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2012年2月14日星期二

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2012年2月3日星期五

忽然之间

#忽然之间 天昏地暗。。。#
--莫文蔚原唱
--炎亚纶翻唱


这几天电脑又坏了,因为hard disc坏了。
现在修好了~ 应该不会又无端端坏吧。

也许是距离离开马来西亚的日子越来越近了
忽然之间,我想回了很多事情。。

呵呵^^

想起思慧说:
“你哦,除了放得进嘴里的东西讲好吃,喝得进嘴巴的东西也讲好喝,就连看得顺眼的男生都讲好看-.-" ”

想起欣伊说:
“你看、你看,只要把她的声音mute掉了就不觉得她会怎样。*幸灾乐祸的样子*”
想起梓情说:
“你应该笑多一点,像我一样。*用手指拨开刘海*”
想起嘉欣那个为了安慰我而讲出怪腔怪调的话:
“不要这样嘛~大不了以后找个更好的嘛~乖哦~不哭哦~”

想起珏琤嗲声嗲气地喊我:
“sun~~~~”

想起蔚琳每次古灵精怪地表演东、表演西

更想起他开玩笑的一句话:
“i prefer you.”

倒数12天,我要去台湾了。
=)
台湾。。。

倒数11天,我正式失恋='(

2012年1月5日星期四

吃苦

不陌生的题目吧^^
这是今年spm的其中一个作文题目,那么刚好,本大小姐写这一个题目=)
**希望我的作文不离题**

嗯。。。
朋友们曾说,
不明白酒苦苦的,有什么好喝。

其实我也不懂耶
可能就是个人喜好吧!
我就是喜欢酒那苦涩的味道。
怪人?
也许我是吧!
其实,
当冰冷的啤酒咕噜咕噜地滑下食道那一刻,
啊!
简直就是一个“棒”字!
或者是红酒一点一点地被噘进口腔,再慢慢地经过喉咙的那一刹那,
酒香余味绕口,
呵呵^^
是人间天堂=)

其实我不是很喜欢品尝苦味。
只是有些东西就是要苦才好味。
像酒,就是要又苦又香才好喝嘛~
像巧克力,就是要在放进嘴里的那一刻,马上融化,然后苦瞬间散发,蔓延整个舌蕾,才好吃嘛~
像榴莲,就是要配着那榴莲香,再配着苦才叫榴莲嘛~
我说得很对,有木有??

至于苦瓜嘛~
呃。。 抱歉。
它是我菜单客户上的拒绝来往客户 :p
除非,它带着鸡蛋来观光我的嘴和胃,
不然。。
歹势 :p

你的“吃苦”心得是虾米?
介意分享吗?
^^


2012年1月1日星期日

2012! :D

It's 2012!!

Let's begin the new year with a big wide smile!
:)

ME IS BACK!! =D

2011年12月29日星期四

Emo :(



Just like the photo above,
i was trying hard to hold somethings.
Just that, i don't know..
When will i really let them go.

I usually don't like long holidays.
It has too much time for me to think about a lot of stupid things.
Is it me or what.
I feel that everything had change.

Me has long long time didn't have a good chat with my dear friends.
will the distance between us go further?

I just need someone to chat with.
anything as long as i get to feel back that feeling, 
which its name is
"the sense of security"

I am emo-ing these few days,
especially when it is night.
i just can't stop thinking about all negative stuff =(

me have complicated feelings now.



Are you still there, if i on my msn?


2011年12月23日星期五

不屑 =/

对于那些对你忽冷忽热的人,管他去死吧!

2011年12月20日星期二

The Intruder in the Garden

Just afraid that i might lost this, i save it here :) My first English story.

       "Grr... Grr.. Grr.. ", a man wearing a hip-hop cap, black jacket with a rough chain around his neck and a pair of loose pants. He was pulling a large luggage on the Mandarin Street of San Francisco. He stopped in front of an antique shop, looking left and right like a mouse, then only he turned right and went into the shop.
     
       "Yo! What's up dude! Check this out!" the man said to the old man who sitting at the counter, observing an old tripod.
       "Oscar! How's the 'fish' today?" the old man put down his things and walked to him.
       "Oh, come on! Of course is freeesh! Talk less, check and give me my money money!" Oscar was rubbing his thumb and finger.

       The old man opened the luggage slowly, till a beautiful lady's arm fell out of the luggage. He put the arm back and passed a thick envelope to Oscar. Oscar gave him a big smile.

       At the same time, a smart looking guy with a long sleeved button shirt and a black west, wearing a clean black trousers appeared. He was also pulling a heavy bag stealthy at the small behind his working place, My Cafe in Paris.

       "Miss Ella? I'm Nelson." he whispered to the woman leaning against the wall. The woman nodded. He couldn't really see her appearance. She was wearing sunglasses and a scarf which was just nice to cover her nose and mouth.

       The woman did the same thing. She checked her 'fish' and passed a thick envelope to Nelson and she turned around and left.

       "What's an odd lady!" he talked to himself and never noticed there was something in front of him till he kicked it. Nelson picked the bloody red coin and put into his pocket. He had never seen such an amazing coin before.

       Haze, white smoke everywhere. Oscar was lying on thr grass while Nelson was trying to wake him up. He was curious, after he picked up the coin, he heard someone call him. When he turned, immediately, smoke  went into his eyes. The moment he opened his eyes, he was in somewhere strange with a strange guy lying on the ground with his arms and legs open widely.

       "Hey! Wake up! Helo?! Can you hear me, Sir?!" Nelson was trying hard to wake Oscar by patting his face. Finally, Oscar wake up.
       "Excuse me! Who the hell are you and how you get into my... Hey!! Where am I?!" Oscar was curious too. While he was walking back home, he found a bloody red coin in his envelope. He took it out and started flipping it. The coin dropped down from his hand and rolled into an industrial zone. Oscar wanted to get back the coin, so he chased it till he felt pain on his neck.

       "Curiosity was a good thing. However, it brings death to most of the people, doesn't it? Oscar Long and Nelson Fernando!" an unconcerned voice was suddenly heard from somewhere. Oscar and Nelson looked around but saw nothing.

       "Woohoo... You can't find  me. Let me introduce myself. I am Ella Night, the owner of this Bizarre Garden, the game master of this Game of Death." Ella Night slowly appeared from the dark. She was sitting on a swing hanging from somewhere. She was a good looking lady, but the colour that could be found on her was black and black.

       "Oh my mama! I thought you were died? You supposed to be inside my luggage!" said Oscar, pointing his finger directly toward Ella.
       "Am I supposed to be?" Ella emerge right in front of Oscar and immediately, Oscar took one step behind and sat down. The whole body of him was shaking.
     "Ella... Ella... Miss Ella! You were the buyer of today corpse!" Nelson's turn to point at Ella. Ella fluttered back to her swing. She sat down, crossed her leg, supported her chin with her hand and stared at Nelson. She gave him an evil smile and admitted.

       "That's why both of you come into my garden. Hahaha! Take a look behind, I bet both of you will know them!" said Ella..

       Oscar and Nelson saw a big cage behind them. Zombies were inside. They knew them. All of them were the 'fishes' the sold.

       "Try to escape the maze infornt. They will accompany both of you. They won't hurt you. Don't worry! They will just eat you up! Oh! Let me remind both of you something. Since you are actually in your dream, you will have numerous lives. If you game over, everything will restart. This is a game. Remember! HAHAHAHA! The game starts now!" Ella was no more on her swing.

       Oscar and Nelson started to run for their lives. Zombies were chasing them. Bizarre Garden was really weird. Carnivorous plants were growing everywhere. Oscar almost become their food once. Luckily, Nelson got to save him.

     They run forward, ugly big bird was waiting for them; They turned left, lake full of piranhas were hoping they'd jump down; Behind were whole bunch of zombies; They could only use the right pathway. All the can do was just running. They used to stopped once, a giant axe from nowhere suddenly appeared and chopped off their heads. Blood was splashed everywhere. Both of them struggled for a while and the bodies of them stopped moving. When they opened their eyes, they were at the starting point. Game had restarted.

       "Arrgghh!! I wish I could slap myself hard in real life! Someone wake me up pleaseee!!" Oscar ran and shouted at the same time.
       "There's no point for us to run blindly, we should come out with solutions!" said Nelson.
       "Oh-yeaahh! Look around! We are dying! And your brain is still functionable?" Oscar replied.

       They didn't realize, they had run into a blind alley till they saw a big wall was standing in front of them. Zombies were almost near them. Sweats has coming out. The atmosphere around them was getting tenser.

       "F***! This will be damn pain!" Oscar started swearing. He put his hand into his pocket and found the coin.
       "I wish this would kill them!" cried Oscar.
       "Yes! The coin! Everything started when I picked it up. If I am not mistaken, the coin is a co called ticket to enter Bizarre Garden. If we destroy the coins, maybe we can escape!" said Nelson.

       The zombies were just a meter apart from them. Oscar and Nelson aimed at the zombies's mouth and threw the coins into them. Right after the coins entered the zombies' mouth, bright white come out from there.

       The sound of car siren entered Oscar's ears and light entered his eyes too. Finally, he could focus his eyes. H was ling in the industrial zone before he entered Bizarre Garden. Oscar quickly sat up and touched around his body. Well, he was what he was. All the body parts of him was still there.

       "Nelson! Nelson!" A man with same uniform as Nelson was trying to wake him up. But, Nelson didn't wake up.
       "Pourquoi il a dormi ici? (Why did he slept here?)", the man talky to himself and left Nelson behind.
       Nelson woke up after the man left. He took a look at his hand, the bloody red coin was still there.

       At the same time but at different places, two different persons said something similar to their ownself.
       "I should stop myself from being a copse trafficker from now onward! "