<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3703862659392599714</id><updated>2012-01-31T22:58:22.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am...</title><subtitle type='html'>a little princess at home . a little girl at heart . a chilli padi at all times</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12093053798091401178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/S6sJRxt_GLI/AAAAAAAAFZI/a9U-NkZuzTY/S220/DSC_6336_2.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>74</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3703862659392599714.post-5361293533990781178</id><published>2012-01-31T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T22:58:22.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Resolution</title><content type='html'>好朋友曾经告诉过我，他在每个新的一年头，都会为自己定下一些目标去达成；年尾的时候再来验收自己做到了多少。大志向也好，小零星也罢，至少检验自己在一年里到底做了些什么。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;听了他的话以后，我就跃跃欲试，免得总是觉得自己浑浑噩噩地过日子。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所以，2012 想要做什么呢？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. 存钱，而且还是不能动用的钱。&lt;br /&gt;2. 运动，每星期至少两次。&lt;br /&gt;3. 收敛脾气，每个月的生气配额是两次。&lt;br /&gt;4. 开始工作了，什么都学着点忍着点吧，至少挨到今年底。&lt;br /&gt;5. 要去一个没去过的地方，仅限于国内。&lt;br /&gt;6. 每个月至少记录一次我的点滴。&lt;br /&gt;7. 整理我的睡房。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想了好久，还是不到十项，真是没有方向。&lt;br /&gt;2012，对我来说应该是宜守不宜攻，很多事情就像洗牌了一样，重新开始。&lt;br /&gt;期待吧！&lt;br /&gt;=）&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3703862659392599714-5361293533990781178?l=audreylimsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/feeds/5361293533990781178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3703862659392599714&amp;postID=5361293533990781178&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/5361293533990781178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/5361293533990781178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/2012/01/resolution.html' title='Resolution'/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12093053798091401178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/S6sJRxt_GLI/AAAAAAAAFZI/a9U-NkZuzTY/S220/DSC_6336_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3703862659392599714.post-4642030647125657708</id><published>2011-10-29T06:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T06:09:31.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'>接受</title><content type='html'>我很讶异于自己的不够震惊，&lt;br /&gt;像是知道你会选择这样的不告而别。&lt;br /&gt;我不喜欢这样的我的感觉，&lt;br /&gt;坦然接受得那么理所当然，那么令我害怕。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我常常在想，我们之间，&lt;br /&gt;到底是我做错了，还是你没有办法面对？&lt;br /&gt;我一直以为我还有时间可以思索，&lt;br /&gt;就算得不出一个所以然，&lt;br /&gt;我也相信有一天我们总能重新毫无芥蒂地面对对方。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;可是我一直以为我还有时间，以为我们须要的只是时间，&lt;br /&gt;却在接到消息的那一刻恍然，&lt;br /&gt;我们俩的时间线搭不上，&lt;br /&gt;然后就再也搭不上了...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;朋友和家人有点担心我对于事情的承受度。&lt;br /&gt;某程度上，我想我是无措的。&lt;br /&gt;但是我更混乱于该用什么身份面对这件事，&lt;br /&gt;看起来很无关紧要，但我却一直很挣扎。&lt;br /&gt;感觉到心里头的那块阴暗，正慢慢吞噬着我。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我想，你会知道的...&lt;br /&gt;很多时候你担心朋友会因为你的一些举止性格而疏远你，进而放弃你这个朋友；&lt;br /&gt;而你会因为这样就活不了，所以你只把大家可以接受的一面呈现给大家看。&lt;br /&gt;让大家喜欢你，变成你活下去的理由。&lt;br /&gt;我想告诉你，&lt;br /&gt;虽然我不见得赞同你的所有作为和想法，但是我接受每一面的你。&lt;br /&gt;我相信，你身边有非常多的朋友都像我一样，&lt;br /&gt;把你当成是好朋友，不是因为你很好，&lt;br /&gt;纯粹只是因为我们接受你是你。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我有希望过，在那一个瞬间，&lt;br /&gt;有人叫住你问你在干什么；&lt;br /&gt;或是有某某人突然拨电给你问你要不要吃午餐；&lt;br /&gt;或是楼下有小孩突然哭闹什么的...&lt;br /&gt;我想当时应该很安静吧，荒凉地听不见世界，只执著于自己的伤痛。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我还是想告诉你，&lt;br /&gt;我真的没有办法认同你这样做，&lt;br /&gt;但是我还是接受，也希望这样的你可以真的快乐。&lt;br /&gt;要幸福哦...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3703862659392599714-4642030647125657708?l=audreylimsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/feeds/4642030647125657708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3703862659392599714&amp;postID=4642030647125657708&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/4642030647125657708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/4642030647125657708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post.html' title='接受'/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12093053798091401178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/S6sJRxt_GLI/AAAAAAAAFZI/a9U-NkZuzTY/S220/DSC_6336_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3703862659392599714.post-555208971153993903</id><published>2011-08-27T19:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T08:49:33.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>开始懂得</title><content type='html'>小的时候，有一天爸爸语重心长地对我说：“女孩子，聪明就好，不要太聪明。”&amp;nbsp;那个时候的我，觉得爸爸真是个百分百的传统中国大男人主义奉行者，对于他这番言论，自然是嗤之以鼻，然后把我满腔女性主义思想化作子弹一一反击他。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;可是我的爸爸，在那么多年当中，一直不间断地灌输我这种中庸之态。可以聪明，不用太聪明；成绩不差就好，不用太好；人长得健康清秀就好，不要太漂亮；有才能就好，不用锋芒尽露。尤其你是女生。我总是愤愤不平的，聪明不可以，打扮得漂亮也不可以，还要把自己的才能藏起来？！ 那读书干吗？学很多的东西干吗？爸爸说，学习是为了让你在这个社会上可以与别人在同一个起跑点，或者更好的起跑点竞争。现在你可能不明白，但是要记得我对你说过的话。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当我们开始懂情的时候，妈妈常说：“一对男女在一起，门当户对是很重要的。” 都什么时代了，还门当户对？！一定要是华人，一定要同样的信仰，最好家世清白，家庭背景也不要相距甚远，等诸如此类。那时我觉得我的妈妈真的很势利眼，把爱情最美好的本质都抹杀了。我常常跟妈妈举例一些身份背景很悬殊，但还是会幸福美满的。妈妈很少与我辩驳，却说当然会有例外，但是很少，也特别辛苦，只是希望我们选择交往对象时，多着这一份考量。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但是，考虑那么多的爱情，还是爱情吗？爱一个人，不就是要接受每一面的他吗？妈妈说，到结婚的时候，就不止是每一面的他了，还有接受每一面的他的家庭，他的生活，他的背景。我不懂，两个人要结婚为什么得那么复杂？那时候，总以为只要有爱，我们可以克服万难。我不知道爱情原来会倦怠，会因为很多的现实而变质，让爱变成不爱。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;然后有一天，我突然明了这些我好多年前觉得是歪理的道理。&lt;br /&gt;原来他们说的都是对的，我只是不够历练去明白这些生活的无奈。&lt;br /&gt;于是可以了解，为什么有人会想隐世，为什么真正的韬光养晦让人那么佩服，为什么明明很相爱的人最后不会相守，为什么越多风光婚礼的背后后看到的是更高的离婚率...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;生活就是这样子，我们必须去经历，去受伤，苦难中去体会，然后领悟。&lt;br /&gt;当我们开始懂得的时候，我们还能够保有那份最纯粹吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3703862659392599714-555208971153993903?l=audreylimsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/S6sJRxt_GLI/AAAAAAAAFZI/a9U-NkZuzTY/S220/DSC_6336_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3703862659392599714.post-7364128498009695887</id><published>2011-08-15T18:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T18:39:56.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>取代</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;姐姐直接了当地让我不要再等了，去买个新的吧，这么说着。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;友人K说，让失恋的人忘却上一段感情最好的方法，就是去找新的对象。 &lt;br /&gt;同样的逻辑套用在我的身上，就是去买新的一个，不让自己一直沉醉于遗失的漩涡里。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;结果…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ejr9oAxqILE/Tk-Nf7eTktI/AAAAAAAAFis/r31t1zEpxl8/s1600/photo-715404.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642884437798785746" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ejr9oAxqILE/Tk-Nf7eTktI/AAAAAAAAFis/r31t1zEpxl8/s320/photo-715404.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;加大版无电话功能之取代品。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;这么大一个，应该不会再无声无息掉了吧？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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title='取代'/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12093053798091401178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/S6sJRxt_GLI/AAAAAAAAFZI/a9U-NkZuzTY/S220/DSC_6336_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ejr9oAxqILE/Tk-Nf7eTktI/AAAAAAAAFis/r31t1zEpxl8/s72-c/photo-715404.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3703862659392599714.post-1375703873218363503</id><published>2011-08-11T09:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T09:12:38.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'>背心</title><content type='html'>最近用着MSN的 video call。&lt;br /&gt;可是我的电脑偶尔会出现非常怪异的画面，我不晓得是什么问题，&lt;br /&gt;但通常只要我 restart 电脑后，一切又恢复正常。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;和男友 video call 时，那怪异的画面又出现了。&lt;br /&gt;忍不住问他，&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;你有看到什么不正常的画面吗？&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他看了看，想了想，说，&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;有！你为什么会穿着背心？！你不冷吗？！&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;.&amp;lt; 不是在问这个啦！&lt;br /&gt;我只好 print screen 我所谓不正常的画面传送给他。&lt;br /&gt;他才，&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763;"&gt;yier，为什么这样的？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9TTtcBL9sP0/TkMrKGshXvI/AAAAAAAAFik/g_c3n4KAW1s/s1600/Untitled.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="197" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9TTtcBL9sP0/TkMrKGshXvI/AAAAAAAAFik/g_c3n4KAW1s/s320/Untitled.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;因为他的画面是正常的，所以在他眼中，&lt;br /&gt;不正常的画面，&lt;br /&gt;是在冬夜里穿着背心的我。&lt;br /&gt;*笑*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3703862659392599714-1375703873218363503?l=audreylimsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/feeds/1375703873218363503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3703862659392599714&amp;postID=1375703873218363503&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/1375703873218363503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/1375703873218363503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post_11.html' title='背心'/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12093053798091401178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/S6sJRxt_GLI/AAAAAAAAFZI/a9U-NkZuzTY/S220/DSC_6336_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9TTtcBL9sP0/TkMrKGshXvI/AAAAAAAAFik/g_c3n4KAW1s/s72-c/Untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3703862659392599714.post-1998405996194444332</id><published>2011-08-10T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T19:30:14.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>失去</title><content type='html'>上课的时候，手机明明还在我的大腿上震动过。&lt;br /&gt;下课后又如往常地走去隔壁的讲堂，准备下一堂课。&lt;br /&gt;坐着以后发觉手机不在包包里，才猛然想起上一分钟手机是搁在大腿上的。&lt;br /&gt;匆匆忙忙地又到回隔壁的讲堂，在我几分钟之前才坐过的位置附近找寻着；&lt;br /&gt;不但请刚进讲堂的同学帮忙找着，还让教授做广播。&lt;br /&gt;甚至有同学尝试拨我的手机号码，却告诉我手机是在关机状态的。&lt;br /&gt;我只有苦笑地离开，课也不上就那么怆然地回家。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;跑了校园失物招领处，也跑了 Vodafone 申请新的智慧卡。&lt;br /&gt;该做的都做了，剩下的，就只有等了。&lt;br /&gt;希望哪个捡到我手机的好心人，会交去失物招领吧。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我说我很伤心。&lt;br /&gt;妈妈说没关系啦，再买一个新的吧。&lt;br /&gt;Anything can be settled with money is no big problem.（她的朋友告诉她的）&lt;br /&gt;这么地安慰着。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;要是真的不见了，就得花钱再买个新的。&lt;br /&gt;再多花一笔钱是痛心的，但是心里真正感到惶恐的，&lt;br /&gt;是失去，就在这么转瞬间。&lt;br /&gt;就算是这么地靠近，却像魔法般，在那一秒钟就在眼前消失了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3703862659392599714-1998405996194444332?l=audreylimsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/feeds/1998405996194444332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/S6sJRxt_GLI/AAAAAAAAFZI/a9U-NkZuzTY/S220/DSC_6336_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3703862659392599714.post-5433480267600702024</id><published>2011-08-09T18:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T19:35:01.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>女性解放</title><content type='html'>最近突发奇想，觉得想要有自己的宝宝，却又不想那么快结婚。&lt;br /&gt;毕竟有孩子和结婚是两码子事，所以我蛮有兴趣当未婚妈妈。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今天在MSN上与妈妈聊天，告诉了她我的想法，顺道征求她的同意。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;Me :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;I thought of having a baby, but not getting married first.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;Will you let me do so?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Mummy :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Erm... I don't think so lah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Don't put me in this kind of stressful situation,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;My old heart cannot take it leh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;What makes you think like that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;妈妈不同意。=(&lt;br /&gt;并下了如标题般的结论 :-&lt;br /&gt;See what liberation has done to young ladies like YOU!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. liao lat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3703862659392599714-5433480267600702024?l=audreylimsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/feeds/5433480267600702024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/S6sJRxt_GLI/AAAAAAAAFZI/a9U-NkZuzTY/S220/DSC_6336_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3703862659392599714.post-3235478643431484479</id><published>2011-07-04T12:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T12:06:54.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>静静的</title><content type='html'>你的头就这么枕在我大腿，我的手也很自然地顺着你的发梢一路抚梳下去。&lt;br /&gt;想要说什么，但又不知道说什么才是最合适的。&lt;br /&gt;就这样，静静的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;正千头万绪的时候，脱口而出的，竟然是 -- 开心吗？&lt;br /&gt;你翻了翻身，背对着我轻声答着，不开心。&lt;br /&gt;心里揪了一下，还是不快乐吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;觉得应该的，和喜欢的，终究是很大的差距。&lt;br /&gt;我不能阻止你去做你觉得应该做的，纵然我觉得你不应该背负这样的不快乐，也不值得。&lt;br /&gt;但我没有办法确定，让你放弃这种所谓的责任，你会更好吗？&lt;br /&gt;我真的不知道。&lt;br /&gt;所以还是这样，静静的，在你身边就好。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3703862659392599714-3235478643431484479?l=audreylimsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/S6sJRxt_GLI/AAAAAAAAFZI/a9U-NkZuzTY/S220/DSC_6336_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3703862659392599714.post-209544395679733555</id><published>2011-06-27T10:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T18:07:36.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>马不停蹄</title><content type='html'>没有料想到要回家，中间是那么分秒必争的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;星期六傍晚考了最后一张试卷以后，我回到房里做的不是打包行李，而是将房间的每一个角落都擦拭干净，然后清洗厕所，过后才将行李稍微整理整理。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;星期天早上醒来以后，原本是在洗着杯子，看到红一片黑一片的炉灶便受不了地开始清洗炉灶的污垢，顺道快速地擦拭周遭的墙壁与洗水槽。接着就向柜台借了吸尘机，最重要是吸我房间的尘，当然又顺道帮客厅也吸一吸尘。忙完后终于可以好好地冲个澡，恢复清爽干净的自己。然后就将脏衣服拿去洗，洗衣机在转动的半个小时内，将电脑，备用手机，相机的电池充电。将洗好的衣服放入烘干机，因为时间设定是一个小时三十分钟，刚好足够我去市区提款存款再买咖啡给妈妈。市区回来后就将衣服取出，简单地煮个面当午餐。餐后就将衣服都折好整理，最后一次将行李都收拾好。倒垃圾后上个厕所，已经是下午3.15了，去雪梨机场的巴士是下午4点，刚刚好。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;搭了三个小时的巴士到雪梨机场后，我被机场内的人山人海吓坏了，人龙般的队伍让我误以为整个雪梨机场只有那么一个柜台，而事实那只是马航的柜台而已。幸好两天前我温习正读得无聊时，上马航的网站做了 web check-in，所以只需将寄件行李做 baggage drop-off 就好了，十分钟就搞定，谢天谢地！柜台小姐说因为这班机全满，所以登机时间早了一个小时，提醒我准时登机。简单地医了肚子以后，就要去买澳洲巧克力，妈妈和姐姐指名只要澳洲出产的巧克力，我反正看到是 Australian Made 就放进购物袋里，因为没吃过所以每个牌子都各买一些。付钱的时候才发现所在地不是免税区，但因为我是即将登机的乘客，所以店家还是给我免税价，但必须过了出境检查以后，在登机口附近的分行才能拿回我的物品。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;眼看时间差不多了，就赶紧入闸过检查站。在填写出境表格时，突然听见了"ano..."，抬头一望看到了一个日本阿姨，以为我是日本人就叽里呱啦地跟我说了一堆，虽然我听不懂，但知道她不是很清楚要怎么填那张出境纸，于是我说英文，她说日文，这般鸡同鸭讲地帮她把表格填好，然后过了检查站。赶紧以快走的速度找寻巧克力店的分行，取走一整袋的巧克力，然后将它们塞进我的手提箱，塞好以后，就听见登机的广播了。真是... 一分不留啊...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就这样搭了8个小时半的飞机，花了20分钟看青蜂侠，看了新少林寺的后20分钟和前20分钟，还有一套不知道什么名字的戏，是我看最少戏的一次长途飞行，因为都没有好戏。然后想睡的时候睡不着，真正睡着了以后被空姐叫醒吃早餐，澳洲时间的半夜四点，如果是马来西亚时间的话是半夜2点！！-.-|||&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好不容易，到吉隆坡机场了。下了飞机以后，映入眼帘的是多么熟悉的场景和文字，就连空气的味道都让身体意识到，我回到了自己的国度，心情不由得雀跃了起来。当然，没忘了买烟和酒，才去领取行李。出了机场以后，在指定的门口却看不到爸爸，徘徊了接近15秒，又再度打电话给爸爸，问他正驾着什么车；他说他驾着他的车，在指定的门口却也没看见我。这么诡异？我们俩是在什么不同的空间吗？在同样的地点彼此都看不见对方？我又再度望了望门口的号码，是5号，没错啊！爸爸突然间“啊........ 你上来吧，我在Departure的楼层。哈哈，走错了！” &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; 好啦，下着雨的清晨5点，我原谅他。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在车里的3个多小时，爸爸就一直没停地讲话，他宝贝孙子的出世啦，名字啦，最近再做了些什么啦，杂七杂八地一堆。到了家门口以后，还要坚持说完了他的故事，才肯把车子停进去，也不管妈妈已在门口等了好一阵子。我一下车，妈妈就笑着问，他又在 ngor 什么？我笑了笑，给妈妈一个拥抱。我，终于回家了。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3703862659392599714-209544395679733555?l=audreylimsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/feeds/209544395679733555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3703862659392599714&amp;postID=209544395679733555&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/209544395679733555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/209544395679733555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post_28.html' title='马不停蹄'/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12093053798091401178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/S6sJRxt_GLI/AAAAAAAAFZI/a9U-NkZuzTY/S220/DSC_6336_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3703862659392599714.post-1956848918671457327</id><published>2011-06-21T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T00:18:42.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>世界末日</title><content type='html'>玛雅历法预言着，我们的世界毁灭于2012年。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;若真如预言般活不过2012，从现在起，就一直携手到末日吧...&lt;br /&gt;若我们幸存了，那就继续相爱到永远吧...&lt;br /&gt;世界末日都可以这么走过来，还有什么是过不了的呢？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3703862659392599714-1956848918671457327?l=audreylimsy.blogspot.com' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/S6sJRxt_GLI/AAAAAAAAFZI/a9U-NkZuzTY/S220/DSC_6336_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3703862659392599714.post-1327407185224042710</id><published>2011-06-17T05:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T05:47:38.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'>小姑姑</title><content type='html'>从今以后，多了这么一个称谓。&lt;br /&gt;你居然是个爸爸了?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3703862659392599714-1327407185224042710?l=audreylimsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/feeds/1327407185224042710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3703862659392599714&amp;postID=1327407185224042710&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;有时觉得上天很爱开玩笑，总是让人不知不觉中在痛处重走一遭，考验着自身的极限。至少，我常常是这样过来的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当时决定了要继续升学的时候，除了家人以外，每个知晓了这个决定后第一个问题就是：“男朋友怎么办?” 像是不成文的观念，虽然没有挑明了说，但是大抵是不怎么乐观。说实话，若我是个局外人，心中大概也不怎么看好。但是我，在懂得这样的分离会带来怎样的景象后，还是做了这么一个选择。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我们之间隔着5,000 公里的距离，2个小时的时差，秋天和夏天的季差。我换算不出在不同国度的我们，心的差距有多少。有时觉得我跟你还是仰望着同样的天空，呼吸同样的空气，伫立在同样的土地上，那般触手可及地接近。下一秒钟，却觉得那两个小时之间的差距，一直让我们措手不及地交错，遥远得像永远都没有办法跨越，那样的天各一方。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;朋友说，要是我就在没出国前分手，省得辛苦。朋友说，我相信，一定还有更好的人。也有朋友说，真的有那么爱吗？有什么让你这样爱？还有朋友说，还在一起吗？在澳洲有没有遇到心动的对象？偶尔出轨享受一夜情也不错。原来，我有很多唯恐不乱的朋友。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;说不出来的一种偏执，宁愿尝试后遍体鳞伤，总好过害怕再度伤害而退却。从哪里跌倒，就从哪里站起来 -- 那时我是这样告诉朋友的。一直相信，只有这样的我，才可以真正地挥别伤痛，找回自己。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只是，分居两地，真的很累。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3703862659392599714-2856230721208503774?l=audreylimsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/S6sJRxt_GLI/AAAAAAAAFZI/a9U-NkZuzTY/S220/DSC_6336_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3703862659392599714.post-3202443911963778267</id><published>2011-06-12T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T18:04:34.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'>考试症候群</title><content type='html'>有一些事情，并不是随着年纪的增长就会处理和面对地更好的。&lt;div&gt;例如现在的我，正血淋淋地接受这个考验。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;虽然我每天自我建设，说服自己克服心理的压力，让到我自己都以为我的心态和思绪被处理得很好。结果... 整整一个星期多睡不着，睡不好。再这样下去，考试考不好就算了，命还真的会短几年。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;为什么天一黑就睡不着呢？难道这里的天黑不是晚上？还是这里的太阳其实是月亮？-.-|||&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;压力啊，果真杀人于无形。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;就算没死，也半疯了。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title='考试症候群'/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12093053798091401178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/S6sJRxt_GLI/AAAAAAAAFZI/a9U-NkZuzTY/S220/DSC_6336_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3703862659392599714.post-6570182181509492116</id><published>2011-06-02T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T20:21:02.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>杂记</title><content type='html'>早上出房门的时候，一个只着内裤的男生正从浴室走出来。&lt;br /&gt;四目交接时，各自轻声地打了个招呼，&lt;br /&gt;希望没有泄露出我的震惊与尴尬。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;从中午开始，客厅就一直弥漫着爆米花香。&lt;br /&gt;很像在GSC排队买零食的感觉，&lt;br /&gt;甜腻的香味，好几度让我觉得反胃。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;宁静的晚上被急促的敲门声打断，然后就不复宁静。&lt;br /&gt;房门外像是坐着十余人，喝着酒高谈阔论，小型的轰趴。&lt;br /&gt;打开房门毫无防备地嗅进浓郁的香水味，&lt;br /&gt;十几种香水的综合，有点呛鼻。&lt;br /&gt;赶紧喝醉散场吧，要不然我连厕所都上不了。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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title='杂记'/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12093053798091401178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/S6sJRxt_GLI/AAAAAAAAFZI/a9U-NkZuzTY/S220/DSC_6336_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3703862659392599714.post-1205702419920277978</id><published>2011-06-01T19:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T19:10:53.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>哭砂</title><content type='html'>可能是 daylight saving 没了的关系，这里的天黑总是来得特别快。&lt;br /&gt;到了Manly Beach 的时候，虽然不太迟，却已经是橙红色一片的天空。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A9RH76sfaS4/TeYTANMUHrI/AAAAAAAAFeQ/7cbkw8eMiQ0/s1600/Manly.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A9RH76sfaS4/TeYTANMUHrI/AAAAAAAAFeQ/7cbkw8eMiQ0/s320/Manly.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Manly Beach 的夕阳&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不知怎的，俊杰哼了哭砂的副歌，&lt;br /&gt;当时虽然忘了歌名，也想不起是谁唱的，但却记得歌词。&lt;br /&gt;俊杰说，看着这片风景听这首歌很有感觉。&lt;br /&gt;然后真的在他的手机找出这首歌，开着 loud speaker，任歌声在海风和海浪声中摇曳。&lt;br /&gt;我们就这样不言不语地坐着，体会很有感觉的画面。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/4IEmk97Vxwc/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4IEmk97Vxwc&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4IEmk97Vxwc&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;片刻...&lt;br /&gt;正在跑步的外国人，正在遛狗的外国人，正在慢走的一家大小外国人...&amp;nbsp;三三两两在我们面前经过。虽然大家看起来仍然各做各的，但是我仿佛在他们的表情中捕捉了一丝丝的... 疑惑？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;经典华文歌，浪漫的夕阳，阵阵地海风，还有海浪拍石...&lt;br /&gt;突然加上一堆金发碧眼的白种人，夹插着用澳式英文的日常对话。&lt;br /&gt;画面突兀了起来。&lt;br /&gt;像是同时发觉到这不协调兼怪异的情况，&lt;br /&gt;俊杰和我只有止不住地笑。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;霎时间，人种和语言的冲突感可以这么强烈。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3703862659392599714-1205702419920277978?l=audreylimsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/S6sJRxt_GLI/AAAAAAAAFZI/a9U-NkZuzTY/S220/DSC_6336_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A9RH76sfaS4/TeYTANMUHrI/AAAAAAAAFeQ/7cbkw8eMiQ0/s72-c/Manly.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3703862659392599714.post-7580140285407604302</id><published>2011-05-30T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T19:52:13.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>幸好没人认识我</title><content type='html'>下课后沿路走回家的时候，&lt;br /&gt;突然起了一阵风，&lt;br /&gt;黄褐的树叶在这一阵阵地召唤下飘落，&lt;br /&gt;而我像公主巡礼般接受这一切的洗礼，&lt;br /&gt;唯美地不能自已。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;伸手接过一片黄叶，&lt;br /&gt;心中突然感慨，&lt;br /&gt;为什么此刻牵着我的手的人不是你？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;抬头一望，&lt;br /&gt;看见了成群的学生的背影，&lt;br /&gt;细碎的交谈声骤然清晰了起来。&lt;br /&gt;我猛然清醒，&lt;br /&gt;发觉自己像个呆子目无焦距地看着自己的手心，&lt;br /&gt;典型的白痴一个。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;幸好没人认识我。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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title='幸好没人认识我'/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12093053798091401178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/S6sJRxt_GLI/AAAAAAAAFZI/a9U-NkZuzTY/S220/DSC_6336_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3703862659392599714.post-7886165383400996200</id><published>2011-05-28T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T21:59:56.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>你们没有错</title><content type='html'>你问，到底哪里错了？我们做不对了吗？&lt;br /&gt;我，该说什么呢？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;近几年的风波不断，让你们身心疲于奔命，&lt;br /&gt;骄傲如你，居然自信心溃击，觉得很迷失。&lt;br /&gt;纵使经历了这么多的风风雨雨，却还是这么地茫然。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;时间会改变很多人、事物、态度、观念，&lt;br /&gt;抽丝剥茧下，我们明白很多事情的变调从来就不是源于单一的原因。&lt;br /&gt;既然是没有办法改变的事实，坦然地接受是最好的选择。&lt;br /&gt;虽然最好的，不代表没有伤害，但却是在一片混乱中相对圆满的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;生命就是如此，就算你被狠狠的打击，还是得吃喝拉撒过每一天。&lt;br /&gt;你说因为你没有选择。&lt;br /&gt;我说你的选择就是用正面的态度去面对。&lt;br /&gt;你说我非常乐观。&lt;br /&gt;我说因为我知道什么人和事物对我而言是最重要的，而我从来不会怀疑它们会不会弃我而去。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;而你，在得到了那么多以后，却不知道你拥有的是什么，那么地理所当然。&lt;br /&gt;用心去领悟，你会发觉你失去的其实真的不多，因为最珍贵的，一直都在。&lt;br /&gt;而他们，终究会发现他们获得的只是假象，却永远失去了爱。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你们没有错。&lt;br /&gt;错的，是人心吧？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3703862659392599714-7886165383400996200?l=audreylimsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/feeds/7886165383400996200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3703862659392599714&amp;postID=7886165383400996200&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/7886165383400996200'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;我本来就不是一个天生热络的人，也不善于做踏出第一步的人，&lt;br /&gt;就... 随缘呗... 该是我的朋友的，终究会认识的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不知道是不是上天怜悯我在 Canberra 的日子过得有些平淡，&lt;br /&gt;特意让我有了这一段“孽遇”...&lt;br /&gt;话说我如常地去超市囤货，有个老得可以当我爸的男人（可能比我爸还老），&lt;br /&gt;突然站在我身侧开始搭讪，&lt;br /&gt;"Are you a Chinese?" 点头。&lt;br /&gt;"You're very pretty." "Thanks."&lt;br /&gt;"Are you a student?" 点头。&lt;br /&gt;"Studying at ANU?" 点头。&lt;br /&gt;"What course? Business? Commerce?" 翻白眼&lt;br /&gt;接着叽里呱啦一堆，什么从刚才就注意到我，我很漂亮...&lt;br /&gt;还要由头看到脚再看着我的脸，一直说 "beautiful... beautiful..."&lt;br /&gt;害得我差点把我手上的沐浴乳朝他的脸上砸去。&lt;br /&gt;"How old are you? 22?" 没听见。&lt;br /&gt;"I'm Peter. Nice to meet you." 我不觉得nice。&lt;br /&gt;"Hope to see you again." 我一点也不希望。&lt;br /&gt;"Do you have a boyfriend?" YES! 很大声。&lt;br /&gt;他居然还给我有失望兼懊恼的表情，走之前还不忘回过神抛个媚眼。&lt;br /&gt;真是变态！他以为在日本援交啊？&lt;br /&gt;害我急急忙忙地去付款，一路走回家的时候还疑神疑鬼，&lt;br /&gt;怕那个变态不知道又从哪里窜出来。&lt;br /&gt;那一路上，我一直在后悔，为什么小时候没有学一些防身术？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果艳遇都长这样，&lt;br /&gt;我宁愿乏人问津。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3703862659392599714-6593273749125966056?l=audreylimsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/feeds/6593273749125966056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3703862659392599714&amp;postID=6593273749125966056&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/6593273749125966056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;拜托~！哥哥跟姐姐赶在三十而立之前就告别单身了好不好？&lt;br /&gt;哪有多老啊？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我开玩笑地跟妈妈说，要是我现在肯嫁你也不让我嫁吧？&lt;br /&gt;妈妈想了想，轻轻“嗯”了一声。&lt;br /&gt;我笑了。&lt;br /&gt;接着她说，要把你收得久久的，做古董。&lt;br /&gt;那一刻，想哭。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3703862659392599714-1679714372672665953?l=audreylimsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/feeds/1679714372672665953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3703862659392599714&amp;postID=1679714372672665953&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/1679714372672665953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/1679714372672665953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post_22.html' title='古董'/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12093053798091401178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/S6sJRxt_GLI/AAAAAAAAFZI/a9U-NkZuzTY/S220/DSC_6336_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3703862659392599714.post-4102218475916547456</id><published>2011-05-21T22:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T14:08:26.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我的爱</title><content type='html'>我们总是有条件地爱着一个人。&lt;br /&gt;我们总是把那份爱放在天平上衡量，到底这样爱，值不值得？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我这样地爱着他，可是他却没有同样的爱着我。值不值得？&lt;br /&gt;我这样地爱着他，可是他却感受不到我在爱着他。值不值得？&lt;br /&gt;我这样地爱着他，可是他却不想要这样的爱。值不值得？&lt;br /&gt;心碎太多了以后，就会想，这样不值得的爱，我不要爱了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果他用着他的方式爱你，你却怨他没有循着你想要的方式来爱你。&lt;br /&gt;那么他，是爱你不爱？&lt;br /&gt;那么他的爱，值不值得？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这种爱，是有条件的。&lt;br /&gt;纵使我们从来不曾，也不想这样承认。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;因为我们崇尚，也坚信，我们的爱其实是无条件的。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但是我们却不可自拔地一直比较，一直衡量。&lt;br /&gt;爱着那个人的优点，却很难去爱那个人的缺点。&lt;br /&gt;因为想要不爱，我们就肆无忌惮地放大他的缺点，&lt;br /&gt;让自己的不爱，找一个出口。&lt;br /&gt;然后一辈子汲汲营营，觉得没有遇到一个很爱自己的人，让你没有办法深爱。&lt;br /&gt;这样算计期待对等的爱，太辛苦，让人很脆弱。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;跳脱这些，&lt;br /&gt;我却发觉原来还有这么一些人，让我可以不在乎对等，不追究条件。&lt;br /&gt;不管他们有多讨人厌的缺点，很让我抓狂，我还是爱他们。&lt;br /&gt;不管他们做了你们觉得多么不可原谅的事，我还是可以谅解，可以放纵。&lt;br /&gt;我，是护短的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所以，&lt;br /&gt;尽管中伤吧，我只会相信我的他们。&lt;br /&gt;就算你说的是事实，我还是只会为他们心疼。&lt;br /&gt;就算你们甚至全世界都要否定他们，我仍然可以怀抱他们，说不管怎样，我还是爱你们。&lt;br /&gt;突然间，我是坚韧的。&lt;br /&gt;原来，我也可以这么爱。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3703862659392599714-4102218475916547456?l=audreylimsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/feeds/4102218475916547456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3703862659392599714&amp;postID=4102218475916547456&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/4102218475916547456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/4102218475916547456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post_21.html' title='我的爱'/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12093053798091401178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/S6sJRxt_GLI/AAAAAAAAFZI/a9U-NkZuzTY/S220/DSC_6336_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3703862659392599714.post-3021887324623113548</id><published>2011-05-10T15:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T15:48:35.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>继续相爱</title><content type='html'>穿着雪白婚纱的她，有点腼腆却又坚定地对他说：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;“我知道，我相信，将来上了天堂，我们还是会继续相爱。”&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;那一刻，我的心也暖暖的，感动于那么平凡又耀眼的爱。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3703862659392599714-3021887324623113548?l=audreylimsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/feeds/3021887324623113548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3703862659392599714&amp;postID=3021887324623113548&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/3021887324623113548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/3021887324623113548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post.html' title='继续相爱'/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12093053798091401178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/S6sJRxt_GLI/AAAAAAAAFZI/a9U-NkZuzTY/S220/DSC_6336_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3703862659392599714.post-5051131823229336881</id><published>2011-04-17T16:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T16:28:27.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>12度</title><content type='html'>将所有的材料切好丢进煮沸的锅里，一转头看到窗外，天又黑了。&lt;br /&gt;而现在是傍晚6点。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最近觉得天亮天黑得很快，像是两瞬间的事。&lt;br /&gt;而我，好像一直在见证天亮与天黑的那俩个瞬间。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好像又犯失眠。不过，与其说失眠，倒不如说不想睡。&lt;br /&gt;总是觉得睡了以后，会错过什么，然后失去一些什么。&lt;br /&gt;总之就是很诡异的感觉。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;没有鞭策与目标的生活，真是不想活的人生啊...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3703862659392599714-5051131823229336881?l=audreylimsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/S6sJRxt_GLI/AAAAAAAAFZI/a9U-NkZuzTY/S220/DSC_6336_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3703862659392599714.post-9027446008644424594</id><published>2011-03-23T18:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T18:26:19.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'>给你们</title><content type='html'>我希望可以在你们的身旁，&lt;br /&gt;就算起不了什么作用，&lt;br /&gt;还是希望我就在你们伸手就可触及的左右。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;然后，每天每天，&lt;br /&gt;都给你们一个拥抱，&lt;br /&gt;就算只是静静地抱着不说话，轻轻拍着你们的背，&lt;br /&gt;还是希望能够一点一点抚平心中的伤痛和怨怼。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我希望我们每一次的谈话，&lt;br /&gt;都会让你们不自觉地笑。&lt;br /&gt;就算只是短短的几秒钟，&lt;br /&gt;还是希望那一刻的世界，没有其它，只有我们。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我知道，要克服这种抑郁需要多少的耐力和时间，&lt;br /&gt;我都知道。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我只是，希望你们能振作，然后快乐。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3703862659392599714-9027446008644424594?l=audreylimsy.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/S6sJRxt_GLI/AAAAAAAAFZI/a9U-NkZuzTY/S220/DSC_6336_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3703862659392599714.post-1881469214242477510</id><published>2011-03-16T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T22:49:44.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>传染病</title><content type='html'>痛是一种传染病。&lt;br /&gt;尤其身陷其中的人，急欲将那份痛传播，以为这样就能够稀释掉自己正在承受的。&lt;br /&gt;于是我们一直将自己的伤害传送，然后里头的痛就循环不息，再变成别人的痛。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;要蔓延多久呢？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3703862659392599714-1881469214242477510?l=audreylimsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/feeds/1881469214242477510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3703862659392599714&amp;postID=1881469214242477510&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/1881469214242477510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/1881469214242477510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post_16.html' title='传染病'/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12093053798091401178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/S6sJRxt_GLI/AAAAAAAAFZI/a9U-NkZuzTY/S220/DSC_6336_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3703862659392599714.post-1764189010159929877</id><published>2011-03-11T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T22:05:16.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>要相信</title><content type='html'>要相信，很多事情有它们必须发生的原因。&lt;br /&gt;要相信，这些发生最终带来更好的我们；&lt;br /&gt;纵然现在是满目疮痍，惨不忍睹。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;吊诡的是，&lt;br /&gt;无论我在做任何事情的思考，我一直掉进同一个问题里，&lt;br /&gt;这个时机选择出国读书是对的吗？&lt;br /&gt;然后，思绪就此打住，&lt;br /&gt;像在迷宫里选择了一条死路，却忘了怎么走到这里，&lt;br /&gt;然后，就一直进不了，退不回。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只可以告诉自己，要相信。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;希望我回去的时候，不会是沧海桑田。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3703862659392599714-1764189010159929877?l=audreylimsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/S6sJRxt_GLI/AAAAAAAAFZI/a9U-NkZuzTY/S220/DSC_6336_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3703862659392599714.post-7403679438499988499</id><published>2011-01-08T01:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T01:49:40.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepless night</title><content type='html'>I have this sleepless night again, I have slowly become a mid-night person -.-||| &amp;nbsp; After the usual fb-ing and simply browsing, I came back here without a reason... after all these while...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For so many times I've tried to/ have the intention to maintain this site, but things just didn't work out due to my laziness. I am never a determined person *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do a lot of thinkings when I couldn't fall asleep, not on purpose, but things just keep flashing in my mind. A song, my late grandparents, my friends, my love ones... And then, my head becomes heavy and feels like it has been tightened up... That's when I know it might be the time to go back to bed, lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3703862659392599714-7403679438499988499?l=audreylimsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/feeds/7403679438499988499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3703862659392599714&amp;postID=7403679438499988499&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/7403679438499988499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/7403679438499988499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/2011/01/sleepless-night.html' title='Sleepless night'/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12093053798091401178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/S6sJRxt_GLI/AAAAAAAAFZI/a9U-NkZuzTY/S220/DSC_6336_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3703862659392599714.post-4069525905542338739</id><published>2010-07-30T21:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T21:26:30.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'>七个七天</title><content type='html'>第四十九天，原来是个雨天。&lt;br /&gt;其实我是蛮喜欢雨天的，却因为吉隆坡的交通，让我对它的喜爱减少了一些些。&lt;br /&gt;不知道是不是每一个人都会跟我一样，会喜欢下雨的味道，仿佛嗅得出雨水停留在青草上的味道，也看得见的那种脱俗清新，让人感觉心情很好。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;七月的最后一个工作天，原来不是那么忙的一天。&lt;br /&gt;最近发觉对工作越来越容易不耐烦。虽然我还是很爱我的工作，很爱我的同事和经理，只是越来越讨厌那些原本没那么讨厌的人而已，所以心中的秤开始不平衡了。趁着我将没办法见大家1.5个月，我相信距离会让我重新没那么讨厌他们。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;雨天+不是很忙的一天，突然重新爱上了那英的歌。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3703862659392599714-4069525905542338739?l=audreylimsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/feeds/4069525905542338739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3703862659392599714&amp;postID=4069525905542338739&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/4069525905542338739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/4069525905542338739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post.html' title='七个七天'/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12093053798091401178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/S6sJRxt_GLI/AAAAAAAAFZI/a9U-NkZuzTY/S220/DSC_6336_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3703862659392599714.post-695029297053205532</id><published>2010-06-18T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T23:43:11.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'>会有那么一天</title><content type='html'>今日当我站在您坟前手持清香，看着婆婆坐在轮椅上平静地观望，脑海里忽然浮现起这首歌的旋律 ：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;我要离去别再哭泣&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;不要伤心请你相信我&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;要等待我的爱&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;陪你永不离开&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;虽然我们都接受，当我向您三跪九叩地拜别时，那股沉重却还是无法抑制...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;仪式结束后，发现哥哥也在哼着这首歌曲。&lt;br /&gt;我相信，那是您留给我们最后的记忆...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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title='会有那么一天'/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12093053798091401178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/S6sJRxt_GLI/AAAAAAAAFZI/a9U-NkZuzTY/S220/DSC_6336_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3703862659392599714.post-6884897522102664947</id><published>2010-04-25T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T22:04:33.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'>去找阿密特</title><content type='html'>与一班年近30的过时潮男潮女去看阿密特演唱会...&lt;br /&gt;做了名副其实的“山顶上的朋友”，将近80%的时间是在追逐着阿妹的头顶...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那是一场将近疯狂的演唱会，失控的观众不停地在尖叫嘶吼，热情到阿妹也纳闷 -- 不晓得在喊什么？当然，我也是群魔乱舞的贡献者之一，忘记了拉伤的手臂，一直在“山顶”上又叫又跳。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;很喜欢那种在陌生环境忘我的疯狂， 觉得另一个自己在那里被释放。反正比我更疯癫的人比比皆是，根本就不用在乎我是不是正常的 =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就这样，在一个像是播着CD的演唱会里叫喊跳笑听唱了3个小时，虽然里头超过一半的歌我都不知道，纯粹的摇滚音乐飨宴 。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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title='去找阿密特'/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12093053798091401178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/S6sJRxt_GLI/AAAAAAAAFZI/a9U-NkZuzTY/S220/DSC_6336_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3703862659392599714.post-7265213175419774791</id><published>2009-11-29T21:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T22:14:07.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>人生</title><content type='html'>我经常有一种疑惑，觉得某些人不知道为什么可以存活在这个世界上？&lt;br /&gt;想得太多，后来觉得，原来不应该活着的，是我...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不是那种轻生的念头，只是觉得自己没有办法融入这样的世界。&lt;br /&gt;也不是完全不可以，毕竟我还是活了这么久...&lt;br /&gt;只是这样的我，太愤世嫉俗，太容易不快乐。&lt;br /&gt;我常常有一种愤恨，些许的不平衡中有着一丝不被理解的伤痛。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;或许是因为学不会的事情有太多，&lt;br /&gt;学不会放宽心胸，&lt;br /&gt;学不会眼不见为净，&lt;br /&gt;学不会忍耐，&lt;br /&gt;学不会原谅，&lt;br /&gt;最重要的，是学不会放下。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;因为学不会，所以永远都看不透，永远都不会明白。&lt;br /&gt;这就是人生。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3703862659392599714-7265213175419774791?l=audreylimsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/feeds/7265213175419774791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3703862659392599714&amp;postID=7265213175419774791&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/7265213175419774791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/7265213175419774791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post_29.html' title='人生'/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12093053798091401178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/S6sJRxt_GLI/AAAAAAAAFZI/a9U-NkZuzTY/S220/DSC_6336_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3703862659392599714.post-2327755837510838918</id><published>2009-11-27T21:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T22:13:13.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meanie</title><content type='html'>Called up to check whether the salon is opening or not as today is a public holiday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me  :  Halo, I would like to do waxing. Are you available now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;She :  Errrr... wait ar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;-waiting-waiting-waiting-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;She :  Now cannot wor, can you come at 1.30pm?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me  :  Ok can, will come over at 1.30pm then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;She :  What you wanna do ar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me  :  Half-leg waxing. 2 person ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;She :  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAR??&lt;/span&gt; 2 person aar?? Then have to do one-by-one de wor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me  :  Of course you're going to do &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;one-by-one&lt;/span&gt;, can you do for 2 person at a same time?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I am mean.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3703862659392599714-2327755837510838918?l=audreylimsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/feeds/2327755837510838918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3703862659392599714&amp;postID=2327755837510838918&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/2327755837510838918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/2327755837510838918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/2009/11/meanie.html' title='Meanie'/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12093053798091401178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/S6sJRxt_GLI/AAAAAAAAFZI/a9U-NkZuzTY/S220/DSC_6336_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3703862659392599714.post-1214455386373955332</id><published>2009-11-27T00:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T01:10:35.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Thanksgiving Day!!!</title><content type='html'>Watching the manager walking to one workstation to another, giving an apple to each of the employee, saying thank you to everyone of them for putting the effort throughout the year. So sweet of them, right? I know the giving green apple was abit... *emhem*, but it was the thoughts that count. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I suppose to go along with this Thanksgiving Day, CoE made this month a "Thanks" month, which every member of CoE got the chance to write thank you card to anyone else only WITHIN the CoE. Well, I got one (the one and only, LOL) from eL, thanking me for being her 1st colleague &gt;.&lt; I don't know did that sound logic, but I am still happy! Hee... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides apple &amp;amp; thank-you card, we've got marshmallow and also Ferrero Rocher. Since my bf's department is not so thoughtful as mine, so I gave him my  chocolate as his thanksgiving gift. So sweet of me right? *haha*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/Sw6xsQDtOLI/AAAAAAAAFYo/FEUkTUy2urM/s1600/Image099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/Sw6xsQDtOLI/AAAAAAAAFYo/FEUkTUy2urM/s400/Image099.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408455576301418674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think girls just love small gift for no reason. Because of those I was kinda happy throughout the whole day, until I went to watch Ninja Assassin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you everyone,  and Happy Thanksgiving!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3703862659392599714-1214455386373955332?l=audreylimsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/feeds/1214455386373955332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3703862659392599714&amp;postID=1214455386373955332&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/1214455386373955332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/1214455386373955332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-thanksgiving-day.html' title='It&apos;s Thanksgiving Day!!!'/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12093053798091401178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/S6sJRxt_GLI/AAAAAAAAFZI/a9U-NkZuzTY/S220/DSC_6336_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/Sw6xsQDtOLI/AAAAAAAAFYo/FEUkTUy2urM/s72-c/Image099.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3703862659392599714.post-984385572483885091</id><published>2009-11-24T20:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T20:43:50.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>快乐</title><content type='html'>快乐就是...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;周二回到家里，&lt;br /&gt;发现时钟显示着 6.05pm，&lt;br /&gt;发现太阳还刺着我的视线，&lt;br /&gt;发现吃了晚饭以后天还没有黑。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这样就很快乐 ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3703862659392599714-984385572483885091?l=audreylimsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/feeds/984385572483885091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3703862659392599714&amp;postID=984385572483885091&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/984385572483885091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/984385572483885091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post_24.html' title='快乐'/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12093053798091401178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/S6sJRxt_GLI/AAAAAAAAFZI/a9U-NkZuzTY/S220/DSC_6336_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3703862659392599714.post-5649796059158073911</id><published>2009-11-18T23:49:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T15:19:52.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chaos</title><content type='html'>It all started when I was back from Muar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sis's bf was then installing the new wireless router because the adapter of the old one just stopped working without any forewarning. At the same time my sis informed me that the water heater in my room was not functioning, while my dad pointed at the ceiling fan and told me that it was also dead. WHAT?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay fine. I was still good living 2 days showering at my bro's bathroom. And came home today, the auto-gate was not giving me any responds. After several presses (I almost crashed my remote control), finally one side of the gate open slowly like an old snail. Well to be honest I'm not too sure whether an old snail does move slower than a young one, but I just felt that the gate must be a super old one. Called up the auto-gate service person, and he's eating I guess. He told me to use Allen key to open the panel box to get the gate open, I was already IN my house &gt;.&lt; FYI, the panel box is in the house, he expected me to climb in to open up the gate, oh my... Also he asked me to check whether circuit breaker was tripped or not, off the switch and tried again... bla bla bla... for half an hour (*%#$^@!^*@&amp;amp;) and he sounded super reluctant to come over. FINE...  After the half-hour talk, my BF and I tried to "service" the auto-gate by all means. Hmmm... it did not respond to the remote control, according to that reluctant guy there might be receiver's failure in the panel box. We couldn't do anything more and would just need to find one day and get the reluctant guy to fix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when I thought I can laze around and watch House/ CSI, BF was at the kitchen re-heat the leftover porridge for me... Guess what? YAY the TV started blinking, on &amp;amp; off by itself; so as the microwave, refrigerator and water boiler... and lights joined the party and danced along. But that was NO FUN, I felt like that was a making of ghost scene.  We started to off these electric devices one-by-one, trying to locate which was the "one" that made all these happened. Conclusion: No Idea, argh~ BF then called TNB to check whether there's any problem in my housing area and TNB said that they'd come over and have a look. Wuah, good service! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But not efficient enough, took them 1 hour to reach my place and they told us to off the main switch in case there was any electricity leak. We off it half an hour later and basically waited in the dark for another half an hour. BF was mumbling/ hoping that things can be fixed by 10pm, so that we still can watch CSI. lol. And two old-middle-aged men came with big spot light, did a prelim check and told us everything was fine. Huh? Then we demonstrated the ghost scene to them by switching on the main switch, with all lights on. They then started to work with wires and sparks, and told us we should have switched everything on so that they could detect what went wrong. sigh... An hour ago they were the one told us to off the main switch lea, but I forgive old men for their short term memory failure as they were really nice and I did not give them any "duit kopi"... *proud* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Law of Attraction -- with BF's mumbling, everything was back to normal j.i.t @ 10pm. We got to watch CSI and ate my porridge. *peace* All these chaos made me completely moodless to continue my work, who cares? It's okay to be lazy sometimes =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am headache now... to find proper people at the convenient day and time to fix the auto-gate, my water heater, and also the ceiling fan... etc... I suspect that the unstable current burned down my home appliances one-by-one T_T  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a seperate note, we were so bored waiting so I camwhore a little...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/SwTvL0BKICI/AAAAAAAAFYY/CFATXfSPKG4/s1600/18112009064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/SwTvL0BKICI/AAAAAAAAFYY/CFATXfSPKG4/s320/18112009064.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405708438972538914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Didn't realize that the small little yellow flower plant has grown so much~!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;At one point I thought it's going to die soon... :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/SwTvMXkUREI/AAAAAAAAFYg/JrNUMMZXBhw/s1600/18112009071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/SwTvMXkUREI/AAAAAAAAFYg/JrNUMMZXBhw/s320/18112009071.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405708448515245122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;While waiting for TNB people... *haha*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;It was drizzling weih...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3703862659392599714-5649796059158073911?l=audreylimsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/feeds/5649796059158073911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3703862659392599714&amp;postID=5649796059158073911&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/5649796059158073911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/5649796059158073911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/2009/11/chaos.html' title='Chaos'/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12093053798091401178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/S6sJRxt_GLI/AAAAAAAAFZI/a9U-NkZuzTY/S220/DSC_6336_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/SwTvL0BKICI/AAAAAAAAFYY/CFATXfSPKG4/s72-c/18112009064.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3703862659392599714.post-6627155755973017135</id><published>2009-11-15T21:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T21:53:16.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>过去与未来</title><content type='html'>我不晓得哪里还可以找到这样的戏院...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;电影开场前半个小时才可以排队买票；&lt;br /&gt;Manual 的购票方式，一张 A4 的 seating plan，被选了的位置会被打个“X”；&lt;br /&gt;戏票像是去“非法”游乐场的入门卷，手写位置再盖上当天的日期；&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/SwABhXGyEqI/AAAAAAAAFYI/mH-kSY9aBAU/s1600-h/14112009053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/SwABhXGyEqI/AAAAAAAAFYI/mH-kSY9aBAU/s400/14112009053.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404321225494368930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只有两间放映室的戏院；&lt;br /&gt;整个楼层中充斥着烟味夹杂潮湿发霉的一种气味，像关丹Teruntum的味道；&lt;br /&gt;应该是 n 年前的马来文翻译 -- SINEPLEKS，比现在的各富有本土特色。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/SwAA-d6y4JI/AAAAAAAAFYA/9Gsc1MQxUhg/s1600-h/14112009054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/SwAA-d6y4JI/AAAAAAAAFYA/9Gsc1MQxUhg/s400/14112009054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404320626027716754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;大致上，跟现在的 GSC， TGV，Cineplex 没多大的差别，&lt;br /&gt;除了SINEPLEX 里头完全采用自然风，我想里头可能有抽风机，但肯定没有风扇;&lt;br /&gt;除了看到中场时放映机会突然故障，出现干扰现象；&lt;br /&gt;或者字幕呈现颠倒状态，抑或有别的电影穿插其中...&lt;br /&gt;大致上还是不错，也蛮幸运的...&lt;br /&gt;没有人在里头啃 KFC，没有蟑螂老鼠到处跑...&lt;br /&gt;还是不错的...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我去GSC，TGV，Cineplex 从来都没有这么“山菇”兼兴奋地拍过照，&lt;br /&gt;可想而知我对于在这种传统电影院看 2012 有多么大的期待~&lt;br /&gt;一种过去与未来的交错，&lt;br /&gt;回到十五年前，去体会我们可能会面临的末日。 ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3703862659392599714-6627155755973017135?l=audreylimsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/feeds/6627155755973017135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3703862659392599714&amp;postID=6627155755973017135&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/6627155755973017135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/6627155755973017135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post_15.html' title='过去与未来'/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12093053798091401178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/S6sJRxt_GLI/AAAAAAAAFZI/a9U-NkZuzTY/S220/DSC_6336_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/SwABhXGyEqI/AAAAAAAAFYI/mH-kSY9aBAU/s72-c/14112009053.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3703862659392599714.post-3603935269889404367</id><published>2009-11-11T17:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T17:23:57.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>对话</title><content type='html'>从关丹回来 KL ，总会经过云顶山脚的。&lt;br /&gt;就在那一天...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;我：eiiii... 我们没有一起去过云顶叻~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;他：对 hor... 怎么没有想过？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[我们最常去的地方是麻坡和关丹 &gt;.&lt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;我：好啦，找一天我们一定要去云顶！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;他：好...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;我：因为每一对情侣都会去云顶！！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;他：......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3703862659392599714-3603935269889404367?l=audreylimsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/feeds/3603935269889404367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3703862659392599714&amp;postID=3603935269889404367&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/3603935269889404367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/3603935269889404367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title='对话'/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12093053798091401178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/S6sJRxt_GLI/AAAAAAAAFZI/a9U-NkZuzTY/S220/DSC_6336_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3703862659392599714.post-8326381092165091743</id><published>2009-10-28T23:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T11:51:07.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'>At the end of the day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This satisfied the late stay ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/SukOfncnE2I/AAAAAAAAFXo/L5Kvcx1jUD8/s1600-h/28102009031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/SukOfncnE2I/AAAAAAAAFXo/L5Kvcx1jUD8/s400/28102009031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397861564707967842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't realize that Nando's has such nice packing for take-aways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Take me home&lt;/span&gt; -- so cutee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way,  just wanted to let you know that...&lt;br /&gt;believe yourself as you always did,&lt;br /&gt;you know that there is no way to please everyone in this world.&lt;br /&gt;I really meant e-v-e-r-y-o-n-e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=3703862659392599714&amp;amp;postID=8326381092165091743"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So just stop letting people sway you away,&lt;br /&gt;those are just disturbance, alright?&lt;br /&gt;Love you... and please love yourself too =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day, you are the one to judge your life.&lt;br /&gt;Not those e-v-e-r-y-o-n-e, of course.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3703862659392599714-8326381092165091743?l=audreylimsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/feeds/8326381092165091743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3703862659392599714&amp;postID=8326381092165091743&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/8326381092165091743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/8326381092165091743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/2009/10/at-end-of-day.html' title='At the end of the day'/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12093053798091401178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/S6sJRxt_GLI/AAAAAAAAFZI/a9U-NkZuzTY/S220/DSC_6336_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/SukOfncnE2I/AAAAAAAAFXo/L5Kvcx1jUD8/s72-c/28102009031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3703862659392599714.post-845991681967181001</id><published>2009-09-20T21:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T22:30:48.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>换发</title><content type='html'>在心情很不好的一个工作天，望着镜子里的自己，想不到哪里出了问题...&lt;br /&gt;没头没脑的就跟男友说：“我想要换发型了！”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;过了两个星期，我回来了。&lt;br /&gt;回到关丹常去的发廊，足足坐了四个小时，如愿地换了一个全新的发型。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;说真的，看到新的发型的那一刻，我以为见到了我的韩国上司... *哈*&lt;br /&gt;不知道回去上班的时候老板会不会怀疑我在“抄袭”她的发型？&lt;br /&gt;发型师的老婆一直说我太可爱了~！&lt;br /&gt;男友从笑脸盈盈换成大眼 O嘴型，后来还拼命解释他并没有觉得不好看...&lt;br /&gt;抱歉我还是没有办法把那种表情当成是一种赞美 &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;妈妈还是一贯地说好看，埋怨Ken（发型师）只会做年轻人的头。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;认识我的朋友都知道我三不五时就会拿我的头发开刀，&lt;br /&gt;其实说穿了我只是享受发型换了那一刻的快感，&lt;br /&gt;总觉得有中浴火重生的一种振奋。&lt;br /&gt;虽然这样的形容有太多的夸张，&lt;br /&gt;但是我深深的觉得我又可以重新再站起来了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当然不是每一个人都可以认同我的品位，&lt;br /&gt;我有一些发型总让人嗤笑很久。&lt;br /&gt;我当然也没怎么理会，&lt;br /&gt;反正短发会变长发，卷发会变直发，惊吓会变习惯...&lt;br /&gt;只是我还是我 =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我有放话叫男友要经常有心理准备，&lt;br /&gt;不要看到我有了新发型就出现那一副心脏衰竭的表情。&lt;br /&gt;他还是稍稍的坚持他比较喜欢我们刚认识的时候我的那一头短发。&lt;br /&gt;嗯... 再等等吧，我正在留长呢！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;说真的，我觉得这个发型有一点太可爱了~&lt;br /&gt;让我走路的时候不自觉想要蹦跳着走，&lt;br /&gt;怎么上班呢？&lt;br /&gt;我又开始懊恼了... T_T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3703862659392599714-845991681967181001?l=audreylimsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/feeds/845991681967181001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3703862659392599714&amp;postID=845991681967181001&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/845991681967181001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/845991681967181001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title='换发'/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12093053798091401178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/S6sJRxt_GLI/AAAAAAAAFZI/a9U-NkZuzTY/S220/DSC_6336_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3703862659392599714.post-509985708069712709</id><published>2009-05-30T22:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T00:41:50.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled</title><content type='html'>I find myself express better in chinese. HOWEVER... I don't know why the chinese input isn't working!!! &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But emmm... I just feel like writing something now, just feel like it thought I've no idea what is going to be at the end of my post, haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... I didn't really have a great day though I went out shopping with my family :P Disorder of my hormones made me lost control, and yea, I shouted at the staffs in TOPSHOP! YES you didn't read me wrong, I Y-E-L-L-E-D at them in front of so many people... so embarrassing whenever I think of what I did this afternoon... Audrey oh Audrey, why are you like this??!!! *blame the hormones*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sis said she forgot to snap the picture of me scolding people, as well as the picture of those that "kena" from me -__________________-||| She ended up didn't buy a dress that she had tried because I got so mad at that time (anyway you can buy it in other outlets Money Lim, I helped you to save money tho :D). To me, they just don't know what they're doing, and I really couldn't tolerate bad service... probably I should really consider to change my name :P okay that's another scope of topic... hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... end of the month again... it's fast &amp;amp; slow, weird huh? Something happened too fast without me realize, something were like too long for me although they're actually just short while. Things aren't measuring in the same way I guess, and not all of them are measurable. There're times that I did what I want to do, I said what I have to say. They're hard &amp;amp; painful, but if I continue to neglect and hide my head in the sand, things would be worse. So I took steps, and I'm good now. Really good &amp;amp; happy, happy for who I am, happy that finally I am who I am =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fall in love with this song, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;And When She Danced by David Foster &amp;amp; Marylin Martin&lt;/span&gt;. It's in my repeating loop now, singing &amp;amp; singing... and whenever it plays, I feel like dancing... after so many years... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b1979883885f264" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=b1979883885f264&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/feeds/509985708069712709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3703862659392599714&amp;postID=509985708069712709&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/509985708069712709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/509985708069712709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/2009/05/untitled.html' title='Untitled'/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12093053798091401178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/S6sJRxt_GLI/AAAAAAAAFZI/a9U-NkZuzTY/S220/DSC_6336_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3703862659392599714.post-323709763469615149</id><published>2009-04-21T21:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T21:43:34.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>生活</title><content type='html'>最近一直在想，其实我是在做着我想要做的事情吗？就算是踏板，就算有很好的理由，这些真的是我想要的吗？虽然已经设定了期限，但是我还是会害怕，害怕我在坚持一些对我来说毫无意义的事情。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我每天会很期待第二天的上班，6点起床，7点出门，8点之前踏入公司，9点才“正式”工作。工作时间中期待 lunch time，吃了午餐过后坐在我的座位上开始期待下班，下班时间到了以后，心中总是会有一阵恐慌... 这样又一天了吗？在那一瞬间，有种不想回家的感觉。回家以后，总要花一段时间发呆，好像发呆可以平复我的惶恐。容易为小事伤感，转眼却看到透过云层的光而微笑了起来。然后，睡觉时间到了，睡觉之前还是会期待第二天的上班... 日复一日... 情绪上的这些曲折，让我有些不胜负荷了...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我想，我只是在逃避生命的某一些部分，好像这个部分不归于我，却在错乱的巧合下，空降在我的生命中，如此而已。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3703862659392599714-323709763469615149?l=audreylimsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/feeds/323709763469615149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3703862659392599714&amp;postID=323709763469615149&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/323709763469615149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/323709763469615149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post_21.html' title='生活'/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12093053798091401178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/S6sJRxt_GLI/AAAAAAAAFZI/a9U-NkZuzTY/S220/DSC_6336_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3703862659392599714.post-6092030105271009681</id><published>2009-04-16T19:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T21:13:57.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>心理测验</title><content type='html'>忘了在什么时候，也不记得在哪里，我曾做过了这么一个心理测验，看了测验结果后觉得好像准，也好像不是很准。自己笑了笑，笑自己的不以为然，可是却还专注的消化答案。无聊是吧？通常心理测验的答案都是模棱两可的，看当事人自己怎么诠释，虽然像是骗小孩子的玩意，可是我还是很爱做心理测验，尤其是关于我本身是一个怎样的人。总在很多答案之中，检视自己的性格，以一个第三者的身份，像解密似的一层一层剥开，慢慢往更深处的自己举证审视。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那个测验好像是在朋友眼中，我到底是怎么样的一个人。测验结果好像是这样的：我总是让人有冷冷的，不好接近的感觉；但是只要朋友主动打破隔阂，我就可以天南地北聊个不停，迅速地建立起友谊，变成了很好的朋友。但是，到了那个阶段以后，朋友会开始觉得我很难懂，有时好像突然间又变得很陌生，变得不能交心，跟之前的阶段有所落差。那是因为我是个很难掏心的人，就算是让朋友觉得大家好像很亲密了，我还是有一层保护膜。但是可以让我卸下那一层的冷漠，就是莫逆了，而且会让我把这些人当成生命中最重要的人，在心里的地位无以撼动。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;怎么样？是不是有点准，可又好像有点不准呢？这个测验应该是做了满久的，我不知道为什么今天我一直在想着这个测验，我完全不晓得原来我记得这个测验和答案。奇怪吧？有时蛮佩服我的脑，不知道什么时候塞进了这么多“资讯”，却没有通知我；闲来无事的时候就灌顶我一下，像是宣告，又似示威，怕我忘了我的思想其实是由大脑掌控的，怕我会一直与心交流，渐渐忘了脑。谢谢脑，但是我今天还是倾听心的叙诉，不想挣扎，也不想再争论我到底是一个怎么样的人了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我的心告诉我，这个心理测验真的很准，我就是一个这么样的人。难以亲近，有点孤僻。但是走进了我的圈圈里头的人，却一定是我这一辈子最可以为你们赴汤蹈火的人。因为你们给的快乐很多，给的感动很深，给的伤口可以被复原，给的泪水可以很温暖，成为我可以很坚强的理由。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不要问我怎么样才可以走进我的圈圈里头，那是不需要努力和条件的。我想，那是一种缘分所释放的频率，一种心与心很接近的频率，一种就算不说话也可以很安然的频率。不要问我为什么，那也是不需要解释，也没有得解释的。生命中的这些相附相依，原本就是很玄奥的。所以为什么，有人可以相隔十万八千里，一年都见不到一次面，感情却可以一直升温；所以为什么，有人可以近在眼前，你却永远也踩不进他的世界。不要难过你没有办法跨进他的领域，那表示你们的频率不是在同一个定点上，勉强让你进入，你收到的，也只是杂音甚至是更高分贝的吵杂。原来，有时不要强求也是一种难能可贵的幸福。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;为什么突然会有着这一堆的想法萦绕着我？我也没办法解释。但是当所有思绪被归纳了的时候，突然觉得轻松了起来。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;脑啊，你是不是也听懂了心，开始受它蛊惑了呢？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3703862659392599714-6092030105271009681?l=audreylimsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/feeds/6092030105271009681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3703862659392599714&amp;postID=6092030105271009681&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/6092030105271009681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/6092030105271009681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post_16.html' title='心理测验'/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12093053798091401178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/S6sJRxt_GLI/AAAAAAAAFZI/a9U-NkZuzTY/S220/DSC_6336_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3703862659392599714.post-7309779787525967040</id><published>2009-04-13T08:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T09:14:48.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The 11th Monday</title><content type='html'>Hola, it's Monday again... Time just passed when I don't realize it, it's already mid of April, but I feel that have not yet do anything for this year. Couldn't really recall what I've done, loitering in my office? lolZ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got to go back to Kuantan last weekend, pretty fast weekend, but I felt great! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to urut my leg twice, and now I'm suffering the "after-urut" effect. That wasn't a great experience coz I was in pain until I don't feel like talking but the urut master kept asking me questions and expected my answer &gt;.&lt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;HALO... can't you see my face had crumpled and out of shape???!!! How'd you expect me to talk when my mouth was not at the right place???&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I'd have few more times to go, please bless me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had the chance to sort of have a "deep" talk with my mum, about her children in future life. Well, at this stage... I think my mum puts more concern in her children's marriage. MARRIAGE??!!! Oh yea that's the word... too young to listen to that rite? But hmmm... I'm in this topic with my mum *wat da...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always thought that my mum wouldn't really be willing when one day her daughter tells her that she's gonna get married. Coz girls are to married to another family, somehow it's saddening to have to be really apart with the little girl that has always been taken care very well. I was telling my mum that I bet she'll cry like hell if my sister really marries her bf, hahaha... Well, ended up my mum started to think of the possibilities to introduce my bro's friends to me *faint* I'm gonna find other victims or other subject to divert my mum attention before she starts to take any action!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although the topic is way out of my scope, I still enjoyed the time talking to her, lying on her painful laps, behaved as though I'm a spoiled child. It feels like... I'm having lesser and lesser chance to be like that, sad rite? Ahh... I'm so complicated again... enjoy but sad... lol~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3703862659392599714-7309779787525967040?l=audreylimsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/feeds/7309779787525967040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3703862659392599714&amp;postID=7309779787525967040&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/7309779787525967040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/7309779787525967040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/2009/04/11th-monday.html' title='The 11th Monday'/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12093053798091401178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/S6sJRxt_GLI/AAAAAAAAFZI/a9U-NkZuzTY/S220/DSC_6336_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3703862659392599714.post-1633312574646971485</id><published>2009-04-05T17:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T17:34:49.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>扼腕</title><content type='html'>你知道，人生就是一直在做选择、在作决定。某些时候，有些决定做得太快，实践得太有效率，太... 让人扼腕...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;毅然地服食了伤风特效药后，才猛然发现时间过早。打算一觉睡到天亮的，但总不能从中午睡到第二天早上吧？又不是昏迷药。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;唉... 扼腕呀...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3703862659392599714-1633312574646971485?l=audreylimsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/feeds/1633312574646971485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3703862659392599714&amp;postID=1633312574646971485&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/1633312574646971485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/1633312574646971485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title='扼腕'/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12093053798091401178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/S6sJRxt_GLI/AAAAAAAAFZI/a9U-NkZuzTY/S220/DSC_6336_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3703862659392599714.post-214305995622593240</id><published>2009-03-01T21:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T22:02:05.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>过了的最爱</title><content type='html'>二月是我一年之中最喜欢的月份。&lt;br /&gt;也许是生日月份的关系，就是那种天性根本的喜爱了。&lt;br /&gt;当然，我最爱的月份不见得是我一年之中过得最开心的，虽然我极私心的希望着。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我很遗憾，我最喜欢的月份，就这么的过了...&lt;br /&gt;在开心时参夹着心碎；&lt;br /&gt;在温暖中感受到失落；&lt;br /&gt;在感激里深深的愧疚着；&lt;br /&gt;在空虚中却奇异地欢乐着。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;三月了，&lt;br /&gt;我却还像是漫无目的在过生活。&lt;br /&gt;每天每天，都在提醒自己，&lt;br /&gt;该做些什么了，&lt;br /&gt;该鼓起勇气了，&lt;br /&gt;该继续地往前走了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;可我，却极怕痛极怕累，&lt;br /&gt;不敢往前看，等待我的究竟有什么...&lt;br /&gt;再多一些时间，可以吗？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3703862659392599714-214305995622593240?l=audreylimsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/feeds/214305995622593240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3703862659392599714&amp;postID=214305995622593240&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/214305995622593240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/214305995622593240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title='过了的最爱'/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12093053798091401178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/S6sJRxt_GLI/AAAAAAAAFZI/a9U-NkZuzTY/S220/DSC_6336_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3703862659392599714.post-7313001203877695269</id><published>2009-02-08T23:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T00:06:32.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Working</title><content type='html'>I've started working... for a week. Hmmm...nothing much I can do in the first week. Basically I just drank coffee, surfed net, read some materials which made me kinda blur, chatting, day-dreaming, and boring most of the time. I'm not complaining, just describing what I was doing in the office for the past 1 week. I'm not into the working life, yet. And so, I'm still looking forward for that. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to be in a new environment, but at the same time that's what I want in this moment. So contradict right? Okay I know I'm a complicated girl. But don't you all think it's something very hard to get use to a new place, blending with new people, make yoursef totally comfortable in that situation? I'm an introvert person. Yes I AM. I'm learning to get over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm planning to decorate my workplace. Well, decorate sounds abit weird, just wanna make my workplace more... home-ly. But for goodness sake, I'm not sure whether the place I'm sitting now consider "MY" workplace or not. It's not like I'm sitting on someone's place, but there'd be big possibility that my whole team is gonna shift to a bigger workstation, within unsure time-frame, maybe in a month, or 3 months, or 6 months? I've got no idea. I hate the feeling of re-locating all my stuffs when I feel I've already settled down. See, I don't like to change, especially in a very short period. But anyway, I've still listed down what I wish to have or to bring to my workplace, haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of people asked me, why you wanna work? Why not? Am I not look like those people that will work? I guess so, if not you all won't ask, lol~ I don't have any plans for my future, I don't know what I wanna do after I graduate, I don't know what dreams I do have or had before... I'm just empty. Being empty is not a good sign, that makes me wonder a lot, too a lot until I think I can't take it. So... I do what comes to me. I always believe, there will be something, that will come to my life eventually. Not forcefully, not unwanted, it is simply natural.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here I am now --- working. Just like any other ordinary people. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3703862659392599714-7313001203877695269?l=audreylimsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/feeds/7313001203877695269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3703862659392599714&amp;postID=7313001203877695269&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/7313001203877695269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/7313001203877695269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/2009/02/working.html' title='Working'/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12093053798091401178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/S6sJRxt_GLI/AAAAAAAAFZI/a9U-NkZuzTY/S220/DSC_6336_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3703862659392599714.post-7883030327352350549</id><published>2009-02-01T00:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T01:44:36.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'>还是我们</title><content type='html'>我真的没事了。如果那是在我生命中必定得经历的，我很庆幸它发生得早，并且已经结束了。所以，不要自责，不要担心了，好吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我曾经有希望的，希望有你或是谁，抱着我告诉我，事情会过去的，难过会结束的；还有很多很爱我的人，会陪着我度过的。只是当时的我从来没有敞开过，所以，千万千万不要责怪自己为什么不在我的身边与我分担，我会觉得很愧疚，让你那么自责担心。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;真的都过去了，而我也依然好好的。学习着原谅、抚平、放下、然后遗忘。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我还是要常常告诉你，不要担心距离会疏远我们。虽然我不相信爱情可以战胜距离，但是却深信令我珍惜的友谊是不会被动摇的。在你眼里，我还是和以前一样，在我眼里，你亦如是；其实岁月并没有将我们的本质磨褪，反而更凸显，也更坚定于我们看待生命与生活的想法。这种种，不就是最好的证明了吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当然，你还是要常常回来找我，让我看看你，让你记得我，让我忘不了你。然后，我就开始存钱，再让你包吃包住包玩。虽然不能常在一起，但是我们不但能在时间上一起长大，还可以在岁月中一起变老，在不同的天空下一起体会。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好好照顾自己，要很快乐的生活，有事也要记得找我，不然我会忘记我在你生命中所存在的位置和扮演的角色。知道你过得很好，我才会原谅你离我那么远 (=P)。没有啦，知道你过得很好，我真的很替你开心，也会努力让自己过得更好。真的，我会过得好好的，然后再期待我们下一次的见面...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3703862659392599714-7883030327352350549?l=audreylimsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/feeds/7883030327352350549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3703862659392599714&amp;postID=7883030327352350549&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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type='html'>忍了你们好久了！没人住的屋子你就可以把它当成是你的停车位吗？问题是，你自己家明明就可以停两辆车，家外面勉强给你多停两辆车，你家正门口也可以多停一辆车，干嘛偏偏要放空自己的家，停在我家正门口呢？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;怎么？车多你就很大是吗？车多代表你可以不用用脑是吗？车多代表你们连人都不是了是吗？我连想要用动物来比喻你们都很不屑，猪都比你们更有脑！！！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;新年了，也不做做一些能让人觉得开心的事。噢，忘了，你们不是人！&gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3703862659392599714-6986518372490277832?l=audreylimsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/feeds/6986518372490277832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3703862659392599714&amp;postID=6986518372490277832&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/6986518372490277832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/6986518372490277832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post_23.html' title='没脑'/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12093053798091401178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/S6sJRxt_GLI/AAAAAAAAFZI/a9U-NkZuzTY/S220/DSC_6336_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3703862659392599714.post-6454159380012750352</id><published>2009-01-22T18:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T23:04:50.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>回不去</title><content type='html'>当我致力与妈妈“沟通”我以后不一定要结婚，你突然很赞同的，说你也可以不结婚跟我过一辈子。我想妈妈当时一定很想掐死你，你的风凉话彻底破坏了她的洗脑。不过，不论有没有你那一着，她的洗脑都不会成功的，哈！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;说真的，我不是不认同的。我们真的可以就这么过一辈子的，那种安全感，才是最大的，是吧？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我们认识了多久呢？我应该是一张眼就认识你的，可是前面的好多年真的很空白，完全不在记忆里。只是记得我们趁大人都不在的时候，玩得天翻地覆，忘了是怎么样，是你抱着我来甩的吗？在像超人笔直地朝沙发枕头堆飞去的时候，“砰啷”一声，青瓷椅（状似花瓶）破了个大洞，吓傻了你们！ 突然，一个小头从枕头堆钻了出来，没破头没流血没淤青，还笑着说自己有铁头功，应该是撞傻了。 过后才开始担心大人回来后会一个个把我们给宰了，你居然把那椅子推去角落，将破了大洞的那一面朝向角落里，所看得见的“部分”都是完好无缺的。结果还真的给我们瞒天过海了很久，最后才知道原来不怎么值钱，亏我们那时又内疚又提心吊胆的！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;再过后，我们都长大了，不再常常看见对方，各自也开始有了自己的生活。我们当然还很关心大家，只是我们的世界比以前更大，距离也更远了。可以见面的时候，觉得很温暖，很安心，很不设防；从来没有真正告诉过你这些感受，因为我们总在吵吵闹闹拳打脚踢中度过。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我很记得，大学时被室友的家人欺负。都半夜了，你特地将你屋友（最大只的那一个）从被单里挖起，火速赶来学校，原本是想揍人家一顿先是吧？幸好他们走了，不然我也不知道要怎么收拾到时候的残局了。你一直抱着我，一直轻轻地拍着我的背，口里也一直碎碎念，一直怪我没有更早通知你，还要他从爸爸口中才知道，不然的话或许还可以让你碰见他们（最好可以打人 -_-），也不会让我被他们欺负。过后的一个星期，你一直来学校催校方给你们一个交待，结果我的室友不再是室友，不知道搬去哪里遗害人间，好像也被校方口头警告还是什么的。可你还不死心的叫我找出室友的名字，势没把他们骂/揍一顿为小人也。我也没理你太多，反正她走了就好了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;也是在大学的时候被人欺负了，不敢跟你说些什么，只是一直很急着要回去，你拗不过我，只好让我回了。在我上车的时候，看你急急忙忙地跑来，抱着我一直问我有没有事？我哭得一个字都说不出来，你又心疼又生气地抱怨，为什么都没告诉你呢？我知道你很自责，觉得你没有保护到我，让我受伤害了。然后又想跟我一起找他所谓的混帐，好好教训人家一顿，当然还是被我阻止了，因为我还是比较害怕要收拾到时候的残局。你的流氓性格总是这样的，从小到大没变过，什么事情就想揍人家一顿，没得打至少也得呛声一下。你说，让不让人担心呢？我还是没有告诉过你，我真的很感激你的，谢谢你！虽然你觉得那是你应该做的，但是你不知道，当时让我感觉到原来我是这么小心翼翼地被捧着来珍惜，比起其它的，真的重要太多太多了。顿时让我庆幸着所有的伤害和委屈，让我知道你会在背后永远撑着我，就算我再也走不动了，你不会抱着我走，但是却宁愿一直为我停留，直到我可以再站起来重新面对。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;原本是很幸福的，可是我却觉得很感伤。因为我们再也回不去了。虽然我们承诺过，无论如何，我们都不会变的。但是着整个世界都充满着变数，我没有办法想象当我们都有了比彼此更重要的人，我们还是可以这样吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;希望，你可以开开心心地过你的生活，创造你想要的未来，好吗？不要后悔你做过的决定，既然那是人生必经之路，那么就勇敢的、有信心的一步一步走下去！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;终究，我们的世界不再只有我们，多希望我们不曾长大...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3703862659392599714-6454159380012750352?l=audreylimsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/feeds/6454159380012750352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3703862659392599714&amp;postID=6454159380012750352&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/6454159380012750352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/6454159380012750352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post_22.html' title='回不去'/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12093053798091401178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/S6sJRxt_GLI/AAAAAAAAFZI/a9U-NkZuzTY/S220/DSC_6336_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3703862659392599714.post-6267038729620626864</id><published>2009-01-21T22:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T23:00:50.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>烦躁</title><content type='html'>新年快到了，却没被欢庆的气氛所感染。突然想着，为什么要过年呢？忙得一团乱，什么都得换新的，什么都得抹得干干净净，过后呢？又开始积尘、又开始弄脏、又开始没有人整理...然后再拖着拖着，又一年了，又再忙得一团乱，又再换新的、又再抹得干干净净...年复一年，一直重复着，到底是为了什么？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我懂的，只是心烦了一些，所以才想到这有的没的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我... 一直很烦躁，觉得很多事情都很不顺心，可是其实那些也不是什么大不了的事，就好像有时走得太急撞到了桌角，踢倒了椅子，没什么大不了，可还是很忍不住地咒骂几句，最惨的是，没有人可以给我赖，只有怨自己笨，运气背。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我只是... 不想讲话，不想接电话，不想回简讯，不可以吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我...好像遗失了很多我以为还属于我的东西，所以...才烦躁的吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;#  那一个人   爱我   将我的手   紧握 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;     抱紧我   吻我   喔...爱   别走  #&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3703862659392599714-6267038729620626864?l=audreylimsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/feeds/6267038729620626864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3703862659392599714&amp;postID=6267038729620626864&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/6267038729620626864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/6267038729620626864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post_21.html' title='烦躁'/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12093053798091401178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/S6sJRxt_GLI/AAAAAAAAFZI/a9U-NkZuzTY/S220/DSC_6336_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3703862659392599714.post-5134858688692663544</id><published>2009-01-17T23:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T23:48:55.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我希望的</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;好累...&lt;br /&gt;但还是要记得&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;生日快乐&lt;/span&gt;噢 !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一个个被划过的日期&lt;br /&gt;提醒着自己活在这世上到底有多久了&lt;br /&gt;年龄年复一年地增长&lt;br /&gt;心龄则以倍数在剧增&lt;br /&gt;心智却好像慢慢地退化，再倒带&lt;br /&gt;真正的岁龄，居然让我无从考察&lt;br /&gt;只好相信世间恒久维持的规律来算计&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;无论如何&lt;br /&gt;我希望......&lt;br /&gt;我希望......&lt;br /&gt;我希望......&lt;br /&gt;要许三个愿望，不是吗？&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3703862659392599714-5134858688692663544?l=audreylimsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/feeds/5134858688692663544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3703862659392599714&amp;postID=5134858688692663544&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/5134858688692663544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/5134858688692663544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post_17.html' title='我希望的'/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12093053798091401178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/S6sJRxt_GLI/AAAAAAAAFZI/a9U-NkZuzTY/S220/DSC_6336_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3703862659392599714.post-7231253151884262227</id><published>2009-01-13T16:14:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T17:45:39.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Trip of 2009</title><content type='html'>I'm back, though it wasn't a tiring trip, but I feel a bit restless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hong Kong is as usual, forever so happening, so crowded with people. The weather there was slightly colder, in fact, it's the coldest among our trips in Hong Kong. Weather forecast showed the temperature was between 12-17 degree Celsius. Hrmmp...we still took for granted (a bit :P) by only bringing some thin long sleeves, didn't even bother to bring a windbreaker, we're too afraid that thick clothes would take up space and also weight of our luggage, lol... The outcome? The temperature was lower than expected, only 9-10 degree on daytime, and three of us were shivering and sort of freezing while we're walking on the street. All the salespersons were amazed with our "under-dressed", thought that we're from some really cold countries which made us get use to the cold weather, coz even locals dressed themselves like dumplings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/SWxgvXxrJ_I/AAAAAAAADmI/kN0_XSQ1FOI/s1600-h/FaYuen+Street.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/SWxgvXxrJ_I/AAAAAAAADmI/kN0_XSQ1FOI/s400/FaYuen+Street.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290710029205972978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Fa Yuen Street in MongKok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regardless of the cold weather, we really enjoyed ourselves very much. We shopped like there's no tomorrow, too hard to control. And after one and a half day, we started to afraid whether those clothes would be able to fit in our luggage, whether our luggage would be overweight, whether the money payer (my dad) would be grumbling until we're drowned in his saliva...etc etc etc. That was when we three started to keep remind and warn each other to STOP buying. Mum was saying that we just never learnt,  through so many past experiences. Haha...that is sooooo true!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides shopping, we did find some good food. Sis had prepared a list of must-go-restasturant, we didn't complete the list, coz we're too lazy and too tired and too hungry to go to those restaurants. We'd only go to the restaurants if it's convenient, or so coincidently we're there. -___- But anyhow, the food there was good. Even some restaurants were not on the list, but the food was just simply satisfying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/SWxhR7EsrHI/AAAAAAAADmQ/oQ6VnuGXWEM/s1600-h/Eat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/SWxhR7EsrHI/AAAAAAAADmQ/oQ6VnuGXWEM/s400/Eat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290710622796557426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;All my pictures were taken by my sis while I was eating -____-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another interesting thing we did in HK was -- watching movie in hotel. We'd watch movie once we're in our hotel room. I've never watch so many movies in 4 days time. Although those weren't new movies, but they're as enjoyable. In Good Company, The Thomas Crown Affair, Anna and the King, Speed, Leather Weapon, The Silence of the Lambs...and some movies which I don't really remember the names. In addition to those, we watched movies in the flight like Bangkok Dangerous, In Her Shoes, The Dutchess, City of Ember... Just so entertained by all those movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all those concluded our 4D3N trip to Hong Kong. And I was warned not to do any shopping in a year time. Let's see how then :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something intereting to share, HK people eat KFC with plastic gloves provided, so cute rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/SWxhkIlffDI/AAAAAAAADmY/qvpISKPA54E/s1600-h/KFC.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/SWxhkIlffDI/AAAAAAAADmY/qvpISKPA54E/s400/KFC.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290710935661411378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;-Took few shots juz for the person's plastic glove, my shoulder blocked the KFC :P-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3703862659392599714-7231253151884262227?l=audreylimsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/feeds/7231253151884262227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3703862659392599714&amp;postID=7231253151884262227&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/7231253151884262227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/7231253151884262227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/2009/01/1st-trip-of-2009.html' title='1st Trip of 2009'/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12093053798091401178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/S6sJRxt_GLI/AAAAAAAAFZI/a9U-NkZuzTY/S220/DSC_6336_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/SWxgvXxrJ_I/AAAAAAAADmI/kN0_XSQ1FOI/s72-c/FaYuen+Street.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3703862659392599714.post-7145246755716013365</id><published>2009-01-04T22:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T23:26:42.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'>宁静</title><content type='html'>今天的天气很好，一扫之前的大风大雨，开始有阳光，却也没急着灼伤被风雨肆虐过的所有。就只是...静静地、不着痕迹地投射到所有接触面...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一小阵子喧嚣忙碌的日子过后， 一切也终于尘埃落定。在松了一口气的同时，我心中居然开始觉得很空荡、很茫然、很不知所措... 还来不及想通的时候，我又生病了。嗯... 算不上什么大病，可是还是让我郁闷了好一阵子。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今天病得也几乎快好了，看着窗外的天空，决定到小小庭院走走，呼吸雨后有阳光的空气。踩着草堆中的石灰路，看着家里枯了一半的花朵和营养不良的的高树再加上一对参差不齐的绿盆栽，觉得很好笑，心情不自觉轻松了起来。一直来回那短短的石灰路，有一下没一下地感受到阳光的那种温热。那时的我是希望，在经过阳光的洗礼后，可以抚慰也可以温暖那无措的心...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;虽然时间很短，但心灵因为这片刻的宁静，而感到了喜悦...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3703862659392599714-7145246755716013365?l=audreylimsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/feeds/7145246755716013365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3703862659392599714&amp;postID=7145246755716013365&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/7145246755716013365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/7145246755716013365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post_04.html' title='宁静'/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12093053798091401178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/S6sJRxt_GLI/AAAAAAAAFZI/a9U-NkZuzTY/S220/DSC_6336_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3703862659392599714.post-7168314603444200860</id><published>2009-01-03T04:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T07:23:38.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>不眠记</title><content type='html'>清晨坐车到吉隆坡，中午去面试，下午又坐车回来关丹。来回近乎6小时的车程，在伟大的爱情当前，完全不是一回事，我说的是姐姐的男友。我只是搭顺风车的小妹。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一路上被感冒折腾着，眼睛含泪，鼻子红通通的，鼻水像关不住的水龙头一样，不知道浪费了多少包的面纸，皮都擦破了。朋友帮我买了伤风药，不嗜睡不伤胃的那种，治不治得了伤风是一回事，它的不嗜睡倒真的是让我一夜未眠。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;结果一整晚眼睁睁望着转动的风扇，听着暴雨如何肆虐，感受着超强劲的风。为什么说是超强劲的风，因为它的威力大得可以晃动紧闭着的窗口继而渗透，害我多打了几个喷嚏，这样有够强劲了吧！说真的我还真想到屋外感受一下迟来的风港天，但我现在的这般身子还是算了吧，省得被风吹走还不知道发生了什么事。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;其实我还读了蔡智恒的《回眸》，希望让自己更累一些，就会比较好睡。书是读完了，但却被书里那些回忆、记忆、遗忘的事、执著的事弄得更感触。脑里一直浮现很多画面，太多太快得我不知道是什么画面。只是突然，今天姐姐男友跟我说的话还有韩剧里的一段话，一字一句地列印，交叠但却很清晰，纵使两者之间一丁点联系也没有。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;姐姐男友在看到我喝水的时候说：“&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;伤风了就不要喝那么多水，不然鼻水会越来越多。&lt;/span&gt;” 啥？真的吗？生病不是应该喝更多的水吗？喝了的水会变成鼻水？我还以为因为鼻水像关不住的水龙头，我会失水过多所以才更要补充水分的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;韩剧〈雪之女王〉是很悲伤但也很好看。里面的一段话大概是这样的：&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;就算很想逃避也不要闭上眼睛，不要逃跑；还有，活下去，因为活着更好。&lt;/span&gt;我想，很多时候对于很多事情，我们不会面对，也不敢面对；又或者一时之间有很多不开心的事一起发生，会让人有点不知所措，但是，不要逃避，也不要觉得活着太辛苦，可以活着，才可以有希望，不是吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;两者之间是不是真的有点太跳格呢？可是它们真的在我脑里交叠着。人脑，真神奇啊！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;吃药了，也该去睡觉了。纵然，窗外还是狂风暴雨着...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3703862659392599714-7168314603444200860?l=audreylimsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/feeds/7168314603444200860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3703862659392599714&amp;postID=7168314603444200860&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/7168314603444200860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/7168314603444200860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post_03.html' title='不眠记'/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12093053798091401178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/S6sJRxt_GLI/AAAAAAAAFZI/a9U-NkZuzTY/S220/DSC_6336_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3703862659392599714.post-3769066429254850039</id><published>2009-01-01T14:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T14:28:42.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'>新年快乐</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;我曾欣喜它的到来，&lt;br /&gt;如今却哀悼它的逝去。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;终于肯相信，&lt;br /&gt;终于肯面对，&lt;br /&gt;我始终握不牢，也抓不住。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;谢谢过去所有的记忆，&lt;br /&gt;就算是痛的，就算是沉重的，&lt;br /&gt;我想，&lt;br /&gt;我也可以微笑着看待。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我知道调整有多么不容易。&lt;br /&gt;但是，活着不就是这么一回事吗？&lt;br /&gt;唯有跨越，才能成就更好的自己。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;重新来过；&lt;br /&gt;重新开始；&lt;br /&gt;然后，再重新出发...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday, I'll find you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3703862659392599714-3769066429254850039?l=audreylimsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/feeds/3769066429254850039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3703862659392599714&amp;postID=3769066429254850039&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/3769066429254850039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/3769066429254850039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title='新年快乐'/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12093053798091401178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/S6sJRxt_GLI/AAAAAAAAFZI/a9U-NkZuzTY/S220/DSC_6336_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3703862659392599714.post-954892822807013254</id><published>2008-12-04T18:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T20:10:55.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'>你不是真正的快乐</title><content type='html'>又是一首很好听且令人感动的歌，五月天的&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;你不是真正的快乐&lt;/span&gt;。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c06ba6bd7469097e" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc06ba6bd7469097e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330236706%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5A5F224BD3A44A375EB08274BF838967E5DBF1C3.2D2D9DC8A6D68635A8AC3D6A732CA748C2CD38EF%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc06ba6bd7469097e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DUUEq3Cp1_WZ8UlHjtrihqlgQZUI&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc06ba6bd7469097e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330236706%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5A5F224BD3A44A375EB08274BF838967E5DBF1C3.2D2D9DC8A6D68635A8AC3D6A732CA748C2CD38EF%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc06ba6bd7469097e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DUUEq3Cp1_WZ8UlHjtrihqlgQZUI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;听到了这首歌，让我想到了你...&lt;br /&gt;不快乐就不快乐吧，&lt;br /&gt;不是假装自己快乐，就真的会快乐的。&lt;br /&gt;不是在别人眼中若无其事，伤口就会好的。&lt;br /&gt;只有可以面对真正的自己，才能重新来过。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所以，想念他就想念吧...&lt;br /&gt;很多事情到了尽头以后，才能够甘愿放下的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最重要的，学着让自己真的快乐吧，好吗？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title='你不是真正的快乐'/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12093053798091401178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/S6sJRxt_GLI/AAAAAAAAFZI/a9U-NkZuzTY/S220/DSC_6336_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3703862659392599714.post-4716900288879416167</id><published>2008-12-04T07:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T08:06:32.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'>生气</title><content type='html'>是的，我在生气，甚至开始耍脾气，闹任性。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;总觉得有一口气在憋着，顺不下来。看到你的时候就想起你说的话，嘴扁了一下，很有骨气的不要跟你讲话。你就是这样，说时风讲时雨，当面子与骄傲凌驾的时候什么话都说了出来，也就忘了真的会惹人生气。可是过了之后，看到我们那么小气，才暗暗担心了起来，开始做一些小动作补救。你看你看，就是这样的让我们内疚，原本真的很生气耶，可是到后来却又后悔自己为什么要那么倔强...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;妈妈总是觉得你自作自受，就是爱惹事，然后才懊恼；可是却一直不忘告诉我们，你有多爱我们。爱到让儿女们挑战你的想法，爱到让儿女们可以跟你辩论争执，爱到让双方都闹得不愉快的时候你总是先示好。妈妈总是说很佩服你，因为她永远也没有办法像你这样，这样忍让孩子。想想也是，许多父母吵得不知道要怎么回应的时候，杀手锏就出来了：“我们可是你们的父母，懂吗？”；可是你，却总是让我们以下犯上，自己受气还要觉得让孩子表达自己的意愿是很重要的，甚至是以火爆的方式。我知道其实很多人都觉得让别人表达意愿是很理所当然的，但试想想，有多少辈分较大，社会地位较高的人可以真的做得到？没有被呼巴掌已经可以偷笑了，还妄想大声说话？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;其实我们都懂，真的。只是，遗传了你不服输的性格，加上习惯了把不满说出来，再加上你最爱哪壶不开提哪壶，所以才让这种戏码在家里常常上演。长大了以后，我常常在跟你争辩的时候，或是很生气的时候，总是想着你为我们做过的种种，也不想因为一时逞口舌之快，言语间无意的伤害到了对方，火气就慢慢地小了，也学着不去太计较你生气时说的话，因为我知道，那通常是违心之论。只是，还是有例外的，譬如这一次。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我知道你也很难受，平时那么疼爱女儿，结果反倒要受女儿的气。对不起嘛，就是很生气。很任性吧？朋友总是说我真是家里的小公主，慢慢可以升级作小太后了！我想，真的是被宠坏了...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所以嘛，没事干嘛这么宠自己的孩子？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3703862659392599714-4716900288879416167?l=audreylimsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/feeds/4716900288879416167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3703862659392599714&amp;postID=4716900288879416167&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/4716900288879416167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/4716900288879416167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title='生气'/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12093053798091401178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/S6sJRxt_GLI/AAAAAAAAFZI/a9U-NkZuzTY/S220/DSC_6336_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3703862659392599714.post-5388582602586370449</id><published>2008-11-27T11:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T16:06:13.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yier~~~</title><content type='html'>我们平常再说话的时候，总是会加上语助词来表示我们对一样事物的感觉或是说话时的语气。所以当有人用某些语助词的时候，我们就能了解他们所要表达的感觉。譬如：有人说"wuah~~~"，我们大概猜到他看到了一样让他很惊奇的东西；又或者 "ooo..." 就表示他了解了一些事物。其实还有很多啦，像 "eh~"，"iii..."，"eeer..."，等等等等...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;可是我昨晚遇到一个奇人，还跟那位奇人一起小逛了 cold storage。&lt;br /&gt;为什么说她是个奇人呢？&lt;br /&gt;因为在她生命中只有一个语助词，就是 -- "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;yier~~~&lt;/span&gt;"。&lt;br /&gt;她说 "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;yier~~~&lt;/span&gt;" 的语气也只有一种，就是最普遍之中带点恶心感觉的语气。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;看到了很奇怪的东西，她会说：“&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;yier~&lt;/span&gt;，酱奇怪...”&lt;br /&gt;看到了青色的巧克力，她会说：“&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;yier~&lt;/span&gt;，很 geli...”&lt;br /&gt;看到了价格超贵的商品，就说：“&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;yier~&lt;/span&gt;，你看有多贵！”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;还算正常吗？再继续...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;看到架上有葡萄柚饮料，就说：“&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;yier~&lt;/span&gt;，这里有卖 grapefruit juice 耶！”&lt;br /&gt;看到了很可爱的糖果，居然说：“&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;yier~&lt;/span&gt;，你看，很可爱叻！”&lt;br /&gt;看到了最爱吃的饼干，也是说：“&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;yier~&lt;/span&gt;，我最喜欢这个饼了！”&lt;br /&gt;看到了想买的东西，也还是说：“&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;yier~&lt;/span&gt;，我想买这个！”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_____-&lt;br /&gt;是不是很奇怪呢？&lt;br /&gt;对于这个奇人，有没有一丁点的好奇呢？:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/SS5TtLhrXwI/AAAAAAAACNM/m8AiMxyZt_A/s1600-h/DSC01402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/SS5TtLhrXwI/AAAAAAAACNM/m8AiMxyZt_A/s400/DSC01402.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273244249350692610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;没错，就是我姐！-____-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3703862659392599714-5388582602586370449?l=audreylimsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/feeds/5388582602586370449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3703862659392599714&amp;postID=5388582602586370449&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/5388582602586370449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/5388582602586370449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/2008/11/wuah-ooo.html' title='Yier~~~'/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12093053798091401178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/S6sJRxt_GLI/AAAAAAAAFZI/a9U-NkZuzTY/S220/DSC_6336_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/SS5TtLhrXwI/AAAAAAAACNM/m8AiMxyZt_A/s72-c/DSC01402.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3703862659392599714.post-1273336765541338396</id><published>2008-11-26T04:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T04:50:17.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>这样的夜</title><content type='html'>喜欢听着风扇转动伴随着的风声睡着...&lt;br /&gt;如果窗外下着绵绵细雨，那就再好不过了；&lt;br /&gt;卷曲在沙发上，披着薄薄的被单，&lt;br /&gt;感受着凉凉却微带潮湿的风...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我期待，这样的夜...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/SSxkepXXZbI/AAAAAAAACNE/2cZfUBncGBs/s1600-h/IMGP5070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/SSxkepXXZbI/AAAAAAAACNE/2cZfUBncGBs/s400/IMGP5070.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272699741406717362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我想是因为少了这些，&lt;br /&gt;所以&lt;br /&gt;我. 又. 失. 眠. 了 ! &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3703862659392599714-1273336765541338396?l=audreylimsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/feeds/1273336765541338396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3703862659392599714&amp;postID=1273336765541338396&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/1273336765541338396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/1273336765541338396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post_26.html' title='这样的夜'/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12093053798091401178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/S6sJRxt_GLI/AAAAAAAAFZI/a9U-NkZuzTY/S220/DSC_6336_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/SSxkepXXZbI/AAAAAAAACNE/2cZfUBncGBs/s72-c/IMGP5070.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3703862659392599714.post-7125472112553654099</id><published>2008-11-20T15:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T16:08:59.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Secured</title><content type='html'>Feel more secured now with the blind and day-curtain :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270641833551183474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 301px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/SSUU0pMhvnI/AAAAAAAACM8/ojzop-TiBBk/s400/IMGP5058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days without curtain were so... unsafe... though i know ppl can hardly see what we're doing in the room, but that's juz a feeling that there're ppl peeking, lolZ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3703862659392599714-7125472112553654099?l=audreylimsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/feeds/7125472112553654099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3703862659392599714&amp;postID=7125472112553654099&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/7125472112553654099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/7125472112553654099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/2008/11/secured.html' title='Secured'/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12093053798091401178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/S6sJRxt_GLI/AAAAAAAAFZI/a9U-NkZuzTY/S220/DSC_6336_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/SSUU0pMhvnI/AAAAAAAACM8/ojzop-TiBBk/s72-c/IMGP5058.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3703862659392599714.post-1803588307363483282</id><published>2008-11-12T18:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T18:53:38.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'>适时</title><content type='html'>昨晚有幸与我的妈妈同榻而眠，得感谢在台湾的爸爸以及迷糊的姐姐，因为姐姐将房门上锁了，顺带把我锁在门外 &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我蹑手蹑脚地爬上床，正准备睡觉的时候，妈妈突然翻过身来，摸了摸我的头，又再翻过身睡觉去。那种触摸，像是对我的安慰，&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;不要想太多，好好睡觉吧！&lt;/span&gt;我笑着闭上了眼睛，眼泪却不小心从眼角滑落了...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那是一夜好眠...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;总觉得，亲人间夹带着一种若有似无的感应。似乎感受到了内心的不快乐，但实际上却什么也不知道。但出于本能的动作，却往往治疗了埋藏住的伤痛。对于亲人来说却是再自然不过了，就只是想这样摸摸我，就是想这样的拥抱，就是想拨个电话问问我周末会不会回家...怎么能如此的适时呢？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;谢谢这些的感应，&lt;br /&gt;谢谢这样的适时，&lt;br /&gt;再一次谢谢我的妈妈，虽然她不知道发生了什么事，还是想说：谢谢你，妈妈！&lt;br /&gt;如果没有了你，或许就真的就没有今天还存在的我了。=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3703862659392599714-1803588307363483282?l=audreylimsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/feeds/1803588307363483282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3703862659392599714&amp;postID=1803588307363483282&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/1803588307363483282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/1803588307363483282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title='适时'/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12093053798091401178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/S6sJRxt_GLI/AAAAAAAAFZI/a9U-NkZuzTY/S220/DSC_6336_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3703862659392599714.post-4739496781998041351</id><published>2008-10-22T01:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T01:23:44.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'>do u know?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/SP4PogsUEeI/AAAAAAAABww/W5uM9_ZRkb4/s1600-h/grey-teddy-bear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/SP4PogsUEeI/AAAAAAAABww/W5uM9_ZRkb4/s400/grey-teddy-bear.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259658603460301282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;do whatever that makes u happy&lt;br /&gt;don't do it for others&lt;br /&gt;i know it's very painful that way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3703862659392599714-4739496781998041351?l=audreylimsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/feeds/4739496781998041351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3703862659392599714&amp;postID=4739496781998041351&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/4739496781998041351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/4739496781998041351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/2008/10/do-u-know.html' title='do u know?'/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12093053798091401178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/S6sJRxt_GLI/AAAAAAAAFZI/a9U-NkZuzTY/S220/DSC_6336_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/SP4PogsUEeI/AAAAAAAABww/W5uM9_ZRkb4/s72-c/grey-teddy-bear.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3703862659392599714.post-5357202956136095707</id><published>2008-10-18T02:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T14:48:32.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When you're down...</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please watch this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d7743477ffd8c865" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=d7743477ffd8c865&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/feeds/5357202956136095707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3703862659392599714&amp;postID=5357202956136095707&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/5357202956136095707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/5357202956136095707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/2008/10/when-youre-down.html' title='When you&apos;re down...'/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12093053798091401178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/S6sJRxt_GLI/AAAAAAAAFZI/a9U-NkZuzTY/S220/DSC_6336_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3703862659392599714.post-8248150395168639672</id><published>2008-10-17T16:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T17:11:42.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Sophia Ang Wui Jiun!</title><content type='html'>Happy birthday my girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sad that i couldn't find any picture of YOU (except those thousand years ago group photos)! And i realized that u actually still owe me the CD which u promised to give me before i leave GE. Well, i left for half month dy, &amp;amp; i think the CD still sleeps in ur drawer at home -____-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss u and the pilot so much, so so much till keep thinking the days we had before......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a happy &amp;amp; memorable day. Will buy u a slice of cake and do the post-celebration. ;)   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/SPhWMpt11NI/AAAAAAAABv4/zca8YxnQgNU/s1600-h/Birthday+Rose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/SPhWMpt11NI/AAAAAAAABv4/zca8YxnQgNU/s400/Birthday+Rose.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258047340311598290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3703862659392599714-8248150395168639672?l=audreylimsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/feeds/8248150395168639672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3703862659392599714&amp;postID=8248150395168639672&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/8248150395168639672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/8248150395168639672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-birthday-sophia-ang-wui-jiun.html' title='Happy Birthday Sophia Ang Wui Jiun!'/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12093053798091401178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/S6sJRxt_GLI/AAAAAAAAFZI/a9U-NkZuzTY/S220/DSC_6336_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/SPhWMpt11NI/AAAAAAAABv4/zca8YxnQgNU/s72-c/Birthday+Rose.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3703862659392599714.post-6955426867061267783</id><published>2008-07-06T12:33:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T13:15:23.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GE Olympic 2008 - Basketball</title><content type='html'>Ta-Daaa~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_q5oN9rN013s/SHBLrUgFzwI/AAAAAAAABvI/vmvHQcOeX1A/s1600-h/Medal.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_q5oN9rN013s/SHBLrUgFzwI/AAAAAAAABvI/vmvHQcOeX1A/s400/Medal.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219755175732170498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;No doubt, his is the medal i got for Basketball Women's Team. Got it with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;guilt&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;We're told that we'll get a medal no matter how, coz there're only 3 teams, &amp;amp; all the 3 teams are from the same division......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; But we still say it out proud&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;(proud with guilt)&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;CORPORATE wins all the medals in the women's category&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lolZ  -.-|||&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did contribute to my team, scored 1 ball out of...20 balls... better than none :P  but at least i still manage to score, almost at the end of the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, had very fun &amp;amp; great time playing with ppl that dunno how to play basketball. U can imagine that girls were shouting &amp;amp; screaming in the BB court coz they dunno wat to do with the ball, simply running here n there throwing the ball all over, hahaaa... I bet the referee never see such a game bfore, such an eye-opening one ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is the photo of GLPs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;(1)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;, of course not all, some didn't turn out. Though all of us are from different division, but relationships between us still not bad. =)  Often hav lunch together, often discuss with the CSR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;(2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; project we're handling, often crapping or chatting while we're stress out on works......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_q5oN9rN013s/SHBPzRsYTeI/AAAAAAAABvQ/m2bosk5Ny-w/s1600-h/GLPs.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_q5oN9rN013s/SHBPzRsYTeI/AAAAAAAABvQ/m2bosk5Ny-w/s400/GLPs.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219759710463872482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And some of the photos taken, i haven got the group photos. Will update if i've got it ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_q5oN9rN013s/SHBSQ1qJjKI/AAAAAAAABvY/MuBe8uLmWbI/s1600-h/Mix.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_q5oN9rN013s/SHBSQ1qJjKI/AAAAAAAABvY/MuBe8uLmWbI/s400/Mix.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219762417357655202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Abbreviation note&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1. GLP: G&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;raduate&lt;/span&gt; L&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;eadership&lt;/span&gt; P&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;rogram&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. CSR: C&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;orporate&lt;/span&gt; S&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;ocial&lt;/span&gt; R&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;esponsibility&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3703862659392599714-6955426867061267783?l=audreylimsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/feeds/6955426867061267783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3703862659392599714&amp;postID=6955426867061267783&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/6955426867061267783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/6955426867061267783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/2008/07/ge-olympic-2008-basketball.html' title='GE Olympic 2008 - Basketball'/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12093053798091401178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/S6sJRxt_GLI/AAAAAAAAFZI/a9U-NkZuzTY/S220/DSC_6336_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_q5oN9rN013s/SHBLrUgFzwI/AAAAAAAABvI/vmvHQcOeX1A/s72-c/Medal.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3703862659392599714.post-368563028049851828</id><published>2008-06-01T06:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T07:21:39.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>夏日之诗</title><content type='html'>起了个大早，大概是 4.30am 吧？&lt;br /&gt;放心啦，不是因为失眠的关系，&lt;br /&gt;是因为昨晚 8pm 不到我就已经倒在床上不省人事了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那么早起来，我也不知道自己要做什么好？&lt;br /&gt;然后我就发现了... 这个 ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_q5oN9rN013s/SEHYnNrn7cI/AAAAAAAABvA/nJkOaXQ-EzA/s1600-h/Poetry+of+Summer.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_q5oN9rN013s/SEHYnNrn7cI/AAAAAAAABvA/nJkOaXQ-EzA/s400/Poetry+of+Summer.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206680812416134594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当下就去泡了一杯咖啡，开了禅音乐，躺在沙发上看书。&lt;br /&gt;当我喝着咖啡，听着禅音乐，再看着我手上的书的时候，&lt;br /&gt;突然发现这三样东西的搭配有些不协调 :P&lt;br /&gt;不过我就这样不搭调地看完了这本书，消磨掉了我一个小时的时间。=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我很喜欢看书。&lt;br /&gt;尤其是小说。&lt;br /&gt;尤其是藤井树的小说。&lt;br /&gt;但看完了这一本小说我就知道，暂时，&lt;br /&gt;藤井树的小说开始少看为妙。&lt;br /&gt;不是因为他的书不好看。&lt;br /&gt;而是因为我很容易沉溺在他的一字一句当中。&lt;br /&gt;每次在看他的小说时，我会不自觉地笑出声来；&lt;br /&gt;却不知道为什么，&lt;br /&gt;在笑声背后也不自觉地引发了心里一阵一阵的寂寞与哀伤。&lt;br /&gt;这种不自觉，其实是很危险的。&lt;br /&gt;我想，这是文字的魅力与蛊惑。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;而这样，对于调适心情上，&lt;br /&gt;又多了一份的难度。&lt;br /&gt;可是啊，&lt;br /&gt;我还是蛮喜欢快乐中带有淡淡哀愁的感觉。&lt;br /&gt;所以朋友常常拿我没办法。 :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;为了搬家而累了好几天，终于搬完了！&lt;br /&gt;今天该好好休息，明天准备开工咯！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3703862659392599714-368563028049851828?l=audreylimsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is why&lt;br /&gt;i need to go home&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3703862659392599714-76143321372199809?l=audreylimsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/feeds/76143321372199809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3703862659392599714&amp;postID=76143321372199809&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/76143321372199809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/76143321372199809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-wanna-go-home.html' title='I wanna go home'/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12093053798091401178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/S6sJRxt_GLI/AAAAAAAAFZI/a9U-NkZuzTY/S220/DSC_6336_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_q5oN9rN013s/SDUSF9rn7ZI/AAAAAAAABuo/HKWp0hBiaIo/s72-c/family.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3703862659392599714.post-7240952726033526537</id><published>2008-05-04T00:38:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T01:32:07.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>紫色的一天</title><content type='html'>今早出发去马六甲，跟姐妹院校 (MMU Malacca) 有两场友谊赛。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;睡眠不足加上近来的郁卒，让我突然间厌倦了这份热忱...&lt;br /&gt;厌倦永远没有时间观念的人...&lt;br /&gt;厌倦永远没有打理自己的人...&lt;br /&gt;厌倦永远没有轻重之分的人...&lt;br /&gt;厌倦永远做事杂乱无章的人...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他说：“毕业以后至少还要看住两年，不然就只能是前功尽弃。”&lt;br /&gt;他说：“在与你们，根据他们本身的潜在能力，带领他们到达你们设下的目标。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;至少两年吗？目标吗？&lt;br /&gt;坐在车前座的我，嘴角往上扬了一下，苦笑。&lt;br /&gt;我想，一路以来都是我们一头热地自以为是，是吧？&lt;br /&gt;没有去仔细剖析你们意愿的程度，为难了你们，却也难为了我们。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;头晕晕的，搞得我吃不下午餐，又闹胃疼了。&lt;br /&gt;比赛结束后，我们就驱车前往万里香的 satay celup，&lt;br /&gt;然后再到 jonker street 走走，顺道吃了著名的 durian cendol 及 nyonya laksa。&lt;br /&gt;存心伤胃的 :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_q5oN9rN013s/SByeiJesfYI/AAAAAAAABuY/X71S1LYQaMs/s1600-h/Food.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_q5oN9rN013s/SByeiJesfYI/AAAAAAAABuY/X71S1LYQaMs/s400/Food.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196202379576114562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;败家女又附身了！哈哈~！&lt;br /&gt;好啦，也没有买很多，毕竟时间有限 =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_q5oN9rN013s/SByf_5esfZI/AAAAAAAABug/PCj-u8uOVYM/s1600-h/Shop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_q5oN9rN013s/SByf_5esfZI/AAAAAAAABug/PCj-u8uOVYM/s400/Shop.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196203990188850578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就此为马六甲一日游划下句点。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3703862659392599714-7240952726033526537?l=audreylimsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/feeds/7240952726033526537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3703862659392599714&amp;postID=7240952726033526537&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/7240952726033526537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/7240952726033526537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post.html' title='紫色的一天'/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12093053798091401178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/S6sJRxt_GLI/AAAAAAAAFZI/a9U-NkZuzTY/S220/DSC_6336_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q5oN9rN013s/SByeiJesfYI/AAAAAAAABuY/X71S1LYQaMs/s72-c/Food.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3703862659392599714.post-5064267453236016652</id><published>2008-04-21T19:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T19:09:48.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Quizzes...</title><content type='html'>Saw this in &lt;a href="http://sylavender.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-artist.html"&gt;Samn&lt;/a&gt;'s blog, &amp;amp; Samn saw this in other ppl's blog =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried many quizzes which test on my star sign...Well, each n every of them showed the same result and i always feel that they're so accurate!!! *Haha*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess i'm juz a very typical Aquarius (&amp;amp; proud to be) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lets101.com/blog/quizzes/stars_say" style="border:0px solid blue; "&gt; &lt;img border="0" alt="fun quiz for myspace profile and blog" src="http://www.lets101.com/images/quiz/zodiac_aquarius_txt.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lets101 Quizzes - &lt;a href="http://www.lets101.com/blog/quizzes"&gt;Quizzes For Fun&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3703862659392599714-5064267453236016652?l=audreylimsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/feeds/5064267453236016652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3703862659392599714&amp;postID=5064267453236016652&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/5064267453236016652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/5064267453236016652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-quizzes.html' title='Blog Quizzes...'/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12093053798091401178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/S6sJRxt_GLI/AAAAAAAAFZI/a9U-NkZuzTY/S220/DSC_6336_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3703862659392599714.post-1312875175184329252</id><published>2008-04-05T12:14:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T14:06:14.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>错误的用心？</title><content type='html'>妈妈小时候的生活很贫苦，陪伴着她长大的是亲戚朋友的冷嘲热讽和众人的瞧不起。倔强与不服输的个性，让她在受尽了委屈后，暗暗起誓以后一定要改善家人的生活。因此在对于孩子们，她总是尽力将最好的给予我们，不希望我们经历她曾经有过的待遇。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爸爸小时候很喜欢念书，但是因为家庭状况的不许可，他中六就辍学，放弃了上大学的机会。虽然凭着自己的努力，创出了自己的天地；但是却一直带着没有办法完成的遗憾。因此在对于我们三兄妹，他总是支持我们的任何决定，不希望我们像他一样带着遗憾。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这样的环境纵然是令人羡慕的。&lt;br /&gt;我快乐且不受任何的物质上的不足所困扰，不知人间疾苦是什么。&lt;br /&gt;我不曾受过别人的歧视，不曾有任何被限制的遗憾；&lt;br /&gt;甚至有着太多选择的困惑，太多机会被挥霍。&lt;br /&gt;我当然能够百分白了解父母的苦心，小心翼翼地减少外来对于我们的伤害；&lt;br /&gt;但总在检视自己的时候，想着这一些充裕是不是让我比别人多了一份娇纵？&lt;br /&gt;如果我所在的环境再差一些些，或许我的经历能够更丰富我的人生。&lt;br /&gt;长期呆在太舒适的环境里头，其抵御的能力必然如薄纸般一触即溃。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;虽然我没什么吃过苦，但是我也有面对很艰辛的时候。&lt;br /&gt;在经历过当时的无力及无助，虽然已经过去了，&lt;br /&gt;但是我不再希望有人继续步我后尘。&lt;br /&gt;因此在我能力范围以内，我总是尽力地帮助，到了家人也不甚谅解的地步，&lt;br /&gt;因为他们认为我该有更多自己与陪伴家人的时间。&lt;br /&gt;对于我来说，纵使我知道这些只是暂时性的，&lt;br /&gt;但我希望他们不会觉得很孤立无助。&lt;br /&gt;我想，对于我们在乎的人，&lt;br /&gt;我们总是希望他们能够在更好的环境里得到发展。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但是最近，失望与痛心的缓慢卷袭，让我又开始省思。&lt;br /&gt;我知道我们给的或许不能称得上充裕，&lt;br /&gt;但是我与你们的并肩同行带来的是不是你们认为理所当然的索取？&lt;br /&gt;你们还需要多久的时间呢？&lt;br /&gt;你们即将失去可以依赖的理由了，&lt;br /&gt;你们有试着看看未来的你们将立于何方吗？&lt;br /&gt;我想是没有。&lt;br /&gt;所以你们仍然恣意。&lt;br /&gt;所以我们越来越失望。&lt;br /&gt;所以我突然明了转身的理由。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果所有的关注只会让人沉溺，&lt;br /&gt;那再多用心的灌溉只能是徒然。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3703862659392599714-1312875175184329252?l=audreylimsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/feeds/1312875175184329252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3703862659392599714&amp;postID=1312875175184329252&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/1312875175184329252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/1312875175184329252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post.html' title='错误的用心？'/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12093053798091401178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/S6sJRxt_GLI/AAAAAAAAFZI/a9U-NkZuzTY/S220/DSC_6336_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3703862659392599714.post-7267944065026769486</id><published>2008-03-18T23:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T00:16:29.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i feel sick</title><content type='html'>i think i'm sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u know, i felt extremely uncomfortable for the whole afternoon. i felt so tired &amp;amp; so dizzy until i cant even read a word of the journals that i've found. i dun feel better even i ate my favorite chocolate. until late evening, something crossed my mind ----- i had flu medicine after lunch, plus it has superb drowsy effect! H-A-H-A... -.-||| so that explained all the half-dying symptoms that i experienced, lolZ. told u, i think i'm sick. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there're too many things running on my mind nowadays, which make me cant concentrate in sleeping &amp;amp; resting. that's really bad -- no matter how much of ice-cream &amp;amp; chocos &amp;amp; tit-bits also couldn't help. i'm not really sure wat is bothering me now. too stressful mayb? nah, juz convinced me that i'm under pressure, ok? i seriously need a reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel sick, wholeheartedly sick. i need hugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_q5oN9rN013s/R9_qLI66EUI/AAAAAAAABt0/7CCoGeWUS34/s1600-h/hug.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_q5oN9rN013s/R9_qLI66EUI/AAAAAAAABt0/7CCoGeWUS34/s320/hug.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179115573593379138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ti amo te quiero -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3703862659392599714-7267944065026769486?l=audreylimsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/feeds/7267944065026769486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3703862659392599714&amp;postID=7267944065026769486&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/7267944065026769486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/7267944065026769486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-feel-sick.html' title='i feel sick'/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12093053798091401178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/S6sJRxt_GLI/AAAAAAAAFZI/a9U-NkZuzTY/S220/DSC_6336_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_q5oN9rN013s/R9_qLI66EUI/AAAAAAAABt0/7CCoGeWUS34/s72-c/hug.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3703862659392599714.post-7902034363271827519</id><published>2008-03-16T14:14:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T15:51:38.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我的名字</title><content type='html'>那天无意中看到了一套偶像剧的花絮，旁白如下：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# 她很平凡。&lt;br /&gt;长相平凡，个性平凡，就连名字都很平凡。&lt;br /&gt;她就是 --〉便利贴女孩陈&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;欣怡&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;。#&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... 听到后有闷了一下 &gt;.&lt;  好啦，我知道我的名字超平凡的。在街上喊一声“欣怡”，少说有十多个人回过头来看你。一般在自我介绍后，我最常听到的一句话是：“你也叫欣怡哦？我的朋友也是耶，跟你的写法还一模一样呢！” 然后我就会回答：“是咯，这样你就比较容易记得我的名字了，是不是很好叻？”典型的自娱娱人 -.-|||   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不明白什么是便利贴女孩？便利贴就是我们所谓的 stick-on notes。&lt;br /&gt;为什么要说她自己是便利贴女孩呢？ 因为 所谓便利贴就是： &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你需要的时候就随便可以拿到；&lt;br /&gt;不需要的时候，撕下来就可以丢掉。 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;好撕不粘手；不留痕迹容易忘记。 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;（这是形容偶像剧的女主角，不是我，ok? :P）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;回到我名字的问题。有些人，尤其是女孩子对于撞衫超级无敌无比介意。只要看见有人跟自己的衣服是同款同色时，就算是新衣也宁愿不穿，挂在橱里让衣服由新变旧。那...如果撞的是名字呢？总不能把自己名字收起来吧？在我们有耳听不懂；有口不会说；有手不会写；123abc爸爸妈妈还搞不清楚的时候，名字就被定下来了。俗也好，平凡也罢，那个名字就是你的代表。不然，该叫你什么啊？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;其实以前我对自己的名字没有什么感觉，就觉得我的名字是与生俱来的。开始喜欢上自己的名字是因为在小学六年级的时候，级任老师问我们知不知道我们的名字有什么意义？为什么父母会帮我们取这样的名字？回家后我就翻了字典查一查我的名字的意思 -- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;欣&lt;/span&gt;：&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;快乐、喜欢&lt;/span&gt;；&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;怡&lt;/span&gt;：&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;和悦、愉快&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;。然后我就很兴致勃勃地问我爸爸，为什么帮我取一个这样的名字？他想了想说：“欣”和 “怡” 都有着快乐高兴的意思，当然就是希望你会是一个很快乐的孩子，不会被烦恼缠绕咯！从此之后，我就喜欢上自己的名字，更爱上它赋予我的意义，就算它是多么平凡的名字，我还是很喜欢。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我想，父母亲为自己的孩子取的每一个名字都是带着期盼的。能够去了解背后的这一份爱，才是我们要有名字的最高寓意。我知道现在的小孩名字都是算命佬算好笔划后再配合八字与五行属性取的，名字全都是40多划以上才有大富大贵的命，搞到现在小孩的名字都超难写！当然他们的名字也是有其意义的，就是父母对于孩子“望子成龙，望女成凤”的期待。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但是对于我来说，我比较珍惜父母亲对于我最朴实的期盼。所以，就算我没有大富大贵的命，能 够是一个懂得快乐的人，不见得不能是最简单的幸福。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;因为是欣怡，所以只有你可以真正快乐才是实现了父母对于你最大的爱。=）&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3703862659392599714-7902034363271827519?l=audreylimsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/feeds/7902034363271827519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3703862659392599714&amp;postID=7902034363271827519&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/7902034363271827519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/7902034363271827519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post.html' title='我的名字'/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12093053798091401178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/S6sJRxt_GLI/AAAAAAAAFZI/a9U-NkZuzTY/S220/DSC_6336_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3703862659392599714.post-6084631048811669681</id><published>2008-03-11T00:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T01:54:27.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I got stuck!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My original plan&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Fri (7/3):        Back to Kuantan with hometown friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Sat (8/3):      Vote for Malaysia                                     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Sun (9/3):    Back to Cyber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i knew that Sotong also will be back for voting, so i thought that we can meet up whenever both of us are free. PERFECT~! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 2 calls &amp;amp; a MSN chatting with my lovely dad, he said that he will come to KL to meet his fren on Fri, so he can fetch me back; &amp;amp; after that he will attend a meeting on Mon morning in KL, so he can fetch me to KL on Sun. So...i rejected my fren's offer &amp;amp; follow my dad. Well, it's just another alternative, my plan still works =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT but but but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things juz dun work in the way i planned. Eventually, my plan worked out like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Fri (7/3):     Go to Shah Alam &amp;amp; wait for my dad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;While waiting for him, i took my car to service centre &amp;amp; did a hair treatment.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Sat (8/3):    Back to Ktn &amp;amp; still vote for M'sia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The truth is, we started journey late in the morning, jammed for an hour to the Genting Exit, reached Ktn at 3pm &amp;amp; rushed to the voting centre. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;phew...&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Sun (9/3):    Unknown... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;My dad told me he might not go to KL on Sun, as he's waiting for the results, &amp;amp; wanted to observe how M'sia is going on, &amp;amp; wanted to be an analyzer to analyze the election. I missed the chance to go back to Cyber with my fren &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;*sigh*&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;For the rest of the day i kept asking my dad again when is he going to KL --&gt; NO ANSWER&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;At night i forced him to give me an exact answer, or else i can follow my sis's BF back to KL. After showing him the fierce face, he finally said he'll re-arrange his appointment on Mon, then go to KL in the morning of Tue. For then, i missed my 2nd chance back to back to KL. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;*dish* myself&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Mon (10/3):   Mists... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;To re-confirm the itinerary that my dad told me the yday night, i asked him again in the afternoon. This time, he told me my bro is gonna fetch me to KL. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;huh???&gt;&lt;/huh???&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Then i turned to ask my bro what time he's going to KL, &amp;amp; he said......"I'm not sure whether i'm going to KL anot wor..." &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;*fainted*&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;After i recovered from unconscious-ness (coz i fainted juz now), i called to MAS hotline &amp;amp; booked a ticket for myself on Tue morning.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;After i back home from movie with my siblings, my dad asked me about my plan. YES, u're right!!! He ASKED me about MY PLAN &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;*rolling my eyes*&gt;&lt;/span&gt; My plan was like the movie i watched, dumped in the 10,000 BC bcoz of my lovely dad, &amp;amp; he's asking bout it &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;*vomit &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;blood&lt;/span&gt;*&gt;&lt;/span&gt; So i told him my LAST alternative is taking flight back to KL, take Limousine to Shah Alam, &amp;amp; drive back to Cyberjaya. Then, he told my bro to fetch me back, LOL~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;The latest news will be --&gt; my bro fetching me back to KL while my mum following him for FUN on Tue noon &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;*vomit &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;a lot of blood&lt;/span&gt; + pengsan*&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As u all see, i juz got stuck in Kuantan for NO reason, wat da... Okay, if there is any reason, also is b'coz of my dad. Hopefully i'll be back in Cyberjaya tmrw...&gt;.&lt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy, although u've made my days up side down,  i still love you, ok? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Muaks...&lt;/span&gt; (But next time i think i wont follow u dy, :P)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3703862659392599714-6084631048811669681?l=audreylimsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/feeds/6084631048811669681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3703862659392599714&amp;postID=6084631048811669681&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/6084631048811669681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/6084631048811669681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-got-stuck.html' title='I got stuck!'/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12093053798091401178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/S6sJRxt_GLI/AAAAAAAAFZI/a9U-NkZuzTY/S220/DSC_6336_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3703862659392599714.post-4415831139261099794</id><published>2008-03-07T21:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T22:22:29.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Voting</title><content type='html'>我不喜欢谈政治。&lt;br /&gt;因为我不喜欢无能为力的感觉。&lt;br /&gt;但是，不喜欢不代表不关心；&lt;br /&gt;只是开始恐惧，因为知道了太多真相背后的黑暗，&lt;br /&gt;让我更加不相信光明的方向。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;趁着大选热潮，&lt;br /&gt;辩论班几乎全体总动员出席了在隆雪华堂举办的讲座，&lt;br /&gt;当作我们的户外集训。&lt;br /&gt;讲座题目为：&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;国家兴衰，华社有责&lt;br /&gt;                  ——回应隆雪华堂对第12届大选的建言与展望&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我不知道大家怀着什么样的心情来出席聆听这个讲座？&lt;br /&gt;但我却是带着期待而去的，毕竟是我的第一次。&lt;br /&gt;结果......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;好失望&lt;/span&gt;噢~~~ &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;因为  -- 方向完全偏差！&lt;br /&gt;姑且不论他们的语言标准及流畅度、个人魅力与风采、&lt;br /&gt;专业程度、还有其诚意；&lt;br /&gt;对我来说整个讲座比较像申诉大会，激励喊话，&lt;br /&gt;但却不振奋人心（至少没有振奋到我 -.-|||）&lt;br /&gt;幸好还有最后一位稍微力挽狂澜一下 （拍手鼓励鼓励！）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;或者我这么说，&lt;br /&gt;与其一直没完没了地纠缠着过去的悲剧，&lt;br /&gt;不如让我知道，&lt;br /&gt;到底你能够怎样给我一个更好的未来。&lt;br /&gt;这样不是更具有说服力吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;对于我来说，&lt;br /&gt;现在已经不是攸关华社、马社、土社还是印社的时候了；&lt;br /&gt;而是攸关整个马来西亚,&lt;br /&gt;因为，我们都是一体的 =）&lt;br /&gt;所以，&lt;br /&gt;VOTE FOR MALAYSIA...&lt;br /&gt;（P/S: 我确定没有下一句了 :p)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3703862659392599714-4415831139261099794?l=audreylimsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/feeds/4415831139261099794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3703862659392599714&amp;postID=4415831139261099794&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/4415831139261099794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/4415831139261099794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/2008/03/voting.html' title='Voting'/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12093053798091401178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/S6sJRxt_GLI/AAAAAAAAFZI/a9U-NkZuzTY/S220/DSC_6336_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3703862659392599714.post-4408541146964009930</id><published>2008-03-01T00:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T02:12:59.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>拜天公</title><content type='html'>拜天公是福建人的大日子，迎接这一天的仪式比除夕、大年初一、接财神等等还要更隆重，算是福建人真正的过年吧！我从小就在这种传统习俗的耳濡目染下，对于拜天公的重视自是不在话下。认识我的朋友都知道，每年的这一天，我总是风雨无阻地在关丹过。如果真的少过了这一天，我会觉得我的农历新年是不完整的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;而今年，我更是名正言顺地翘课来过这么具有意义的一天，哈哈！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_q5oN9rN013s/R8g3h_viQSI/AAAAAAAAAaI/f15GtS0MqIQ/s1600-h/DSC00210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_q5oN9rN013s/R8g3h_viQSI/AAAAAAAAAaI/f15GtS0MqIQ/s320/DSC00210.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172445229221036322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;供桌上摆着的有三茶五酒、五牲五果六斋、红龟馃、面线、红鸡蛋...等等，还有在供桌前绑两根甘蔗。每次供桌上摆成这样我就会感觉到很开心，有着浓浓的“大日子”的气氛，人也不自觉地被感染了起来。 =）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;除了这些供品，还要准备的就是金纸咯~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_q5oN9rN013s/R8g-nvviReI/AAAAAAAAAjw/vrygWFTaeEI/s1600-h/DSC00212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_q5oN9rN013s/R8g-nvviReI/AAAAAAAAAjw/vrygWFTaeEI/s320/DSC00212.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172453024586679778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;已经有N人告诉我，我家是促使空气污染恶化的头号杀手！（-.-|||）我只能说，请尊重我们华人一直流传的这些文化。很多时候人们总是嫌弃自己所拥有的，随波逐流的摒弃了最珍贵的事物却犹不自知地沾沾自喜。没有本身特有的文化色彩，才是可悲的吧...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;因为不允许放鞭炮，所以我们自备了叔叔从&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;美国&lt;/span&gt;带回来的喷射式彩带当作代替。但是......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_q5oN9rN013s/R8hFUPviTXI/AAAAAAAAAzU/49zRMgl1bvc/s1600-h/P2151393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_q5oN9rN013s/R8hFUPviTXI/AAAAAAAAAzU/49zRMgl1bvc/s320/P2151393.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172460386160627058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;看到我哥哥这张“gok si”（广东拼音，就是憋粪的意思）的脸，就知道彩带纷飞的美丽景象是遥遥无期了... T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;而我却还不死心地作尝试。请看以下的 video ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-8e661aaba7b75d29" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8e661aaba7b75d29%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330236707%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D177DCEFB78025065B750410F808D61C111F32F7.514BDF03E2DC4ABAF33BE20A468CE0B889C75F81%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8e661aaba7b75d29%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Do74N4Qw7ITMy8s1JU9IvVqtne5I&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8e661aaba7b75d29%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330236707%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D177DCEFB78025065B750410F808D61C111F32F7.514BDF03E2DC4ABAF33BE20A468CE0B889C75F81%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8e661aaba7b75d29%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Do74N4Qw7ITMy8s1JU9IvVqtne5I&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;到最后，我们把所有彩带罐的封口撕破，自己用力地挥动直到彩带“喷射”出来，制造了一堆垃圾才甘愿。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所以，the morale of the story: 外国的月亮&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;不一定&lt;/span&gt;是比较圆的（尤其是&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;美国&lt;/span&gt;）。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;而在所有的仪式过后，我们都要意思意思吃一些供品，就此保平安。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;然后，就长大一岁了... 要乖噢... =）&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3703862659392599714-4408541146964009930?l=audreylimsy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=8e661aaba7b75d29&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/feeds/4408541146964009930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3703862659392599714&amp;postID=4408541146964009930&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/4408541146964009930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3703862659392599714/posts/default/4408541146964009930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://audreylimsy.blogspot.com/2008/02/blog-post.html' title='拜天公'/><author><name>audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12093053798091401178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q5oN9rN013s/S6sJRxt_GLI/AAAAAAAAFZI/a9U-NkZuzTY/S220/DSC_6336_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_q5oN9rN013s/R8g3h_viQSI/AAAAAAAAAaI/f15GtS0MqIQ/s72-c/DSC00210.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
