〖考试周〗背影

MM老师一走…

我就冲着出去了…

我真的很久很久没有看到他了…

但是…

我只看到背影…

背影越来越小…

然后…【消失】…

我也只有

〖无奈〗两个星期了…

〖失望〗这机会，我迟来了…

〖伤心〗不能看他正面一下…

【害怕】就这样消失了…

〖开心〗至少看到背影…

BIO超超超超难的…

看着考卷哭啊…

呜呜… T.T

〖考试周〗byebye摩哆

摩哆卖了噜…

妈咪说摩哆烂烂的…

大大辆重重的…

而且很少驾啦…

就把它卖了噜…

要是还在乎我…

某些人应该很开心吧！

嘻嘻…

但是哦…

我还是会学摩哆…

今年年尾啦… xD

多学多知识嘛！

byebye摩哆～～

〖考试周〗心痛

听到某些关于你的…

－心痛－

我知道…

我知道你在烦什么…

我知道你正忧什么…

但是…

很抱歉…

有时候我没办法…

我的天使…

我的恶魔…

令我矛盾…

我只想你知道…

我永远支持你！！

永远爱你，老公！

muacksSss~♥

【考试周】剪头发

啦啦啦～～

有没有发现我有什么不同叻？？

hmm..

我剪头发了啦！！

不过…

其实没什么变化啦…

嘻嘻…

只是…

后面修了一些…

前面剪了留海…

这次…

真的真的不是MAPLE HEAD 了…

虽然看起来还有点像… ＝.＝

（不能怪…不是我剪的…）

〖考试周〗九王爷诞

九王爷诞噜…

本来妈咪讲只是去走走…

但是…

考试到了叻…

为求心安理得…

我自己买香去拜拜…

哇～

我几时变得酱不科学化达？？xD

应该是早去吧…

都没有什么人…

也没有什么烟…

哇…lucky lucky…

眼睛不会被攻击了…

哈哈…

最senang的一次上香…

妈咪帮我绑黄绳的时候…

熟悉的脸孔出现 --- MONKEY ♥！！！

我持续凝视他超过1分钟…

但是…

我不知道他是特地…

还是无意…

他的脸就是没有转过来我的方向…

本来还帮他拿了条黄绳…

既然来了…

就自己去拜拜吧！！

怎么说…

erm…

如果是平时…

当我们遇见…

却没有微笑…

我会生气…

但时在这天…

我是开心的…

不是不在乎…

是我已经很久没有看到他了…

真的很想很想走上前…

但是我没有勇气…

应该是拜拜的时候…

我没有要求要勇气…

touching sStory

4 years ago, an accident took my beloved away and very often I wonder, how
does my wife, who is now in the heavenly realm, feel right now? She
must be feeling extremely sad for leaving a husband who is incapable to
taking care of the house and the kid. 'cos that is the exact feeling that I
have, as I feel that I have failed to provide for the physical and
emotional needs of my child, and failed to be the dad and mum for my child.

There was one particular day, when I had an emergency at work. Hence, I had to leave home whilst my child was still sleeping. So thinking that there was still rice leftovers, I hastily cooked an egg and left after informing my sleepy child.

With the double roles, I am often exhausted at work as well as when I am home. So after a long day, I came home, totally drained of all energy. So with just a brief hug and kiss for my child, I went straight into the room, skipping dinner. However, when I jumped into my bed with intention of just having a well-deserved sleep, all i heard and felt was broken porcelain and warm liquid! I flipped open my blanket, and there lies the source of the 'problem'... a broken bowl with instant noodles and a mess on the bedsheet and blanket!

Boy, was I mad! I was so furious that I took a clothes hanger, charged straight at my child who was happily playing with his toy, and give him a good spanking! He merely cried but not asking for mercy, except a short explanation:

"Dad, I was hungry and there wasn't anymore leftover rice. But you were not back yet, hence I wanted to cook some instant noodles. But I remembered you reminding me not to touch or use the gas stove without any adults around, hence I turned on the shower and used the hot water from the bathroom to cook the noodles. One is for you and the other is for me. However, I was afraid that the noodles will turn cold, so I hid it under the blanket to keep it warm till you return. But I forgot to remind you 'cos I was playing with my toys...I am sorry Dad..."

At that moment, tears were starting to run down my cheeks...but I didn't want my son to see his dad crying so I dashed into the bathroom and cried with the shower head on to mask my cries. After that episode, I went towards my son to give him a tight hug and applied medication on him, while coaxing him to sleep. Then, it was time to clear up the mess on the bed. When everything was done and well past midnight, I passed my son's room, and saw that he was still crying, not from the pain on his little buttock, but from looking at the photograph of his beloved mummy.

A year has passed since the episode, I have tried, in this period, to focus on giving him both the love of his dad and mum, and to attend to most of his needs. And soon, he is turning seven, and will be graduating from kindergarten. Fortunately, the incident did not leave a lasting impression on his childhood memories and he is still happily growing
up.

However, not so long ago, I hit my boy again, with much regret. This time, his kindergarten teacher called, informing me of my son's absence from school. I took off early from work and went home, expecting him to explain. But he wasn't to be found, so I went around our house, calling out his name and eventually found him outside a stationery shop, happily playing computer games. I was fuming, brought him home and whack the hell out of him. He did not retaliate, except to say, 'I am sorry, Dad'. But after much probing, I realized that it was a 'Talent Show' organized by
his school and the invite is for every student's mummy. And that was the reason for his absence as he has no mummy.....

Few days after the caning, my son came home to tell me, the kindergarten has recently taught him how to read and write. Since then, he has kept to himself and stayed in his room to practise his writing, which I am sure, would make my wife proud, if she was still around. 'cos he makes me proud too!

Time passes by very quickly, and soon another year has passed. It's winter, and its Christmas time. Everywhere the christmas spirit is in every passer-by...Christmas carols and frantic shoppers....but alas, my son got into another trouble. When I was about to knock off from the day's work, the post office called. Due to the peak season, the post master was also on an edgy mood. He called to tell me that my son has attempted to post several letters with no addressee. Although I did make a promise never to hit my son again, I couldn't help but to hit him as I feel that this child of mine is really beyond control. Once again, as before, he apologized, ' I'm sorry, Dad' and no additional reason to explain. I pushed him towards a corner, went to the post office to collect the letters with no addressee and came home, and angrily questioned my son on his prank, during this time of the year.

His answer, amidst his sobbing, was : The letters were for Mummy. My eyes grew teary, but I tried to control my emotions and continued to ask him: " But why did u post so many letters, at one time?" My son's reply was: " I have been writing to mummy for a long time, but each time I reach out for the post box, it was too high for me, hence I was not able to post the letters. But recently, when I went back to the postbox, I could reach it and I sent it all at once..."

After hearing this, I was lost. Lost at not knowing what to do, what to say... I told my son, " Son, mummy is in the heavenly kingdom, so in future, if you have anything to tell her, just burn the letter and it will reach mummy. My son, on hearing this, was much pacified and calm, and soon after, he was sleeping soundly. On promising that I will burn the
letters on his behalf, I brought the letters outside, but couldnt help opening the letter before they turn to ash.

And one of the letters broke my heart....

Dear Mummy,

I miss you so much! Today, there was a 'Talent Show' in school, and the school invited all mothers for the show. But you are not around, so I did not want to participate as well. I did not tell Dad about it as I was afraid that Dad would start to cry and miss you all over again.

Dad went around looking for me, but in order to hide my sadness, I sat in front of the computer and started playing games at one of the shops. Dad was furious, and he couldn't help it but scolded and hit me, but I did not tell him the real reason. Mummy, everyday I see Dad missing you and whenever he think of you, he is so sad and often hide and cry in his room.

I think we both miss you very very much. Too much for our own good I think. But Mummy, I am starting to forget your face. Can you please appear in my dreams so that I can see your face and remember you? I heard that if you fall asleep with the photograph of the person whom you miss, you will see the person in your dreams. But mummy, why haven't you appeared?

After reading the letter, I cant stop sobbing. 'cos I can never replace the irreplaceable gap left behind by my wife....

比较

比较…

才会有竞争…

竞争…

才会有压力…

压力…

是前进的推动力…

推动力…

考好成绩的主要…

NO limitation of help

别烦我

就只要那一种感觉…

那一个人的感觉…

什么都不要理…

什么都不知道…

什么都不要懂…

什么都不想烦…

什么人都不见…

别烦我！

谢谢…

green living tipS

http://www.greenlivingtips.com/

come on everyone..

knw more about enviroment ya..

protect our enviroment together..

n_nv

友谊

今天又再一次…

被妈咪逼去收拾房间了…

呜呜～很懒啦…

无意间…

发现了一张发黄的新年卡…

（好像小学作文叻…哈哈）

当我看到送卡人的名字…

吃惊了一下…

在我印象中…

我不记得这张卡的存在…

字句里…

可以感受得到…

那时候我们很好的关系…

那一年…

虽然我们同班，却陌生…

下一年…

是我现在怀念的姐妹情…

再一年…

因为不同班，情意淡了…

这一年…

相信已找不回当年的情…

字句里…

可以image得到…

她那开朗的性格…

但现在…

相信她正因某些事情…

而烦恼着…

我却不知道…

曾经的姐妹情意

因为分开

而淡了

甚至

没了

原来

友谊

也只不过是经不起考验

的家伙

赌场

今天咱们班的出席人数是…

全班的一半加一位…

咔咔…

共有5节科…

大概2小时半的时间…

都是空闲的！！

或者…

对于少数热爱MM的同鞋们…

就少了半小时的时间来玩啦…

而我…

就是少数中的例外啦…

意思是说…

我去LAB上MM节了…

但是我并不喜欢MM…

语闭～

报告一下…

在空闲时间…

同鞋们都成了赌鬼赌佬赌婆赌小孩…

锄〖大地】的锄【大地〗…

玩〖乌龟】的玩〖乌龟〗…

爱〖钓鱼】的去【钓鱼〗…

哈哈…

我当然也玩了一份啦…

云顶de赌场…

澳门de赌场…

都出现在TP了啦～

哈哈…

每个人手上拿的是UNO…

却没有人真的在玩UNO…

还有…

大胆地…

勇敢地…

光明正大地…

拿着真正的扑克牌在玩…

哈哈…

没办法…

这就是咱们[4S2]…

嫁

男人總是強調自己的「夢想」，女人擇男也有個人條件。比如男的要有前途、要成熟、要疼妳……
嫁給哪種男人比較好？比較不會痛罵自己瞎了眼睛？讓我們一個個看過來：

嫁給有錢的男人
食有魚，出有車，豪華別墅，錦衣麗服，珠圍翠繞，暗香瀰漫，這種日子應該很不錯的吧？可是，男人掙錢需要時間和精力，有錢的男人不是錙銖必較的商人，就是忙於應酬的權貴。
商人的腦子裡充滿利益，每天算計投入和產出，缺乏溫馨。許多年前的那個江州司馬早已看透了這種男人的本質－－重利輕別離。
權貴男人的腦子裡充滿關係，每天衡量著該和誰近，該和誰遠，缺乏柔情。有錢的男人往往沒時間，會將女人冷落一邊。嫁給這種男人的女人，等於嫁給電視機，嫁給美容院，要忍受長久的精神上的空虛，空有一份表面上的華麗，內心的苦澀有誰知道？

嫁給帥哥
顯然是自取滅亡。帥哥就算有心一生只愛你一人，也頂不住別的女人不管不顧的愛心奉獻。帥哥長的帥，艷遇來的快，快的叫你斬不盡殺不絕，春風吹又生，然後你的婚姻就成了一場你方唱罷我登場的鬧劇。

嫁給有閒的男人
每天都有人陪伴，他事情很少，記性好，你們的結婚紀念日，甚至你的生日，他都會記得一清二楚。他每天按時回家，還做得一手好菜，願意陪你逛商場，很會教育孩子。你每天生活在他的包圍之中，應該了無遺憾了吧？不，這種男人往往能力有限，沒有很多的錢，你必須千辛萬苦和他一起打拼，才能獲得一份溫飽生活。
看到別的女人養尊處優，年過四十依然面容姣美，十指纖纖，而你年紀輕輕，已經皮膚粗糙，玉手變形，就會不甘心－－別人怎麼能嫁個「鑽石男人」，自己怎麼嫁了個破銅爛鐵？

嫁給會說甜言蜜語的男人
你的心情會格外舒暢，這種男人聰明心細，善於發現女人的美。你換了一個髮型，換了一件衣服，甚至換了一種牌子的口紅，他都會及時發現，並馬上讚美。他會別出心裁地誇獎你透明的耳垂，誇獎你渾圓的腳踝，你會在這種被人欣賞的感覺中陶醉－－因為有些美你自己都未發現。
可是，你應該清醒一下，這種男人也很善於發現除了你之外的其他女人 的美。他會把甜言蜜語說給很多女人聽，你甚至都不知道你是第幾個聽到他甜言蜜語的人。這種男人很危險，一不小心就會在外面豎起幾面「彩旗」，在情感上與別人「分一杯羹」，你會內心充滿痛苦和恥辱的。

嫁給樸實拙訥的男人
你儘管可以放心，他對你忠心耿耿，毫無二心，對身邊擦肩而過的美女絕對可以目不斜視。可是，這種男人往往遲鈍得可怕，你換了一雙新款的鞋子一周了，他都沒有發現；你問他塗粉色指甲油好還是淺紫色指甲油好，他通常會一臉茫然。
嫁給這種缺乏情趣的男人，你會覺得自己的女性之美形同虛設。

嫁給才子
這事怎麼說呢？先把才子分為出人頭地懷才不遇兩種。前者的各種翹楚有徐志摩、郁達夫，他們的愛情婚姻都轟動一時，可是結果不甚美妙。才子佳人的組合太旖旎，就會折福。懷才不遇的才子最好別嫁，嫁了也是陪他一起譴責上蒼無眼、小人當道、時運不濟。懷才不遇者都有股怨氣，怨的久了、深了，人也就陰暗了。別叫我找實例，因為他們都已被殘酷的生活所埋沒。

嫁給專業人士
好像不錯，比如律師醫生，婚後遇到什麼事情都有人護航。這類人較有素質，一般不會發生秀才遇見兵有理說不清的悲劇。可他們通常都很忙，半夜要出診，假期不見人，而且可能不浪漫，有一種嚴謹的職業病，把你一個人困在婚姻裡哀嚎。

嫁給教師
他們很難有陞遷機會，不大會給你驚喜。其工作方式就是從低年級向高年級爬，然後直線下跌，週而復始，樂此不疲。他們的優點是每年會有三個月可以做家庭婦男，並且免費為子女做家庭教師。

<後記>：
你也許會說，嫁給既有錢又有閒，既有情趣又有忠貞不渝的男人，肯定不會後悔。
是這樣的，但是，世間沒有這麼完美的男人。
即使有，我們也配不上－－因為我們自身不夠完美。
因此，嫁給誰都後悔，剛好就好，我們只能守著一份凡俗的婚姻，
誰都不能倖免－－因為我們都是有缺點的人。
這很無奈，但這就是生活。

习惯了

习惯了你的陪伴

习惯了你的关心

习惯了你的责骂

习惯了你的照顾

习惯了你的温柔

习惯了你的笑容

习惯了你的甜蜜

习惯了你的疼爱

习惯了有你的习惯

习惯了有你在的日子

习惯了…

不想再适应…

答应我…

不离开，好吗？

中秋节

09年10月3日

星期六

今年的中秋…

没有怎样庆祝…

就只是大家回来吃餐便饭…

8.++就和堂哥一起去TC了…

咔咔…却是大概9点才到… =.=

DEAR应该等了很久吧…

sorry 了…嘻嘻…

我还是到了啊…啦啦啦～

这次的约会…

可也是上过天堂下过地狱的叻…

我不想错过也…

珍惜…我会的！n_nv

paiseh的说…

这是我第一次去海边庆祝中秋节也…

因为平时爸爸妈咪都不让我出夜街的…

乖乖女吗～哈哈…

也是第一次和DEAR去海边…

嘻嘻… *^.^*

超过一次第一次叻…

坐在海边…

吹着海风…

再怎样冷…

都因为拥抱，而温暖…

要是这一刻停留…

会是那么的美好…

中秋节有许愿的吗？？

不管了…

就许个吧…

希望…希望还可以和DEAR度过很多个中秋节…

不过份吧… 嘻嘻…

我爱你 ♥

抱歉的说…

我今天又来一次重色轻友了…

没办法…

DEAR永远在第一位…

呵呵 xD

sorry 啦…

巧合的说…

今天也是荣强的生日也…

祝你生日快乐～～

再祝你快高长大～～

咔咔…

我不配

你的伤心…

你的难处…

你的烦恼…

你的问题…

你的忧愁…

我不知道…

我不了解…

突然间…

想起那首歌…

我不配