Friday, March 18, 2011
Destiny
Destiny is no matter of chance, it is a matter of choice, it is not a thing to be waited for, it is a thing to be achieved
Monday, March 14, 2011
沒有适合不适合，只有珍惜不珍惜。
我好喜欢这编文章, 我们总是为了芝麻小事而闹了起来, 却忽略了其实我们是多么的在乎彼此.
xxx xxx xxx xxx xxx xxx xxx xxx xxx
刚搬进这房子的那天，她整理完全部的東西，最後拿出一個非常精緻的玻璃瓶，對他說道：“親愛的，3個月內，你讓我每哭一次，我就往裡面加一滴水，代表我的眼淚。要是它滿了，我就收拾我的東西離開這房子。”
愛沒有合不合適，只有珍惜不珍惜男人不以為然，有點納悶：“你們女人也太神經質了吧！就這麼不信任我麼，那還有什麼可談？我讓你搬過來和我一起生活，是為了照顧你，不是欺負你的！”
女人說：“好男人不會讓心愛的女人受一點點傷，我會記錄下我為什麼流淚，不會是莫名其妙的。”
“那好吧，抱抱～！”
兩個月後，女人把那瓶子給男人看，說：“已經滿一半了，在兩個月內，我們是否有必要查看一下是什麼問題呢？”說完遞了一本精緻的小筆記本給男人。
男人沒有馬上打開來看，他的表情裡有一絲驚訝，還有點哭笑不得的意味，似乎沒有想到女人的眼淚可以這麼多，盛得這麼快，又覺得女人是小題大作了，但是很可愛。
他打開本子開始看，驚訝女人怎麼寫了那麼多。男人一邊看著，女人一邊說話：“第一次吵架，是在第3天，而且還是一大早，你剛醒來有點懵懂，擠的牙膏不知道怎麼的飛到鏡子上了，那是我剛擦乾淨的，我說你連擠牙膏都不會啊，你就來脾氣了，然後吵起來……”
男人沉默著。女人繼續說：“有天晚上我讓你幫洗下那幾件衣服，因為水太涼，你只顧著玩遊戲遲遲不肯動，後來吵起來，我很失望你忘記了我的生理期不能碰冷水，委屈……”
“還有一次，我很累了，你還不肯去洗澡睡覺，明明知道我特敏感，有點神經衰弱，哪怕一點點敲鍵盤的聲音都能讓我難以入睡，我一情急就說了你這個人自私的話，我們吵起來，你說了一大堆辯論自己不自私自私的人是我之後甩門出去上網通宵，我打你電話你沒拿我又不敢自己一個人去找你……”
女人這時候有點激動了，眼球開始泛紅，說：“還有一次……”男人打斷了她的話，“親愛的，別說了……”
沉默…長久的沉默……
還是女人打破了沉默：“是不是我們真的不合適？如果是這樣，結婚了還是會離婚吧？我們的個性都那麼強，誰都不肯退讓。”
氣氛有點尷尬。
本子裡記錄的事情都是那麼細小的事情，每次吵架的原因都是那麼的簡單，男人看著這本子，似乎在體會著女人的心情，大男子是不會去計較這些小事，原本覺得每次和好之後都沒事，女人就愛拿這些來說事，但是當他認真去看的時候，他也開始難過了，女人很細心，把事件、心情都寫了，還自己總結了一下原因。原來最微小的事情累積起來是很讓人痛苦的，他看得出，女人從失望慢慢變成絕望。
他想，大概是因為每次吵架，兩人都是喜歡在吵架中找出對方不愛自己的證據。他突然意識到，這是個很嚴重的問題！而且每次吵架，雙方都是在心情不穩定的時候，就是還有別的煩心事的時候，把不好的情緒帶進了兩個人的生活裡。
“親愛的別難過……”男人終於說話了：“我請個假，我們去旅遊吧。”
他們去了第一次一起旅遊的地方，太多美好的回憶被喚起，原來彼此是那麼深深地愛著對方，這時的女人特別溫柔，這時的男人特別體貼。
“親愛的，你還認為我們結婚的話，會離婚麼？”男人問。
“我想不是我們不合適，像現在，我們是那麼快樂，一切都那麼美好，可是一回到我們的現實生活裡，為什麼就變了呢？”
“親愛的，難道我們現在不在現實裡嗎？”
“……”女人楞了。
“因為那時候我們都把注意力集中在負面的事物上並且放大了那些負面的心情。並且喜歡找對方不愛自己的證據，然後彼此個性都很倔不肯服輸太要面子。”
女人覺得確實是如此，原來，雙方只是需要一點點忍讓，一點點包容。男人帶她回顧這初次旅遊的地點，是真的用心了，想起那時候他們在一起還不久，為了讓對方覺得自己好，都表現出自己最好的一面。
“還有半個月，如果那瓶子還是半瓶，那麼，親愛的，嫁給我吧！”
女人鑽進男人懷裡笑開了顏
後來他們結婚了。很少再吵架。如果粗心的男人不小心碰掉了杯子，女人不會再開口就罵，因為在女人開口之前，男人已經在道歉，說對不起，都是我不小心的，賠兩個給老婆！老婆儘管去選你喜歡的！女人就笑了，然後說，不用買啦，反正還有杯子，再說也不都是你的錯，怪我自己沒把杯子放好，讓你碰到啦！
原來真的沒有合適不合適，只有珍惜不珍惜，能一起走一起進步是幸福的。
xxx xxx xxx xxx xxx xxx xxx xxx xxx
刚搬进这房子的那天，她整理完全部的東西，最後拿出一個非常精緻的玻璃瓶，對他說道：“親愛的，3個月內，你讓我每哭一次，我就往裡面加一滴水，代表我的眼淚。要是它滿了，我就收拾我的東西離開這房子。”
愛沒有合不合適，只有珍惜不珍惜男人不以為然，有點納悶：“你們女人也太神經質了吧！就這麼不信任我麼，那還有什麼可談？我讓你搬過來和我一起生活，是為了照顧你，不是欺負你的！”
女人說：“好男人不會讓心愛的女人受一點點傷，我會記錄下我為什麼流淚，不會是莫名其妙的。”
“那好吧，抱抱～！”
兩個月後，女人把那瓶子給男人看，說：“已經滿一半了，在兩個月內，我們是否有必要查看一下是什麼問題呢？”說完遞了一本精緻的小筆記本給男人。
男人沒有馬上打開來看，他的表情裡有一絲驚訝，還有點哭笑不得的意味，似乎沒有想到女人的眼淚可以這麼多，盛得這麼快，又覺得女人是小題大作了，但是很可愛。
他打開本子開始看，驚訝女人怎麼寫了那麼多。男人一邊看著，女人一邊說話：“第一次吵架，是在第3天，而且還是一大早，你剛醒來有點懵懂，擠的牙膏不知道怎麼的飛到鏡子上了，那是我剛擦乾淨的，我說你連擠牙膏都不會啊，你就來脾氣了，然後吵起來……”
男人沉默著。女人繼續說：“有天晚上我讓你幫洗下那幾件衣服，因為水太涼，你只顧著玩遊戲遲遲不肯動，後來吵起來，我很失望你忘記了我的生理期不能碰冷水，委屈……”
“還有一次，我很累了，你還不肯去洗澡睡覺，明明知道我特敏感，有點神經衰弱，哪怕一點點敲鍵盤的聲音都能讓我難以入睡，我一情急就說了你這個人自私的話，我們吵起來，你說了一大堆辯論自己不自私自私的人是我之後甩門出去上網通宵，我打你電話你沒拿我又不敢自己一個人去找你……”
女人這時候有點激動了，眼球開始泛紅，說：“還有一次……”男人打斷了她的話，“親愛的，別說了……”
沉默…長久的沉默……
還是女人打破了沉默：“是不是我們真的不合適？如果是這樣，結婚了還是會離婚吧？我們的個性都那麼強，誰都不肯退讓。”
氣氛有點尷尬。
本子裡記錄的事情都是那麼細小的事情，每次吵架的原因都是那麼的簡單，男人看著這本子，似乎在體會著女人的心情，大男子是不會去計較這些小事，原本覺得每次和好之後都沒事，女人就愛拿這些來說事，但是當他認真去看的時候，他也開始難過了，女人很細心，把事件、心情都寫了，還自己總結了一下原因。原來最微小的事情累積起來是很讓人痛苦的，他看得出，女人從失望慢慢變成絕望。
他想，大概是因為每次吵架，兩人都是喜歡在吵架中找出對方不愛自己的證據。他突然意識到，這是個很嚴重的問題！而且每次吵架，雙方都是在心情不穩定的時候，就是還有別的煩心事的時候，把不好的情緒帶進了兩個人的生活裡。
“親愛的別難過……”男人終於說話了：“我請個假，我們去旅遊吧。”
他們去了第一次一起旅遊的地方，太多美好的回憶被喚起，原來彼此是那麼深深地愛著對方，這時的女人特別溫柔，這時的男人特別體貼。
“親愛的，你還認為我們結婚的話，會離婚麼？”男人問。
“我想不是我們不合適，像現在，我們是那麼快樂，一切都那麼美好，可是一回到我們的現實生活裡，為什麼就變了呢？”
“親愛的，難道我們現在不在現實裡嗎？”
“……”女人楞了。
“因為那時候我們都把注意力集中在負面的事物上並且放大了那些負面的心情。並且喜歡找對方不愛自己的證據，然後彼此個性都很倔不肯服輸太要面子。”
女人覺得確實是如此，原來，雙方只是需要一點點忍讓，一點點包容。男人帶她回顧這初次旅遊的地點，是真的用心了，想起那時候他們在一起還不久，為了讓對方覺得自己好，都表現出自己最好的一面。
“還有半個月，如果那瓶子還是半瓶，那麼，親愛的，嫁給我吧！”
女人鑽進男人懷裡笑開了顏
後來他們結婚了。很少再吵架。如果粗心的男人不小心碰掉了杯子，女人不會再開口就罵，因為在女人開口之前，男人已經在道歉，說對不起，都是我不小心的，賠兩個給老婆！老婆儘管去選你喜歡的！女人就笑了，然後說，不用買啦，反正還有杯子，再說也不都是你的錯，怪我自己沒把杯子放好，讓你碰到啦！
原來真的沒有合適不合適，只有珍惜不珍惜，能一起走一起進步是幸福的。
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
The Perfect Score
I saw this from someone's blog, someone whom i don't know..but i absolutely love and impress by her writing, particularly her maturity and sensuality..i secretly hope i can write like her...few days ago i wanted to write something about illusion of love & infatuation, here you go she put it just right in place; it did describe how exactly i felt and a snapshot of my last encounter! So indeed, I am not the only one........
Especially this final line, which i love: "For those playing the game, they're on top because you're caught up in this whirlwind of emotions confused by all the signs because of putting your heart out there to possibly, just possibly this time...find love.But cupid just isn't shooting arrows through these two hearts anytime soon because it's a set up. To get the best of you at the best compromise with all the perks. The illusion of love, fueled by your own infatuation to make it feel a-lot-like-love while making you fall deeper and deeper............................The perfect score."
Why is it always so hard? So hard to say goodbye to someone who wished you well long ago.Is is really ALWAYS greener on the other side?
Because.I'm starting to miss it.
. . .Often sleek but always stylish, he'd work the floor with his cheek and boyish charm.Always sending the message to me, keeping me on my toes...making it aware to me that I'm not the only girl in the room. He pulls me closer by making me work harder for his affection. Are we women really that obsessed with men who just want to play games with us?He's not in it for love my weakened-heart, he's using you to milk his ego and temporarily fulfill an empty part of his self obsessed soul. Playing with your heart is only part of the kick, the rest comes when he does. The scum of all those capable of even the slightest hint of emotion in their hearts. But I'm a b e l i e v e r, and it's the path that serenity takes me down... heals me, some how.....And time...does heal all wounds, even if it takes a little longer for some people to realize it.
. . .The stepping stones to recovery are many and it stretches for miles, crossing them is slow. It doesn't help when you strip yourself of everything capable of holding you back from healing, and all that's left is your heart. Like walking down a never ending path, naked of every feeling, every possession and care with nothing but a heart beat longing for it's...almost love.Only thing better than love is almost love, because you'll just never know whether is was or wasn't to be.
. . .Love takes time to blossom, infatuation always comes first. It's just like any other 10 step process we humans live our lives by, it's written in the book of love.You idiots (myself included until now) just haven't realised that it's all just a 1 2 3 A B C process.First comes the energy click, then the slow and slight flirtation, the infatuation kicks in soon after and then everything becomes blurry. It's unknown territory, because you don't know if it's infatuation, lust, a rebound or love.This is when all the bad judgment happens, you misunderstand signals, you ignore the obvious. The more you make excuses for his ways the harder and deeper you tumble into a fuzzy a-lot-like-love daze because you're dreaming up what your perfect man would be like. For those playing the game, they're on top because you're caught up in this whirlwind of emotions confused by all the signs because of putting your heart out there to possibly, just possibly this time...find love.But cupid just isn't shooting arrows through these two hearts anytime soon because it's a set up. To get the best of you at the best compromise with all the perks.The illusion of love, fueled by your own infatuation to make it feel a-lot-like-love while making you fall deeper and deeper............................The perfect score.
Especially this final line, which i love: "For those playing the game, they're on top because you're caught up in this whirlwind of emotions confused by all the signs because of putting your heart out there to possibly, just possibly this time...find love.But cupid just isn't shooting arrows through these two hearts anytime soon because it's a set up. To get the best of you at the best compromise with all the perks. The illusion of love, fueled by your own infatuation to make it feel a-lot-like-love while making you fall deeper and deeper............................The perfect score."
Why is it always so hard? So hard to say goodbye to someone who wished you well long ago.Is is really ALWAYS greener on the other side?
Because.I'm starting to miss it.
. . .Often sleek but always stylish, he'd work the floor with his cheek and boyish charm.Always sending the message to me, keeping me on my toes...making it aware to me that I'm not the only girl in the room. He pulls me closer by making me work harder for his affection. Are we women really that obsessed with men who just want to play games with us?He's not in it for love my weakened-heart, he's using you to milk his ego and temporarily fulfill an empty part of his self obsessed soul. Playing with your heart is only part of the kick, the rest comes when he does. The scum of all those capable of even the slightest hint of emotion in their hearts. But I'm a b e l i e v e r, and it's the path that serenity takes me down... heals me, some how.....And time...does heal all wounds, even if it takes a little longer for some people to realize it.
. . .The stepping stones to recovery are many and it stretches for miles, crossing them is slow. It doesn't help when you strip yourself of everything capable of holding you back from healing, and all that's left is your heart. Like walking down a never ending path, naked of every feeling, every possession and care with nothing but a heart beat longing for it's...almost love.Only thing better than love is almost love, because you'll just never know whether is was or wasn't to be.
. . .Love takes time to blossom, infatuation always comes first. It's just like any other 10 step process we humans live our lives by, it's written in the book of love.You idiots (myself included until now) just haven't realised that it's all just a 1 2 3 A B C process.First comes the energy click, then the slow and slight flirtation, the infatuation kicks in soon after and then everything becomes blurry. It's unknown territory, because you don't know if it's infatuation, lust, a rebound or love.This is when all the bad judgment happens, you misunderstand signals, you ignore the obvious. The more you make excuses for his ways the harder and deeper you tumble into a fuzzy a-lot-like-love daze because you're dreaming up what your perfect man would be like. For those playing the game, they're on top because you're caught up in this whirlwind of emotions confused by all the signs because of putting your heart out there to possibly, just possibly this time...find love.But cupid just isn't shooting arrows through these two hearts anytime soon because it's a set up. To get the best of you at the best compromise with all the perks.The illusion of love, fueled by your own infatuation to make it feel a-lot-like-love while making you fall deeper and deeper............................The perfect score.
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
阴天の心情
阴天, 让我感觉好emo昨晚的倾盆大雨即伤感又无奈
在香港的你们, 还好吗?
香港有下着雨吗? 希望你们都有个愉快的旅程
XiaZu: 有伤风感冒吗? 药物带了吗? 千万不要流鼻血哦... 穿多点吧...
LaoYee: 希望你有个美妙精彩蜜月回忆... 玩得开心点咯...
AhHeng: 我的手信请记得给我带回来...!
想象我现在也在哪儿...
Monday, March 7, 2011
Sunday, March 6, 2011
最终...
这个时候, 也就是启程的前一晚, 应该像以往那般... 带着非常期待的心情, 忙于整理行李箱... 忙着安排行程等等一些琐碎事情...
最终还是选择放弃... 别人都说太不应该, 太奢侈...
选择放弃当然有点痛心... 有点浪费... 原因何在?
原因有好几项... 但不太想提... 真的很想很想去... :(
最终还是选择放弃... 别人都说太不应该, 太奢侈...
选择放弃当然有点痛心... 有点浪费... 原因何在?
原因有好几项... 但不太想提... 真的很想很想去... :(
Friday, March 4, 2011
Thursday, March 3, 2011
Suffocated
wanna believe again, wanna breath again believe in something bigger
go back to the days where I had my innocence
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
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