我一生中，最尊敬的人。尊敬得几乎是怕他，不说不知，我这个天不怕地不怕的女人，凶巴巴的，谁踩着了我的尾巴，就好像疯狗一样的乱咬的人，非常害怕自己的爸爸，一个既温和，又有礼的男人。我们聊天的话题，永远离不开天气和工作这些表面的东西。<br /><br />刚才，我的心情很澎湃，再加上妹妹的鼓励，我决定给爸爸写封家书。虽然事情后来解决了， 但是我还是决定给爸爸写封信。因为这是一个非常好的机会，打破一个30年都直立不倒的一堵墙。<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-5701948669379324882?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-50743653059590240312008-08-02T00:49:00.003+08:002008-08-08T11:44:31.649+08:00<span style="font-family:verdana;">yeah, i am so happy, my husband is finally back home, more than 2 months, my gosh... how did i manage? but i guess, just got to get used to it, in fact, i become more <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">independent</span>, now that he is back, i can be dependent again, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">hehe</span>...<br /><br />along with his return, of course.... <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">PRESENTSSS</span>!!!! my gift no.1 got to be that 100ml perfume, named miracle, i always wanted to buy this perfume, luckily never, cos i am so happy he actually willing to buy me this, he always think that perfume is something very wasteful, not worth the price.<br /><br />gift no.2..... which i didn't have any clue b4 i saw it from his luggage, a big time surprise.... a pair of Nike <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">sandals</span>.... gee, he actually bring that all the way from Sydney... i am so touched!!! Thank you so much darling.<br /><br />one little crystal dolphin, for my car deco<br /><br />one kangaroo soft toy<br /><br />one dolphin that can <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">strink</span> and expend to about 600% of the original size when put into water, cool ya, i haven try it yet, but i think i will be fun to play with it.<br /><br />one dolphin that have super strong magnet on it... yeah, i know, he super like dolphin, and also cos i am <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">xiao</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">yu</span>, i leave in water, so i love sea creature too, dolphins are my favorite.<br /><br />a few badges, soft toys, and some little aeroplane and have sound and lights.. very cute as well. I will give that little aeroplane to my beloved sister, she will scream and love it!!!<br /><br />and a good news~~~ haw got promoted... i am so happy, all the good things and good news are following him home, bring me happiness... i am gonna be sleepless <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">tonite</span>. </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-5074365305959024031?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-6807844407615876092008-07-30T01:55:00.001+08:002008-08-04T00:08:36.022+08:00<div><embed src="http://widget-90.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;il=1&amp;channel=432345564260137360&amp;site=widget-90.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"></embed><div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"><a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=432345564260137360&amp;map=1" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-90.slide.com/p1/432345564260137360/bb_t016_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /></a> <a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=432345564260137360&amp;map=2" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-90.slide.com/p2/432345564260137360/bb_t016_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /></a> <a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&at=un&id=432345564260137360&map=F" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-90.slide.com/p4/432345564260137360/bb_t016_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /></a></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-680784440761587609?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-42247212296980360122008-07-15T23:37:00.002+08:002008-07-15T23:57:24.652+08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/SHzI2J_Cn4I/AAAAAAAAAQw/yH-PA6plusk/s1600-h/00105046077630503362340629512272481583459.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223270500561756034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/SHzI2J_Cn4I/AAAAAAAAAQw/yH-PA6plusk/s320/00105046077630503362340629512272481583459.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>在胡文雁的《咏叹调》里发现了一本书，叫《琴缘一生》，非常感兴趣，但是新加坡好像买不到了，上网打听打听，原来台湾有在卖，就想起一个学生就在台湾。用MSN和他联系了一下，拜托他帮我买。他答应了之后，就一直兴奋得不行。</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>那天和Mr. Ong 谈起想要拥有这本书的欲望，他竟然说可以借我他的那本，还有Ruth Slenczynska 的亲笔签名的《琴缘一生》，现在，已经在我手里。</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>我已经没有看书一段日子了，从前，每天的生命里都不可能没有书的陪伴。但是好像自从太久都找不到一本能够打动人心的书之后，我就把这个兴趣搁在一边。但是现在我找到了，我已经开始在阅读这本《琴缘一生》，才只不过开了短短的20页，就已经忍不住要和人分享，当然，身边天天出现，又懂得音乐，又挥之不去的，就只有妹妹咯！我每看一段感动的，就和她分享，但是她好像觉得我很烦。。。实在是不懂得欣赏的家伙。</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>我好喜欢作者写作的手法，幽默又不失内涵，还附有太多太多的钢琴技巧，那也只不过是20页的内容，可想而知，读完整本，我将会是何等的获益匪浅。</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>太感谢mr. ong了，他一再的提醒我要好好地保护这本书，因为是他的'aunty Ruth Slenczynska' 亲笔签名再送给他的。。。我会好好的保护，放心吧~ </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>在这里介绍给大家，因为真的是一本让人热血沸腾，感动到不行的一本好书！！！</div><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-4224721229698036012?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-90366471812205084232008-07-06T23:12:00.004+08:002008-07-06T23:36:06.355+08:00<embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 320px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-d2.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;il=1&amp;channel=432345564259318482&amp;site=widget-d2.slide.com"></embed> <div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"><a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=432345564259318482&amp;map=1" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-d2.slide.com/p1/432345564259318482/bb_t046_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /></a> <a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=432345564259318482&amp;map=2" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-d2.slide.com/p2/432345564259318482/bb_t046_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /></a> <a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=432345564259318482&amp;map=F" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-d2.slide.com/p4/432345564259318482/bb_t046_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" /></a></div><br /><p><span style="font-family:verdana;">Went to the mozart exhibition with teacher and her 2 sons, 卓乐 &amp; 松乐。。。 they are so cute, don't believe me? the pictures say it all... especially when they were in Mozart's costumes, the wigs, really sooooo adorable. I feel like biting them, hehe, no la, just joking. </span></p><p><span style="font-family:verdana;">Evening, i went to a most 'jaws drop' class hour, at Mr. Ong's house. i never know a young kids like 7 years old, 13 years old, can play that fast, the fingers are like... robotic man. Techniques are superb, most expressive, most musical. ok, i must start to practice my piano, i mean, thoroughly. Another sleepless nite to me, everytime after i watch something inspired, i will get very high, and feel like playing the piano for the whole nite, too excited to rest. But too bad, eventhough i don't need to sleep, other ppl does, i can't practically play the piano in the middle of the nite. sigh... will just get myself settle down on the bed then~~~ </span></p><p></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-9036647181220508423?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-44014239403086429662008-06-29T23:28:00.001+08:002008-06-29T23:55:57.389+08:00<div><embed src="http://widget-00.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;il=1&amp;channel=432345564259110144&amp;site=widget-00.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"></embed><div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"><a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=432345564259110144&amp;map=1" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-00.slide.com/p1/432345564259110144/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /></a> <a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=432345564259110144&amp;map=2" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-00.slide.com/p2/432345564259110144/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /></a> <a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&at=un&id=432345564259110144&map=F" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-00.slide.com/p4/432345564259110144/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /></a></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-4401423940308642966?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-4000091610890163432008-06-28T23:10:00.002+08:002008-06-28T23:23:41.915+08:00<span style="font-family:verdana;">oh my my my~~~~ i was soooo impressed with the masterclass today, i learn sooo much, really. especially mr. ong's teaching method, a lot of methods are new to me, all the techniques, i never know those techniques can be thought this way! now, i can teach my students with all those explanation or 'secrets' as mr. ong said. He said he has lots and lots of 'secrets' to make his playing so wonderful....</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">I was nervous, he can tell. I was shaking, as usual... but luckily he didn't give any 'harsh' comment about my performing. phew~~~~ it's over!!! IT'S OVER!!! i am so free... and i feel happy, after masterclass, had dinner with mr. ong, then supper.... syok syok~~~</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-400009161089016343?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-75505036424722687282008-06-25T23:53:00.002+08:002008-06-26T00:06:05.913+08:00啊，我得赶快完成这天的故事。。。现在已经是11.53pm 了，要来不及了。<br /><br />ok, 今天非常幸福，也充实。。。 因为我在JB呆了大半天，基本上是跟老师粘在一起大半天。我很喜欢和她一起的感觉，她告诉我很多关于音乐方面的故事，我喜欢听，因为我知道，这些都不是在上课的时候可以学到的。那，我也可以和我的学生们分享一些我觉得有趣的故事。<br /><br />一大早，我当然是练琴啦，因为一直到今天，我还走不出上个星期天那个masterclass 的阴影。就老是觉得自己弹得很烂，昨天在家还特别的练了好几十遍。今天早上再练，因该不下30遍吧。然后老师近来听。。。还是没有什么contrast, balancing 也不明显。ok.... 再练。。。<br /><br />终于，老师第二次近来听的时候，哈哈。。。 可以了，balance very obvious, contrasts are better.... yahooo~~~~ 太高兴了，但是我知道我自己的问题，其实已经弹得above average 了，只是我有‘上台表演恐惧症’哈哈。。。真有这病吗？现在就只希望星期六，一切都顺利，不渴望得到mr. ong 的大赞赏，只要不丢脸就好了。。。唉，要求真低啊！！！<br /><br />祝福我吧~ 我需要的~~<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-7550503642472268728?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-74649085146047013342008-06-23T13:31:00.003+08:002008-06-23T13:43:02.486+08:00you know, yesterday i went for another class hour... suppose to be something like the master class. but the maestro is my teacher. My very first time to attend a masterclass, so i didn't know that not just teacher need to comment on my performance, but also all the audience. of course i need to comment on other ppl's performance as well. sigh sigh.... i got terrible stage fright. it's my 死穴。ended up, my hands, my legs, my body, all shaking while performing... 弹得乱七八糟。老师还叫我从弹。唉！！！<br /><br />明明在家练习的时候，已经是百分之一百的没有错误，但是一紧张，就又断谱，又错音，一塌糊涂。已经是对那份谱熟悉得不得了，还是不行，下个礼拜的masterclass, 不知道可以不可以活着走出大堂。需不需要先吃一粒镇定剂哈？<br /><br />我很怕叻，心情完全不能平复下来，这个星期该怎么过？学生的考试又在眼前了。。。 压力压力压力。。。 ARGHHHH~~~~~ 压力啊！！！！！<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-7464908514604701334?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-54631466414924232982008-06-20T22:19:00.002+08:002008-06-20T22:26:03.550+08:00<div><embed src="http://widget-71.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;il=1&amp;channel=432345564258793073&amp;site=widget-71.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"></embed><div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"><a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=432345564258793073&amp;map=1" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-71.slide.com/p1/432345564258793073/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /></a> <a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=432345564258793073&amp;map=2" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-71.slide.com/p2/432345564258793073/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /></a> <a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&at=un&id=432345564258793073&map=F" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-71.slide.com/p4/432345564258793073/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /></a></div></div><br />Me and sis went to watch kungfu Panda, hahaha, superb, it's so funny... i can't help and can't stop laughing till now... i love the blur blur look of his. and his fur, feel like running to the screen and just jump into the movie, and HUGGGGG him.... must be very comfy to hug him.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-5463146641492423298?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-91290895728051678642008-06-13T23:19:00.003+08:002008-06-13T23:23:17.280+08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/SFKQKnyCq1I/AAAAAAAAAQg/3AQDv-tQ5l4/s1600-h/7843_2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211386230973049682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/SFKQKnyCq1I/AAAAAAAAAQg/3AQDv-tQ5l4/s320/7843_2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><p><span style="font-family:verdana;"> I have a new toy, this is it, my tibo A1200i, my very cool GPS system, ya? yeah!!!! I am gonna use it for my KL trip tomorrow, so excited. </span></p><p><span style="font-family:verdana;">I am not gonna miss any entrance anymore, i am not going to lost my way and ended up in some army camp anymore, i am not going to follow the 海岸线 and make a big round trip of singapore, just to get from Bukit Timah to Ang Mo Kio anymore.... yeah!!! I am the route expert now, ask me ba!!!</span></p><p><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span> </p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-9129089572805167864?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-67143454025191809252008-06-09T23:49:00.002+08:002008-06-09T23:57:35.487+08:00<span style="font-family:verdana;">u know, i went swimming the other day, after like so many years. so, i went swimming, well, it's only 4 laps, but that's enough to kill me, the next day, i really really feel that, i am just one huge potato, i can't feel my hands, my arms, my legs, so, one big potato. </span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-6714345402519180925?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-80909780807911036812008-06-07T23:04:00.001+08:002008-06-07T23:08:32.382+08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/SEqkVxqCepI/AAAAAAAAAQY/0eFdpfRnBgw/s1600-h/a.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209156613021268626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/SEqkVxqCepI/AAAAAAAAAQY/0eFdpfRnBgw/s320/a.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-8090978080791103681?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-58166863304010115832008-06-03T20:09:00.002+08:002008-06-03T20:22:58.078+08:00<span style="font-family:verdana;">sometimes, u will just find yourself in a mess. The room is in a mess, the car is in a mess, the kitchen is messy, hand writing is weird, cannot talk properly, brain not functioning etc etc, and at last, u will lose yourself in all these mess. </span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">This happen to me once in a while, i don't know the periodic time is how long, but once a while i will feel very very extremely lost and down, can just burst into tears for nothing, scold ppl around me for nothing. But i got my own way to solve all these sh*t of mine. Some ppl will say i am just giving excuses, but i know, i am NOT!!! ok. </span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">These few days i didn't post, cos, i was busy tidying up myself, everything, starting from the room, then the drawers, clear all the pile and pile of laundry, guess what? my life was messy, everything messy, even my wardrobe collapsed, can u believe that? the whole iron bar fell off, so, i cleared the wardrobe as well, all those that i never wear anymore, pack pack pack and send them all back to KL. Throw so many things, till today, i am still throwing. but it's much better already, i don't feel lost anymore. I am in one piece again, I am once again a happy woman~~~ </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-5816686330401011583?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-60973749660928676522008-05-28T19:08:00.004+08:002008-05-29T22:28:39.712+08:00gee~~~ i am so lost recently, i lost my handphone pouch, i lost my vitamin C, i even lost my haydn piano score!!!! how can i lose that? i still need it, i need to practise for the masterclass, and now, I LOST IT!!!!!<br /><br />i use another version of the score for piano lesson this morning, so not used to that score, so kena scolding from teacher, she thought that i never practise, but true also la, i really never touch the piano for 3 days. I even lost myself in this, i don't know how to play piano with heart anymore, my pieces left black and white only, no colours at all, no expressions, no feelings, sigh sigh... how?? someone help me, i used to be so proud of my expressiveness in music, and now, i lost all of them.<br /><br />i cried just now, while listening to beethoven violin sonata, spring. i don't know why all of the sudden, while driving, i just cried. looked at the sky, it's dark, gonna rain soon, just like my heart now...<br /><br />i don't know who to go to, i usually am the one that comfort others, i don't know who can understand me. gee... help me!! i am drowning.<br /><br />你有没有那么迷失过。不只是心灵上的，就是开始找东西，好像身边的东西都躲着我似的，也不一定什么都真的不见了，有时候还是会找回来的，但是我的音乐好像真的找不回，不管我怎么练，它就只是一棵一棵的音符，一点生命力都没有。也不美，也不丑，但就是平凡。怎么都突破不了，怎么办，多一个星期又是class hour 了，然后月尾就是masterclass，我会有突破吗？<br /><br />每次有这种感觉的时候，都会来个大扫除，希望把一些多余，没用的东西都丢掉，这次好像没有什么帮助，而且更严重了。什么东西都找不到。救命！！！！<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-6097374966092867652?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-27938826596075162792008-05-22T10:31:00.004+08:002008-05-22T10:46:08.638+08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/SDTbikL-d6I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/Ei70QC_bFz8/s1600-h/t3+blue.bmp"><span ><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203024856395708322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/SDTbikL-d6I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/Ei70QC_bFz8/s320/t3+blue.bmp" border="0" /></span></a><span > 今天早上，飞机场是蓝色的。因为，我亲爱的老公被公司派去澳洲公干两个多月，70天的日子，我会好好的过吗？唉~~~<br /><br />现在他在30000英尺的高空有想念我吗？还是忙着和漂亮的空姐聊天。。。 唉~~~<br /><br />澳洲寒冷的天气他会习惯吗？不会病倒吧，会自己照顾自己吧。。。 唉~~~<br /><br />蓝色的飞机场怎么变得水汪汪了？唉~~~<br /><br />期待粉红色的飞机场，在70天后出现。。。</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-2793882659607516279?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-12985295237002368682008-05-22T10:11:00.004+08:002008-05-22T14:20:48.060+08:00<div><embed src="http://widget-cc.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;il=1&amp;channel=432345564257166028&amp;site=widget-cc.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"></embed><div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"><a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=432345564257166028&amp;map=1" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-cc.slide.com/p1/432345564257166028/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /></a> <a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=432345564257166028&amp;map=2" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-cc.slide.com/p2/432345564257166028/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /></a></div></div><br /><br />我见到他了，认识他了。。。 他是王立达，一位我想认识很久很久的人，大师级的演奏家及钢琴老师。<br /><br />当候老师告诉我他的种种，我就对这位大师起了很大的兴趣。希望认识他，让他在我的心中不再神秘。终于，昨天晚上，我认识他了，和候老师一起到他的家去吃晚饭。撇开一桌子的好菜不说（都是他亲手烹饪的，不敢相信吧！）他的性格真的深深的吸引着我，多么开朗的个性，多么幽默的一个人，太妙了，吃完饭，要离开的时候，是多么的不舍，踏出他的家门，门关上的那一刻，就已经想念他了，想念和他一起的时光。<br /><br />我想，现在已经认识了，如果我坚持的话，以后还有很多机会向他学习。所以我一定要坚持走下去，我这条钢琴的路。<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-1298529523700236868?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-18919784308084515362008-05-15T00:59:00.002+08:002008-05-15T01:11:54.591+08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/SCsbGz2j9nI/AAAAAAAAAQI/-w3eYk3kEFc/s1600-h/1210661467717_000.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200279998541592178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/SCsbGz2j9nI/AAAAAAAAAQI/-w3eYk3kEFc/s320/1210661467717_000.jpg" border="0" /></a> 数以万计的蟾蜍，上演了一部‘大搬迁’，这个画面也许会让你感到不舒服，但是，这的确发生在四川大地震前的一个礼拜左右。<br /><br />这奇特的景象，也确实让一些村民感到惶恐和不安。认为这可能是一次大灾害的预兆。<br /><br />然而，请教专家的结果却是：‘这哪是什么灾害的预兆，这可是一种自然现象，因为这里的土质与水的温度非常适合蟾蜍的繁殖，所以它们才“举家搬迁”到这儿来。’<br /><br />一个星期之后，四川发生大地震，这是巧合，还是自然生态给的预兆，有待思考。<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-1891978430808451536?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-35734427342195954182008-05-11T08:50:00.002+08:002008-05-11T22:32:42.673+08:00<div><embed src="http://widget-68.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;il=1&amp;channel=432345564256863592&amp;site=widget-68.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"></embed><div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"><a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=432345564256863592&amp;map=1" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-68.slide.com/p1/432345564256863592/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /></a> <a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=432345564256863592&amp;map=2" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-68.slide.com/p2/432345564256863592/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /></a></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-3573442734219595418?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-64971646120306416702008-05-08T01:40:00.003+08:002008-05-08T01:49:44.631+08:00<span style="font-family:verdana;">Gosh, i am going to Ong Lip Tat's masterclass in June, i really cannot believe this, can i survive thru 3 class hours and eventually attending the masterclass? I need to memorise the piece, gosh, my worse ability. My memory sucks~~~ </span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">But according to teacher, this is once in the life time golden opportunity, do i affort to let it just slip thru my fingers? I think i will regret for my whole life if i reject the offer, oh man, i am kinda excited, and nervous from my hair to the bottom of my feet, jia lat, i already don't know what i am talking about, i wanted to go!!!!!! but am i good enough? i am scared that mr ong will just stop my performance and chase me out from the hall, sigh, will that nitemare happen to me? or maybe i will be his fav pupil, hahahahaha, dreaming!!! not because i play very well, but because of my 无厘头-ness... haha, teacher once mention, we are so alike, she said i talk like mr. ong. </span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">oh mama, i need to work harder, i need to memorise the piece man, ok, dictation starts tomorrow morning 7am. (only if i can wake up so early) as u know, it's already 1.48am, i don't think i can wake up at 7am haha, ok, maybe after my 10am student. </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-6497164612030641670?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-72173724123413335012008-04-30T12:29:00.003+08:002008-04-30T12:51:24.552+08:00刚上完钢琴课。。。本来就是一种压力，再加上根本没有足够的练习，每一次都是用混的。自己都感觉惭愧。老师是不错的，感觉上我的进度很慢，但是真的学了不少的技巧。一些以前都自己摸索的东西，现在是由一个老师来告诉你，哪里是对的，哪边是需要改进的，感觉不一样。多了一份安全感。<br /><br />像我这种人，每天就是教教教教教。。。 没有时间去看一场音乐会，就算有，看了之后也没有人可以交流一下，根本学不了。但是，每当老师示范给我听的时候，哪怕是一小段，一页，或几个小节，都是一种感动。因为，马上就可以听出我弹的和她弹的不一样。倒不是我不好，但是就算是同一首曲子，因为表达的方式不一样，出来就感觉不一样。<br /><br />今天，老师弹了一页piano sonata in e minor, 3rd movement, by haydn，是感动到不行的那种。她是怎么办到的？一个平时很严谨，严肃的人，弹起这种快乐的曲子的时候，就像小孩一样。我完全可以看到那个画面，蓝蓝的天空，碌碌的大草原， 天边挂着彩虹，五颜六色的花丛，活泼的蝴蝶，和一个活泼乱跳，带点小顽皮的小男孩，就是这样的画面。凭着这个画面，加上她指间流出来的音符，我的眼眶湿了，整个身体是热的，鸡皮疙瘩起得乱七八糟的。。。<br /><br />我下定决心，必须把这首曲子弹好，因为我太喜欢它了。<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-7217372412341333501?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-36573075306465213412008-04-20T23:00:00.009+08:002008-04-20T23:18:02.326+08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/SAta23DgwsI/AAAAAAAAAPY/c-v4JBo1Rt8/s1600-h/19042008297.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191342894012744386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/SAta23DgwsI/AAAAAAAAAPY/c-v4JBo1Rt8/s320/19042008297.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">guess where did i go last saturday? tada~~~ The National Library @ Bugis<br /></span><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><br /><br /><p><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></p><p><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></p><p><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></p><p><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></p><p><span style="font-family:verdana;"></p></span><br /><br /><br /></span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/SAtbUXDgwtI/AAAAAAAAAPg/IvtWdLR7e9k/s1600-h/19042008298.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191343400818885330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/SAtbUXDgwtI/AAAAAAAAAPg/IvtWdLR7e9k/s320/19042008298.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">The Building, it's bigggg and tallll.</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/SAtb53DgwuI/AAAAAAAAAPo/o98I-NgAZRA/s1600-h/19042008302.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191344045063979746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/SAtb53DgwuI/AAAAAAAAAPo/o98I-NgAZRA/s320/19042008302.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">the iSouvenir, eKiosk and the computer. 3 auto selling, auto paying and auto searching machine in the library. </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-3657307530646521341?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-36952689511467192822008-04-15T10:10:00.003+08:002008-04-16T12:19:03.643+08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/SAQOoiK23XI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/6D5sJfmco8c/s1600-h/cup.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189288760167554418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/SAQOoiK23XI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/6D5sJfmco8c/s320/cup.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>有3个杯子，一个空的，一个装了一半的水，另一个则是装满了水，请问，哪一个杯子比较幸福呢？</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>答案：CupB..... 因为。。。幸福‘没’满！哈哈</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-3695268951146719282?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-13478773545917709192008-04-13T22:17:00.011+08:002008-04-14T01:09:41.617+08:00昨晚睡得迟，今天醒得迟。。。是一种恶性循环。醒来的时候，已经过了早餐时间。但是今天妹并没有tag着我们，所以100%的两人世界，从我们醒来那一刻开始。今天去了两个地方,<br /><br />1) Orchard Road's Popular bookstore<br />2) <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">VivoCity</span><br /><br />我们是冲着Popular的搬迁大减价去的，20%的折扣实在是难以抗拒。我买了一盒铅笔，因为很久没有用铅笔了，就一并买了一个sharpener。当然还有一些有的没的。<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/SAIeaSK23PI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/Wnh13JAuUto/s1600-h/13042008284.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188743157587041522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/SAIeaSK23PI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/Wnh13JAuUto/s320/13042008284.jpg" border="0" /></a>这就是我买的那个sharpener. 我喜欢是因为它有一个盖子可以保护sharpener的刀片没有那么容易生锈，并且有一个空间能够把削出来的铅笔‘皮’收起，然后再拿去垃圾桶倒掉，很方便不是吗？ 然后万万没有想到。。。<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/SAIm2SK23QI/AAAAAAAAAOY/jKQUzMvukpo/s1600-h/13042008287.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188752434716400898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/SAIm2SK23QI/AAAAAAAAAOY/jKQUzMvukpo/s320/13042008287.jpg" border="0" /></a>然后万万没有想到。。。我不是买了一盒铅笔吗？竟然有送一个sharpener哩。就是这个黄黄的。然后，老公就骂我笨，怎么没看见就又买多一个sharpener.... 唉。。。 就在叹息期间。。。<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><p></p><p></p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188752439011368210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/SAIm2iK23RI/AAAAAAAAAOg/FisHMdEZoOI/s320/white.jpg" border="0" /> <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188752447601302818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/SAIm3CK23SI/AAAAAAAAAOo/CYjPWkj5IC0/s320/yellow.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/SAIm2iK23RI/AAAAAAAAAOg/FisHMdEZoOI/s1600-h/white.jpg"></a><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/SAIm3CK23SI/AAAAAAAAAOo/CYjPWkj5IC0/s1600-h/yellow.jpg"></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/SAIm2iK23RI/AAAAAAAAAOg/FisHMdEZoOI/s1600-h/white.jpg"></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error"></span><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error">Tada</span>... 黄黄的sharpener 竟然fit perfectly in the casing... amazing right? so, i am not 笨after all<br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">wahahaha</span>.... <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">ok</span>, after orchard road, we decided to go <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">vivo</span> city for dinner, wanna eat the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Hong</span> Kong 茶餐厅。<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/SAIuWyK23TI/AAAAAAAAAOw/rRs0d3af9Bo/s1600-h/13042008276.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188760689643543858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/SAIuWyK23TI/AAAAAAAAAOw/rRs0d3af9Bo/s320/13042008276.jpg" border="0" /></a><---- this is the prove, we really went to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">vivocity</span>, (prove for what... sigh, 无聊透顶。）<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><p><br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/SAIuXSK23VI/AAAAAAAAAPA/1CHo-6O7lbU/s1600-h/13042008281+copy.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188760698233478482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/SAIuXSK23VI/AAAAAAAAAPA/1CHo-6O7lbU/s320/13042008281+copy.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><---- <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">haha</span>... saw this in one of the shop in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">vivo</span>, 像不像翻版的小鱼老师呢? 我可是做了一些手脚，加了副眼镜，但是，<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">pai</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">seh</span> la， 胸部实在是没办法，<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">photoshop</span> 可是没有什么iron function. 没办法把它们‘弄’平。<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/SAIuXyK23WI/AAAAAAAAAPI/AU8d709_eNU/s1600-h/13042008282+copy.jpg"></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/SAIuXyK23WI/AAAAAAAAAPI/AU8d709_eNU/s1600-h/13042008282+copy.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188760706823413090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/SAIuXyK23WI/AAAAAAAAAPI/AU8d709_eNU/s320/13042008282+copy.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/SAIuXyK23WI/AAAAAAAAAPI/AU8d709_eNU/s1600-h/13042008282+copy.jpg"></a><br /><---- they are cute too, from the same shop.</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-1347877354591770919?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-61980206753412803352008-04-13T00:47:00.002+08:002008-04-13T01:05:08.764+08:00<embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 320px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-fa.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;il=1&amp;channel=432345564256152826&amp;site=widget-fa.slide.com" wmode="transparent" salign="l" scale="noscale" quality="high"></embed> <div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"><a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=432345564256152826&amp;map=1" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-fa.slide.com/p1/432345564256152826/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /></a> <a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=432345564256152826&amp;map=2" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-fa.slide.com/p2/432345564256152826/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /></a></div><br /><br />oh... just came back from jaz's birthday party, and here are the pictures i took, oh, this is call good efficiency or what, haha.<br /><br />super 热闹， 都是jaz的同班同学。大家喊啊闹的，实在开心，我想是平时被繁重的功课压抑得太久了，待到机会就趁机‘疯’一下。<br /><br />唉，这次还是被硬拱上去表演了一下，我想下次如果再参加这种生日派对的时候，真的必须准备准备。<br /><br />回到家，开了电脑，就‘啪’的一下，倒在温暖的床上，竟然睡着了，真的是‘啪’的不省人事。然后和睡意‘打架’了一下，我醒了。here i come, blogging.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-6198020675341280335?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-39712160245466560872008-04-12T13:36:00.002+08:002008-04-12T13:57:16.687+08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/SABM8VbZmRI/AAAAAAAAAOI/Trp6vl7dkik/s1600-h/12042008253.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188231370158741778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6yAOqAOV7EI/SABM8VbZmRI/AAAAAAAAAOI/Trp6vl7dkik/s320/12042008253.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>没有下雨，没有太阳的天空真让人期待啊。但是这样的天空好像撑不了多久啊，果然，30秒内，即下。。。 哗啦啦的倾盆大雨。 </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/31029732-3971216024546656087?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-87441754966820638622008-04-11T09:16:00.002+08:002008-04-11T09:20:46.682+08:00<embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 320px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-96.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;il=1&amp;channel=432345564256139414&amp;site=widget-96.slide.com"></embed> <div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"><a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=432345564256139414&amp;map=1" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-96.slide.com/p1/432345564256139414/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /></a> <a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=432345564256139414&amp;map=2" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-96.slide.com/p2/432345564256139414/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /></a></div><br /><br />My brother, a doctor-to-be, aren't you proud of him? sobz sobz.. tears of happiness are sliding down my cheeks, :)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-8744175496682063862?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-33310077578186685682008-03-24T21:27:00.002+08:002008-03-24T21:32:45.610+08:00<span style="font-family:verdana;">i've changed some elements in this blog, first, i added a picture, obvious right? 2ndly, cos the picture sort of cover part of my blog's title, so, i shifted it to the right site. &amp;&amp;&amp;&amp; i even changed the website of it, u know why? my previous one (dailies-me.blogspot.com) very confusing, even myself don't know whether got 2 'L' s or 2 'I' s... then one day, my friend said, hey, can't find your blog la, then i gave her the address, still cannot find... 原来 she typed 2 L... </span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">so i 下定决心, must change the website address to.... ta da~~~ </span><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://my-signatures.blogspot.com/"><span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;">http://my-signatures.blogspot.com</span></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-3331007757818668568?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-7281738752245606682008-03-20T14:49:00.002+08:002008-03-20T14:56:35.121+08:00<span style="font-family:verdana;">ok, i have this very good music programme for children aged 4 to 6, it's a group lesson that my teacher established. </span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">can learn a lot of things in it, reading notes, listening, rhythms, orchestra instruments etc etc, like a compact programme, after this 2 years programme, children can go straight into individual lesson, piano, violin etc etc, and won't give that individual teacher problems like, cannot read notes, no pitching, can't hear music in head. </span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">anyone interested? that lesson will be held in bukit timah road, time, monday 2pm. interested plz leave me a comment and i will reply asap, thanks~~~</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-728173875224560668?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-14043423324376883362008-03-16T22:21:00.002+08:002008-03-16T22:38:26.509+08:00<span style="font-family:verdana;">ok, today i cooked BKT. well, ok la, not very impress, cos i already used to the good taste of my cooking, wahahaha.... anyway, i got a guest today, jee jeen, my sis's friend. She came over for dinner, after that we fetched her home, cos she needs a car to send her table from the old flat to the new one. </span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">The process of un-done the table was so hilarious loh, well, the table got 4 legs, hmm... obviously, but with that 4 legs attaching the table top, we will not beable to fit it into the car, so we need to detach the 4 legs, and each leg has 5 screws to make it attaching the table top, if we need to detach the 4 legs, we got to unscrew 20 screws. Tat's tiring, cos the screw driver given is like super short, very hard to use. In conclusion, it's superrrrrrrr difficult and a lot of hassle to unscrew that 20 screws... </span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">after detaching 2 legs, which took like about 15mins, then we realised, oh, we don't have to unscrew those screws, just turn the legs, and it's detached. well, i know it's confusing, but actually, it's superrrrrrr easy to un-done the whole table, u only need to use approximately less than 3 mins, WHATTTTT!!! all of us, haw, mei, jee jeen and I laughed like crazy, stup*d right? gee~~~~ anyway, that's about it. sigh, i am wu liao... </span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">me: i wonder why recently so many parents want to start their kid with piano lesson...</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Haw: cos it's getting cold (weather) nowadays, keep raining...</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">me: ????? what's the relationship between weather and piano lesson? </span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Haw: cos when u buy a piano, it free with a heater</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">me: -_-!!!</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-1404342332437688336?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-51869822268429773532008-03-11T23:39:00.002+08:002008-03-11T23:57:31.783+08:00<span style="font-family:verdana;">哇，你知道什么是忙到要吐吗？？？ 你应该过一过我这种日子，驾车驾到要吐，已经驾到盲目了，就是到达目的地之后，再回想，yi? 我是怎么来到的？就是这种感觉，恐怖不？连自己怎么开车到达目的地的都不知道。课排得满满的。。。学校假期，然后补课补课补课。。。 永无止境的补课。。。 anyway... 我还是开心的啦，因为我喜欢我的工作，刚才以上的，都是一些唠叨而已。老公说，我有一份全世界最好的工作，这句话也无形的在鼓励着我向前。。。</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">再加上，最近jia ying 又喜欢钢琴了，他有一段时间非常排斥钢琴，他说，凡是和钢琴扯在一起的歌曲，电影，书本，感觉，一切一切，他都讨厌。我听了，真的非常痛心。一样我自己喜欢的东西，到别人眼里，口中，是这么的不堪，感觉不好受。如果换成别人，可能我已经告诉他的妈妈说如果他没有兴趣，就不用浪费金钱和时间，赶紧drop 掉会比较好，但是偏偏是jia ying， 因为他很有天分，我不舍得让他放弃钢琴，我想他以后一定会后悔的，所以我撑下去。</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">那天，他要换掉他的baby 钢琴，我陪他去选了一下，当他看见那么大的一间warehouse，里面全都是钢琴的时候，我看见他的眼睛里闪着光，兴奋得跑上跑下，这里试试，那里试试。我心里多么的感动。他还是喜欢钢琴的，他的眼神出卖了他之前的叛逆。但是那天，他没有买着任何一架钢琴。他的新钢琴是在另一家买的，今天去他家上课，他东介绍，西介绍，介绍他新买的玩具一般，语气里透露着兴奋的心情，我当下非常感动。真希望我能够让我所有的学生都喜欢钢琴。</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-5186982226842977353?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-81983602627737901442008-02-19T22:35:00.002+08:002008-02-19T22:49:01.298+08:00<span style="font-family:verdana;">当你关上门，关了灯，电脑打开着，播着一些老情歌，一些陪你走过岁月的歌，手上的一杯热的中国茶，然后在思考一些无关痛痒而且无聊的东西，很享受，是不是？<br /><br />然后，我突然记得，还有乐理功课，还有没改完的乐理，还有没练习完的曲子。。。 唉~~~ na ah nei~~~<br /><br />忙碌的生活让我已经忘记如何去享受一杯热热的中国茶，每次喝茶，都是冲冲茫茫地把它灌进肚子，已经习惯很快的喝，很快的吃，很快。。。 很快，什么都是快的。快得不健康，快得没有效率， 快得已经停不下脚步。<br /><br />其中一个鼠年的愿望，就是每天晚上，泡杯热茶，然后慢慢地喝它一个晚上。 然后把夜晚和白天。。。 分开来。白天不得不快的脚步，已经不可能再停下来，唯有在夜晚，把步伐调慢，拿个平衡，这样应该比较健康。</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-8198360262773790144?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31029732.post-32697355373584390702008-02-18T01:31:00.004+08:002008-02-18T01:47:26.220+08:00<span style="font-family:verdana;">The year of Rat~~~<br /><br />sorry for the BOOM in the activities in this blog, it's all because i abandoned this blog for too long and 神经质地忽然很想给他博客一下。</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">以下是在新年期间拍的照片。。。 =新年快乐=</span><br /><div><embed src="http://widget-d9.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=un&il=1&channel=432345564255467225&site=widget-d9.slide.com" style="width:426px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"></embed><div style="width:426px;text-align:left;"><a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=un&at=un&id=432345564255467225&map=1" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-d9.slide.com/p1/432345564255467225/un_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /></a> <a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=un&at=un&id=432345564255467225&map=2" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-d9.slide.com/p2/432345564255467225/un_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /></a></div></div><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31029732-3269735537358439070?l=my-signatures.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>-Xiao Yu-http://www.blogger.com/profile/11429721818125651222noreply@blogger.com0