<?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-235547713266477302</id><updated>2012-02-16T17:26:15.910+08:00</updated><category term='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I1Qjyp6UEyI/S2_-KfbjxYI/AAAAAAAAAFk/yiK3w4iNJOY/s200/n72837520357_2666767_2172414.jpg'/><title type='text'>Angels haven</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/235547713266477302/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646293172436082275</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/-hp9YAmpOvPU/TpzqG3UygXI/AAAAAAAAALM/0HaYWgoYMB4/s220/IMG_0054.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>66</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-235547713266477302.post-1959274731185757063</id><published>2012-01-08T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T21:11:14.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>故事。</title><content type='html'>她，遇见了他。&lt;div&gt;被他深深地吸引。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;还没开始恋情时，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;她犹豫，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;因为他有一个她不喜欢的动作。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;当时，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;她天真地以为，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;会有一天，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;他会为了她改变...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;时间飞逝，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;她失望，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;因为他并没有为了她改变。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;她流泪，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;她心酸，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;她醒悟了。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;世界上，别人不一定会为了你的付出而回报，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;甚至，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;把你的付出当作理所当然。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/235547713266477302-1959274731185757063?l=nicole080.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/feeds/1959274731185757063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=235547713266477302&amp;postID=1959274731185757063' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/235547713266477302/posts/default/1959274731185757063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/235547713266477302/posts/default/1959274731185757063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-post.html' title='故事。'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646293172436082275</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/-hp9YAmpOvPU/TpzqG3UygXI/AAAAAAAAALM/0HaYWgoYMB4/s220/IMG_0054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-235547713266477302.post-8781894559881837692</id><published>2011-12-01T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T21:04:42.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Promise? Shit?</title><content type='html'>A promise is only a piece of shit if it was said but not done.&lt;div&gt;Sometimes, people use " promise " as a weapon,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a weapon to shut others up,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a weapon to shows that they are actually " care " ,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and always..they give others fake hope..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;by making promise which they know they couldn't make it,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and even worse, they will not even remember they have made such promise before.&lt;/div&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/235547713266477302-8781894559881837692?l=nicole080.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/feeds/8781894559881837692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=235547713266477302&amp;postID=8781894559881837692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/235547713266477302/posts/default/8781894559881837692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/235547713266477302/posts/default/8781894559881837692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/2011/12/promise-shit.html' title='Promise? Shit?'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646293172436082275</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/-hp9YAmpOvPU/TpzqG3UygXI/AAAAAAAAALM/0HaYWgoYMB4/s220/IMG_0054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Hokkaido, Japan</georss:featurename><georss:point>43.06461470000001 141.3468074</georss:point><georss:box>40.97916670000001 137.8297534 45.15006270000001 144.8638614</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-235547713266477302.post-3779974547071495075</id><published>2011-11-10T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T23:12:55.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>改变</title><content type='html'>原来，伤心地痛哭，是会让人肚子饿的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;从现在起，&lt;br /&gt;我会是一个全新的我，&lt;br /&gt;为了我们能开心地走下去。&lt;br /&gt;希望，我们能一起努力。&lt;br /&gt;加油。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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/&gt;because i always have my smile on my face..&lt;br /&gt;its like everything is good and it makes them comfortable..&lt;br /&gt;thats why now, they actually worried about me..&lt;br /&gt;because they hardly see my smile nowadays...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz...&amp;nbsp;I actually also tried to figure out whats wrong with me...&lt;br /&gt;Too many things to worry?&lt;br /&gt;I guess so...&lt;br /&gt;and emo led to bad temper...&lt;br /&gt;which i don like it...&lt;br /&gt;haiz..&lt;br /&gt;sometime i just felt like i am not me..&lt;br /&gt;i am lost....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/235547713266477302-5985175711931374809?l=nicole080.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/feeds/5985175711931374809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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what..&lt;br /&gt;those words, for me, is not a joke.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/235547713266477302-4471458441484016461?l=nicole080.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/feeds/4471458441484016461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=235547713266477302&amp;postID=4471458441484016461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/235547713266477302/posts/default/4471458441484016461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/235547713266477302/posts/default/4471458441484016461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-am-back.html' title='I am back!!'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646293172436082275</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/-hp9YAmpOvPU/TpzqG3UygXI/AAAAAAAAALM/0HaYWgoYMB4/s220/IMG_0054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-235547713266477302.post-3717745825036706488</id><published>2011-06-28T21:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T21:11:46.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meaningless.</title><content type='html'>"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;星期五去到你公司时，看到你的车子，真希望可以见到你。不管怎样，你也不可能拿走我对你的思念。"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;Just now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;someone send me this message..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;Honestly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;after i read the message,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;I got no feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;Because everything has changed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;When I was the one that care of the relationship,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;I was not appreciated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;That fella gave all kind of excuses,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;to leave me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;One thing I wanna tell that fella for one last time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;NO matter how,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Please don forget that you hurt me so bad last time.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;Please be thankful because now I accept you as a friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;Don make our friendship reach the stage where I am gonna block you from everything,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;so you will not able to see any update of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;When its the time you should appreciate, you didnt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;When the time you choose to give up,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;everything between you and me has gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;Totally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/235547713266477302-3717745825036706488?l=nicole080.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/feeds/3717745825036706488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=235547713266477302&amp;postID=3717745825036706488' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/235547713266477302/posts/default/3717745825036706488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/235547713266477302/posts/default/3717745825036706488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/2011/06/meaningless.html' title='Meaningless.'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646293172436082275</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/-hp9YAmpOvPU/TpzqG3UygXI/AAAAAAAAALM/0HaYWgoYMB4/s220/IMG_0054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-235547713266477302.post-1675258201948537752</id><published>2011-06-11T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T00:04:05.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>茫。然。</title><content type='html'>我好像，&lt;br /&gt;慢慢迷失了自己。&lt;br /&gt;我的生活，&lt;br /&gt;好像不一样了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好像，&lt;br /&gt;每天都在 Copy and Paste 我的生活步骤。&lt;br /&gt;每天重复着一样的东西。&lt;br /&gt;几乎每天，&lt;br /&gt;脑袋里有着同样的想法，&lt;br /&gt;担心着同样的东西，&lt;br /&gt;为了同一件事而耿耿于怀，&lt;br /&gt;喜怒无常。&lt;br /&gt;说真的，&lt;br /&gt;我害怕，&lt;br /&gt;这样的生活，&lt;br /&gt;我怕。&lt;br /&gt;怕我会慢慢失去自我，&lt;br /&gt;怕我会就这样安于现状，&lt;br /&gt;怕我就这样被磨灭了斗志，&lt;br /&gt;怕当初那坚持着的念头慢慢变得渺小，&lt;br /&gt;怕，一成不变。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好想念，&lt;br /&gt;我的朋友们。&lt;br /&gt;一起念书的日子，&lt;br /&gt;好快乐。&lt;br /&gt;无论怎样，&lt;br /&gt;我都不会是一个人...&lt;br /&gt;身在别个城市的你们，&lt;br /&gt;过得还好吗?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最近 Po 的文都是比较负面的，&lt;br /&gt;最近心情是比较低落。&lt;br /&gt;无奈...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;现在，&lt;br /&gt;已经是六月十一号了，&lt;br /&gt;倒数着两个重要的日子。&lt;br /&gt;两个改变我很多的日子。&lt;br /&gt;两个重要的决定。&lt;br /&gt;是欣喜的，&lt;br /&gt;是快乐的，&lt;br /&gt;我更愿意相信，&lt;br /&gt;是注定的。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/235547713266477302-1675258201948537752?l=nicole080.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/-hp9YAmpOvPU/TpzqG3UygXI/AAAAAAAAALM/0HaYWgoYMB4/s220/IMG_0054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-235547713266477302.post-7193553589667107560</id><published>2011-06-07T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T23:31:00.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confused.</title><content type='html'>I always heard of this sentence.. " You will never walk alone "..&lt;br /&gt;It sounds sweet, sounds supportive,&lt;br /&gt;but I don think it happens all the time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;I will never walk alone?&lt;br /&gt;I don't think so..&lt;br /&gt;Sometime,&lt;br /&gt;I am walking alone,&lt;br /&gt;and keep on looking back,&lt;br /&gt;to check is there anyone behind me who tried to chase me..near me..&lt;br /&gt;to check are you behind me...&lt;br /&gt;Sometime,&lt;br /&gt;I am happy because when I turn around, I see you there..&lt;br /&gt;But sometime i was disappointed..&lt;br /&gt;Because you are not there..and left me waiting....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or I should think another way..&lt;br /&gt;Maybe when people need me..&lt;br /&gt;I cant be there for them too..&lt;br /&gt;And so they will have the same feeling of mine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I am not alone, when I am with friends,&lt;br /&gt;I am an optimist, I like to smile and laugh,&lt;br /&gt;I always give positive comment and think positively..encouraging..&lt;br /&gt;But when I am alone..&lt;br /&gt;I change..&lt;br /&gt;Change to become a quiet and negative girl.&lt;br /&gt;Contradict.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon,&lt;br /&gt;I am gonna complete my first year service in current company..&lt;br /&gt;What I need to figure out &amp;nbsp;now is my goal of life..&lt;br /&gt;My future..&lt;br /&gt;Which path should I choose..&lt;br /&gt;For my first step in career life,&lt;br /&gt;I've chosen the path that is not commonly chose..&lt;br /&gt;Its time for me to consider of make some changes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck to me..and to the one that is reading this..&lt;br /&gt;Cheers~&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/235547713266477302-7193553589667107560?l=nicole080.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/-hp9YAmpOvPU/TpzqG3UygXI/AAAAAAAAALM/0HaYWgoYMB4/s220/IMG_0054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-235547713266477302.post-5886447590115350056</id><published>2011-05-26T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T21:33:05.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>无题。</title><content type='html'>爱情，就像糖果。&lt;br /&gt;当你沉醉在它的甜时，&lt;br /&gt;它却越来越渺小了...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你说对吗？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/235547713266477302-5886447590115350056?l=nicole080.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/feeds/5886447590115350056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=235547713266477302&amp;postID=5886447590115350056' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那感觉，&lt;br /&gt;有点痛..&lt;br /&gt;除了痛，&lt;br /&gt;就是错愕，&lt;br /&gt;和失望。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;曾经看着他出卖另一个朋友，&lt;br /&gt;当时也是一阵错愕，&lt;br /&gt;没想到，&lt;br /&gt;我就是下一个。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;看见他，&lt;br /&gt;我连最基本的微笑也做不出了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不明白，&lt;br /&gt;小事一桩，&lt;br /&gt;为什么要加盐加醋，&lt;br /&gt;把我说得好象十恶不赦的样子。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这个人，&lt;br /&gt;我看清了，&lt;br /&gt;彻底地看清。&lt;br /&gt;连带我身边的其他人，&lt;br /&gt;都为我觉得不忿。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我违规，&lt;br /&gt;我认。&lt;br /&gt;我改。&lt;br /&gt;可是为什么要在我改过了之后提起？&lt;br /&gt;而且还要加盐加醋。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;踏入社会，&lt;br /&gt;我又上了宝贵的一堂课。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;虽然现在他踩着我出风头，&lt;br /&gt;可能他觉得他很棒。&lt;br /&gt;事实上，&lt;br /&gt;他只是一个没有朋友的多面可怜虫！&lt;br /&gt;一条虚伪的假面虫..&lt;br /&gt;永远都得不到别人的尊敬。&lt;br /&gt;可悲...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/235547713266477302-4485878801795076009?l=nicole080.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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And it hurts..&lt;br /&gt;You say i should know you don like compare....&lt;br /&gt;But than you also should know that I don like to wait..&lt;br /&gt;Especially when I am waiting for nothing..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/235547713266477302-7187672137516004362?l=nicole080.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/feeds/7187672137516004362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=235547713266477302&amp;postID=7187672137516004362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/235547713266477302/posts/default/7187672137516004362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/235547713266477302/posts/default/7187672137516004362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/2011/05/06052011.html' title='06.05.2011'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646293172436082275</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/-hp9YAmpOvPU/TpzqG3UygXI/AAAAAAAAALM/0HaYWgoYMB4/s220/IMG_0054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-235547713266477302.post-1240027962222312700</id><published>2011-04-10T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T22:41:09.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>原谅我就是一个这样的女生</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pw5mYkIMtZM/TaHBEgDCT0I/AAAAAAAAAIY/YHr9r1RSY2U/s1600/IMG_0534.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pw5mYkIMtZM/TaHBEgDCT0I/AAAAAAAAAIY/YHr9r1RSY2U/s320/IMG_0534.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The time when i was still straight hair...  =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我..一个平凡女生..&lt;br /&gt;一个敏感，多愁善感的女生..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;生气的时候会哭，&lt;br /&gt;伤心的时候会哭，&lt;br /&gt;失望的时候会哭，&lt;br /&gt;无助的时候会哭，&lt;br /&gt;没人懂得的时候会哭，&lt;br /&gt;被欺骗会哭，&lt;br /&gt;被背叛会哭，&lt;br /&gt;听着歌，忆起往事，会哭，&lt;br /&gt;看感人的电视剧，会哭...&lt;br /&gt;我，就是这么一个容易掉泪的女生.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在陌生人面前，&lt;br /&gt;我很酷，&lt;br /&gt;常被别人误会我摆臭脸，&lt;br /&gt;其实，&lt;br /&gt;那是我保护自己的方程式..&lt;br /&gt;跟我熟络了，&lt;br /&gt;就可以知道，&lt;br /&gt;其实我也和很爱玩，&lt;br /&gt;我也喜欢和大家腻在一起，&lt;br /&gt;说笑玩乐，一起开怀大笑..&lt;br /&gt;说穿了，&lt;br /&gt;我也只不过是一个..&lt;br /&gt;害怕寂寞的人..&lt;br /&gt;不论外表再坚强，再独立，&lt;br /&gt;内里的我，&lt;br /&gt;害怕孤单，&lt;br /&gt;害怕被遗忘..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有时候的我，&lt;br /&gt;很固执，&lt;br /&gt;只要觉得想做的事，&lt;br /&gt;就会毫不犹豫地去做..&lt;br /&gt;当然，一切都在不伤天害理的大前提下..&lt;br /&gt;心情不好，&lt;br /&gt;手机关机，&lt;br /&gt;一个人驾车出去兜风..&lt;br /&gt;一个人去逛街，&lt;br /&gt;一个人去海边，&lt;br /&gt;一个人坐在咖啡厅..听音乐，思考..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我常常把钱花在食物上，&lt;br /&gt;比起其它的女生，&lt;br /&gt;很明显的我不会打扮自己，&lt;br /&gt;出门顶多化个淡妆，&lt;br /&gt;穿着悠闲，是蛮没有女人味的说..&lt;br /&gt;对于我，&lt;br /&gt;吃好吃的食物，&lt;br /&gt;快感与满足感远远胜于把自己打扮漂亮..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有时候的我会很懒，&lt;br /&gt;计划好的事情十七八九都没有按时进行..&lt;br /&gt;这是我最失败的地方..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我很喜欢音乐，&lt;br /&gt;我喜欢听歌，&lt;br /&gt;我喜欢唱歌，&lt;br /&gt;虽然没有天籁之音，&lt;br /&gt;可是我就是喜欢唱歌..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我常常想很多，&lt;br /&gt;这..有利也有弊..&lt;br /&gt;利，就是可以想到别人想不带的东西，&lt;br /&gt;弊，就是那让我自己很累..&lt;br /&gt;想太多，&lt;br /&gt;常常让我自己很累，&lt;br /&gt;想得多，&lt;br /&gt;担心就多，&lt;br /&gt;顾虑也多...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/235547713266477302-1240027962222312700?l=nicole080.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hp9YAmpOvPU/TpzqG3UygXI/AAAAAAAAALM/0HaYWgoYMB4/s220/IMG_0054.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pw5mYkIMtZM/TaHBEgDCT0I/AAAAAAAAAIY/YHr9r1RSY2U/s72-c/IMG_0534.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-235547713266477302.post-965081131083834106</id><published>2011-03-18T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T23:05:00.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I laughed.</title><content type='html'>Today..&lt;br /&gt;someone unexpected&lt;br /&gt;told me that he cant believe and cant understand..&lt;br /&gt;why I would attach to my current bf..&lt;br /&gt;The first reaction of mine after read the mail,&lt;br /&gt;I laughed.&lt;br /&gt;After that,&lt;br /&gt;I read again the mail,&lt;br /&gt;and I laugh again.&lt;br /&gt;Then I replied him,&lt;br /&gt;asking him what's the reason he said so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;No one is perfect in this world..&lt;br /&gt;Neither him..nor me..&lt;br /&gt;And that's the reason,&lt;br /&gt;I am satisfied with my current relationship..&lt;br /&gt;Undeniable,&lt;br /&gt;There are also arguments and tears in this relationship..&lt;br /&gt;But the joy and happiness,&lt;br /&gt;and also the feeling of being loved,&lt;br /&gt;all sorts of new experience and knowledge that he brought to me,&lt;br /&gt;neutralize every single negative thing in this relationship..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually,&lt;br /&gt;that person is not the first one who said that I shouldn't be with my current bf..&lt;br /&gt;But,&lt;br /&gt;No one knows what I really want, except me, myself..&lt;br /&gt;For me, he is the one I want..&lt;br /&gt;And so, I insist that,&lt;br /&gt;I have made a correct choice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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questions that I never ask before...&lt;br /&gt;and the most terrible thing is,&lt;br /&gt;I think in a negative way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not suppose to be like that...&lt;br /&gt;I used to be a girl that always think optimistically.. &lt;br /&gt;Bt then, recently, I really changed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to the person that wake me up...&lt;br /&gt;I will start to change...&lt;br /&gt;Back to the original Me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- AddThis Button BEGIN --&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a expr:name='data:post.title' expr:id='data:post.url' onmouseover='return addthis_open(this, "", this.id, this.name);' onmouseout='addthis_close()' onclick='return addthis_sendto()'&gt;&lt;img src="http://s7.addthis.com/static/btn/lg-share-en.gif" width="125" height="16" alt="Bookmark and Share" style="border:0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript" 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status...&lt;br /&gt;telling the world how they love their another half..&lt;br /&gt;and also wishing their friend to have a happy Vday...&lt;br /&gt;Today..&lt;br /&gt;the status is no longer just love sayings and also wishing,&lt;br /&gt;it started to change to what is their plan in this so called special day for couples..&lt;br /&gt;Photos of their outfit for the day,&lt;br /&gt;photos of the gifts that they prepared or received...&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy everything..&lt;br /&gt;By just sitting in front of my laptop..&lt;br /&gt;I've read many stories..&lt;br /&gt;Love stories of friends in my list...&lt;br /&gt;Another 5 hours ++,&lt;br /&gt;will end the day of valentine...&lt;br /&gt;everything back to normal,&lt;br /&gt;no flowers, no chocolates,&lt;br /&gt;maybe its a good things for guy..&lt;br /&gt;As most of them always crack their head to buy gifts for their another half..&lt;br /&gt;LOL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- AddThis Button BEGIN --&gt; 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me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;our plan for that night changed..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Suppose to spend the night with friends,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but in the end,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he brought me to Jonker walk,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then we have some walk at the river side..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and tried the River cruise..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel so peaceful..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we count down at the tower clock..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tong~ tong~ tong~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its 12am..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The start of 2011...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fire works is all around..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me and him..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Holding each others hand..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Year 2010..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've completed my degree..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Step into PSCDDM,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;start my working life..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fate brought us together..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You gave me special memories..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are so sweet..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and honestly..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you are so different..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I also changed,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to a " Me " that is different from before..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/235547713266477302-5007690100098021783?l=nicole080.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/feeds/5007690100098021783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=235547713266477302&amp;postID=5007690100098021783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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texas poker, he said: haiz, i got no 'love'. &lt;div&gt;Then I replied: Nevermind, I give u.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahaha..I love that conversation. LOL..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/235547713266477302-2630875639636174233?l=nicole080.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/feeds/2630875639636174233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=235547713266477302&amp;postID=2630875639636174233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/235547713266477302/posts/default/2630875639636174233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/235547713266477302/posts/default/2630875639636174233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/2010/11/20112010.html' title='20.11.2010'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646293172436082275</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/-hp9YAmpOvPU/TpzqG3UygXI/AAAAAAAAALM/0HaYWgoYMB4/s220/IMG_0054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-235547713266477302.post-8515574280286425026</id><published>2010-11-10T22:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T23:08:43.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Am I</title><content type='html'>Me..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am just a silly girl,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;who live in a simple but happy family,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;has not much worries in her studies,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and a little bit of sadness in the friendship,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;who have learned a lot in life,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the way of treating people..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The most important thing is,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I realize, this world is nothing but just&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Give and Take..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what goes around comes around..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As a daughter,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am trying my best,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to treat my parent well,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;financially I am nothing now,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but one day,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know I will be able to give them comfortable life..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I always try my best to obey to what my parent said,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as long as it is correct..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As a sister,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sometime maybe I am just too caring,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I think maybe I brought kind of stress to my little sister..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am sorry if I really did,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but what I advice you or do for you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is all for your own good..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As a friend,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmmm..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am not a grade A++ friend..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometime I will be lazy,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to hang out with friends,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to reply you guys messages/ calls,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to update with you all about me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or even to listening to you all about updates of you all,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe I never celebrate your birthday with you before,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but I am putting effort in not missing any birthday wishes &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on the birthday of you all..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As a girl friend,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nothing much to say..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he should be the one who write this paragraph for me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;although I don't even know will he read this post,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or when only he will read this post..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;To be continued.....   &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&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/235547713266477302-8515574280286425026?l=nicole080.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/feeds/8515574280286425026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=235547713266477302&amp;postID=8515574280286425026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/235547713266477302/posts/default/8515574280286425026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/235547713266477302/posts/default/8515574280286425026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/2010/11/who-am-i.html' title='Who Am I'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646293172436082275</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/-hp9YAmpOvPU/TpzqG3UygXI/AAAAAAAAALM/0HaYWgoYMB4/s220/IMG_0054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-235547713266477302.post-8453045985591160430</id><published>2010-11-05T01:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T01:35:01.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我，是水做的</title><content type='html'>当我很想大哭一场，&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;而又不想让家人担心，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我就会在我的电脑播放日剧 [ 恋空 ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;感人及悲伤的剧情，&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;是掩饰我的哭泣的最佳掩护..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/235547713266477302-8453045985591160430?l=nicole080.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/feeds/8453045985591160430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=235547713266477302&amp;postID=8453045985591160430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/235547713266477302/posts/default/8453045985591160430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/235547713266477302/posts/default/8453045985591160430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-post_05.html' title='我，是水做的'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646293172436082275</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/-hp9YAmpOvPU/TpzqG3UygXI/AAAAAAAAALM/0HaYWgoYMB4/s220/IMG_0054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-235547713266477302.post-3846455130187884781</id><published>2010-10-31T15:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T01:00:31.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember When..</title><content type='html'>Remember When…by Alan Jackson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember when I was young and so were you&lt;br /&gt;and time stood still and love was all we knew&lt;br /&gt;You were the first, so was I&lt;br /&gt;We made love and then you cried&lt;br /&gt;Remember when&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember when we vowed the vows&lt;br /&gt;and walked the walk&lt;br /&gt;Gave our hearts, made the start, it was hard&lt;br /&gt;We lived and learned, life threw curves&lt;br /&gt;There was joy, there was hurt&lt;br /&gt;Remember when&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember when old ones died and new were born&lt;br /&gt;And life was changed, disassembled, rearranged&lt;br /&gt;We came together, fell apart&lt;br /&gt;And broke each other’s hearts&lt;br /&gt;Remember when&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember when the sound of little feet&lt;br /&gt;was the music&lt;br /&gt;We danced to week to week&lt;br /&gt;Brought back the love, we found trust&lt;br /&gt;Vowed we’d never give it up&lt;br /&gt;Remember when&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember when thirty seemed so old&lt;br /&gt;Now lookn’ back it’s just a steppin’ stone&lt;br /&gt;To where we are,&lt;br /&gt;Where we’ve been&lt;br /&gt;Said we’d do it all again&lt;br /&gt;Remember when&lt;br /&gt;Remember when we said when we turned gray&lt;br /&gt;When the children grow up and move away&lt;br /&gt;We won’t be sad, we’ll be glad&lt;br /&gt;For all the life we’ve had&lt;br /&gt;And we’ll remember when&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a nice song..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/235547713266477302-3846455130187884781?l=nicole080.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/feeds/3846455130187884781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=235547713266477302&amp;postID=3846455130187884781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/235547713266477302/posts/default/3846455130187884781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/235547713266477302/posts/default/3846455130187884781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/2010/10/remember-whenby-alan-jackson-remember.html' title='Remember When..'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646293172436082275</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/-hp9YAmpOvPU/TpzqG3UygXI/AAAAAAAAALM/0HaYWgoYMB4/s220/IMG_0054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-235547713266477302.post-8429626850791761222</id><published>2010-10-31T01:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T01:09:33.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>回忆</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;今早,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;把所有的旧回忆都丢了，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;丢的当儿,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;我哭了，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;不是不舍，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;那些回忆我绝不留恋，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;只是，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;昨天发生的一件事，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;让我的心好痛,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;把眼泪，从昨天，带到今天。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;现在，我把回忆都丢了，那你呢？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/235547713266477302-8429626850791761222?l=nicole080.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/feeds/8429626850791761222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=235547713266477302&amp;postID=8429626850791761222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/235547713266477302/posts/default/8429626850791761222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/235547713266477302/posts/default/8429626850791761222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-post.html' title='回忆'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646293172436082275</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/-hp9YAmpOvPU/TpzqG3UygXI/AAAAAAAAALM/0HaYWgoYMB4/s220/IMG_0054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-235547713266477302.post-5824830600946396280</id><published>2010-10-31T01:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T01:03:39.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'>121 Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(69, 51, 32); line-height: 22px; font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif;font-size:15px;"&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.2em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;121 Days..of joy..laughter..disagreements..tears..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.2em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;121 Days..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.2em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;The feeling is getting stronger..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.2em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;The love is growing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.2em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Maybe sometime I asked too much, and that makes u unhappy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.2em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;But for me, I don mind u ask,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.2em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;I don mind to tell u everything,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.2em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;as for me, I got nothing to hide,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.2em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;even about my past..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.2em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;I could tell you everything you wish to know..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.2em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Our life together still long way to go..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.2em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;There are still lots of curves waiting for us in our life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.2em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Just wish that we can hold our hand,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.2em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;and go through all the ups and down in the life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/235547713266477302-5824830600946396280?l=nicole080.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/feeds/5824830600946396280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=235547713266477302&amp;postID=5824830600946396280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/235547713266477302/posts/default/5824830600946396280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/235547713266477302/posts/default/5824830600946396280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/2010/10/121-days.html' title='121 Days'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646293172436082275</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/-hp9YAmpOvPU/TpzqG3UygXI/AAAAAAAAALM/0HaYWgoYMB4/s220/IMG_0054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-235547713266477302.post-856168879364709329</id><published>2010-10-24T01:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T01:19:08.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How are you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Today, was listening to music using my 酷狗 , when I scroll down the playlist,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;suddenly my eyes stop on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;this ---  [你最珍贵] ...Memories flashed back.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;I got a friend, who also like this song, he once said,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;my smile is the most valuable thing.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Well, we doesn't contact each other for some time already..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Just wanna know, How Are You? I hope you are doing fine there..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/235547713266477302-856168879364709329?l=nicole080.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/feeds/856168879364709329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=235547713266477302&amp;postID=856168879364709329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/235547713266477302/posts/default/856168879364709329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/235547713266477302/posts/default/856168879364709329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/2010/11/how-are-you.html' title='How are you?'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646293172436082275</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/-hp9YAmpOvPU/TpzqG3UygXI/AAAAAAAAALM/0HaYWgoYMB4/s220/IMG_0054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-235547713266477302.post-2208575288890230022</id><published>2010-10-24T01:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T01:15:42.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(｡◕‿◕｡) Him (｡◕‿◕｡)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-style: italic; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;He..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-style: italic; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;..is the one who told me that our relationship is based on trust..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-style: italic; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;..is the one who gave me the picture of ' Future '..and it looks true..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-style: italic; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;..is the one who surprised me during our first date..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-style: italic; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;..is the one who manipulating my emotion unintentionally..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-style: italic; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;..is the one who make me felt that I wanna be a better woman..for him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-style: italic; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;..is the one who taught me a lot of things..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-style: italic; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;..is the one who brought me think out of the box, because of the way he thinks, is always different..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-style: italic; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;..is the one, who always care for my future, and always suggest me what he think is good for me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-style: italic; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;..is the one who always deny what I say..haha..sometime it makes me mad..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-style: italic; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;..is the one whom I always said to him: I always love you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-style: italic; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;..is my Dear..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-style: italic; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-style: italic; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Dear..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-style: italic; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I don't care much about the past.. I hope you also the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-style: italic; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;What I care is about the future.. OUR future..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', 'Bitstream Charter', Times, serif; font-style: italic; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Lets build it..TOGETHER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/235547713266477302-2208575288890230022?l=nicole080.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/feeds/2208575288890230022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=235547713266477302&amp;postID=2208575288890230022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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my day..&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday didn’t have enough sleep,&lt;br /&gt;I am damn tired today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somemore,&lt;br /&gt;There is something bothering me for these few days..&lt;br /&gt;I got a lot of question mark&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know what I did wrongly,&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know what is going on,&lt;br /&gt;How come suddenly people treat me this way.&lt;br /&gt;I really doesn’t feel good,&lt;br /&gt;And I lost all my mood also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please be fair lah,&lt;br /&gt;If you hate someone,&lt;br /&gt;There must be a reason for that right?&lt;br /&gt;Does a friend will suddenly not happy with you out of nowhere?&lt;br /&gt;No…so, means she is not a true friend…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously need mille crepe to cheer me up now..&lt;br /&gt;Haiz…&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time I eat that?&lt;br /&gt;It was May…&lt;br /&gt;Omo…3 months ago…&lt;br /&gt;I miss mille crepe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually,&lt;br /&gt;I should be happy this week,&lt;br /&gt;Because this weekend will really be a great one,&lt;br /&gt;Although there will be nothing fancy,&lt;br /&gt;But I know this weekend will be filled with love..&lt;br /&gt;From my family, my friends, and him.&lt;br /&gt;But then until now,&lt;br /&gt;I still hvn’t have the happy mood yet…&lt;br /&gt;What a waste…&lt;br /&gt;A long awaited day is finally coming,&lt;br /&gt;But I welcome the day with this kind of shit mood..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, I still got friend,&lt;br /&gt;Whom is true to me.&lt;br /&gt;Without her companion,&lt;br /&gt;I already bored to dead during working hours..&lt;br /&gt;You know who you are.. **wink**   =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last month, I already received a very very early special gift&lt;br /&gt;From that true friend..&lt;br /&gt;The gift was from Taiwan..&lt;br /&gt;So touched..&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Nana~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, my mood is little bit better already now..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/235547713266477302-2813979724357100576?l=nicole080.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/feeds/2813979724357100576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=235547713266477302&amp;postID=2813979724357100576' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/235547713266477302/posts/default/2813979724357100576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/235547713266477302/posts/default/2813979724357100576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/2010/08/17082010.html' title='17.08.2010..'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646293172436082275</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/-hp9YAmpOvPU/TpzqG3UygXI/AAAAAAAAALM/0HaYWgoYMB4/s220/IMG_0054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-235547713266477302.post-4235102350577241348</id><published>2010-08-11T17:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T17:27:49.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sayonara~ MMU..</title><content type='html'>Ahha,&lt;br /&gt;I am suppose to post about my long awaited&lt;br /&gt;convo last week, but as asual.&lt;br /&gt;I a just too lazy..hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, lets start with my convo now..&lt;br /&gt;The morning of that day,&lt;br /&gt;me and my family left house before 5am,&lt;br /&gt;luckly we manage to reach cyberjaya just in time, i.e 7am&lt;br /&gt;Quikly go to final checking of smartcard,&lt;br /&gt;then go to Q up..&lt;br /&gt;I am just so excited..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After get into the room,&lt;br /&gt;Speeches, performances, and scroll giving session&lt;br /&gt;being carried on..&lt;br /&gt;I remember there was 1 guy,&lt;br /&gt;sang the song of "You raise me up"..&lt;br /&gt;I felt like crying that time..&lt;br /&gt;The song was dedicated to parents..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about the scroll giving,&lt;br /&gt;once again I felt like crying,&lt;br /&gt;its like finally I am here,&lt;br /&gt;after 3 years I spend in MMU,&lt;br /&gt;after so many ups and downs,&lt;br /&gt;finally I made it,&lt;br /&gt;I am officially a graduates now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the convo,&lt;br /&gt;I receive sms from someone,&lt;br /&gt;asking about how is the convo,&lt;br /&gt;how is my feeling that time,&lt;br /&gt;and told me how he wish he was there..&lt;br /&gt;Haha..&lt;br /&gt;Itz just sweet enough..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the ceremony,&lt;br /&gt;is photo session..&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to talk about it..&lt;br /&gt;Then i went to take my transcript,&lt;br /&gt;return the robe,&lt;br /&gt;get back my deposit,&lt;br /&gt;heading back to malacca..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sounds like very ordinary,&lt;br /&gt;but I am really happy on that day..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;There ends my chapter in MMU..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/235547713266477302-4235102350577241348?l=nicole080.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/feeds/4235102350577241348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=235547713266477302&amp;postID=4235102350577241348' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/235547713266477302/posts/default/4235102350577241348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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now,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;really good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know I am gonna continue to live my life well,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;working hard, to create my future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;August, 2010,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;will be the most special August in my life..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My birthday,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My convo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all in one!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/235547713266477302-8199548420081672394?l=nicole080.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/feeds/8199548420081672394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=235547713266477302&amp;postID=8199548420081672394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/235547713266477302/posts/default/8199548420081672394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/235547713266477302/posts/default/8199548420081672394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/2010/07/moving-on.html' title='Moving on'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646293172436082275</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/-hp9YAmpOvPU/TpzqG3UygXI/AAAAAAAAALM/0HaYWgoYMB4/s220/IMG_0054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-235547713266477302.post-243474713763527876</id><published>2010-07-10T14:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T14:56:58.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad employee =P</title><content type='html'>Guess what,&lt;br /&gt;now actually is my working hour,&lt;br /&gt;but,&lt;br /&gt;I am on-line-ing..curi curi on-line somemore..&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just too free lah..&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;waiting the time to leave..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suppose to attend a wedding ceremony tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;but,&lt;br /&gt;it has been canceled by the two hero and heroin.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well,&lt;br /&gt;it seems like the ceremony is not really important to them.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever,&lt;br /&gt;now it has been canceled,&lt;br /&gt;means I got more time to spend tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekend now has become my movie day..&lt;br /&gt;After 5 days of tiring working days,&lt;br /&gt;must relax during weekend.&lt;br /&gt;So mom,&lt;br /&gt;can please don't nagging about my frequent outing during weekend?&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;I am not doing anything bad,&lt;br /&gt;just go out for movie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its already 4 weeks..&lt;br /&gt;My time in panasonic..&lt;br /&gt;My life here could be more comfortable,&lt;br /&gt;if its without " Her ".&lt;br /&gt;The special her.&lt;br /&gt;My colleague would know who is that special " Her ".&lt;br /&gt;lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrite..&lt;br /&gt;Another 1 hour to go..&lt;br /&gt;Gambateh! =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/235547713266477302-243474713763527876?l=nicole080.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/-hp9YAmpOvPU/TpzqG3UygXI/AAAAAAAAALM/0HaYWgoYMB4/s220/IMG_0054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-235547713266477302.post-3583573364980059858</id><published>2010-07-03T11:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T12:02:25.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New life~</title><content type='html'>Its already 2 weeks from my last post...haha..I am just a lazy blogger.. =P&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm..Lets start with my job.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been working in Panasonic for 3 weeks..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time flies and its gonna be 1 month soon..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many things to learn, to cope with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometime I am just putting too much pressure on my self,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and it makes me tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I believe, I can do it well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Give me time and I will prove it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nice colleagues, nice boss, but too bad he is no longer my boss already..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is just like a brother, who treat me nice, as I am his sister.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He gave me advises, share his story with me,and we did chat alot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another 5 months and 1 week for me to go..hope that I can stay. =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry guys sometime i might be replying sms late, sometime i just forgotten,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sometime i am just too tired. =D So, dont be mad yah. Anything  can call me after 7pm if you get no reply from me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/235547713266477302-3583573364980059858?l=nicole080.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/feeds/3583573364980059858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=235547713266477302&amp;postID=3583573364980059858' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/235547713266477302/posts/default/3583573364980059858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/235547713266477302/posts/default/3583573364980059858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/2010/07/new-life.html' title='New life~'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646293172436082275</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/-hp9YAmpOvPU/TpzqG3UygXI/AAAAAAAAALM/0HaYWgoYMB4/s220/IMG_0054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-235547713266477302.post-3831715713315411654</id><published>2010-06-19T21:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T20:11:02.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JB 之旅~Day 5~The last day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;今天，&lt;br /&gt;是被吓醒的说，&lt;br /&gt;被自己吓醒。&lt;br /&gt;我一睁开眼看到娜娜不在了，&lt;br /&gt;想说完蛋了！是几点了啊？！&lt;br /&gt;好采拿起电话一看，&lt;br /&gt;才八点多..&lt;br /&gt;定了定神，&lt;br /&gt;就梳洗去了。&lt;br /&gt;然后呢，娜娜带我去参观她的家里，&lt;br /&gt;还有他们刚弄好的庭院。&lt;br /&gt;那庭院很舒服，干净。&lt;br /&gt;如果以后我家也有那样的空间，&lt;br /&gt;我也会那么做。&lt;br /&gt;然后呢，娜娜给我看一个东西，&lt;br /&gt;是用来打拍子的，&lt;br /&gt;她说是钢琴考试的时候要用的。&lt;br /&gt;本人生平第一次看那个东东。&lt;br /&gt;然后呢，看到一张她小时候的照片，&lt;br /&gt;眼睛圆圆的，可爱！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;接着呢，娜娜上网一会儿，&lt;br /&gt;我们就换衣，&lt;br /&gt;准备往早餐出发噜！&lt;br /&gt;娜娜让我选，&lt;br /&gt;要吃mee siam 还是要三色奶茶，&lt;br /&gt;最后我选择了三色奶茶。&lt;br /&gt;所以呢，&lt;br /&gt;我们来到了Oasis 餐厅，&lt;br /&gt;享用早餐，&lt;br /&gt;当然还有那特别的三色奶茶。&lt;br /&gt;最底层的是黑塘酱，&lt;br /&gt;很香浓的说。&lt;br /&gt;嘻嘻..&lt;br /&gt;当然当然，吃饱后还是要拍一拍照..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;然后呢，&lt;br /&gt;往Danga Bay 出发。&lt;br /&gt;在那里看到了帆船！&lt;br /&gt;好有外国的feel..&lt;br /&gt;呵呵..&lt;br /&gt;娜娜帮我拍了好多照片..&lt;br /&gt;辛苦你了！嘻嘻..&lt;br /&gt;可惜当时太阳很大，&lt;br /&gt;很热，&lt;br /&gt;不然会拍更多照。&lt;br /&gt;接着，&lt;br /&gt;娜娜说要带我去她工作的地方，&lt;br /&gt;我们就去啦！呵呵..&lt;br /&gt;在她工作的building 前我们也拍了一些照，&lt;br /&gt;她还笑说什么时候她工作的地方也变旅游景点了..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;接着呢，&lt;br /&gt;真正不可能的任务就要开始了。&lt;br /&gt;呵呵..&lt;br /&gt;娜娜要带我去一个美丽的码头，&lt;br /&gt;叫Puteri Harbour，&lt;br /&gt;问题是呢她并不会去，所以我们就得靠一张出自她上司手笔的地图，&lt;br /&gt;出发！&lt;br /&gt;第一次，是进错了路口，&lt;br /&gt;所以就走错路，兜了一个大圈，&lt;br /&gt;回到我们出发的地点。&lt;br /&gt;决定选用另一个路口，可是越走就好像怪怪的，&lt;br /&gt;所以决定不靠地图，看路牌。&lt;br /&gt;看路牌呢，又面对问题，因为有点混乱，&lt;br /&gt;可是我们运气很好，&lt;br /&gt;阴差阳错还是成功转回队的路。&lt;br /&gt;开着开着，我们进了高速公路，&lt;br /&gt;再过一会儿就到达那美丽的码头了！&lt;br /&gt;有惊无险！而且娜娜很镇定的说。&lt;br /&gt;第一期开车上高速公路，&lt;br /&gt;就是为了带我去那码头，&lt;br /&gt;感动的说！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那里也有好多好多帆船的说！&lt;br /&gt;我很开心哦！&lt;br /&gt;呵呵..&lt;br /&gt;拍了好多好多照片..&lt;br /&gt;谢谢娜娜充当我的摄影师，&lt;br /&gt;随人本人面对镜头是很僵硬的说。&lt;br /&gt;然后呢，就在那里的餐厅喝了杯果汁。&lt;br /&gt;本来是想喝椰水的，&lt;br /&gt;结果，那里没买。&lt;br /&gt;喝了果汁，&lt;br /&gt;在想午餐要去哪吃的时候，&lt;br /&gt;想起了昨晚的韩国烧烤。&lt;br /&gt;所以呢，决定再次去那里！&lt;br /&gt;呵呵，希望可以看到那少东的说。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;到了那间餐厅，&lt;br /&gt;吃了和昨晚不同的烤肉，&lt;br /&gt;可是呢，&lt;br /&gt;下起了大雨！&lt;br /&gt;大风大雨，&lt;br /&gt;所以我们多呆了一会才回家去，&lt;br /&gt;因为大雨开车很危险。&lt;br /&gt;当时我的心情有点低落了的说，&lt;br /&gt;因为我就快离开娜娜了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;回到她家，冲个凉，聊聊天，&lt;br /&gt;就往车站出发了。&lt;br /&gt;还没离开她家时，&lt;br /&gt;他爸爸送了我一个鸭嘴帽，&lt;br /&gt;好给了我一个红包，&lt;br /&gt;搞到我很不好意思地说。&lt;br /&gt;然后他还道歉说因为娜娜的妈妈有事忙，&lt;br /&gt;所以没能陪我出去走走，&lt;br /&gt;真是搞到我更不好意思。&lt;br /&gt;好谦卑的前辈。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;到了车站，&lt;br /&gt;时间还早，就在娜娜的车里聊天。&lt;br /&gt;当时我真的很不舍得的说，&lt;br /&gt;可是我没有说出来，&lt;br /&gt;因为我怕我们两个会下雨啦！&lt;br /&gt;哎哟~&lt;br /&gt;上了巴士后有掉一两滴泪啦，&lt;br /&gt;我就是这样，&lt;br /&gt;离别时总会掉泪。　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/235547713266477302-3831715713315411654?l=nicole080.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/feeds/3831715713315411654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=235547713266477302&amp;postID=3831715713315411654' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-size:medium;"&gt;今天起身后，&lt;br /&gt;忙着梳洗和收拾衣物，&lt;br /&gt;因为待会就要出发去Kukup 了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有点想念那个小冬瓜一直叫我“美女姐姐”的声音..&lt;br /&gt;呵呵..&lt;br /&gt;吃了早餐，出发！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;首先，&lt;br /&gt;我们先去载史黛拉，&lt;br /&gt;然后去载Aki和yee chuan.&lt;br /&gt;在中午大概一点的时候吧，&lt;br /&gt;我们终于到达了！&lt;br /&gt;呵呵..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一点多左右Check in 我们的度假屋，&lt;br /&gt;就开始了我们的唱K 马拉松。&lt;br /&gt;说是马拉松，因为我们从下午一点多，&lt;br /&gt;唱到凌晨一点多。&lt;br /&gt;是过瘾的说!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当天的午餐是准备好的炒米粉和咖喱，&lt;br /&gt;下午茶是虾饼配好好吃的辣椒酱，&lt;br /&gt;虽然本人不是很吃辣，&lt;br /&gt;还是觉得它好好吃的说！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;没唱歌的时候，就坐在一旁听别人唱，&lt;br /&gt;不然就和朋友玩UNO,&lt;br /&gt;是开心的说！&lt;br /&gt;呵呵..&lt;br /&gt;玩啊玩就到晚餐时间，&lt;br /&gt;就会有人帮我们烧烤食物，&lt;br /&gt;我们只需要负责吃就行了。&lt;br /&gt;吃得不亦乐乎。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;晚餐后，继续原先的活动，&lt;br /&gt;大伙也轮流洗澡去了。&lt;br /&gt;到了凌晨的时候，&lt;br /&gt;竟然和朋友打起麻将来了！&lt;br /&gt;有点不可思议的说，&lt;br /&gt;因为本人可是常年没碰麻将的，&lt;br /&gt;最后一次碰应该是两年前了吧。&lt;br /&gt;是很紧张的说，&lt;br /&gt;因为只有我一个是新手，&lt;br /&gt;而且我动作很慢的说..&lt;br /&gt;打到凌晨四点，&lt;br /&gt;收档睡觉去。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;回到房间，&lt;br /&gt;我和秀芸谈天，&lt;br /&gt;五点才真正入睡。&lt;br /&gt;六点十五分，&lt;br /&gt;起身看日出。&lt;br /&gt;日出真的好美好美的说！&lt;br /&gt;所以呢，牺牲睡眠是值得的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;看了日出，&lt;br /&gt;早餐也送来了，&lt;br /&gt;可是那个炒米粉是超超超超咸的说！&lt;br /&gt;而且很辣..&lt;br /&gt;害我一口米粉一口豆浆，&lt;br /&gt;勉强啃了一半。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;然后呢，&lt;br /&gt;打打麻将，&lt;br /&gt;然后收拾行李，&lt;br /&gt;回JB 去。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;回到去已经是下午三点多了。&lt;br /&gt;约了娜娜三点半来在我，&lt;br /&gt;结果呢，&lt;br /&gt;我用超快的速度冲了个凉，&lt;br /&gt;就和娜娜出发到Jusco Tebrau City 去了。&lt;br /&gt;去那里唱K..&lt;br /&gt;第一次和娜娜唱K，&lt;br /&gt;她唱歌好好听，&lt;br /&gt;而且很有力，&lt;br /&gt;不像我，&lt;br /&gt;都虚虚地。&lt;br /&gt;我们在那里拍了两张照，&lt;br /&gt;是美美的说..&lt;br /&gt;呵呵..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;接着呢，&lt;br /&gt;重头戏来了，&lt;br /&gt;娜娜带我到一间韩国烧烤餐厅去，&lt;br /&gt;刚巧当晚是韩国队的世杯赛，&lt;br /&gt;所以就有好多韩国人在那。&lt;br /&gt;吃着吃着，&lt;br /&gt;听到他们大声欢呼，&lt;br /&gt;还跳起来呢！&lt;br /&gt;原来是韩国进球了。&lt;br /&gt;他们真是爱国的说！&lt;br /&gt;呵呵..&lt;br /&gt;那里的少东有点小迷人，&lt;br /&gt;不是花美男型，&lt;br /&gt;是健硕型的..&lt;br /&gt;那里的烤肉好好吃哦！&lt;br /&gt;娜娜真是没介绍错。&lt;br /&gt;当然，&lt;br /&gt;我们也没忘记拍照，&lt;br /&gt;一个美丽的纪念。&lt;br /&gt;哈哈..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;吃饱了，也饱了眼福后，&lt;br /&gt;就去餐厅对面的海边走走，&lt;br /&gt;逛了一会觉得好像很危险，&lt;br /&gt;就回家去了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;回到她家，&lt;br /&gt;见了她亲切的爸爸妈妈，&lt;br /&gt;打了招呼，&lt;br /&gt;就回房去了。&lt;br /&gt;和娜娜聊了一会，&lt;br /&gt;冲凉去。&lt;br /&gt;然后就继续聊天，&lt;br /&gt;还有上网..&lt;br /&gt;当晚很对不起娜娜的说，&lt;br /&gt;因为我和她聊天聊到一半我竟然睡着了！&lt;br /&gt;真是对不起..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/235547713266477302-5902547760023849741?l=nicole080.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/feeds/5902547760023849741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=235547713266477302&amp;postID=5902547760023849741' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/235547713266477302/posts/default/5902547760023849741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/235547713266477302/posts/default/5902547760023849741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/2010/06/jbday-3.html' title='JB之旅~Day 3+4'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646293172436082275</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/-hp9YAmpOvPU/TpzqG3UygXI/AAAAAAAAALM/0HaYWgoYMB4/s220/IMG_0054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-235547713266477302.post-322194290551465066</id><published>2010-06-19T19:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T20:12:33.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JB之旅~Day 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;今天，还在床上赖的时候，&lt;br /&gt;突然秀芸的电话响了，&lt;br /&gt;原来是伟祥说叫我们一起吃早餐。&lt;br /&gt;赶快梳洗然后出门，&lt;br /&gt;往我们美味的早餐出发。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;本来是要去一间茶餐室的，&lt;br /&gt;听说那里的土司很好吃，&lt;br /&gt;可是去到那里，&lt;br /&gt;那个人是多到一个不行，&lt;br /&gt;所以只好转去下一个地点，&lt;br /&gt;吃云吞面去。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;然后，伟大的伟祥就把我和秀芸送到CS去，&lt;br /&gt;因为我们约了Stella 在那里会合。&lt;br /&gt;去到那里，在等Stella 的时候，&lt;br /&gt;我们就先去逛逛，&lt;br /&gt;在Action City 里逛了好久，&lt;br /&gt;买了一些零食，还有，&lt;br /&gt;可爱的Domo Kun!&lt;br /&gt;是可爱到~~~&lt;br /&gt;不久后Stella 到了，&lt;br /&gt;我们就去Kim Gary享用午餐。&lt;br /&gt;过后呢，由于有人说很想唱K,&lt;br /&gt;我们就往Neway 出发。&lt;br /&gt;唱了三个小时，&lt;br /&gt;接着就是晚餐时间了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;伟大的伟祥又来接我们了，&lt;br /&gt;请我吃了闻名的馃条仔，&lt;br /&gt;谢谢你！呵呵..&lt;br /&gt;终于吃到了传说中的馃条仔，&lt;br /&gt;是很开心的说。&lt;br /&gt;饱餐一顿，&lt;br /&gt;往喝茶地点出发。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;去到一个叫Sutera 的地方，&lt;br /&gt;里面有一间叫Pure fruit bar 的东东，&lt;br /&gt;我们就在那里度过充满欢笑的几个小时。&lt;br /&gt;那里的饮料好好喝的说..&lt;br /&gt;为什么不在马六甲也开一间分店？！&lt;br /&gt;嗬嗬，我疯了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;玩饱笑饱后，&lt;br /&gt;就回家了。&lt;br /&gt;准备明天往Kukup 岛出发！XD　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/235547713266477302-322194290551465066?l=nicole080.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/feeds/322194290551465066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=235547713266477302&amp;postID=322194290551465066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/235547713266477302/posts/default/322194290551465066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/235547713266477302/posts/default/322194290551465066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/2010/06/jbday-2.html' title='JB之旅~Day 2'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646293172436082275</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/-hp9YAmpOvPU/TpzqG3UygXI/AAAAAAAAALM/0HaYWgoYMB4/s220/IMG_0054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-235547713266477302.post-1539885837620549930</id><published>2010-06-10T00:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T20:12:47.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JB 之旅~Day1~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;今天，下午一点的巴士离开了马六甲，&lt;br /&gt;往柔佛新山出发。&lt;br /&gt;一个我从没一个人踏足的地方。&lt;br /&gt;一个住着我很多朋友的地方。&lt;br /&gt;一个人们都说很危险的地方。&lt;br /&gt;一个在我开始工作前最后一个玩乐的地方。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;到达后，好天气让我心情开朗，&lt;br /&gt;也一直在车站装镇定，因为娜娜说千万不要让别人觉得我不是本地人，&lt;br /&gt;那样我会比较安全。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;秀芸接了我后，&lt;br /&gt;就呆在她家，&lt;br /&gt;让后大姐就带我去吃美味的鱼片炉，&lt;br /&gt;泰式豆腐，芙蓉蛋，还有乌龟豆苗。&lt;br /&gt;美味的一餐。&lt;br /&gt;我们是饱到一个不行...&lt;br /&gt;呵呵...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;晚餐后，&lt;br /&gt;本来打算要去逛街的，&lt;br /&gt;可是回家休息了过后，&lt;br /&gt;都觉得有点体力不支的说，&lt;br /&gt;所以一致决定在家休息。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;明天会和另一个朋友（Stella)会合，&lt;br /&gt;去逛街。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/235547713266477302-1539885837620549930?l=nicole080.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/feeds/1539885837620549930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=235547713266477302&amp;postID=1539885837620549930' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/235547713266477302/posts/default/1539885837620549930'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;不是不觉得可惜，不是不会惋惜，&lt;br /&gt;只是我不想再继续虚伪下去。&lt;br /&gt;坦诚面对自己的情绪，不开心，就不要压抑自己。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;要做这个决定并不容易，内心的挣扎和痛苦，&lt;br /&gt;我想，只有经历过的人才会懂。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你说，再一次机会，让你改变一切。&lt;br /&gt;你不断地道歉，恳求可以回到从前。&lt;br /&gt;为什么要到失去的时候，才懂得珍惜？才发现可贵？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;未来的日子，我会过得很好，&lt;br /&gt;希望你也一样。&lt;br /&gt;虽然我们不能实现“永远”，&lt;br /&gt;但我珍惜我们曾经的一切。&lt;br /&gt;所有的开心与不开心，&lt;br /&gt;我会记得。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/235547713266477302-80866665714971472?l=nicole080.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/feeds/80866665714971472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=235547713266477302&amp;postID=80866665714971472' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/235547713266477302/posts/default/80866665714971472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/235547713266477302/posts/default/80866665714971472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html' title='终点.'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646293172436082275</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/-hp9YAmpOvPU/TpzqG3UygXI/AAAAAAAAALM/0HaYWgoYMB4/s220/IMG_0054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-235547713266477302.post-935878771762188994</id><published>2010-06-05T22:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T20:13:17.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hidden Meaning of my name~Nicole~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Took a quiz to know what's the meaning of my name..Heres the result i got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are Dreamy and Distracted&lt;br /&gt;You are very intuitive and wise. You understand the world better than most people.&lt;br /&gt;You also have a very active imagination. You often get carried away with your thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;You are prone to a little paranoia and jealousy. You sometimes go overboard in interpreting signals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be pretty tightly wound. It's easy to get you excited... which can be a good or bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;You have a lot of enthusiasm, but it fades rather quickly. You don't stick with any one thing for very long.&lt;br /&gt;You have the drive to accomplish a lot in a short amount of time. Your biggest problem is making sure you finish the projects you start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very open. You communicate well, and you connect with other people easily.&lt;br /&gt;You are a naturally creative person. Ideas just flow from your mind.&lt;br /&gt;A true chameleon, you are many things at different points in your life. You are very adaptable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are well rounded, with a complete perspective on life.&lt;br /&gt;You are solid and dependable. You are loyal, and people can count on you.&lt;br /&gt;At times, you can be a bit too serious. You tend to put too much pressure on yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are relaxed, chill, and very likely to go with the flow.&lt;br /&gt;You are light hearted and accepting. You don't get worked up easily.&lt;br /&gt;Well adjusted and incredibly happy, many people wonder what your secret to life is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are friendly, charming, and warm. You get along with almost everyone.&lt;br /&gt;You work hard not to rock the boat. Your easy going attitude brings people together.&lt;br /&gt;At times, you can be a little flaky and irresponsible. But for the important things, you pull it together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well..How many percent of it you think is accurate about me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/235547713266477302-935878771762188994?l=nicole080.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/feeds/935878771762188994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=235547713266477302&amp;postID=935878771762188994' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/235547713266477302/posts/default/935878771762188994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/235547713266477302/posts/default/935878771762188994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/2010/06/hidden-meaning-of-my-namenicole.html' title='The Hidden Meaning of my name~Nicole~'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646293172436082275</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/-hp9YAmpOvPU/TpzqG3UygXI/AAAAAAAAALM/0HaYWgoYMB4/s220/IMG_0054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-235547713266477302.post-5249039251790766071</id><published>2010-04-29T23:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T23:34:50.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A+B+C</title><content type='html'>Erm..currently felt a bit released..just a little bit..as my final exam is really right at the corner..and four days continuously..well..i guess will be starting my zombie life tomorrow!lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday just done my fyp presentation..well..i must say that the moment i done it i just feel really really great..haha..so happy with it..then,this morning went to interview at sunway..well..another new experience that given by sunway..just talk about an hour without notice..but overall quite nice..just that when i am waiting for my turn, other candidates can saw my 'nervousness' on my face..my smile was just so..'zombie'..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then,suppose to go gsc dataran to see ah niu de..but end up didnt go..after had dinner then straight away go to friend house study..feel so grateful for meeting all of those great friend in my life..just feel sad as we cannot stay longer with each other anymore..everyone will be going on with their career right after the graduation..sob sob..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got to go now..very very very sleepy already..tomorrow..study!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/235547713266477302-5249039251790766071?l=nicole080.blogspot.com' 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type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=235547713266477302&amp;postID=9112860150096548833' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/235547713266477302/posts/default/9112860150096548833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/235547713266477302/posts/default/9112860150096548833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html' title='那一夜'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646293172436082275</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/-hp9YAmpOvPU/TpzqG3UygXI/AAAAAAAAALM/0HaYWgoYMB4/s220/IMG_0054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-235547713266477302.post-2772532975303581168</id><published>2010-03-12T00:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T00:12:54.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>down..</title><content type='html'>i am really in bad mood now..holidays are ending soon, and i still got tons of things to be settled..haih..non-stop busy since i finish my strategic management paper..i wish to go out, go shopping, go to eat something that can make me happy..pizza..sushi..layer cake..damn bored and no mood..i wish my memory can be better so i can remember what i have done..and also what that i should have done but i didnt..haih..down down down..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nana..your sadness fly from kuching to me dy lah.. =(   (just kidding yah..) wish time fly faster so that can meet you again during our grad..  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href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/2010/03/down.html' title='down..'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646293172436082275</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/-hp9YAmpOvPU/TpzqG3UygXI/AAAAAAAAALM/0HaYWgoYMB4/s220/IMG_0054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-235547713266477302.post-4186194869278018030</id><published>2010-02-23T00:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T01:01:17.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>19.02.2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;19.02.2010...是个让我心碎的日子...因为我养了两个月的guinea pig，就在那天早上大概十点的时候，离开了人世，离开了我.......&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;它的名叫Qbee...有时我会叫它小嗯...因为它的叫声就是这样嗯嗯嗯的...有时我会叫它大肥，因为它的肚子圆圆的，然后我的hamster花名叫小肥，Qbee 较大只，就叫大肥...它很可爱，也很聪明，很爱撒娇，喜欢我们跟它玩...我把它养在一个笼子里，放在我客厅的门外，只要有人拿起钥匙要开门出去，或从外面回来，它就会叫，就还像一个sensor一样...我们常常说它很吵...我现在好想听它吵闹的声音,却永远也不可能听到了...Qbee..mummy 好想你...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;那天早上，我拿起钥匙去开门，却发现Qbee一点声音也没发出，我就觉得很奇怪，还特地叫了它的名字，它也没回应，平时只要我们叫它的名字它就会蹦蹦跳跳会叫的...当时我的心立刻愣了，赶紧跑去它的笼子一看，它已经躺在那儿奄奄一息了...我立刻跑进客厅向我爸求救，它就叫我立刻喂Qbee喝水...我爸轻轻捧着Qbee的头，我就慢慢地喂水...我看它在喘息的样子，看得我的心好痛，我好希望可以为它做点什么，让它舒服一些...喂了一阵子后，它不要喝了，就继续喘息...当时我就有预感它就快要离开我了...我的眼泪就开始不自觉地流下，我看着它喘息，不停呼唤它的名字及抚摸它...心里一直念着，Qbee 你要撑下去啊，你不能死啊...不久后，我发现它的肚子没有了起伏，它停止了呼吸...我还是不放弃，继续抚摸着它，看着它，当时我真得很渴望奇迹会发生...可是，并没有...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;它，被埋葬在我家附近的草地，我在那个地方放了一堆石头，方便我认得...今天，我买了一些白石头围绕那个地方，还种了一些小植物...这些是我唯一能为它做的了...我一有空，就会走到它的墓前蹲下，呆呆的望着它被埋葬的地方，对它说mummy好想念你，希望它能投胎做人...我开车出门前也会把车子停在它墓前，看着那片地，想想它...放学回来后，也会绕过它的墓前，看看它...顺道确定它的墓没有被野猫挖掘...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;这几天，只要我一想到它，我就会哭，望着那空了的笼子，我哭...蹲在它的墓前，我哭...想起它活蹦乱跳的样子，我哭...想起它吃东西时可爱的样子，我哭...想起怕孤单的它现在孤单单地在地低下，我哭...看着它生前最爱吃的饼干和菜，我哭...看着手机里仅有的它的六张照片，我痛哭...我真的好想念它...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;这篇文，我写了一个小时，也哭了一个小时...真的没有办法停止对它的思念...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I1Qjyp6UEyI/S4K1ZdYLXUI/AAAAAAAAAFs/M2xZzFk6GR0/s200/DSC01449.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;它就是Qbee..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Qbee..mummy无时无刻都在想你...希望你能投得好胎，远离畜牲道...虽然我们相聚只有短短接近两个月的时间，可是我的你的关爱却是满满的...有缘的话，我们会再相聚的...谢谢你带给我的一切快乐，我会永远记得你的...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/235547713266477302-4186194869278018030?l=nicole080.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/feeds/4186194869278018030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=235547713266477302&amp;postID=4186194869278018030' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/235547713266477302/posts/default/4186194869278018030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/235547713266477302/posts/default/4186194869278018030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/2010/02/19022010.html' title='19.02.2010'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646293172436082275</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/-hp9YAmpOvPU/TpzqG3UygXI/AAAAAAAAALM/0HaYWgoYMB4/s220/IMG_0054.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I1Qjyp6UEyI/S4K1ZdYLXUI/AAAAAAAAAFs/M2xZzFk6GR0/s72-c/DSC01449.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-235547713266477302.post-4045109534407529192</id><published>2010-02-08T19:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T20:07:53.524+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I1Qjyp6UEyI/S2_-KfbjxYI/AAAAAAAAAFk/yiK3w4iNJOY/s200/n72837520357_2666767_2172414.jpg'/><title type='text'>我回来了...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;离开我的避风港有一段时间了，是有点忙啊，所以没空更新。&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;我是一个会想很多的人，任何事情只要我愿意，可以想很久，想很远...可是有时我发现，“想太多”这个动作，让我非常累...有些事不想还好，当开始无止境地想下去的时候，很多可怕的东西就会被我给想出来...哎...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;最近我好忙呀，打从一开学就忙个没完没了，好闷啊...最后一个学期了，开始有一点不一样的感觉，虽然我对翘课这种事还是会毫不犹豫地去做，可是有时就会觉得这是我最后一次努力的机会了...很期待毕业典礼耶...(我是疯了啦，能不能顺利毕业都还不知道...哈哈...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;上个学期我很快乐，因为娜娜常常会和我一起去逛街，吃东西...好怀念那些日子啊...希望我能够安排到时间去你家乡度度假吧...哈哈...也希望你的面试成功哦！Fighting! XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;最近刚刚看完韩剧花样男子，那四个男主角是帅到一个不行，尤其是李敏镐和金贤重...哈哈...很好看的一套韩剧。计划会把正版光碟买下来，收藏作纪念...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I1Qjyp6UEyI/S2_9zbne8FI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kGWL8UgVXjA/s200/images3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;金贤重&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_I1Qjyp6UEyI/S2_-KfbjxYI/AAAAAAAAAFk/yiK3w4iNJOY/s200/n72837520357_2666767_2172414.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;李敏镐&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;哈哈...很帅吧？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/235547713266477302-4045109534407529192?l=nicole080.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/feeds/4045109534407529192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=235547713266477302&amp;postID=4045109534407529192' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/235547713266477302/posts/default/4045109534407529192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/235547713266477302/posts/default/4045109534407529192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html' title='我回来了...'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646293172436082275</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/-hp9YAmpOvPU/TpzqG3UygXI/AAAAAAAAALM/0HaYWgoYMB4/s220/IMG_0054.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_I1Qjyp6UEyI/S2_9zbne8FI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kGWL8UgVXjA/s72-c/images3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-235547713266477302.post-2888907699131306761</id><published>2010-01-13T14:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T15:01:23.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>heavenly days~</title><content type='html'>well, its already 1 week frm my prev post..i jz done my hair color ytrday..hehe..happy wif it..and ytrday i found the comics of Koizora..oh my! my 1st reaction when i saw it i was jz stunned there for around 1 minute! haha..itz bcuz i cant bliv i really manage to find it, at a place where normally u wont b able 2 find comic there..haha..its inside Speedy! I am just so so so so happy with it! then i start 2 check whether is there a complete set or not..too bad,its nt complete..bt, who cares! i'll  buy those displaying there 1st! keke..9 volumes..and more surprisingly,itz very very cheap! 3@rm10 only..after i found the comic, i jz feel like i already win d jackpot! kekeke..den i continue 2 walk around in d shop..then,guess what? i saw d Koizora's movie+drama DVD! woohoo!! i stunned even longer this time! god! i found dis 3 things that i already looking evrywhere in 1 shop!bought d manga and i am sure will buy d dvd as well b4 im going bck 2 malacca..muahaha..d day is so bright for me..=P then i continue 2 walk around in pyramid, lookin 4 accessories 2 match wif my new year clothes, then i found d earring of nightmare b4 christmas!! and also, itz only 3@rm10! without thinking, i bought 3 of dem..muahaha..and 2 of them r on my earz now! XD&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i really have spent alot dis week =P bt im soooooooooooooooooooooo enjoy wif spending money! (im sick! XD) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bck 2 Koizora, i actually discover dis name by accident.i rmb one day i am searchin 4 love song in youtube,i just use Love Song as d keyword and there r tons of result came out..den, a movie wif the title of Amazed attracted my attention..den i watch d video, and i was attracted 2 it! seriouly..d song Amazed doesnt appear in Koizora bt someone match it wif Koizora's scene..aftre i watch d video,i tell myself that dis is d movie dat i must watch! then of course, i watch it frm youtube (d drama)..it is soooooo touching..i started 2 cry since episode 3..where mika had miscarriage and hero found out that he had cancer and decided 2 leave mika..i can feel d pain while watchin it..most touchin part is d private small wedding ceremony btween mika and hero..in the garden of d hospital that hero staying..T.T dey say out their vow 2 each other..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;better stop writting bout it now cuz im gona cry soon if continue 2 write about dis pure love story! strongly recommended 2 all of u..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/235547713266477302-2888907699131306761?l=nicole080.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/feeds/2888907699131306761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=235547713266477302&amp;postID=2888907699131306761' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/235547713266477302/posts/default/2888907699131306761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/235547713266477302/posts/default/2888907699131306761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/2010/01/heavenly-days.html' title='heavenly days~'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646293172436082275</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/-hp9YAmpOvPU/TpzqG3UygXI/AAAAAAAAALM/0HaYWgoYMB4/s220/IMG_0054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-235547713266477302.post-5514207924609687388</id><published>2010-01-06T12:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T12:22:40.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>after 3 months</title><content type='html'>after 3 months of the completion of my internship,I am finally now in sunway pyramid again..the place that i used to hang out everyday after work during my internship..gona hang out here for all day long..why? because i don't want to stay at home..and my boy friend need to stay back for make up class tonight,so if i stay at home, i'll only see him at 11pm++..will be damn boring if like that..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just had my breakfast at Alios's Cafe..haha..planned to took picture of  my food de but i forgotten in the end, because..i am just too hungry!  XD and i started to eat once it has been served. keke..gona wait till 1pm then have lunch with my piggy..keke..but i am already super full now..ate spaggeti carbonara with ice lemon tea with the company of Ifeel..haha..i just love Ifeel..i could simply feel depressed if i didn't manage to buy it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, tomorrow will be a better day as in i don't need to hang out alone..i am gonna spend my time to perm my hair! finally..after 1 whole year..and also, not forgotten to dye hair also..keke..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/235547713266477302-5514207924609687388?l=nicole080.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/feeds/5514207924609687388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=235547713266477302&amp;postID=5514207924609687388' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/235547713266477302/posts/default/5514207924609687388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/235547713266477302/posts/default/5514207924609687388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/2010/01/after-3-months.html' title='after 3 months'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646293172436082275</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/-hp9YAmpOvPU/TpzqG3UygXI/AAAAAAAAALM/0HaYWgoYMB4/s220/IMG_0054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-235547713266477302.post-6540892351615980578</id><published>2009-12-22T21:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T21:12:52.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>乐。</title><content type='html'>今天好开心哦！哈哈...吃到了最爱的食物，买到了找了很久的东西...嘻嘻...乐乐乐乐乐! 娜娜公主，赶快上传照片呗...嘻嘻...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;昨天的考试，哎...我真想去撞墙啊...明明读了的东西却没把它写进答案卷里，我是猪啊...所以呢，为了弥补自己的白痴，接下来这张考卷就好发奋了！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;还有两天我就自由咯！哇咔咔...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/235547713266477302-6540892351615980578?l=nicole080.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/feeds/6540892351615980578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=235547713266477302&amp;postID=6540892351615980578' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/235547713266477302/posts/default/6540892351615980578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/235547713266477302/posts/default/6540892351615980578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_22.html' title='乐。'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646293172436082275</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/-hp9YAmpOvPU/TpzqG3UygXI/AAAAAAAAALM/0HaYWgoYMB4/s220/IMG_0054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-235547713266477302.post-163474708835807078</id><published>2009-12-21T12:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T13:10:59.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>无题</title><content type='html'>还有七个小时我就要踏入考场了，希望考试顺利呗...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最近我好惨，花钱给人家摧残我...哈哈...事情是这样的，上个星期三，睡醒后就发现自己落枕，颈项是痛到一个不行，所以只好找中医求救...结果叻，医师说我需要针灸和拔罐，当时的我是有点怕啦，毕竟是我生平第一次耶...忐忐忑忑，终于结束了疗程...原来针灸一点就不痛，反而是拔罐及拔罐后的推拿，是痛到...很夸张一下的咯...在这里奉劝朋友们不要长期熬夜，不然就会像我一样，搞到自己脾胃肝发热气，然后呢，煎炸辣冷凉的食物，眼看手勿动...痛苦啊...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;明天又有一个聚会咯！哈哈...我最爱得日本料理，还有幸福蛋糕，我来了........想到就开心啊！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/235547713266477302-163474708835807078?l=nicole080.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/feeds/163474708835807078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=235547713266477302&amp;postID=163474708835807078' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/235547713266477302/posts/default/163474708835807078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/235547713266477302/posts/default/163474708835807078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_21.html' title='无题'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646293172436082275</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/-hp9YAmpOvPU/TpzqG3UygXI/AAAAAAAAALM/0HaYWgoYMB4/s220/IMG_0054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-235547713266477302.post-4167616243054944399</id><published>2009-12-19T00:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T00:04:15.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>累。泪。</title><content type='html'>现在这个时候得我，应该是在发奋图强亡羊补牢的，可是我却在部落格和面子书游荡...真是罪该万死...哈哈...最近是宫心计看多了...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;眼看我期盼已久的假期就要来了，可是心里却空空的...这...是所谓的空虚吗? 夜阑人静，想的东西就更多，更复杂...这个学期就快毕业了，学士生涯的最后一个学期也近在眼前，暂时还没什么感慨，或许是没什么值得我留恋的吧...我往毕业迈进了一步...我觉得这个学期好像是我最开心的一个...总这样觉得...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;毕业后，我该做什么呢？我不希望立刻就当白领，可是我也没有游手好闲的本钱...哎...好希望会有时间把我的吉他和日语学完...好希望可以去旅行...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input 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Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/235547713266477302/posts/default/4167616243054944399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/235547713266477302/posts/default/4167616243054944399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title='累。泪。'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646293172436082275</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/-hp9YAmpOvPU/TpzqG3UygXI/AAAAAAAAALM/0HaYWgoYMB4/s220/IMG_0054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-235547713266477302.post-1524117175208682433</id><published>2009-11-23T17:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T17:19:19.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My god~</title><content type='html'>Recently im totally emotional..Can b very happy bt deeply depressed at d nxt second..going insane..I want a vacation..wants to go a place where i can play alot, bt no need to spend alot..hehe..study life is really bored..i cant even imagine dat im going 2 continue study after degree..no, i wont..because i hate assignment, i hate research..but i like exam..if i no need 2 do both of that THING 2 gt master, i'll take it. i already started 2 count down d day 2 leave MMU..i jz cant wait 4 it! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im afraid of my final sem now, cuz of financial derivatives...omg..killer subject..and also d presentation of my FYP..oh oh oh oh oh oh my god....another 3 weeks 2 finish dis sem..den is d holiday..holiday...diz holiday would b d great one..hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/235547713266477302-1524117175208682433?l=nicole080.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/feeds/1524117175208682433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=235547713266477302&amp;postID=1524117175208682433' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/235547713266477302/posts/default/1524117175208682433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/235547713266477302/posts/default/1524117175208682433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-god.html' title='My god~'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646293172436082275</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/-hp9YAmpOvPU/TpzqG3UygXI/AAAAAAAAALM/0HaYWgoYMB4/s220/IMG_0054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-235547713266477302.post-5231850952256413618</id><published>2009-06-28T11:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T11:45:46.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 month anniversary~</title><content type='html'>Hoho..the 1month anniversary for my internship is on last friday..so happy with it cuz i left only 3 months^^..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Details about the company and my cutie colleagues I'l update it when I'm really totally free..haha..but overall,I'm happy with it..nice environment(although sometime got a bit messy)..keke..nice colleagues..chia eng, miss tan, and of course, miss yee..:)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometime is very tiring, but doesnt mean my work load is too heavy for me, jz that some of the task is very time consuming..but, i got my colleagues to help me..huhu^^so happy to know them..and feel glad that i met them.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok,thats all for now. Looking forward to the future ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/235547713266477302-5231850952256413618?l=nicole080.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/feeds/5231850952256413618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=235547713266477302&amp;postID=5231850952256413618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/235547713266477302/posts/default/5231850952256413618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/235547713266477302/posts/default/5231850952256413618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/2009/06/1-month-anniversary.html' title='1 month anniversary~'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646293172436082275</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/-hp9YAmpOvPU/TpzqG3UygXI/AAAAAAAAALM/0HaYWgoYMB4/s220/IMG_0054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-235547713266477302.post-5579670651183785403</id><published>2009-06-28T11:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T11:36:47.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Living in an imperfect world..imperfection is everywhere..included me, as well. Maybe those imperfection makes us grow and learn new things, yet sometime i just cant accept it..included myself..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;I wish~whenever I'm not happy and when i'm not saying it out, i dont expect everyone understand it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;I wish~i will only be childish when it is the right time to do so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;I wish~i wont do or say anything that will hurt people anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;I wish~this world would be a little bit more pretty if all my wishes above come true.:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Last but not least, i wish~ if I'm perfect. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/235547713266477302-5579670651183785403?l=nicole080.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/feeds/5579670651183785403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=235547713266477302&amp;postID=5579670651183785403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/235547713266477302/posts/default/5579670651183785403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/235547713266477302/posts/default/5579670651183785403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-wish.html' title='I wish~'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646293172436082275</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/-hp9YAmpOvPU/TpzqG3UygXI/AAAAAAAAALM/0HaYWgoYMB4/s220/IMG_0054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-235547713266477302.post-5064212640065273674</id><published>2009-05-21T17:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T18:02:28.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>XD</title><content type='html'>Wahaha..finish 3 paper liao..3 more to go..huhu~can relax a bit dy,2mrw no paper..bt d remaining 3 paper is so so so hard..haih..ppl like me,who always didnt do tutorial de,now is d tym 2 face d effect of LAZY..haih..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But,haha..i'l pray alot,so dat i can rmb many many thing b4 i go 4 exam..wakaka..start dreaming dy..wat the....hehe..=P after exam,i'l hv sum gathering wif frenz..as v ol r goin 4 industrial training soon soon,so most problably v wont able 2 meet for 4 months..bt i stil wish 2 play tennis once b4 i go KL..miss d tym playing tennis..haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/235547713266477302-5064212640065273674?l=nicole080.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/feeds/5064212640065273674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=235547713266477302&amp;postID=5064212640065273674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/235547713266477302/posts/default/5064212640065273674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/235547713266477302/posts/default/5064212640065273674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/2009/05/xd.html' title='XD'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646293172436082275</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/-hp9YAmpOvPU/TpzqG3UygXI/AAAAAAAAALM/0HaYWgoYMB4/s220/IMG_0054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-235547713266477302.post-2269227920262128873</id><published>2009-05-15T00:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T00:28:35.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Angel~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="profile_status"&gt;&lt;span id="status_text"&gt;"Every girl was an angel from heaven. No one should make a girl cry because when she first drops a tear in the world, God will take back her wings and she is no longer an angel."..this sentence was posted by me in my facebook few days ago..wen i 1st heard it,i feel so..so..erm..i dono how 2 describe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angel..i got few angels too..3 living with me evryday,another 1 is quite far away..end of diz month,im gona leave d 3 angels dat always by myside,then live wif d 1 dat far frm me now..who r near by me now will b far frm me and d 1 far frm me now wil b d closest 1 starting end of diz month..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;final exam is right at d corner...bt til now i stil hvnt start study yet..1na die ah??hehe..mayb..jz no mood 2 study..i always like dat..haih..could i maintain my CGPA diz sem?i dono..cuz im nt confident wif d IBF subject..well,lets pray dat d Q wont b too hard^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/235547713266477302-2269227920262128873?l=nicole080.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/feeds/2269227920262128873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=235547713266477302&amp;postID=2269227920262128873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/235547713266477302/posts/default/2269227920262128873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/235547713266477302/posts/default/2269227920262128873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/2009/05/angel.html' title='Angel~'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646293172436082275</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/-hp9YAmpOvPU/TpzqG3UygXI/AAAAAAAAALM/0HaYWgoYMB4/s220/IMG_0054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-235547713266477302.post-195641434656946550</id><published>2009-05-08T21:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T21:11:12.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Murmur~</title><content type='html'>20+ days more im gona leave malacca and move 2 KL for 4 months..for my industrial training..well,i hvnt prepare anything yet,bside d formal wear..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last week was d IBF and investment class event..itz damn tiring..stil rmb d nite b4 d event v stay at dp 4 d preparation of our exhibition and me as a member of deco design division hv 2 help setting d bckdrop of stage too..i reach home dat day at 4 am..den 7.30 am reach bck dp..deduct d time 2 bath and dress up,i sleep only 1hour+..is a record in my life..huh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;diz event is a memory,a sweet+sour memory..gt 2 knw some new frens..hehe..thru dis event,i saw some ppl's real faces,which hv been covered by mask all d while i knw dem..well,i accept it,as ppl like dat is all around,i cant do nything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm..my future..i hope dat my industrial training will go smooth..wish wish wish..hehe..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/235547713266477302-195641434656946550?l=nicole080.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/feeds/195641434656946550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=235547713266477302&amp;postID=195641434656946550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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personality test~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" href="http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test82.aspx"&gt;"&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Know yourself better&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; and here is d result..quite true de wo^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" id="Label1"&gt;You are down-to-earth and people like you because you are so straightforward. You are an efficient problem solver because you will listen to both sides of an argument before making a decision that usually appeals to both parties.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" id="Label2"&gt;You are a true romantic. When you are in love, you will do anything and everything to keep your love true.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" id="Label3"&gt;You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" id="Label4"&gt;Your have very sensible tactics when approaching the opposite sex. In many ways people find your straightforwardness attractive, so you will find yourself with plenty of dates.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your views on education&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" id="Label5"&gt;Education is very important in life. You want to study hard and learn as much as you can.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The right job for you:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" id="Label6"&gt;You're a practical person and will choose a secure job with a steady income. Knowing what you like to do is important. Find a regular job doing just that and you'll be set for life.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;How do you view success:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" id="Label7"&gt;You are afraid of failure and scared to have a go at the career you would like to have in case you don't succeed. Don't give up when you haven't yet even started! Be courageous.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" id="Label8"&gt;You are concerned about your image and the way others see you. This means that you try very hard to be accepted by other people. It's time for you to believe in who you are, not what you wear.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" id="Label9"&gt;You are mature, reasonable, honest and give good advice. People ask for your comments on all sorts of different issues. Sometimes you might find yourself in a dilemma when trapped with a problem, which your heart rather than your head needs to solve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/235547713266477302-8452084222510855274?l=nicole080.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/feeds/8452084222510855274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=235547713266477302&amp;postID=8452084222510855274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/235547713266477302/posts/default/8452084222510855274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/235547713266477302/posts/default/8452084222510855274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/2009/03/personality-test.html' title='Personality test~'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646293172436082275</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/-hp9YAmpOvPU/TpzqG3UygXI/AAAAAAAAALM/0HaYWgoYMB4/s220/IMG_0054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-235547713266477302.post-5337390101006039428</id><published>2008-09-05T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T00:09:13.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'>成长</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;成长，是每个人必经的过程，没有人可以逃避成长，因为那是不可能的事...面对成长，我有太多太多的感觉了...彷徨，不安，害怕，迷惘，期待，快乐...有时候觉得，好像看不见自己的未来、看不见自己的前途、看不见自己以后的生活会是如何，而开始彷徨...然，看不见的未来，未必不是一件好事，因为那一份不确定，让我更勇敢与坚强的去面对那成长、让我更努力的去创造我想要的未来...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;还记得小时候，我是多么的期待成长啊...因为小时候的认知是，只要长大以后，就能得到梦寐以求的自由...到现在，长大了，自由吗？有是有，却也是有限的。以前所想象的长大后的世界，太美好了，现在真真切切的活在大人的世界里，才可以深刻的体会到，什么是无奈、什么是身不由己、什么是人不为己，天诛地灭、什么是责任...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;一路走来，友情和爱情，让我学到了很多很多，有好的也有不好的。决裂的友情和被遗弃的爱情，让我知道人世间，就是存在着口是心非的人，永远有人在你背后等着机会捅你一刀，甚至置你于死地。不是我的思想悲观，而是我觉得，以前的我太单纯了...相信所谓的友谊、所谓的天长地久的爱情、所谓的真心、所谓的唯一...一切一切的往事，让我体会到了什么是人生...虽然我只是一个处于双十年华的小丫头，可是我所体会到的，一定不会输给一个中年人...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;太多的感慨，让我开始害怕人群，害怕再遇到一心想要害我的人，害怕再受伤...可是，我别无选择，就算再害怕，就算再不愿意，我都必须走入人群，因为没有一个人是可以离群而活的。或许以后，我会一次一次的跌倒、一次一次的被伤害、一次一次地为了付出真心，却换不来真情而落泪，就算再苦，我也必须勇敢地面对，因为，那是我唯一的出路...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/235547713266477302-5337390101006039428?l=nicole080.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hp9YAmpOvPU/TpzqG3UygXI/AAAAAAAAALM/0HaYWgoYMB4/s220/IMG_0054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-235547713266477302.post-6149672242847904820</id><published>2008-08-05T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T23:25:20.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我病了吗？</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;最近开始怀疑，我，是不是患上了情绪病...心情的起伏很大，时而可以开心地大笑、下一秒却又郁闷得想大哭一场...总觉得，我的心情，我的想法，没有人可以了解...是我要求太高？是我太过冷漠？我好纳闷，从前那个开朗的我，到哪里去了？上了大学以后，我越变越冷漠，有时候我自己都受不了...可是为什么？我就是那样的对事情都不闻不问，漠不关心...这样的心情，由谁能了？就连我心爱的他，也都不了解...是我的想法太复杂？是因为我早已经看懂人性，所以那么不屑？我不懂...目前我也没办法去懂，我好累，好希望可以不理这一切，过我想要的生活...或许，我是在逃避，逃避眼前的一切，逃避这个不想面对却别无选择的现实...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/235547713266477302-6149672242847904820?l=nicole080.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/feeds/6149672242847904820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=235547713266477302&amp;postID=6149672242847904820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/235547713266477302/posts/default/6149672242847904820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/235547713266477302/posts/default/6149672242847904820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post.html' title='我病了吗？'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646293172436082275</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/-hp9YAmpOvPU/TpzqG3UygXI/AAAAAAAAALM/0HaYWgoYMB4/s220/IMG_0054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-235547713266477302.post-3705553265367478683</id><published>2008-06-30T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T23:16:46.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;那几天，习惯了有你在身边...习惯了无论去到哪里，都跟你在一起...习惯了被你当面叫我宝贝、老婆...习惯了看你撒娇的样子...那几天,真的过得好开心...今天,你必需回去了,送你离开后,回到那个没有了你的家,每一个角落,都有你的影子...不喜欢和你分开的感觉,不喜欢和你说再见,不喜欢明明很舍不得却还要微笑,不喜欢你不在我身边...你说,再过两年,我们就不需要承受离别的苦...两年...说长不长,说短不短................(待续)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/235547713266477302-3705553265367478683?l=nicole080.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/feeds/3705553265367478683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=235547713266477302&amp;postID=3705553265367478683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/235547713266477302/posts/default/3705553265367478683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/235547713266477302/posts/default/3705553265367478683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646293172436082275</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/-hp9YAmpOvPU/TpzqG3UygXI/AAAAAAAAALM/0HaYWgoYMB4/s220/IMG_0054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-235547713266477302.post-5422503922254465225</id><published>2008-05-26T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T20:32:28.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'>喜欢</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;喜欢一个不喜欢自己的人，不论是明恋还是暗恋，都带来某程度上的痛苦和烦恼…想要关心却不被接受，想要呵护更是被拒绝，想要了解却被拒于千里之外…掏出一颗真心，换来却是冷淡…命运就是这样，你越想得到的东西，就越不容易得到…有些人被拒绝后，会选择放弃；有些人被拒绝后，反而更加的锲而不舍…放弃的人，或许会被别人说成不去争取幸福的人，那些穷追不舍的人，或许又会被说成死缠烂打…其实，在心意不被接受的情况下，放弃，或许是让双方都比较好过的出路…当然，要放弃一个自己喜欢的人不是一件容易的事，但是，套句老话，世上无难事…时间是最好的解药…把喜欢对方的那一份心意，藏在心底，默默地祝福对方，愿他/她过得幸福…不再需要把你对他/她的喜欢表露出来，因为你的表现或许是对方的困扰…放手，让彼此喘一口气，让对方过自己的生活，只要他/她开心就好…看到自己喜欢的人过得开心，我想，自己的心里也会跟着笑吧…就算是得不到对方…你快乐所以我快乐…反之，有些人选择穷追不舍，千方百计就是要俘虏对方的心，什么傻事都愿意去做，就为了要让对方注意自己，知道自己的心意…我本人不喜欢这种死缠烂打的人，就我来说，那是一种困扰…可是不是每个人都接受不到的，有些人却吃这一招，你越不放弃，对方就越觉得他/她自己很重要…籍而满足自己的虚荣心…要锲而不舍地去爱一个不爱你的人，首要条件就是要脸皮厚…有时候我觉得这是自讨苦吃的做法，吃力却未必会讨好…可是每每就是会有这一些越挫越勇的人，世界才会变得有趣…爱与被爱，都是一种幸福…不论是选择爱，抑或是被爱，或则是爱与被爱同时进行，最重要的，就是要让自己开心，不要让自己受委屈…愿大家都幸福吧！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/235547713266477302-5422503922254465225?l=nicole080.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/feeds/5422503922254465225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=235547713266477302&amp;postID=5422503922254465225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/235547713266477302/posts/default/5422503922254465225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/235547713266477302/posts/default/5422503922254465225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post_26.html' title='喜欢'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646293172436082275</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/-hp9YAmpOvPU/TpzqG3UygXI/AAAAAAAAALM/0HaYWgoYMB4/s220/IMG_0054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-235547713266477302.post-8487992139058098070</id><published>2008-04-16T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T23:18:51.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'>叹...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;现在的心情，有谁人能了...太多太多的东西需要我去想, 太多太多的东西需要我去决定, 解决...我觉得自己快负荷不了了, 我好累...好想放个长长的假期, 然后去旅行, 看看外面的世界, 究竟有多大, 有多美...现在的我, 好希望他能在我身边, 伴着我, 鼓励我...虽然他的出现不会帮得到什么忙, 可是, 至少我不会觉得我是孤身作战的...有时真的觉得, 活着好累, 多希望我可以去一个很美丽的地方, 无忧无虑地生活, 然, 这个梦想离我有多么远, 我想只有我自己最清楚...身上背负着太多的责任, 每天都为了履行责任而忙碌...身上背负着太多别人对我的看法, 就他们而言, 我应该这样这样,不应该那样那样, 稍有偏差, 就会被人指指点点...这样的生活, 真得很累...其实, 我要的东西很简单, 我只希望我能够用我要的方式去过我的生活...我只希望我能够简简单单地过我的生活...跟所有我爱的人一起, 快乐地生活...越简单的梦想, 往往是越难实现的, 只因在现今这个复杂的世界里, 简单, 是一种奢求...想要返璞归真, 不是那么容易的... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hp9YAmpOvPU/TpzqG3UygXI/AAAAAAAAALM/0HaYWgoYMB4/s220/IMG_0054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-235547713266477302.post-4885397419978087716</id><published>2008-04-15T09:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T02:19:51.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>献给朋友</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;在家靠父母，出外靠朋友。。现在我想谈一谈我的朋友。。朋友，一个一点都不陌生的名词，一个连幼稚园的小朋友都懂得的名词，其背后的意义却是那么的深。。朋友，在你无聊时陪你玩乐，陪你做无聊的事，一起说着许多废话，然后一起傻笑。。朋友，其实可以和你维持着很玄的关系，有些朋友就像你的亲人一样，有些就像你的情人一样。。哈哈。。有些朋友，素未谋面，可是却能畅谈彼此之间的事情，畅所欲言，不用担心秘密被泄露出去。。或许，只聊天不见面的朋友关系才能真正建立起信任吧。。哈哈。。朋友，是会在你做错事时告诉你的人；朋友，是会在你犹豫不决时鼓励你的人；朋友，永远是你最佳的听众，细心听着你的心事、你的故事。。好怀念以前的日子。。朋友，我不少，可是知心的有几个？真正能够共患难的，又有几个？。。泛泛之交，我不缺。。人生就是那么无奈。。或许，是因为我不是一个称职的朋友，所以知己就没几个。。从来，我就不是一个善于表达自己的人，外冷内热，就是我的个性。。有不少朋友告诉过我:”你能不能不那么酷啊?多微笑不能吗？”其实我很无奈，我就是一个外表那么冷的人，可是和我比较熟的朋友都知道，热情，我是有的。。有时候明明就很想念我的朋友，可是就是没有勇气去联络他们。。就这样，一天又一天，到最后就失去了联络。。好想念小学的朋友，不知道他们现在怎样了，是不是和我一样还在念书呢？还是有些已经升级当父母了？还是已经在海外大展拳脚了呢？我也好想念中学时的朋友，不知道他们是不是也在为自己的梦想而努力呢？在这里，我想和所有认识我的朋友说：“朋友，天底下那么大，能够认识你们，是我的福气，衷心谢谢你们走入了我的生活，让我的生活不再单调，对于我曾经对你们做错的事，说错的话，我在这里诚恳地道歉。”。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/235547713266477302-4885397419978087716?l=nicole080.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;爸，妈，很感谢您们把我带到这美丽的世界上。。感谢您们从我出世以来无微不至的照顾，感谢您们无比的耐心，感谢您们细心的关怀。。二十年了，蒙受您们的照顾二十年了。。多亏您们的照顾，我才得以健康快乐地成长。您们为我所付出的，我知道那不是三言两语就能说得完的。伟大的您们，总在我做错事时宽容地原谅我，在我任性时包容我，在我沮丧时安慰我，在我开心时和我一起鼓舞，在我失落时给予鼓励。。是您们把家庭的温暖带给我，是您们让我无忧无虑地长大，是您们让我知道家人是最可贵的，是您们让我深深地感受到，家，是最温暖的避风港。。二十年来，我就像温室里的草莓一样，没受过大风大雨，只因为我活在您们为我筑起的玻璃屋里，活在您们尽心的照顾底下。。然而，我曾为您们做过什么呢？一直以来，用工读书是我报答您们最好的方法。。看着您们每一次拿着我的成绩单微笑时，我知道，您们的心里是喜悦的。不止一次，您们在叔父伯母甚至您们的朋友面前，夸奖我，甚至说以我为荣。。我真的觉得很幸福。。能够诞生在这个温暖的家庭里，这个您们俩一手建立的家庭。。虽然有时候还是会意见分歧，可是我们总会在最短的时间里妥协。。从小到大，您们都设法给我最好的一切，让我吃得饱穿得暖。。有时候，看您们工作那么忙碌，那么辛苦，我好希望自己能马上毕业，投入社会赚钱养你们，让您们在家里享享福。。然，距离我投入社会的日子还有几年的光阴，所以，我会努力地把书读好，然后光荣地毕业。。爸，妈，有句话我很少向您们说，印象中我只在去年说过一次。。“爸，妈，我爱您们！”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/235547713266477302-1475736571475804299?l=nicole080.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;最近开始发现，原来我是一个孤独的人，发现自己不再合群，不再爱和朋友闹在一起，课余时间都是窝在家里，觉得自己好像慢慢迈向孤独老人的行列了。或许是因为人见识多了，开始发现可以交心的朋友其实很难找得到，现在的朋友大多数都是因为课业而在一起，不再像以前的友情那么单纯，因为喜欢而在一起。有一个认识了八年多的朋友，很可惜我们的友情经不起考验，最后还是无疾而终，觉得惋惜，毕竟那几年的中学生涯，我们过得很开心，一起分享恋爱的喜悦，一起分担课业的烦恼，一起去逛街，一起讨论喜欢的东西。。。如今，一切只能成追忆，好希望能在挽回那段友情，或许我的那位朋友会认为是我一手摧毁我们的友谊的吧，可我却不这么认为，毕竟当时我做那一件事也是为了想知道真相，想知道我的好朋友是不是被背叛了。。可是换来的却是一句谩骂。。心，冷了。。。还有一个认识了十年的朋友，她是我最好的朋友，虽然我们曾一度决裂，可是最后还是选择冰释前嫌，或许我们都觉得，知己难寻吧。。现在，我和她生活在不同的城市，过着相同的生活，就是为了课业而忙的生活。。偶尔的联系，让彼此知道对方的近况，知道彼此的心情，以及生活上面对的难题。。她，永远是最了解我的那一个，或许是因为我们是同一个星座的吧，很多的想法以及品位都是一样的，可以说是默契十足吧。哈哈。分开后的每一次见面，都有说不完的活。。好喜欢那种感觉，畅所欲言的感觉。。有时候我会很想念她。。尤其当我觉得寂寞无助的时候。。不知道她在另一个城市过得好不好。。开心吗？希望她一切安好。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/235547713266477302-3202703744162425878?l=nicole080.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/-hp9YAmpOvPU/TpzqG3UygXI/AAAAAAAAALM/0HaYWgoYMB4/s220/IMG_0054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-235547713266477302.post-2351830491136193710</id><published>2008-04-14T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T00:24:57.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>人生</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;人生其实好像跷跷板，你摔到最低的时候，就是你反弹的时候、当你升起的时候，就会忘记之前的失落，而你对面的人会滑下来，两个人的命运就是这样交替着，人生就是这样起起落落...人生如是，爱情亦如是..在你失落的时候，他安慰你；在他沮丧的时候，你拥抱他..在你需要他的时候，他会伸出双手尽一切能力帮助你；在他需要你的时候，你也会敞开胸怀协助他渡过难题..在两个人的世界里，有时侯就是那么简单，不需要奢华的点缀，不需要虚伪的甜言，不需要假意的拥抱，只需要两颗真心。而在彼此的心里，都有对方的影子，这就够了..曾经听过这么一句话：“距离是浇息爱情的第一把火..”我深深的认同这句话，然而，我却试着想要推翻这句话..因为，我正谈着一场远距离的恋爱..当然，无法见面是一种折磨，但也是一种考验，考验着对彼此的信任，考验着对彼此的忠诚，考验着对彼此的信心..偶尔的一次见面，就好像老天的恩赐一样，难得的相聚..彼此珍惜着每分每秒，虽然最后还是要说再见，但这一次的离别，就是下一个见面的开始..有时侯思念会让我们闷闷不乐，会让我们心不在焉，会让我们觉得心好像不见了一样..的确，我们的心是不见了，因为我们的心交换了位置，我的心被他拿去了，他的心被我带走了..两个人的生活环境截然不同，所以每天都会关心着对方所做的事，想知道对方的生活点滴..我想要和所有正在谈远距离恋爱的朋友们说一声：“加油吧！不要轻言放弃！愿我们的爱情都会开花结果，愿我们爱情的火焰不会被距离浇息！愿我们都幸福！”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/235547713266477302-2351830491136193710?l=nicole080.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/feeds/2351830491136193710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=235547713266477302&amp;postID=2351830491136193710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/235547713266477302/posts/default/2351830491136193710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/235547713266477302/posts/default/2351830491136193710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post_6005.html' title='人生'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646293172436082275</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/-hp9YAmpOvPU/TpzqG3UygXI/AAAAAAAAALM/0HaYWgoYMB4/s220/IMG_0054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-235547713266477302.post-2843852259978582739</id><published>2008-04-14T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T00:32:22.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'>灰</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;现在的心情，是灰色的...原因？不想说、不必说...说了也于事无补...有时候你以为你已经拥有，可是到头来，却是一场空...一切一切，都是自己的南柯一梦...有时候你以为你已经失去了，可是当你擦亮双眼，才发现，原来你一直都拥有着...有时候，失去并不是真正的失去；拥有也非完全地拥有...或许，失去，也是一种拥有吧...只是，所拥有的东西不同了，当你学会面对、接受，或许这新的拥有，将会带给你欢愉，就看你怎么想...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/235547713266477302-2843852259978582739?l=nicole080.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/feeds/2843852259978582739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=235547713266477302&amp;postID=2843852259978582739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/235547713266477302/posts/default/2843852259978582739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/235547713266477302/posts/default/2843852259978582739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post_2783.html' title='灰'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646293172436082275</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/-hp9YAmpOvPU/TpzqG3UygXI/AAAAAAAAALM/0HaYWgoYMB4/s220/IMG_0054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-235547713266477302.post-4076535955727497440</id><published>2008-04-14T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T00:20:30.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>幸福的定义</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;幸福，是什么？从来就没有一个完美的诠释，去说明到底幸福的定义在哪里...幸福，可以很简单，也可以很复杂；可以是垂手可得，也可以是遥不可及...有些人觉得，幸福就是当你拥有你想要的：事业，爱情，家庭，友情...可是，拥有这些，就一定幸福吗？不...不是这样的...其实幸福，不一定要拥有什么...身边的人的一个动作、一个微笑、一句关心、一句鼓励...都可以是完美的幸福...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/235547713266477302-4076535955727497440?l=nicole080.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/feeds/4076535955727497440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=235547713266477302&amp;postID=4076535955727497440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/235547713266477302/posts/default/4076535955727497440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/235547713266477302/posts/default/4076535955727497440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post_1736.html' title='幸福的定义'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646293172436082275</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/-hp9YAmpOvPU/TpzqG3UygXI/AAAAAAAAALM/0HaYWgoYMB4/s220/IMG_0054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-235547713266477302.post-6167562159274869290</id><published>2008-04-14T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T00:18:19.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>想念</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;想念的心情，应该每个人都曾体会过吧..那种感觉，是很奇妙的..有时候是甜甜的，有时候是酸酸的，有时候是苦苦的..当你在想念一个人，而又知道对方在想念你时，那种感觉是甜的..当你想念一个人，可是却不能让对方知道你在想念他，而眼睁睁看着对方想念着别人，那种感觉是酸的..当你想念一个人，可是那个人却完全不知道你的心意、或者对你的心意视若无睹，那种感觉是苦的..想念，是最自然的一件事，当某样东西某个人离开你的视线，而你又在意那样东西或那个人的话，你就会开始想念它/他/她..其实，想念是一件幸福的事，不管对方知不知道，不管对方接不接受，我总认为，想念是一件快乐的事..而我想念他的心情，是甜甜、甜甜的..纵然不能常见面，可是我们都知道，在远方，有个人，常常都在挂念着自己..虽然，距离是一种考验，有时候我会觉得那是一种挫折，但，世上没有不受挫折的恋情，有些人甚至还要经历生离死别，才能找到自己爱的人..而我很庆幸，我每一次的曾经，还有我的现在，都不需要经历生离死别..我会珍惜我现在所拥有的，我也会去争取我还没拥有的，我要让我自己觉得：今生无悔..珍惜眼前人..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hp9YAmpOvPU/TpzqG3UygXI/AAAAAAAAALM/0HaYWgoYMB4/s220/IMG_0054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-235547713266477302.post-2918867645573146231</id><published>2008-04-14T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T00:13:40.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'>思</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;两个人能走在一起，&lt;br /&gt;是一种缘分，&lt;br /&gt;是上天的安排，让两个人有一次了解对方的机会，&lt;br /&gt;让两个人共同创造属于他们的回忆，&lt;br /&gt;在一起的时候，&lt;br /&gt;心里眼里只有对方，&lt;br /&gt;做什么事都在想着对方，&lt;br /&gt;常常担心着对方是否吃得饱、穿得暖，&lt;br /&gt;是否过得开心、写意，&lt;br /&gt;对方不开心的时候，自己心里也不好受，&lt;br /&gt;对方开心的时候，自己也跟着心花怒放，&lt;br /&gt;对方伤心的时候，会想陪他一起哭，&lt;br /&gt;对方沮丧的时候，会想抱着他安慰他...&lt;br /&gt;可是如果有一天，两个人没有办法再维系那一份情的时候，&lt;br /&gt;就该学会放手。&lt;br /&gt;放手让对方离去，&lt;br /&gt;让他去继续他想做的事，&lt;br /&gt;让他过他想过的生活，&lt;br /&gt;因为如果对方已经不想继续这一段情，&lt;br /&gt;再多的恳求与忏悔也于事无补...&lt;br /&gt;应该学会放手，&lt;br /&gt;让彼此有一个完美的结局，&lt;br /&gt;而不是一个撕破脸要求复合的结局。&lt;br /&gt;一个完美的句号，&lt;br /&gt;可以让彼此分手后见面时不那么尴尬，&lt;br /&gt;至少还能继续做朋友。&lt;br /&gt;没有必要因为当不成情侣，&lt;br /&gt;而连朋友也当不成。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/235547713266477302-2918867645573146231?l=nicole080.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/feeds/2918867645573146231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=235547713266477302&amp;postID=2918867645573146231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/235547713266477302/posts/default/2918867645573146231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/235547713266477302/posts/default/2918867645573146231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post_3600.html' title='思'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04646293172436082275</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/-hp9YAmpOvPU/TpzqG3UygXI/AAAAAAAAALM/0HaYWgoYMB4/s220/IMG_0054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-235547713266477302.post-7437909948367091793</id><published>2008-04-14T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T00:10:12.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>彩虹</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;七色的彩虹，我想这不是一个陌生的名词。它那灿烂的七种颜色，带给我们不同的美感。我喜欢彩虹，它总在雨后才会出现，这显示它的可贵，有时候它会待在云端好一段时间，有时候却很快就消失了。我喜欢彩虹，每次看见的时候都有种幸福的感觉，觉得自己很幸运，毕竟有些人是从没看过彩虹的。我喜欢彩虹，总觉得彩虹代表着希望，因为它只在雨后才会出现。雨后的彩虹，就像在告诉我们：“没事了，一切都没事了，风雨已然过去，雨过就会天晴…没事了…”今天，我又看见彩虹了...就在我心情低落的时候，它出现了...像在安慰着我...当时，我笑了...看着那美丽的彩虹，我微笑着...突然，想起了很多往事，我的朋友、我的老师...就像电影一样，一幕幕出现在我脑海里...想着想着、我想起了我的未来...一丝丝的惆怅与彷徨，在我心里徘徊着...我不禁开始担心，我的未来会是怎样的...难道就平凡的毕业、工作、组家庭吗...这不是我要的，我不想平凡地过一生，可是我又能做什么呢？…或许…我能做的，就是享受这平凡，而在这平凡中寻找我的不平凡吧…或许，这平凡对某些人来说是很难得的…也对，那我就该好好地享受这难得的平凡，活出我的不平凡吧…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/235547713266477302-7437909948367091793?l=nicole080.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nicole080.blogspot.com/feeds/7437909948367091793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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