tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72607874381952047902011-08-03T03:02:38.719+08:00I like my blog blog...pingzaihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07321071109039552125noreply@blogger.comBlogger81100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7260787438195204790.post-35065859611426803982010-04-24T01:05:00.003+08:002010-04-24T01:46:12.073+08:00我又回来了~~<br />拼完了我的FINAL~~<br />23-4-2010...<br />一坐下来就像复印机，把notes写的东西通通印在answersheet上...<br />就这样马不停蹄的“印”了三粒钟...<br />可怜的手颤抖着，摇晃着，飙着汗...<br />又坐在阳光普照的风水位=="...<br />复印机连续print三粒钟都会烧掉啦~~<br />更何况是血肉之躯 ='(... 还要晒太阳...<br />墨水被抽干后立刻扑在桌子上...瘫痪...<br />最开心的时刻即将来临...<br />"去cheras打球"yeah~~ wuhuu~~<br />管他的...累照打，打球就是爽...<br />6pm... pong pong pong... 9.30pm~~<br />就这样三粒钟半...<br />回到家准备煮菜~~<br />但是很累,还是要煮^^...<br />一菜，一豆腐，一蘑菇，<br />就feed饱我肚子...<br />但是现在饿了=="...<br />刚刚下完雨，很爽...<br />刚刚考完试，很爽...<br />刚刚打完球，很爽...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7260787438195204790-3506585961142680398?l=pingzai90.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pingzaihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07321071109039552125noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7260787438195204790.post-5319529486420749712009-10-01T20:10:00.011+08:002009-10-01T21:17:44.538+08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84EFeqat-Oo/SsSqpWYdPwI/AAAAAAAAAB8/6yvc7TE3bzU/s1600-h/angel.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387618681601474306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 179px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84EFeqat-Oo/SsSqpWYdPwI/AAAAAAAAAB8/6yvc7TE3bzU/s320/angel.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ffcc33;">一个月??</span><br /><span style="color:#ffcc33;">两个月??</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ffcc33;">X个月??</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ffcc33;">我没动你了...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ffcc33;">虽然大佬一直催我...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ffcc33;">我仍然无动于衷...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ffcc33;">现在, 我回来了...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ffcc33;">在你的脸上刻上我的心情...</span></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">雨后的水雾,朦胧了我的视野;</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">虽然雨过天晴,却被水雾笼罩着;</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">是否会有彩虹的出现??</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">还是只剩下挥散不去的阴沉??</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">虽然雨水净化了我的内心,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">却也留下了一滩水雾,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">很模糊,很模糊...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">朦胧中的倩影,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">映射出微微发亮的天使...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">朦胧中你无比的美丽,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">黑暗中你温柔的光芒,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">追随着,感慨着,惊叹着,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">却完全赶不上那背影,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">仿佛随手可得,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">却始终无法触碰,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">那回头的微笑...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">最让人无法忘怀...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">想要把你叫住,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">却怎样叫也叫不出口,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">天使般的背影缓缓的将翅膀展开...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">轻快的拍一拍那双翼,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">飞向梦幻国度...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">却也离我远去,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">让我独守孤寂...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">让我温暖</span><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">引导我的光随着你的消失而消失,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">四周渐渐的暝暗...</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">我,迷失了......</span></div><br /><div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7260787438195204790-531952948642074971?l=pingzai90.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pingzaihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07321071109039552125noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7260787438195204790.post-82990571533559554502009-08-12T22:34:00.002+08:002009-08-12T23:11:46.662+08:00唉!有点不知道要写什么...<br />现在考着试...<br />逼自己读书有点过意不去...<br />不读书又心里不安...<br />有点空虚又有点轻浮...<br />FOM 考试的前一天，<br />打机打到半夜，<br />今天考试考到很累，<br />写字写到手酸，<br />出来了都不知道考了什么...<br />在巴刹毫无目的走着，<br />cincai买了一些东东来吃...<br />回到来关在厕所...<br />迟迟出不来...<br />终于，虚脱的爬了出来...<br />肚子奇怪的蠕动着...<br />唉...由得它蠕吧...<br />毕竟，躺在床上是最爽的...<br />哈哈，我不知道我要表达什么...<br />就当作是我今天的日记吧...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7260787438195204790-8299057153355955450?l=pingzai90.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pingzaihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07321071109039552125noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7260787438195204790.post-57857250681956301812009-07-25T19:38:00.012+08:002009-07-26T12:38:25.689+08:00<span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color:#ccffff;"><blockquote><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color:#ccffff;"></span></span></blockquote><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><em><strong>一</strong></em></span></span><span style="font-size:130%;">个无意的问好... </span></div><div align="center"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#ccffff;"><strong><em>两</em></strong></span>份炽热的感觉... </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;">追随着她<span style="color:#ccffff;"><strong><em>一</em></strong></span>个人的脚步... </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-size:180%;">却出现了<span style="color:#ccffff;"><strong><em>两</em></strong></span>个人的背影...</span> </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">第<span style="color:#ccffff;"><strong><em>三</em></strong></span>者无意的介入...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">你却“<span style="color:#ccffff;"><strong><em>四</em></strong></span>”而不见...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">说话癫<span style="color:#ccffff;"><strong><em>三</em></strong></span>倒<span style="color:#ccffff;"><strong><em>四</em></strong></span>的我期待着...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">能让你问上<span style="color:#ccffff;"><strong><em>五六</em></strong></span>句的关怀...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">我的心里已<span style="color:#ccffff;"><strong><em>七</em></strong></span>上<span style="color:#ccffff;"><strong><em>八</em></strong></span>下着...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">期待的心情已收拾得<span style="color:#ccffff;"><strong><em>七七八八</em></strong></span>...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">你迅捷的脚步也已离我<span style="color:#ccffff;"><strong><em>九</em></strong></span>条街...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">杂乱的心里<span style="color:#ccffff;"><strong><em>十</em></strong></span>分想念着...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">希望“<span style="color:#ccffff;"><strong><em>九</em></strong></span>”未见到的你...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">有着<span style="color:#ccffff;"><strong><em>十</em></strong></span>全<span style="color:#ccffff;"><strong><em>十</em></strong></span>美的快乐...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7260787438195204790-5785725068195630181?l=pingzai90.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pingzaihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07321071109039552125noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7260787438195204790.post-48943214480819623552009-07-07T16:12:00.005+08:002009-07-07T17:01:37.596+08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84EFeqat-Oo/SlMFY3rQRTI/AAAAAAAAABQ/cXKh7obpxoY/s1600-h/MJ.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355630306694022450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 443px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 204px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84EFeqat-Oo/SlMFY3rQRTI/AAAAAAAAABQ/cXKh7obpxoY/s320/MJ.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center">King of Pop~~MJ</div><div align="center">独特的舞姿，炫亮的手套，优雅的coat,有型的牛仔帽...</div><div align="center">干净利落的动作，配上撩人心玄的Moonwalk...</div><div align="center">曾几何时有多少人昏迷于这Moonwalker上...</div><div align="center">如今都已成了传奇...</div><div align="center">台上洛丽的演出，台下风狂的欢呼...</div><div align="center">也都成了人们值得怀念的幕景...</div><div align="center">MJ将皮肤漂白也, 映了当时社会的discrimination...</div><div align="center">但MJ在我们心中是无可取代的...</div><div align="center">“管他黑猫白猫，会抓老鼠的猫就是好猫”</div><div align="center">不管你是什么背景，你永远是legend...</div><div align="center">你的舞将永远被留传...</div><div align="center">你的道路坎坷，也许命运注定...<br />相信PoP King之誉不负众望...</div><div align="center">好好的安息吧!!Micheal Jackson...</div><div><br /></div><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7260787438195204790-4894321448081962355?l=pingzai90.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pingzaihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07321071109039552125noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7260787438195204790.post-29791474292136192902009-06-29T18:17:00.005+08:002009-06-29T19:26:21.325+08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84EFeqat-Oo/SkikqaBVTUI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tD47qQvlP0A/s1600-h/%E5%8F%89%E7%83%A7.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352709205576207682" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 209px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_84EFeqat-Oo/SkikqaBVTUI/AAAAAAAAAAU/tD47qQvlP0A/s320/%E5%8F%89%E7%83%A7.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>23/6...</div><br /><div>19 年前的今天我呱呱坠地...</div><br /><div>熟悉的那双受已满是伤痕...</div><br /><div>温柔的抚慰着那狂喷眼泪的我...</div><br /><div>如今我已19了...</div><br /><div>妈妈仍然把我小孩般照顾...</div><br /><div>也许在她心里不想我长大...</div><br /><div>不想我离开太远...</div><br /><div>偶尔回到家,不经意的一句“妈，我回来了。”</div><br /><div>妈妈双眼内掩遮不住地感动，我能感受...</div><br /><div>无论你是否超重还是肥了，都是那句：</div><br /><div>“做么你越吃越瘦”...(我无言)</div><br /><div>然后厨房开始冒烟，炒菜的声音夹杂着轻微的咳嗽...</div><br /><div>当晚餐上桌时，第一个被崔的人总是我,连老豆都不理...</div><br /><div>一碗全家都喝不完的汤摆在我面前...</div><br /><div>我妈尽然要我喝完!!阿妈，我不是水桶叻!!</div><br /><div>你的关心，你的照顾，无私的奉献...</div><br /><div>尽然投入一块“叉烧”里...</div><br /><div>管他叉不叉烧的，味调得好不好，煮到够不够熟，</div><br /><div>放进嘴巴也不是猪肉一块...</div><br /><div>但我这块叉烧不仅仅能填饱肚子，还能满足食欲叻!!</div><br /><div>妈，谢谢你的调味，谢谢你的烹调!!</div><br /><div>我这块叉烧也会有人懂得珍惜!!</div><br /><div><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffccff;">感谢你——Mummy!!</span></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7260787438195204790-2979147429213619290?l=pingzai90.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pingzaihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07321071109039552125noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7260787438195204790.post-37434432170635800892009-06-24T14:21:00.007+08:002009-06-24T15:19:57.096+08:00<div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">中华的九十周年...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">锦平的十九周年...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">我就酱被骗了...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">身创的背影...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">那无比熟悉的面孔...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">无忧的笑容...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">仿佛回到老家...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">走着走着...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">踏进了一间...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">陪我度过那统考的煎熬...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">最熟悉的自修课室...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">我豪无保留的躺在...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">那不可能在那出现的椅子...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">凉风轻拂使我摊开双手...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">朦胧中白衣天使似呼对我微笑...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">笑着笑着，忽然露出了獠牙...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">水管般的针管...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">无奈的往我脆弱的手肘钻...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">红色的液体直泵入袋里...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">被染红的水管颤抖着...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">染红的水袋暇玩于天使手中...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">倒留的液体咆嚎着...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">笨笨的我喘息着...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">终於那针管抛弃了我...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">等待下一个猎物的到来...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">一包350ml的红色液体...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">造就了我15小时的睡眠...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">第一次就流血了...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">下次是否还会流呢?</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">难道处男也会流血??</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">会不会失血过多呢???</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff99;">他妈的把血还给我!!</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7260787438195204790-3743443217063580089?l=pingzai90.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pingzaihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07321071109039552125noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7260787438195204790.post-36427549875700909672009-06-14T16:54:00.013+08:002009-06-14T19:40:16.550+08:00<div align="left"><br /></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:130%;">Tis topic suggested by yi sheng....<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84EFeqat-Oo/SjTL91d5QII/AAAAAAAAAAM/xE9QfTSqNWg/s1600-h/DSC01012.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347122920780546178" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 260px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_84EFeqat-Oo/SjTL91d5QII/AAAAAAAAAAM/xE9QfTSqNWg/s320/DSC01012.jpg" border="0" /></a></span></div><div align="left"><br /></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:130%;">Once upon a nite</span></div><div align="left"><br /></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:130%;">I hav been fool by a gang of ma lat lou</span></div><div align="left"><br /></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:130%;">The leader is Soya, my dai lou...</span></div><div align="left"><br /></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:130%;">At the las nite at my 2nd home...</span></div><div align="left"><br /></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:130%;">Duno y they gt me a 菜!!</span></div><div align="left"><br /></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:130%;">I already said i oni eat meat bt them stil stuck the菜 into my mouth!! </span></div><div align="left"><br /></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:130%;">When the 菜 put into ur mouth y no jz bite it??</span></div><div align="left"><br /></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:130%;">All the kid story sure wil gt happy ending bt mine story little bei <strong>charm~~</strong></span></div><div align="left"><br /></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:130%;">After a while we dint keep in touch for a bit few month</span></div><div align="left"><br /></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:130%;">The horrible thg happened...</span></div><div align="left"><br /></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:130%;">I bac 2 the place we meet 4 some reason...wif some ma lat lou</span></div><div align="left"><br /></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:130%;">The stall tat we alw been thr,</span></div><div align="left"><br /></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:130%;">The uncle n aunty stil 笑容依旧...</span></div><div align="left"><br /></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:130%;">The soya drink stil sweet,</span></div><div align="left"><br /></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:130%;">Ur image oso sweet at my mind,</span></div><div align="left"><br /></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:130%;">Suddenly, the most terrible screen appear in front of me...</span></div><div align="left"><br /></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:130%;">The sweet turn 2 bitter,</span></div><div align="left"><br /></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:130%;">She is wif another stanger...</span></div><div align="left"><br /></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:130%;">Suddenly,</span></div><div align="left"><br /></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:130%;">我的心痛痛痛进心里!!<br />那些bet bet笑不停,<br />从学校笑到我KS的家里,</span></div><div align="left"><br /></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:130%;">他们还是笑不停!!</span></div><div align="left"><br /></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:130%;">I jz wana say these sentense 4 the stanger</span></div><div align="left"><br /></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffccff;"><strong>"他妈的抢9我的菜!!"</strong></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7260787438195204790-3642754987570090967?l=pingzai90.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pingzaihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07321071109039552125noreply@blogger.com4