tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44776475683504970312012-02-16T15:28:08.722+08:00每走一步, 都会留下一个脚印...Angela Meihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01639096205286606690noreply@blogger.comBlogger203125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4477647568350497031.post-85601509723881424022012-01-30T01:11:00.000+08:002012-01-30T01:11:09.497+08:002012-01-30T01:11:09.497+08:00<span style="font-size: x-small;">明天要开工了 &gt;.&lt;&nbsp; 可是还不能入睡</span><br /> <span style="font-size: x-small;">无意间发现了让我停不了阅读的部落格 从她写的文字中 我 领悟了些些的道理</span><br /> <br /> <span style="font-size: x-small;">我开始 想要回自己 那个开心的自己</span><br /> <span style="font-size: x-small;">我曾经 为了你 改变了原来的我</span><br /> <span style="font-size: x-small;">衣着上 兴趣上 </span><br /> <span style="font-size: x-small;">一个不常看戏的我 变得常常留意戏院的放映时间</span><br /> <span style="font-size: x-small;">我改变自己 为的 是能和你有共同的话题</span><br /> <span style="font-size: x-small;">不过 我发现 在你面前 我把自己看得太低 低得忘了自己是谁</span><br /> <span style="font-size: x-small;">常常会害怕 那停顿 怕我们之间的谈话 有那逗号的存在</span><br /> <span style="font-size: x-small;">每次的在一起 都是你说得比较多 </span><br /> <span style="font-size: x-small;">我喜欢 静静地听着你说 你身边发生的事情 你的所有所有</span><br /> <br /> <span style="font-size: x-small;">我曾经 很傻的以为 你只有对我 才是那样</span><br /> <span style="font-size: x-small;">我渐渐的发现 你爱说话 无论对谁 都一样</span><br /> <span style="font-size: x-small;">那天 再度以为 我们 又回到从前了 从前那种甜甜的 暖暖的感觉</span><br /> <span style="font-size: x-small;">可是 我 又错了 </span><br /> <span style="font-size: x-small;">虽然这次没有跌的有多痛 可能因为我还没爬得很高吧</span><br /> <br /> <span style="font-size: x-small;">刚刚 看到了一句很有意思的话</span><br /> <span style="font-size: x-small;">“当习惯变成理所当然 失去时的感觉会很糟糕”</span><br /> <span style="font-size: x-small;">我习惯 有你的陪伴 有你的关心 虽然我明白 那只是借来的</span><br /> <span style="font-size: x-small;">这所有所有的习惯 在我失去的那时 足以彻彻底底的摧毁我 </span><br /> <span style="font-size: x-small;">不过 我深信 我会怀念的 那些美好的回忆</span><br /> <br /> <span style="font-size: x-small;">我已不管 你对我到底是否存有感情 </span><br /> <span style="font-size: x-small;">能确定的只有 你不会离开她不是吗 至少你现在就没打算这样做</span><br /> <span style="font-size: x-small;">虽然很想很想 和你 建立我们的回忆 更多更多的回忆 </span><br /> <span style="font-size: x-small;">不会有机会了 不会了</span><br /> <br /> <span style="font-size: x-small;">一切 都回到了 原点</span><br /> <span style="font-size: x-small;">那个 我们还没相识的点上 </span><br /> <span style="font-size: x-small;">你是你 我是我 永远平行的两个人 不会有交叉点</span><br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <div style="text-align: right;"> <br /></div> <div style="text-align: right;"> <span style="font-size: x-small;">与你相识的</span></div> <div style="text-align: right;"> <span style="font-size: x-small;">七个月又十四天里</span></div> <div style="text-align: right;"> <span style="font-size: x-small;">感谢 </span><span style="font-size: x-small;">你给过</span><span style="font-size: x-small;">我的 记忆</span></div> <br /> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4477647568350497031-8560150972388142402?l=laymei.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/RHSXTE0uqt93ijFQlv4qgrmMWSY/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/RHSXTE0uqt93ijFQlv4qgrmMWSY/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/RHSXTE0uqt93ijFQlv4qgrmMWSY/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/RHSXTE0uqt93ijFQlv4qgrmMWSY/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/My_everythings/~4/9wiaFZjlb3E" height="1" width="1"/>Angela Meihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01639096205286606690noreply@blogger.com0http://laymei.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-post_30.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4477647568350497031.post-61119942866276089782012-01-27T00:18:00.000+08:002012-01-30T01:12:08.447+08:002012-01-30T01:12:08.447+08:00<span style="font-size: x-small;">夜深了。还是不想睡。</span><br /> <span style="font-size: x-small;">在新年期间 我尽量控制自己的情绪。一度让我以为，自己不会再为他哭了</span><br /> <span style="font-size: x-small;">我错了。一个简单的信息 足以摧毁我的伪装</span><br /> <span style="font-size: x-small;">不停地在重播同一首歌曲 希望的只有 从中得到一些些的安慰</span><br /> <span style="font-size: x-small;">得到的 只有停止不了的眼泪</span><br /> <span style="font-size: x-small;"><br /></span><br /> <span style="font-size: x-small;">明知道 坚持下去 结果仍会一样</span><br /> <span style="font-size: x-small;">从来都轻易放弃的我 这次 却怎么放也放不了</span><br /> <span style="font-size: x-small;">明知道 你的身边 已有了一个她</span><br /> <span style="font-size: x-small;">我却 愿意做她的后备 </span><br /> <span style="font-size: x-small;">只期望 你会看我一眼</span><br /> <span style="font-size: x-small;">只求 在你心里 留有一点点 我的位置</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4477647568350497031-6111994286627608978?l=laymei.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/KUZCmjQbJOxiKIc5qMvhIA96sD0/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/KUZCmjQbJOxiKIc5qMvhIA96sD0/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/KUZCmjQbJOxiKIc5qMvhIA96sD0/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/KUZCmjQbJOxiKIc5qMvhIA96sD0/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/My_everythings/~4/59lYQJOw6wI" height="1" width="1"/>Angela Meihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01639096205286606690noreply@blogger.com0http://laymei.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-post.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4477647568350497031.post-20291329862728585652012-01-26T23:58:00.001+08:002012-01-27T00:02:26.660+08:002012-01-27T00:02:26.660+08:00I dont remember since when.. I forget how to write my happy memory at here.. Maybe I dont have any fun or happy things to update anymore =( ever since I lost you.. <br /> I used to put my face smile.. When in front of people.. <br /> I hope to get your attention.. So, I tried hard.. <br /> <br /> I promise I'd try my best to get up &amp; recover.. Its always easy to promise people.. The hardest thing is to hold on it.. <br /> I would easily fall again if you give your hand to me.. <br /> <br /> My tears drop in the night.. <br /> Because I know.. In your heart, there's no place for me :'( <br /> <br /> I miss you.............<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4477647568350497031-2029132986272858565?l=laymei.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/kJtCTSMgeUxU_Bzze4UXbxTdR28/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/kJtCTSMgeUxU_Bzze4UXbxTdR28/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/kJtCTSMgeUxU_Bzze4UXbxTdR28/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/kJtCTSMgeUxU_Bzze4UXbxTdR28/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/My_everythings/~4/zHfKDZgzA3E" height="1" width="1"/>Angela Meihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01639096205286606690noreply@blogger.com1http://laymei.blogspot.com/2012/01/youre-my-everything-i-really-love-you.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4477647568350497031.post-27332390027314600642012-01-14T02:54:00.001+08:002012-01-27T00:00:28.814+08:002012-01-27T00:00:28.814+08:00I lose.. I couldnt stand it anymore.. I just couldnt pretend anymore.. Its okay if you just take me as friend.. Its okay for all those things.. But please.... Please dont do this to me... Please.. I beg you.. All i want is to back the way it was before :'(<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4477647568350497031-2733239002731460064?l=laymei.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/7GsITioGZ5oWrEfphfDXQg0ZLUo/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/7GsITioGZ5oWrEfphfDXQg0ZLUo/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/7GsITioGZ5oWrEfphfDXQg0ZLUo/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/7GsITioGZ5oWrEfphfDXQg0ZLUo/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/My_everythings/~4/tf0exvu_B5g" height="1" width="1"/>Angela Meihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01639096205286606690noreply@blogger.com0http://laymei.blogspot.com/2012/01/come-back.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4477647568350497031.post-7680157703312935392012-01-08T11:13:00.001+08:002012-01-27T00:00:18.829+08:002012-01-27T00:00:18.829+08:00You&nbsp;tell me Im the person you care.. Im significant to you.. I confused.. Im the person you care &amp; significant&nbsp;as a friend.. You never know 'friend' is not the relation i want with you.. Or you do but you pretending you dont..<br /> <br /> You always make me feel so warm with all your words.. I guess thats the reason i fall deeply.. I think you always thought that is a way to treat your friend.. But now i tell you, you cross the line.. I guess thats what you always do.. Especially with your bunch of female friends.. Its too much.. Too much until i cant resist.. I use up all my energy to pull myself up.. to push you away.. But i fail.. and theres nothing left in the end except tears.. &amp; the broken friendship.. <br /> <br /> I know you never intend to hurt anyone around you.. But you&nbsp;dont know.. You hurt people in your way.. In a way that you think you're kind enough to them..<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4477647568350497031-768015770331293539?l=laymei.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Pu-qPERiuaY1IVj0pNRNYu1Z_q4/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Pu-qPERiuaY1IVj0pNRNYu1Z_q4/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Pu-qPERiuaY1IVj0pNRNYu1Z_q4/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Pu-qPERiuaY1IVj0pNRNYu1Z_q4/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/My_everythings/~4/96nmID4BoYg" height="1" width="1"/>Angela Meihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01639096205286606690noreply@blogger.com2http://laymei.blogspot.com/2012/01/whatever-you-think-it-is.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4477647568350497031.post-2681676676706917772011-12-27T21:18:00.002+08:002012-01-08T11:14:09.159+08:002012-01-08T11:14:09.159+08:00<span style="font-size: x-small;">第一次.少了他.却过得充实.</span><br /> <span style="font-size: x-small;">可能是因为多了工作.抑或是我.真真正正的下定决心了</span><br /> <span style="font-size: x-small;">免不了.对他的担心.你到底还好吗 =(</span><br /> <br /> <span style="font-size: x-small;">今天听朋友说.不明白为何有些人.可以每看一部戏都流泪</span><br /> <span style="font-size: x-small;">并不是他们感性. 也不是爱哭. </span><br /> <span style="font-size: x-small;">只是. 只是. 他们曾有过的经历. 让他们哭了</span><br /> <span style="font-size: x-small;">因为. 就算是看着幸福的画面. 我还是. 我还是会.留下了眼泪</span><br /> <br /> <span style="font-size: x-small;">那天. 哭的凄惨</span><br /> <span style="font-size: x-small;">第二天的早上. 眼睛肿的厉害</span><br /> <span style="font-size: x-small;">你的关心. 不足以温暖我的心</span><br /> <span style="font-size: x-small;">你的来电. 不足以安慰我的忧虑</span><br /> <span style="font-size: x-small;">你就像局外人似的. 说着无关紧要的事情</span><br /> <br /> <span style="font-size: x-small;">可. 我总是拿你没办法. </span><br /> <span style="font-size: x-small;">我对你. 毫无抵抗力........</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4477647568350497031-268167667670691777?l=laymei.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/SdbS2CWJA_u1HodUWx91AJIy8MQ/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/SdbS2CWJA_u1HodUWx91AJIy8MQ/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/SdbS2CWJA_u1HodUWx91AJIy8MQ/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/SdbS2CWJA_u1HodUWx91AJIy8MQ/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/My_everythings/~4/8A4QRrz2haI" height="1" width="1"/>Angela Meihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01639096205286606690noreply@blogger.com0http://laymei.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4477647568350497031.post-78252183378748475772011-12-13T22:01:00.000+08:002012-01-08T11:14:27.251+08:002012-01-08T11:14:27.251+08:00<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody> <tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X00icTo_5ko/TudcgHV9EUI/AAAAAAAABvY/QKAokg0qMMk/s1600/375320_307869825905043_210424388982921_1145352_434940846_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="213" oda="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X00icTo_5ko/TudcgHV9EUI/AAAAAAAABvY/QKAokg0qMMk/s320/375320_307869825905043_210424388982921_1145352_434940846_n.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr> <tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"></td></tr> </tbody></table> <div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"> <br /> <br /> <br /> friend tell me. listen to the songs. thousand and thousand time. </div> tears drop. maybe i just should have hate you. but. I hate myself . i couldnt do it. i couldnt put myself to hate you. <br /> i said, leaving. is the only way. you said no. its how i control myself. ya. im loosing control. since i know you. <br /> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4477647568350497031-7825218337874847577?l=laymei.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/5sLtZbDKchT0PY_LQ2aXaKFKuyg/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/5sLtZbDKchT0PY_LQ2aXaKFKuyg/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/5sLtZbDKchT0PY_LQ2aXaKFKuyg/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/5sLtZbDKchT0PY_LQ2aXaKFKuyg/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/My_everythings/~4/RSwtE7beYWQ" height="1" width="1"/>Angela Meihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01639096205286606690noreply@blogger.com0http://laymei.blogspot.com/2011/12/this-is-how-it-taste.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4477647568350497031.post-15445430491509177112011-11-06T14:12:00.002+08:002012-01-08T11:14:50.947+08:002012-01-08T11:14:50.947+08:00<span style="font-size: x-small;">终于，决定把自己的感受写出来</span><br /> <span style="font-size: x-small;">我就快窒息了</span><br /> <span style="font-size: x-small;">我不再感觉到自己的呼吸</span><br /> <span style="font-size: x-small;">由始至终，我都不该认真的</span><br /> <br /> <span style="font-size: x-small;">这只是一套戏</span><br /> <span style="font-size: x-small;">一套还未演完的戏</span><br /> <span style="font-size: x-small;">无论你演的多么逼真多么有说服力</span><br /> <span style="font-size: x-small;">它，始终只是戏</span><br /> <span style="font-size: x-small;">戏演完了，你还是会回到她身边</span><br /> <span style="font-size: x-small;">就算你告诉我你们的感情已经有太多裂痕</span><br /> <span style="font-size: x-small;">你最后，还是一样</span><br /> <br /> <span style="font-size: x-small;">我好想骂你</span><br /> <span style="font-size: x-small;">你怎么可以那么自私</span><br /> <span style="font-size: x-small;">可是我更想骂我自己</span><br /> <span style="font-size: x-small;">为什么我可以那么的笨那么的傻</span><br /> <span style="font-size: x-small;">只因为爱上了，就一定要奋不顾身吗</span><br /> <br /> <span style="font-size: x-small;">我干嘛要在乎</span><br /> <span style="font-size: x-small;">干嘛把自己弄得伤痕累累</span><br /> <span style="font-size: x-small;">干嘛选择相信你对我，会有那么一点点感觉</span><br /> <span style="font-size: x-small;">哪怕只是一点点，我告诉自己那样就够了</span><br /> <span style="font-size: x-small;">结果，痛苦比甜蜜多出太多倍了</span><br /> <br /> <span style="font-size: x-small;">我已经，抽不出身了</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4477647568350497031-1544543049150917711?l=laymei.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/2WEWC7NEtd-5yCCvPiL_G16e8V4/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/2WEWC7NEtd-5yCCvPiL_G16e8V4/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/2WEWC7NEtd-5yCCvPiL_G16e8V4/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/2WEWC7NEtd-5yCCvPiL_G16e8V4/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/My_everythings/~4/-ja2gZgzmrQ" height="1" width="1"/>Angela Meihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01639096205286606690noreply@blogger.com0http://laymei.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4477647568350497031.post-83665483858865446892011-11-02T19:45:00.001+08:002012-01-08T11:15:11.320+08:002012-01-08T11:15:11.320+08:00Grey zone.<br /> I always thought that there are only 2 side of thing, black &amp; white. Somehow its not. Grey zone always exist in a way that we wouldnt realize we fall into the zone. <br /> Im in the grey zone. Just like you do. Maybe you dont realize it. Or you rather choose not to believe you're in the zone. <br /> Dangerous grey zone&nbsp;make you see no direction. You wonder whats come next. <br /> <br /> Trying hard to step outside the zone. Convincing myself that. <br /> Im just step deeper inside the zone.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4477647568350497031-8366548385886544689?l=laymei.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/TZJOYg0LIqClrqHmUPIiNTWUP3A/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/TZJOYg0LIqClrqHmUPIiNTWUP3A/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/TZJOYg0LIqClrqHmUPIiNTWUP3A/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/TZJOYg0LIqClrqHmUPIiNTWUP3A/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/My_everythings/~4/PryZmw_DS6k" height="1" width="1"/>Angela Meihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01639096205286606690noreply@blogger.com0http://laymei.blogspot.com/2011/11/grey-zone.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4477647568350497031.post-78413484065704943702011-10-10T22:41:00.001+08:002011-10-10T23:20:49.215+08:002011-10-10T23:20:49.215+08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AJP-oydHJgo/TpL8dG_ndwI/AAAAAAAABrY/KdjvGBOnDXk/s1600/309451_10150324464047684_665362683_8341889_1885210232_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" kca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AJP-oydHJgo/TpL8dG_ndwI/AAAAAAAABrY/KdjvGBOnDXk/s640/309451_10150324464047684_665362683_8341889_1885210232_n.jpg" width="430" /></a></div> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"> Oh yes, Im officially graduated on last Saturday =D </div> <a name='more'></a><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"> I still remember very well on da first day I came in here with mixture of feeling.. First time living outside without family.. This is it.. This is the time for me to be independent..&nbsp;Perhaps.. Lolx&nbsp;</div> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"> <br /></div> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"> Three&nbsp;years, oppss.. Is two &amp; a half years being here.. </div> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"> <br /></div> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"> My first year - Honeymoon for me.. I playing around &amp; spend the most in first year.. Know nothing.. Always get the "outdated" news.. Participated in college activities &amp;&nbsp;U activities.. Not so active though.. Lolx</div> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"> <br /></div> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"> Second year - Hmm.. A tough year for us I guess.. Took most credit hours in second year especially in da second semester.. Busying with&nbsp;70 pages plus&nbsp;research report.. This report almost drive us crazy T.T&nbsp; </div> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"> We do enjoy life though.. Sampat-ing with 2 "cool cool" coursemate while in lecture hall, searching for our "entertainment" in faculty.. Aww I might never experience all these again..</div> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"> <br /></div> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"> Final year - Staying at home is da bad idea ever for me.. My score dropped =( </div> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"> Its not fun at all to travelling everyday.. &amp; by bus.. Tired &amp; tired..</div> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"> An incident happen, I missed my exam.. Anyway, Im graduated now =P &amp; happy that we back to those days.. 3 crazy people, fooling around.. Lolx</div> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"> <br /></div> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"> So, thats my uni life =D </div> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"> <br /></div> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"> &amp;</div> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"> I've graduated!!</div> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"> <br /></div> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"> <br /></div> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"> <br /></div> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"> <br /></div> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"> <br /></div> <div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4477647568350497031-7841348406570494370?l=laymei.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a 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crazy things you said<br />You left them running through my head<br />You're always there, you're everywhere<br />But right now I wish you were here.<br />All those crazy things we did<br />Didn't think about it, just went with it<br />You're always there, you're everywhere<br />But right now I wish you were here<br /><br />Damn, Damn, Damn,<br />What I'd do to have you<br />here, here, here<br />I wish you were here.<br />Damn, Damn, Damn<br />What I'd do to have you<br />near, near, near<br />I wish you were here.<br /><br />I love the way you are<br />It's who I am, don't have to try hard<br />We always say, say like it is<br />And the truth is that I really miss<br /><br />All those crazy things you said<br />You left them running through my head<br />You're always there, you're everywhere<br />But right now I wish you were here.<br />All those crazy things we did<br />Didn't think about it, just went with it<br />You're always there, you're everywhere<br />But right now I wish you were here<br /><br />Damn, Damn, Damn,<br />What I'd do to have you<br />here, here, here<br />I wish you were here.<br />Damn, Damn, Damn<br />What I'd do to have you<br />near, near, near<br />I wish you were here.<br /><br />No, I don't wanna let go<br />I just wanna let you know<br />That I never wanna let go<br /><br />let go let go let go let go<br /><br />No, I don't wanna let go<br />I just wanna let you know<br />That I never wanna let go<br /><br />let go let go let go let go let go let go let go<br /><br />Damn, Damn, Damn,<br />What I'd do to have you<br />here, here, here<br />I wish you were here (I wish you were)<br />Damn, Damn, Damn<br />What I'd do to have you<br />near, near, near<br />I wish you were here.<br /><br />Damn, Damn, Damn,<br />What I'd do to have you<br />here, here, here<br />I wish you were here.<br />Damn, Damn, Damn<br />What I'd do to have you<br />near, near, near<br />I wish you were here. <br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Wish you were here - Avril Lavigne<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4477647568350497031-2092442564220588789?l=laymei.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/1Qn6y4hBUEMHeNxSpFWkGxsSmKE/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/1Qn6y4hBUEMHeNxSpFWkGxsSmKE/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/1Qn6y4hBUEMHeNxSpFWkGxsSmKE/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/1Qn6y4hBUEMHeNxSpFWkGxsSmKE/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/My_everythings/~4/zTxHwz47190" height="1" width="1"/>Angela Meihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01639096205286606690noreply@blogger.com2http://laymei.blogspot.com/2011/09/wish-you-were-here.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4477647568350497031.post-4575779972791516172011-09-27T19:17:00.003+08:002012-01-08T11:16:22.884+08:002012-01-08T11:16:22.884+08:00Im just stupid enough<br /> I thought i can simply push you away whenever you come back to me again<br /> But i was wrong!!<br /> I just cant control myself.. &amp; i hate that!!<br /> <br /> I taste sourness<br /> I said, im not expecting anything<br /> I just stupid enough that i believe with my ability to "not expecting"<br /> I wouldnt smile whenever i receive your message, if im not expecting<br /> I wouldnt get crazy whenever i saw u close with other gals, if im not expecting<br /> <br /> Ruin our friendship, then i wouldnt expect anymore, I guess...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4477647568350497031-457577997279151617?l=laymei.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ZW7KGyH-Ql5lMmDs6zATxKI19-0/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ZW7KGyH-Ql5lMmDs6zATxKI19-0/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ZW7KGyH-Ql5lMmDs6zATxKI19-0/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ZW7KGyH-Ql5lMmDs6zATxKI19-0/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/My_everythings/~4/gdaNLpkS2JQ" height="1" width="1"/>Angela Meihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01639096205286606690noreply@blogger.com1http://laymei.blogspot.com/2011/09/stupid-me.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4477647568350497031.post-25208716125985047052011-09-23T09:34:00.002+08:002011-09-23T09:45:51.076+08:002011-09-23T09:45:51.076+08:00<span style="font-size:85%;">不知道从什么时候开始<br />开始喜欢午餐时间<br />开始喜欢三个人，颠颠的，不想工作上的事情<br />三个人，说这说那的<br />忽然希望，三个人的友谊，可以维持<br /><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4477647568350497031-2520871612598504705?l=laymei.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/_kMS0i_gppKMhXVDXIzI6YmlRK0/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/_kMS0i_gppKMhXVDXIzI6YmlRK0/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/_kMS0i_gppKMhXVDXIzI6YmlRK0/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/_kMS0i_gppKMhXVDXIzI6YmlRK0/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/My_everythings/~4/rd_kRFCOsEU" height="1" width="1"/>Angela Meihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01639096205286606690noreply@blogger.com0http://laymei.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post_23.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4477647568350497031.post-7085220657112082412011-09-16T12:32:00.002+08:002011-09-16T12:39:39.264+08:002011-09-16T12:39:39.264+08:00<span style="font-size:85%;">一个月了</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">自认为情况可能会不同</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">可是，并没有更好</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">而是，处于一种不明朗的状态</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">不想刻意告诉自己离开你</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">却也不知道该做些什么</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">只想这样，跟随着自己的感觉走</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">或许</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">很多人认为我在伤害自己</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">认为我很犯贱</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">我只能说，你们都不明白</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">我只想，不理智一次</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4477647568350497031-708522065711208241?l=laymei.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/bBG9pwGllxnbvhhji1-Rqy-Oh4g/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/bBG9pwGllxnbvhhji1-Rqy-Oh4g/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/bBG9pwGllxnbvhhji1-Rqy-Oh4g/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/bBG9pwGllxnbvhhji1-Rqy-Oh4g/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/My_everythings/~4/3thAkrXvGCs" height="1" width="1"/>Angela Meihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01639096205286606690noreply@blogger.com0http://laymei.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post_16.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4477647568350497031.post-57242121753885833302011-09-03T17:56:00.004+08:002011-09-03T20:17:03.860+08:002011-09-03T20:17:03.860+08:00 <br /><span style="font-size:85%;">到了Bukit Tinggi 一趟</span> <br /><span style="font-size:85%;">想说让自己不去想其他的东西</span> <br /><span style="font-size:85%;">的确，是暂时忘了，就只是暂时的</span> <br /><span style="font-size:85%;">今天，严重缺乏安全感.. </span> <br /><span style="font-size:85%;">一直在控制自己不要去问</span> <br /><span style="font-size:85%;">因为我知道，一旦问了，所有东西都浮上台面了</span> <br /><span style="font-size:85%;">也表示，我不得不去面对了</span> <br /><span style="font-size:85%;">天啊，我要怎么熬到他回来的那天..</span> <br /> <br /><p><span style="font-size:85%;">原来，我是个不适合远距离恋爱的人</span><span style="font-size:85%;"></p> <br /> <br /> <br /></span><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jpfPUZjyzkQ/Tl3GdsIuWaI/AAAAAAAABqc/faSGfKGk250/s1600/298430_2183704523931_1586523854_32218284_4766577_n.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646887721158728098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jpfPUZjyzkQ/Tl3GdsIuWaI/AAAAAAAABqc/faSGfKGk250/s400/298430_2183704523931_1586523854_32218284_4766577_n.jpg" /></a> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /><div></div> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4477647568350497031-6312153873748780954?l=laymei.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/NA2QMA8yimXdduMBjcwKQAXcXxY/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/NA2QMA8yimXdduMBjcwKQAXcXxY/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/NA2QMA8yimXdduMBjcwKQAXcXxY/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/NA2QMA8yimXdduMBjcwKQAXcXxY/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/My_everythings/~4/lTDlZH7GKhA" height="1" width="1"/>Angela Meihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01639096205286606690noreply@blogger.com0http://laymei.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post_31.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4477647568350497031.post-66368041174769220162011-08-29T09:45:00.003+08:002011-08-29T10:03:44.034+08:002011-08-29T10:03:44.034+08:00<span style="font-size:85%;">从来没有想过，自己会被困在这样的一个情况 <br />对你的依赖，多了 <br />对你的感情，深了 <br />我很想知道，你对我，是一样的吗 <br />我很想知道，你说过的承诺，是真心的 <br />我处于被动的状态，深怕自己做错了一步 <br />深怕，失去了你 <br /> <br />很多朋友告诉我该怎么做，我只能说 <br />我，还没有足够的勇气，去知道结果 <br />我知道，我在伤害着自己 <br />我只想，好好的享受，可能只有短暂的甜蜜 <br /></span> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4477647568350497031-6636804117476922016?l=laymei.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/B0ZDF5mnuSnmydM6ZwzyC4Q12Bs/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/B0ZDF5mnuSnmydM6ZwzyC4Q12Bs/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/B0ZDF5mnuSnmydM6ZwzyC4Q12Bs/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/B0ZDF5mnuSnmydM6ZwzyC4Q12Bs/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/My_everythings/~4/W1j2V0KwgXU" height="1" width="1"/>Angela Meihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01639096205286606690noreply@blogger.com0http://laymei.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post_29.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4477647568350497031.post-85395702105366163622011-08-21T13:30:00.003+08:002012-01-08T11:17:23.589+08:002012-01-08T11:17:23.589+08:00<span style="font-size: 85%;">又是一个星期天 <br />心情是复杂的 </span><br /> <span style="font-size: 85%;">昨晚，听你说了很多 <br />忽然，我发现，我一直在慢慢确认的事实，好像并不如我想象的那样 <br /></span><span style="font-size: 85%;"></span><span style="font-size: 85%;">我开始彷徨，我不知道我该不该继续下去 <br />我分不清，这样到底是超越朋友的行为，抑或是普通不过的举动</span> <br /> <span style="font-size: 85%;"><br />怎么办，开始有了退缩的念头 <br />可是，我却，放不开 </span><br /> <span style="font-size: 85%;">我知道，这次，我可能会跌的很伤</span> <br /> <span style="font-size: 85%;">我就像站在钢索上，不想放弃，也没有勇气往前踏进</span> <br /> <span style="font-size: 85%;">我任由自己站在上面，把自己搞得七上八下</span> <br /> <span style="font-size: 85%;">我，做不了决定 </span><span style="font-size: 85%;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4477647568350497031-8539570210536616362?l=laymei.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/_8xKZvCf3QxZD_dibq91pc9HSpo/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/_8xKZvCf3QxZD_dibq91pc9HSpo/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/_8xKZvCf3QxZD_dibq91pc9HSpo/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/_8xKZvCf3QxZD_dibq91pc9HSpo/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/My_everythings/~4/aWQmwrtfTs8" height="1" width="1"/>Angela Meihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01639096205286606690noreply@blogger.com1http://laymei.blogspot.com/2011/08/baby-i-need-you-now.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4477647568350497031.post-18386678744199578772011-08-14T20:25:00.001+08:002011-08-14T20:29:38.370+08:002011-08-14T20:29:38.370+08:00<p align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bv-XKbGHzQE/Tke_XdoFKLI/AAAAAAAABqU/0tUSB31Ypx8/s1600/294045_2144716869264_1586523854_32165606_3914191_n.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 303px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640687468115470514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bv-XKbGHzQE/Tke_XdoFKLI/AAAAAAAABqU/0tUSB31Ypx8/s400/294045_2144716869264_1586523854_32165606_3914191_n.jpg" /></a></p> <br /><div align="center">I love this photo! ^.^ <br /></div> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4477647568350497031-1838667874419957877?l=laymei.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/LpeTA2Un_v5kkYirBYwEKn_TBk0/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/LpeTA2Un_v5kkYirBYwEKn_TBk0/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/LpeTA2Un_v5kkYirBYwEKn_TBk0/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/LpeTA2Un_v5kkYirBYwEKn_TBk0/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/My_everythings/~4/f_tJ84Fp0wk" height="1" width="1"/>Angela Meihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01639096205286606690noreply@blogger.com0http://laymei.blogspot.com/2011/08/bb-me.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4477647568350497031.post-58784463566164577642011-08-13T13:15:00.003+08:002011-08-13T13:43:26.778+08:002011-08-13T13:43:26.778+08:00<span style="font-size:85%;">两个男生，完全不同的性格 <br />很有趣 <br /> <br />A男，一副坏孩子的摸样，单凭他耳上的耳环 <br />确实，他曾经坏过 <br />不过，坏的来却有自己的原则 <br />他说，他anti clubbing.. <br />难以相信，不过他拥有让人相信他的能力 <br /> <br />B男，明明一副'拾下拾下'的样子，还要问别人他有没有很像LALA <br />学抽烟，却不是真正的在抽 <br />他说，他喜欢Pub，不喜欢Club，因为没有地方跳舞 <br />我难以想象，他那摸样，跳起舞来到底会是怎么样 <br />不是我在取笑他，只是不明白为何不做自己 <br /> <br />************************************************************************************ <br /> <br />最近，上司忽然间问我是不是有在写部落格 <br />有种吓到的感觉 <br />她说，有人传给她听的 <br />我顿时在想谁啊? <br />不过，心里有种开心的感觉.. <br /> <br />才女? 我还称不上 <br />千万别这么称呼我.. 我只是一个喜欢写写东西的保守女 </span> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4477647568350497031-5878446356616457764?l=laymei.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/atCRe1Bd-52OGdjytUOdipOgJqk/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/atCRe1Bd-52OGdjytUOdipOgJqk/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/atCRe1Bd-52OGdjytUOdipOgJqk/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/atCRe1Bd-52OGdjytUOdipOgJqk/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/My_everythings/~4/r5PEK7Efn1g" height="1" width="1"/>Angela Meihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01639096205286606690noreply@blogger.com0http://laymei.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4477647568350497031.post-91903475387489970662011-07-31T19:25:00.005+08:002011-07-31T19:51:12.409+08:002011-07-31T19:51:12.409+08:00<p align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hFh3xWSgsLY/TjU_ajTt49I/AAAAAAAABqM/SO_x3bP6O30/s1600/282563_2112294898735_1586523854_32118113_505499_n.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635480234111132626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hFh3xWSgsLY/TjU_ajTt49I/AAAAAAAABqM/SO_x3bP6O30/s320/282563_2112294898735_1586523854_32118113_505499_n.jpg" /></a></p><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">又是星期天了耶.. 为什么这时候的时间过得特别快<br /><a name='more'></a><br />昨晚，如往常一样.. 又是放松时间..<br />只不过，这次出奇地多人.. 不像之前那样..<br />大家玩玩积木，聊聊天，听听歌.. 我好喜欢这样子的气氛<br /><br />不过说起听歌，很欣赏在那唱歌的两位驻唱歌手..<br />看他们的打扮，觉得他们好有自己的风格..<br />然后，不得不说，我真的比较喜欢戴眼镜的男生耶<br />就是觉得戴上眼镜后有种不一样的气质<br /><br />本来还想多呆在那的，只是朋友受不了隔壁抽烟的那群..<br />只好换地方走人..<br /><br />忽然间，好想和大家说，我们可不可以以后每个星期都聚一聚丫.. </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4477647568350497031-9190347538748997066?l=laymei.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/cfmiYsHjltGMvZeKwGgk3Iy6bFs/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/cfmiYsHjltGMvZeKwGgk3Iy6bFs/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/cfmiYsHjltGMvZeKwGgk3Iy6bFs/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/cfmiYsHjltGMvZeKwGgk3Iy6bFs/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/My_everythings/~4/ZWS7YIqNuSE" height="1" width="1"/>Angela Meihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01639096205286606690noreply@blogger.com0http://laymei.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4477647568350497031.post-49684239651524612202011-07-18T00:16:00.005+08:002011-07-18T00:46:40.179+08:002011-07-18T00:46:40.179+08:00<div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">不知怎么的，听着收音机的我，特别有感觉<br />想要写些什么的，可是只恨自己，找不出适合的文字来表达感觉<br /><br />听过几次的分享，都是男人的不可靠<br />然后我问我自己，会影响我吗?<br />我以为会，不过原来很多事情都没有一定的<br /><br /><br /></span></div><br /><p align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630357697194386194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s9AU1bbDZn4/TiMMfqOoYxI/AAAAAAAABp8/hwhDKmgsKrA/s320/270505_2048330059654_1586523854_32027304_3958210_n.jpg" /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">It has been a long time that I didnt update in english. People asked me why blogging? Its like a diary. maybe. For me, my first intention to start a blog is to earn living. But now, here is one of the place for me to share something. You are my friend who willing to listen to my heart and my thought. Its just a home for my heart.<br /></span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4477647568350497031-4968423965152461220?l=laymei.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/zvo6KnflwgLBqbfamNNeSW-DCgg/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/zvo6KnflwgLBqbfamNNeSW-DCgg/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/zvo6KnflwgLBqbfamNNeSW-DCgg/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/zvo6KnflwgLBqbfamNNeSW-DCgg/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/My_everythings/~4/ZGa6wDt7LNw" height="1" width="1"/>Angela Meihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01639096205286606690noreply@blogger.com0http://laymei.blogspot.com/2011/07/update.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4477647568350497031.post-25466097600403531262011-07-13T21:47:00.003+08:002011-07-13T22:00:45.732+08:002011-07-13T22:00:45.732+08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5MNr-qKpFHQ/Th2iToF6GDI/AAAAAAAABp0/qb9SHsl5j7k/s1600/267477_2070707139067_1586523854_32062834_8387730_n.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628833567346399282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5MNr-qKpFHQ/Th2iToF6GDI/AAAAAAAABp0/qb9SHsl5j7k/s320/267477_2070707139067_1586523854_32062834_8387730_n.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">今天上了一个很好玩的Training</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">知道自己是"小绵羊"然后再看回自己的性格</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">发觉自己真的在某一方面真的很像小绵羊</span></div><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4477647568350497031-2546609760040353126?l=laymei.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/dZCrgvtleApSVopFKXaOdkfcmiQ/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/dZCrgvtleApSVopFKXaOdkfcmiQ/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/dZCrgvtleApSVopFKXaOdkfcmiQ/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/dZCrgvtleApSVopFKXaOdkfcmiQ/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/My_everythings/~4/17uJdMRqBt8" height="1" width="1"/>Angela Meihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01639096205286606690noreply@blogger.com0http://laymei.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post_13.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4477647568350497031.post-32530601211140508292011-06-25T16:18:00.003+08:002011-06-25T16:48:32.196+08:002011-06-25T16:48:32.196+08:00<span style="font-size:85%;">最近花钱花得有点过分，心里面有点过意不去.. 总觉得自己做错事情似的..<br />我是应该收敛一点了.. 不能再这么任性的挥霍了..<br /><br /><a name='more'></a><br /><br />昨天与同学见面，叫了一杯不知叫什么的鸡尾酒..<br />只能说我真的不会欣赏酒咯..<br />坐没多久，我就先回家了.. 不想同学因为要顾及我的感受而不自在..<br />不过，很高兴认识同学的朋友.. 他们都很friendly和热情..<br />有点羡慕同学与朋友之间的相处.. 吵吵闹闹的..<br />可以看得出他们感情很不错.. 时常会出来联络感情..<br />很高兴认识你们啊,同学的朋友..<br /><br />不知道从几时开始，每个星期六都会和妈妈一起出去吃早餐..<br />就算是带着小贝比，也一样照出不误..<br />今天，小贝比回家了.. 就和妈一起到Giza那吃些小吃..<br />然后一起走走看看.. 为了买琪琪和欣欣的生日礼物走了好久..<br />到最后却什么也没买着..<br /><br />不过，真的好喜欢这种感觉.. 从未有过的..<br />和妈妈一边走一边谈天..<br />第一次，第一次我感觉原来我们可以那样的交谈，那样的一起走街..<br /><br />今天就这么多了..<br />不喜欢自己刻意去找话题在这聊..<br />所以更新得有点慢.. </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4477647568350497031-3253060121114050829?l=laymei.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/q08wgnIg46jvofD5FiXTmzZekZA/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/q08wgnIg46jvofD5FiXTmzZekZA/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/q08wgnIg46jvofD5FiXTmzZekZA/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/q08wgnIg46jvofD5FiXTmzZekZA/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/My_everythings/~4/lkyHevxJfc8" height="1" width="1"/>Angela Meihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01639096205286606690noreply@blogger.com0http://laymei.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post_25.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4477647568350497031.post-32351788451917568632011-06-20T22:03:00.005+08:002011-06-20T22:27:49.141+08:002011-06-20T22:27:49.141+08:00<span style="font-size:85%;">本来心情还不错的想要打部落格.. 怎知，拖下拖下，搞到自己心情被影响..<br />唉.. 算了.. 来说说最近上班的实况吧..<br /><br /><a name='more'></a><br />第一天上班，心情本来就很尴尬.. 因为他们都不知道我会继续做下去..<br />自己又很贱的想要隐瞒大家.. 现在搞得不懂要怎么和大家打招呼..<br />“嗨，我又回来了" ???? 好别扭耶..<br />于是，我，做回了我.. 就顺其自然吧.. 虽然这不是我想要的结果<br /><br />第一天上班，上司就好像很兴奋兼紧张的说说她近期内的行程.. 而我，就像之前一样记录下来..<br />一直到接受另一位同事的工作时，我脑袋开始打结了..<br />其实那工作也不算太过难或复杂的，只是就是还不适应..<br /><br />一直到今天，还是有点笨手笨脚的..<br />深怕自己做了些什么丢脸的事.. 更甚的当然怕自己做错什么..<br />我一直在鼓励自己，过了这关，自己就会有所成长.. 一定要坚持..<br /><br />不过，当我知道在这短短的两个星期就走了很多人后，心情就非常不平衡..<br />只能说，你们的福利真的要改善改善了..<br /><br />好吧，今天就这么多了.. 是时候要带小贝比回房睡了..</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4477647568350497031-3235178845191756863?l=laymei.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div> <p><a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Bl5-EziwV_zRFsoxAkQw8H98aVQ/0/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Bl5-EziwV_zRFsoxAkQw8H98aVQ/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a><br/> <a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Bl5-EziwV_zRFsoxAkQw8H98aVQ/1/da"><img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Bl5-EziwV_zRFsoxAkQw8H98aVQ/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"></img></a></p><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/My_everythings/~4/F8_7rAK57UA" height="1" width="1"/>Angela Meihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01639096205286606690noreply@blogger.com0http://laymei.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post_20.html