<?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-7726494300764324395</id><updated>2011-07-08T09:19:36.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lousy blogger and nothing-better-to-do audience</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lif4r.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7726494300764324395/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lif4r.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>wIlLiAm LeOnG yOnG sIaNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10032519098299035117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EiUBU9X9nl8/Slb-9Yu272I/AAAAAAAAABI/_ZMe6CT1Igc/S220/DSC00144.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7726494300764324395.post-8678070864647193895</id><published>2010-04-26T14:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T15:09:38.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The invasion of PS3</title><content type='html'>The invasion of PS3 has hit me directly and fatally. I had lived live that must have the present of PS3 for totally five long months. Well, it's better than taking drugs right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had only played two games for the five whole months, which are the Call of Duty, Modern Warfare 2 and Final Fantasy 13. Surprisingly the amount of time I had to allow me to play such small amount of game, unlike times when I was younger. Now I realized how much different between before and after working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although having a PS3 it's a liability that hard to maintain, but all the breathtaking cinematic and new styled game play made everything worth the dollar. So far I had only brought two games. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it folks, just drop by and blog something recently. Take care and have a wonderful life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7726494300764324395-8678070864647193895?l=lif4r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lif4r.blogspot.com/feeds/8678070864647193895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lif4r.blogspot.com/2010/04/invasion-of-ps3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7726494300764324395/posts/default/8678070864647193895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7726494300764324395/posts/default/8678070864647193895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lif4r.blogspot.com/2010/04/invasion-of-ps3.html' title='The invasion of PS3'/><author><name>wIlLiAm LeOnG yOnG sIaNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10032519098299035117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EiUBU9X9nl8/Slb-9Yu272I/AAAAAAAAABI/_ZMe6CT1Igc/S220/DSC00144.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7726494300764324395.post-8309613852360062983</id><published>2009-12-22T11:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T12:33:40.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Facebook</title><content type='html'>Sports? Camping? Shopping? Get yourself fashioned? Get a pet to rare? Still busy finding hobby to kill your free time? Worry no more, I'm here to untie your problem by introducing a new activity, which is the mighty Facebook. Actually it's not really new at all, it's just a metaphor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People now a days, aged from started to understand how to function a computer until they sleep in the coffin are spending most of their time on Facebook. It makes their day by simply clicking the Facebook. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It totally changed the lifestyle of people now a days, instead of spending time going out, but now they rather choosed to stay at home. This situation worries many parents where they always found their children sitting in front of computer. In the past, children are found everywhere on the neighborhood, playing in the playground. On the other hand, children are no longer being seen on these places. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crimes can be committed in Facebook as well, such as stalking, uploading disturbing information and so on. Guys stalk girls, girls stalk guys, old mans stalk pretty young girls. The ugly truth of Facebook. Ever since the appearance of internet networking, the stalking issue has been the main issue. That's why there's always a confirmation box pops out whenever you receive a friend's request. Same goes to uploading disturbing information, now a days people tend to ignore this issue. If you want to upload it, go ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay folks, today it's my off day and I don't wish to waste my time on here so much, stop spending some much time on Facebook, it doesn't earn you money, try to spend time on ways to earn yourself money.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7726494300764324395-8309613852360062983?l=lif4r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lif4r.blogspot.com/feeds/8309613852360062983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lif4r.blogspot.com/2009/12/facebook.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7726494300764324395/posts/default/8309613852360062983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7726494300764324395/posts/default/8309613852360062983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lif4r.blogspot.com/2009/12/facebook.html' title='Facebook'/><author><name>wIlLiAm LeOnG yOnG sIaNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10032519098299035117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EiUBU9X9nl8/Slb-9Yu272I/AAAAAAAAABI/_ZMe6CT1Igc/S220/DSC00144.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7726494300764324395.post-5667054455575844505</id><published>2009-12-19T00:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T00:53:51.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding nightmare</title><content type='html'>The older we get, the more you realized people around you getting married one by one. Just few hours ago, I attended my primary school's gathering. One of my friend shocked me with the news that she's getting married next year. Other than congratulation, I'm left alone in the stage of shocked. But still I'm very happy to hear the good news, it's feel nice by attending your friend's wedding party. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beside my friend's shocking news, there's two more wedding I'm invited in the same year as well. But both of weddings are dropped on January, whereas my friend's wedding is at December. Like I said, I'm starting to feel old by watching my friends getting married one by one. On the other hand, I'm still on the same ground, not achieving anything yet which made me feel suck, totally like a loser. Well, I guess different person has different fate, mine would be just fine, moderation.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting married it's tons of stress to both your mentally and physically, it's not an easy task at all. Mentally stress comes from the unsure future and also worryings. From my personal experience, few months ago my best friend married and I can tell from his face, he's totally stressed out. You need plenty of helps from family and friend, supports as well. As a friend of them, I will make sure be there whenever they need help, these is all I can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, like I said, life sucks. So enjoy while you can, after married it will be a long life prison. LIFE SUCKS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7726494300764324395-5667054455575844505?l=lif4r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lif4r.blogspot.com/feeds/5667054455575844505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lif4r.blogspot.com/2009/12/wedding-nightmare.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7726494300764324395/posts/default/5667054455575844505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7726494300764324395/posts/default/5667054455575844505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lif4r.blogspot.com/2009/12/wedding-nightmare.html' title='Wedding nightmare'/><author><name>wIlLiAm LeOnG yOnG sIaNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10032519098299035117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EiUBU9X9nl8/Slb-9Yu272I/AAAAAAAAABI/_ZMe6CT1Igc/S220/DSC00144.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7726494300764324395.post-4954529422456120146</id><published>2009-12-16T15:35:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T16:20:53.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My working life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EiUBU9X9nl8/SyiXxSXNjYI/AAAAAAAAADc/DyS5QbIvgH8/s1600-h/img_12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 125px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EiUBU9X9nl8/SyiXxSXNjYI/AAAAAAAAADc/DyS5QbIvgH8/s320/img_12.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415745424911601026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EiUBU9X9nl8/SyiXqUjvD9I/AAAAAAAAADU/vR-m2QThWrw/s1600-h/img_8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 125px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EiUBU9X9nl8/SyiXqUjvD9I/AAAAAAAAADU/vR-m2QThWrw/s320/img_8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415745305241915346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EiUBU9X9nl8/SyiXBm5pZwI/AAAAAAAAADM/j3MvMz7061U/s1600-h/img_21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 125px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EiUBU9X9nl8/SyiXBm5pZwI/AAAAAAAAADM/j3MvMz7061U/s320/img_21.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415744605791020802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*1st picture - Front desk&lt;br /&gt;*2nd picture - Lobby&lt;br /&gt;*3rd picture - Entrance of the Ball Room &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry folks, I've been not blogging for quite some time due to two main reasons, which are I'm too tired after working and I'm fed up with my streamyx line. My house's line is getting better everyday, dammit I wish I'm from stone age where they don't rely on internet at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm considered very lucky that I found a hotel job near my house. Currently I'm working under Grand Dorsett hotel, Subang Jaya. Just in case for those who doesn't know where is it, it's located beside SJMC ( Subang Jaya Medical Center ). By the way, the hotel once called Sheraton Subang, but it changed name just recently.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kitchen where I'm working now it's called The Emperor, sounds cool huh? It caught me surprised where I just found out this Chinese restaurant got tons of awards. The best restaurant, the best service, the best cuisine and many more. Needless to say, the chefs there are bloody kind to me. I must admit that I have no pressure at all working there, I'm pretty much enjoying my life now. Sorry folks, don't jealous of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My working shift starts at 10.30am ~ 2.30pm. After lunch time, I'm free to go anywhere I want, so usually I will head back home, take a nice bath and maybe a small nap or blogging. The next shift starts at 5.30pm ~ 10pm, which is dinner time. It gets a bit more busier compared with lunch time, just a little bit. Usually dinner time I just stand around, help a bit. Ops, forgot to mention my main position, my main job is to prepare desserts and fruits. So after a long hours of working, nothing can beats a cool place, sitting with friends and drink "teh ais kurang manis".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, what can I say about my life. It's finally getting better after 21 years of miserably, soul tortured life. Just dropping by, blog something to make you all jealous, take care and please don't be jealous.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7726494300764324395-4954529422456120146?l=lif4r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lif4r.blogspot.com/feeds/4954529422456120146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lif4r.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-working-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7726494300764324395/posts/default/4954529422456120146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7726494300764324395/posts/default/4954529422456120146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lif4r.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-working-life.html' title='My working life'/><author><name>wIlLiAm LeOnG yOnG sIaNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10032519098299035117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EiUBU9X9nl8/Slb-9Yu272I/AAAAAAAAABI/_ZMe6CT1Igc/S220/DSC00144.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EiUBU9X9nl8/SyiXxSXNjYI/AAAAAAAAADc/DyS5QbIvgH8/s72-c/img_12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7726494300764324395.post-1716589284722004146</id><published>2009-12-02T00:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T00:47:11.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>爱上死神之第九话，两人的重遇</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;第九话，两人的重遇&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“这半年来，我每分每秒都想着你，难道你没想起我吗？”可利双眼凝望着我问道。她和我俩安静地在一个角落站着，她说了这句话打破了这安静又尴尬的气氛。天这时候正和燕在病房里谈天，而我借着带可利去厕所的借口拉她出去问个清楚。我试着回答她，可是外面的雨滴打在窗口的声音打断了我的想法。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“你还是和以前一样，都不把心里的话说出来。你不说出来我又怎样知道呢?我只不过要你讲你还想着我，为什么那么间单的五个字都那么难讲出口吗?”可利带有一些哭泣地声音问道我，双手紧捉着我的肩膀，但脸是朝着地上没看着我。一瞬间雨声没了，四周的杂声也没了，只有没规矩的心跳声和凝重的呼吸声徘徊着我耳里。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“原来你们认识对方的吗? 还以为要介绍你们给对方呢。看来不用了吧?” 天带有些讽刺的声调问道，同时间他和燕都带着怀疑的眼神凝视着我们俩。可利和我都被天的声音吓倒了，彼此立刻向后退了几步，不约而同地望向天。对于天的问题，我们俩也无法回答他，只好以安静来回答他。聪明的燕看见不对路，立刻拉我到另一个角落审问我。而天二话不说地拉走了可利离开此地。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“原来如此，你和可利有着一段故事。难怪我第一次见她时，她真像美呢。也难怪你会。。。，你为什么不早点和我们说呢?也不明白为何天要把她当成女朋友，真是的。”燕坐在我家的地上说道。而坐在沙发上的我却保持沉默。之从我离开医院，燕就陪着我。而我也终于无法忍受了，将所有的来龙去脉一一告诉燕，就连我听到的声音也告诉了她。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“别说我了，那你呢? 这半年都在做什么? 天和我都很关心你呢，完全没有消息。”我试着转移话题地问道。本来还看着我的双眼慢慢望向地上，慢慢地有水滴滴在地上。我心想难道我又问错东西了吗?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“我到了美国试着寻找我的家人。但是我父母原来早就不在了，只剩下我的姐姐一个人。可是当我见到她的时候，她已经。。。”燕说到这里，已经再也讲不出口了。我顺手拿了纸巾递了给她。我心想难道那时候就是她姐姐叫我找燕吗? 在梦里和我说话的就是燕的姐姐吗? 难道是她姐姐叫我小心某些人的吗? 顿时又多了很多问题。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“我还记得我从小就知道自己和别人不一样，因为我都拥有蓝色的眼珠。小时候我四周的小孩都有和我不一样的眼珠。所以我知道，我一定是从别的地方来，而且每当我问起我的阿姨，她都不肯告诉我真相。就这样当我懂事时，我把这件事摆在我生命里的角落，没再去理它了。直到半年前你们突然问起我，我才想起这个问题。” 燕擦干了眼泪再说道。我还真的第一次听起她的过去，以前我们说过，一定不会提起伤心事，所以一直以来都没问。原来她的过去也好像我，一样不好受。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“就有一天，我趁阿姨不在家时，进了她房间看看有没有什么线索关于我的父母。无意间我在抽屉里找到一叠的信件。于是好奇的我不问自取，打开了看。原来是那么多年来我妈妈从美国寄来的信。我花了一整夜的时间看完所有的信，就好像在读着故事似，只是这些是已经久得纸张发黄的故事。信的内容都是些问起现在我的事，但没有说起为什么丢下我一个人在这里。第二天，我就以信上的地址去找我的父母。 没想到，原来妈妈因车祸去世了很多年，只剩下我姐姐，而她也患上了急病，只剩下几个月时间，所以这半年我都一直陪她度过。她也告诉了我很多事情，原来父母不是不要我，而是当我就在很小的时候父母已离婚。姐姐就跟了妈妈到美国开始了一个新的家庭，而我就跟了爸爸留下来，从此我们俩姐妹就两地分隔。但是我就是不懂我爸爸去了哪，连姐姐也不知道。”她望着我而说道。我也只有安静地听着，最好的领听者就是那些会安静地听你说话的好朋友。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就这样，燕和我又好像以前一起搞好咖啡馆。一切都告一段落，燕的问题终算已经解决了，至于我还是一切都还在猜疑的阶段。我真高兴燕回来帮我，现在的我轻松了许多。可是天已经有几个月没联络，我想他还介意没告诉他所有的事，真是左为右难。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“欢迎光临，请问。。。”突然燕说到一半就停了。正在洗东西的我好奇，转头一看，没想到会看见她，可利既然出现在这里。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“怎么啦? 不欢迎我吗? 刘月光，我要来这里打工。”可利目中无人地说道，然后慢慢地走向我，眼神带有一些恶意。到了我面前停了脚步，双眼望着我，渐渐地向我耳边接近，像是有话要说似。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“刘月光，我不会让你好过的，你瞧着吧。”她在我耳边轻轻地说道。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;有时候努力地寻回过去的记忆会带来更大的痛苦，可见拥有完美的记忆不见得会比较快乐&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;第九话，完&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7726494300764324395-1716589284722004146?l=lif4r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lif4r.blogspot.com/feeds/1716589284722004146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lif4r.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7726494300764324395/posts/default/1716589284722004146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:&amp;quot;;"  lang="ZH-CN"&gt;第八话，黑色的天使&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;"  lang="ZH-CN"&gt;对某些人来说在梦里对话也许是一件很不可思议的事。但也对某些人是件和开心的事，因为他们可以和已离开的人对话。可是对我来说，或许是件任务，帮助别人的事，所以谈不起来是开心或不可思议。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;“&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;黑色的天使。。。代表着什么呢&lt;/span&gt;?”&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;一直不停的在我脑海里打转。今天我又带着疲惫的身体去开店。不晓得为什么最近总是很疲倦，不够睡似。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;"  lang="ZH-CN"&gt;当我走到店门口，正想拿出锁匙来开门时。突然觉得有双很熟悉的眼神在凝视着我，同时间带来了毛骨悚然地感觉。很自然地，双眼就四处望，想找这感觉的来源。就这样无意间看见了一个很熟悉的背影，难道是她吗&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;?&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;突然电话响起打断了我的思想，拿了起来看既然是个不明号码打来的。很无奈但同时又很无助的，就开店去。渐渐的把这件事忘了直到。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;”&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;真的很烦耶，她一不见就不见了半年。弄到我这样想念她，又不知道她去了哪，担心死人啦。&lt;/span&gt;“&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;天发闷骚地说道。又像平时我们俩聚在一起，讲燕的坏话。我则在旁边微微地笑，因为我已希惯了。这半年说长不长，说短不短，还真的蛮想念燕。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;”&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;光，你还有听到奇怪的声音吗&lt;/span&gt;?” &lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;天关心地问道。他不提起我也还真的似乎忘了这件事呢。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;“&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;阿，没了没了。已经半年都没了。&lt;/span&gt;”&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;我对着天微笑地回道。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;“&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;光啊，其实我有东西跟你讲，我有了。。。。&lt;/span&gt;“&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;听到这里时，突然我觉得天转地旋似，很不舒服的，眼前就一片黑暗了。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;“&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;光，你还不能来这里，快回去！&lt;/span&gt;”&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;那熟悉的声音说道。突然有股冲动想要睁开眼睛看清楚她是谁。当我睁开眼睛时，我既然发现我正在睡在一张红色的床。床上有很多黑色的羽毛，还有一股熟女的香味回绕着我。再往四处看才发现，这里除了张红色的床之外，就只有一片漆黑。在这里我突然很孤独，被遗弃的感觉。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;“&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;光，你还不是时候来这里，快回去，往那扇门去吧。再不快点那扇门就会锁上，那时就太迟。&lt;/span&gt;”&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;不知从哪里来的那把声音又响了。突然我眼前就出现了一红色的门，门的周围都布满了黑羽毛。我心想应该是那扇门吧，可是奇怪的是为什么没有门把的呢？到底要怎样开的呢？正好双脚要下床听她说去开那扇门，才发现我的脚根本不是站在冷冰冰的地，而是没有东西撑在脚底。就像在外空，没有了地心引力。我心想怎样才能到达那扇门呢？因为床和门的之间还有一段距离呢。想到这里时，门突然就出现在我面前了。好奇怪的地方呢，难道这里都能让人心想事成的地方？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;“&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;好啦，快点回去吧。我在这里给你一个忠告，要小心一个女子叫。。。。。光，没想到你已成长成这样了，我就安心呢。记得现在不是你来这里的时候，明白吗。要好好地活下去。。。活下。。。去。&lt;/span&gt;”&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;渐渐地再也听不到她的声音了。她到底是谁？为什么她要这样帮助我呢？还有她要我小心谁呢？暂时我的心里又多了几个问号。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;"  lang="ZH-CN"&gt;我的胸口突然感觉到很重，而且有水滴滴在我脸上。我的双手是感觉热热地，像被另外一双手紧紧地握着。我的耳朵慢慢开始接受杂音了，不再安静无比。慢慢听得出是哭泣声，而且声音还蛮熟悉。就在这时候，我渐渐吃力地睁开双眼，这时的双眼是多么地沉重。当我打开第一眼时，我好惊讶。燕竟然就在我眼前呢，难道我还在发梦吗？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;“&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;光&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;光，你醒了？我的天，你知不知道你睡了多久？你让我担心死了，你知不知。。。&lt;/span&gt;”&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;燕没能把话说完，我就紧紧地拥抱她。她的出现，语言再也不能表达我现在的心情，只有拥抱才能真真表达我的心。同时间拥抱才能确定她是存在的，而不是梦。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;"  lang="ZH-CN"&gt;正当我要开口问她这半年如何时，病房的门打开了。天走了进来看见我没事好开心，只不过下个画面我竟然也没想到会发生的，有个女孩竟然拖着天的手进来。那女孩是。。。可利，她为什么会在这里呢？一切都发生得太快，太突然，我竟然有点接受不来。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;"  lang="ZH-CN"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;"  lang="ZH-CN"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;"  lang="ZH-CN"&gt;梦，是一种不能够用思考和语言来解决的一件奇景。梦，也许带给你欢喜，悲哀，悔意，愤怒，但是有梦的人总比没梦的人来地快活些。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;"  lang="ZH-CN"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;"  lang="ZH-CN"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;爱上死神之第八话，完&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/7726494300764324395-4563535761549437557?l=lif4r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lif4r.blogspot.com/feeds/4563535761549437557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lif4r.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7726494300764324395/posts/default/4563535761549437557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7726494300764324395/posts/default/4563535761549437557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lif4r.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title='爱上死神之第八话，黑色的天使'/><author><name>wIlLiAm LeOnG yOnG sIaNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10032519098299035117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EiUBU9X9nl8/Slb-9Yu272I/AAAAAAAAABI/_ZMe6CT1Igc/S220/DSC00144.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7726494300764324395.post-6218488667628479123</id><published>2009-11-19T18:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T18:49:08.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life sucks</title><content type='html'>Spirits, ghosts, superstitious, anything you name it. Do you actually believe it? Are they really exist, sharing the same space with us? Can they cause harm to us? Nobody knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My self have been spending some times try to understand it. But studies and field experiences are totally two different things. There's a must-do-while-I'm-young list, one of it is to have an experience in haunted places. But forming a team is not an easy task, there will be always obstacles to bring my plan down. I really hope those who read this blog and it brings out your curiosity as well. Be welcome to contact me if you feel interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of must-do-while-I'm-young list, do you have it? I really hope you have one as well. Like my friend always tell me, life is suck, but if you are not doing something about it, it will be far more worst. Life is short, don't waste your life, just do anything you want beside committing crimes. For example, if you really met a girl who you had a crush on her, just go ahead try your luck. Don't sit around waiting for hope or miracle to happen cause it will not happen. Hope does not exist. So next time when you heard one of your friends did something stupid but fun, try not to laugh them, they are trying to make full use of their life without wasting a single minutes of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I watched Poker King unwillingly with one of my friend. Guess what? It's really funny and at the same time, too unrealistic and illogically. I really hope people who watched this movie will have the same thought with me. While for those who haven't watch or missed this movie, try not to watch it since it will cause serious brain damage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay folks, there's all. Life sucks and please don't tell me you are happy with your life now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7726494300764324395-6218488667628479123?l=lif4r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lif4r.blogspot.com/feeds/6218488667628479123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lif4r.blogspot.com/2009/11/life-sucks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7726494300764324395/posts/default/6218488667628479123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7726494300764324395/posts/default/6218488667628479123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lif4r.blogspot.com/2009/11/life-sucks.html' title='Life sucks'/><author><name>wIlLiAm LeOnG yOnG sIaNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10032519098299035117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EiUBU9X9nl8/Slb-9Yu272I/AAAAAAAAABI/_ZMe6CT1Igc/S220/DSC00144.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7726494300764324395.post-4116902102647483771</id><published>2009-10-19T13:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T15:15:55.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The ugly faces of life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Boy : Hey, can I ask you a question? What do girls really want? They want us to make the first move to ask them out but they tend to reject us. Or they prefer up or down. Oh god, I will never figure it out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl : You really want to know? Promise me you won't tell anyone that I told you. Come closer and I will tell you....Even we don't know what we want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever thought about this? Sometimes you are sleepless and having all sorts of shit thoughts, thinking about bla bla bla this and that. In the end, everything is gambling, 50% chance. Either you got it or you lose it. There will be never gray area, the uncertain ones. But somehow, girls tend to create this gray area for boys to be confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before you continue to read this article, I can promise you this is an ugly article, either you read it and think about it or just leave my article and thing about it too. This is not a sex discrimination article, just purely words from the deep heart of boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I wrote here may wrong, but who can score 100% on this subject? If there's people scored 100%, I will have nothing to say. Everything is tried and error, there's no perfection on this subject. There's no such thing on first sight love, to hell with this. If a person comes to you and tell you he/she interested in you, you can show middle finger to them. Remember there's always a catch on it. Either they want sex, money or making full use of you until the point where you have nothing left to be used. Like my best friend always said, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If life is so easy, why do we still suffer and try to understand life? &lt;/span&gt;All hail to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, I have a friend, an interesting friend. He has what it takes to get a girl, the bravery but yet he still failed. At least he failed 3~4 times this year. Everytime he failed and asked me, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why do I failed?&lt;/span&gt; I answered him, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Because you kept falling into the same trap again and again, the gray area.&lt;/span&gt; I really pity my friend, he has no resistance on false hopes. Well, I believe this is a part of growing up, learning. Like my friend said &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;false hopes, shattered dreams, wicked truths, the ugly faces of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you notice in your group of friends, there will have these people tend to give you what I called misused bravery. The most used sentence is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;don't worry, just go ahead, never try never know. &lt;/span&gt;Misguided and misleads of these people will cause you a never-forgot-in- your-lifetime problem. I call them the misguilder. In the end of the day, they are the one who sitting beside you and waiting for you to tell them stories, they are the ones love to see their friends failed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's too much ugly truths in our life just that we tend to deny it. The longer we deny it, the bigger problem it will be. Just accept the damn truth and live with it. You are no longer living in fantasy world. Live like an adult.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7726494300764324395-4116902102647483771?l=lif4r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lif4r.blogspot.com/feeds/4116902102647483771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lif4r.blogspot.com/2009/10/ugly-faces-of-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7726494300764324395/posts/default/4116902102647483771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7726494300764324395/posts/default/4116902102647483771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lif4r.blogspot.com/2009/10/ugly-faces-of-life.html' title='The ugly faces of life.'/><author><name>wIlLiAm LeOnG yOnG sIaNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10032519098299035117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EiUBU9X9nl8/Slb-9Yu272I/AAAAAAAAABI/_ZMe6CT1Igc/S220/DSC00144.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7726494300764324395.post-4054528639357112968</id><published>2009-09-24T23:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T00:28:09.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Malaysia's products are not supported?</title><content type='html'>Hi folks, sorry being M.I.A for such a long period of time. I was busy re-think and re-adjust my life cause it's been so f**ked up where I can't bare with it any longer. It's time to do something about it. Well, don't look at me as if I'm from Mars, you also have to do something to re-start your miserable life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No doubts, I have tons of things to talk about since I deserted my blog spot for so long. Today, I'm going to talk about how good is Malaysia's product - Proton. I may sound like someone who anti-Malaysia's products but hear me out, they (  the Malaysia's products ) don't have what it takes to gain the people's trust.  So don't blame me being such person, I'm shaped this way by them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are one of the close friend of mine, you will know that I owned an old version of red Proton Saga. As you all know, old version of Proton Saga doesn't have alarm installed within it, so you have to lock/unlock the car using car key. Now you know how miserable my life is? Just kidding, don't take my words seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes the problem, imagine that you forgot to pull out your car key from the key hole and lock the car door manually as you go out the car, then you will have big trouble if you don't have the spare key with you. Well, don't worry. Whenever there's a problem, there's a solution comes with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The solution is to take a long-thin-iron bar or ruler to insert it as deeply as you can to the small gap between the window and the outer layer of the door. If you look carefully there's a button look alike switch deep inside the gap. Your goal is try to trigger the switch by using the ruler, by doing so you can lift up the door lock and you can enter the car. It may sound easy but believe me, it requires skills and experiences to do so. It's also believe that this action applies to most of the Proton's products.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess most of you have already known this but if you don't know about this, please have second thoughts on what you really want. Whether you stick with the Malaysia's products or imported products? It's totally up to you. May the god be with you all ( Nothing-better-to-do-folks ).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7726494300764324395-4054528639357112968?l=lif4r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lif4r.blogspot.com/feeds/4054528639357112968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lif4r.blogspot.com/2009/09/why-malaysias-products-are-not.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7726494300764324395/posts/default/4054528639357112968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7726494300764324395/posts/default/4054528639357112968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lif4r.blogspot.com/2009/09/why-malaysias-products-are-not.html' title='Why Malaysia&apos;s products are not supported?'/><author><name>wIlLiAm LeOnG yOnG sIaNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10032519098299035117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EiUBU9X9nl8/Slb-9Yu272I/AAAAAAAAABI/_ZMe6CT1Igc/S220/DSC00144.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7726494300764324395.post-5238484863154266264</id><published>2009-08-03T11:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T23:17:32.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where is the road manners?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Local drivers are considered one of the most dangerous group of people in South East Asia region. Why is that? I will list down everything I know or I experienced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I named this article as road's manners because local drivers are lack of manners and knowledge on the road and I'm hopefully this article will brings proper information to them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;I noticed people tend to use the hazard light or distract light for wrong purposes, especially in the heavy rain. What they think is hazard light might increased the chances for other drivers to notice them. But what happen is, you are giving the wrong message that you are stopping your car since you are putting hazard light and this will lead them to a confused stage where they have no idea where you stopped your car or which lane they are driving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the other hand, I believe there's not many people notice that actually most of the bridges are not meant for motorcyclists due to it's narrow roads. They ( JPJ ) even put a sign that displaying it but most of the motorcyclists still don't obey it. Sadly, some motorcyclists not only misused the convenient of bridges, they ( motorcyclists )  even tend to ride on the middle of the bridge which leading to a small traffic jam. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Furthermore, accidents and car malfunctioned will always lend to massive traffic jam. This is because of drivers' bad habit, busybody. Where they tend to slow down and take a good look to what happened and ironically this can cause traffic to slowed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Crossing red traffic lights will always and had always been a big issue. The inpatient drivers usually don't obey the traffic lights, especially in the late night. By relief, this problem had been solved by adding the sensitivity devices on the traffic lights. Which allows it to detect any cars arrival and available to shorten the time period of waiting for green light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be frank, actually there's still a whole few pages-long-list but you can't expect me to list it all out here. So, I'm going to leave it to readers and think about it, like I said where is the road manners. And please have a save trip wherever you planing to travel. May the god bless you.&lt;br /&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&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&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7726494300764324395-5238484863154266264?l=lif4r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lif4r.blogspot.com/feeds/5238484863154266264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lif4r.blogspot.com/2009/08/where-is-road-manners.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7726494300764324395/posts/default/5238484863154266264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7726494300764324395/posts/default/5238484863154266264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lif4r.blogspot.com/2009/08/where-is-road-manners.html' title='Where is the road manners?'/><author><name>wIlLiAm LeOnG yOnG sIaNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10032519098299035117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EiUBU9X9nl8/Slb-9Yu272I/AAAAAAAAABI/_ZMe6CT1Igc/S220/DSC00144.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7726494300764324395.post-5780202227383272835</id><published>2009-08-01T14:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T15:33:45.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The seven signs of apocalypse</title><content type='html'>Have you all heard of the seven signs of apocalypse? Today I watched this in discovery channel, how ironic which they placed science and religion prophecies together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It says by the time ( doomsday ) arrives, there will be seven signs of apocalypse. It was written in the bible, they said. Although I'm not a Christian believer but still I don't mind accepting their believing. Once again, please correct me if I'm wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seven signs will be deadly plague, super volcanoes, radiation rays from outer space, sea level rising, poisonous gasses from the ocean, meteors rain and nuclear wars. I will just briefly explain each of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First will be the deadly plague where it has no cure. It wipes out most of the livings in the surface. It's originated from the lab where scientists are creating something beneficial but it turns out to be deathly and out of control. Similar to resident evil, I would say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Move on to the next, super volcanoes. They ( scientists ) say it has the force that is 150 times stronger than a normal volcanoes have. Once it erupts, the amount of ashes will cover the earth's atmosphere for about at least 100 years. The plants failed to photosynthesise because the layer of ashes will reflect most of the sun light. Not to mention that the lava and the heat wave it creates enough to wipe most of the livings on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proceed to the next, radiation rays from outer space. When a star ( sun ) dies and explodes, it creates black holes and huge amount of energies, those energies are called gamma rays, the most deadly radiation ray. If gamma rays hit the earth, it can just wipes out every livings. The ray itself is so dangerous where it can destroys the earth anytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Move on, sea level rising. This phenomena is created where the huge meltdown is happening in the very roof of the earth, Antarctic. Nevertheless, global warming is contributing to this meltdown. So, low lands like beaches, swampy areas will be covered in water in no time. Mind you that hurricanes and tsunamis are the results of sea level rising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next would be poisonous gasses from the ocean. What could possibly trigger poisonous gas in the ocean? It says there's a kind of small creature that live in the ocean releases a chemical where it is poisonous. They have no idea why is this happening but the effect is deadly where the sea creatures died not even the whales survive. At the same time, the chemical they released glows in red and the ocean will look like sea of blood. Well, it's nice to see but deadly to touch. What happens if one day all of this small tiny creature release at the same time from all over the world and don't forget if the water evaporates, it becomes airborne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meteors rain, sounds romantic. But imagine the rain falls on your place, it's not romantic anymore. This is very classic way of how earth being destroyed. There's been so many movies where a meteorite heading to the earth and how it destroys earth. Bear in mind that even bigger creature that ever walked the land had lost to the mighty force of meteor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, of cause nuclear wars. Doom by our own hands how ironic it is. They call it Judgement Day where the day nuclear wipes out most of the livings on the surface. Pretty much like Terminator just that there's no cyborg ( cyber organism )  in this case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright folks, that's all for today. Don't take this seriously and live as if there's no tomorrow. Live hard, die hard and read my shit hard as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7726494300764324395-5780202227383272835?l=lif4r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lif4r.blogspot.com/feeds/5780202227383272835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lif4r.blogspot.com/2009/08/seven-signs-of-apocalypse.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7726494300764324395/posts/default/5780202227383272835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7726494300764324395/posts/default/5780202227383272835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lif4r.blogspot.com/2009/08/seven-signs-of-apocalypse.html' title='The seven signs of apocalypse'/><author><name>wIlLiAm LeOnG yOnG sIaNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10032519098299035117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EiUBU9X9nl8/Slb-9Yu272I/AAAAAAAAABI/_ZMe6CT1Igc/S220/DSC00144.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7726494300764324395.post-3084045264818000650</id><published>2009-08-01T13:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T13:59:35.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>爱上死神之第七话，没有燕的日子</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EiUBU9X9nl8/SnPY-aEy6HI/AAAAAAAAADE/T4Krh0ioxso/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364870147791317106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EiUBU9X9nl8/SnPY-aEy6HI/AAAAAAAAADE/T4Krh0ioxso/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;第七话，没有燕的日子&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      有人说人就是一种不珍惜和不知足的动物，等到失去的时候才悟性大觉，这句话可说得一点都没错。没有燕的帮忙，整间咖啡馆可乱七八糟的。我也开始后悔为什么当初没和燕好好学习，现在才知道平时原来燕打理那么多的东西。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      好不容易撑到晚上，最忙的时候忙完了。心疲力尽的我开始收拾咖啡馆，心想快快回家躺在床上睡大觉。店里的客人都纷纷离开，最后剩下一对小情侣。收拾完的我也无奈地坐在一个角落，不好意思赶客人，便拿起一份杂志来读。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      突然那位女孩赏了个把掌，然后转身潇洒地离开。然后那位男孩也很无奈地离开。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      “不好意思打扰你那么迟，请问多少钱？”那位男孩一手按着脸问道。看起来还真痛似。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      “没。。。没关系，我请你喝吧。”我看到他也不好意思和他拿钱。他双眼傻傻地登着我，应该是没想到我会这样说吧。他道谢之后，我就收拾最后一张桌子。正想关店回家，突然天来了，很关心地问起燕的下落。可是我也一无所知啊，我也很想知道她现在在哪里。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      不知不觉地燕已经失踪了一个月，依然没有燕的消息。从担心变成思念，这是一种多么难受的感觉。天和我都会定期到她的家向她阿姨问起燕的下落，我们也尝试过到她房间看看有什么线索，结果什么都没发现。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      今天，咖啡馆非常忙，忙得似乎喘不气来。也和平时一样好不容易撑到晚上，当我收拾好正想关店而回时，突然眼前来了一位蛮熟悉的男孩。看清楚一点原来是上一回被女朋友赏了把掌的男孩。这回他带了另一位女孩，应该是新的女朋友吧。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      “唉呀，请问下关店了吗？” 他声音带着点遗憾的声调问道。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      “啊。。。是你，你要喝吗？我不介意再做你最后一位客人的生意，进来吧。好久不见了，你好吗？”我看着他和那位女孩说道。就这样，我带着疲惫的身体为他们服务。当他们在聊天时，我也眯着眼，睡了一会。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      “谢谢你。” 那声音又回来了。我突然醒了，看着那一对情侣。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      “真的很不好意思，又再一次麻烦到你了。我们正想叫醒你，你就醒了。还真得吓坏我们了。那请问多少钱啊？”那男孩一面解释和一面问道。我收了他的钱后，正当他们要离开时，那女孩开口了。&lt;br /&gt;      “这里的咖啡真好喝。” 那女孩背对着我说道。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      “真是的，那个八婆到底去了哪里。”天无奈地说道，然后喝了一大口的酒。我们俩又聚在一起，只是这次少了一个人。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      “天啊，其实有件事我想和你说。”我想是时候让他知道我这几个月来听到的那一把声音。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      “你觉得是美吗？听起来蛮恐怖似。还是你自己太过想念她啊？你别吓我啊。那你觉得那个妹妹就是燕？”天觉得不可思议地说道。我什么都没说，只是点点头。&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;      今天又是另一天忙日，我开始连起床也不想起，对做工有恐惧感了。每天都有着做不完的东西，每天都带着疲惫的身体回家，但还是起了床去开店，毕竟我也必须赚钱来维持我的生活。可是我没想到，第一位客人就是那男孩。这次他又拖着另一位女孩。我开始心想这位男孩还真花心呢。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      “你好，这次那么早？不好意思，要你等。” 我说完了便快快地开店。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      “你好，每次都成为最后一位客人，那么夜来。所以这次选了成为最早的客人啊。”他笑着说道。我突然觉得这位男孩还真的无所事事，应该是某家的二世祖吧。&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;      果然不出我所料，当他们喝到一半时，那男孩的另一位女朋友出现了，而且还很生气的赏了那男孩一把掌。说了些话，然后便离开了。然后呢，和他一起来的女孩也赏了把掌给那男孩，也是一样离开了。我看见那男孩还真的很无奈呢，两边脸都红了起来。我心想经过这次教训后，他应该不会再这样下去吧。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      “唉，真是的。哪有那么巧，这样也碰上。真失败，哈哈哈。喔，每次都在这里发生，看来我跟你还蛮有缘的噢。”他很无奈地说道，给了钱之后便离开了。我在想不知足和不珍惜身边一切的他到底会不会改过自新呢，一切都得靠他自己了。当我想到这里，我无端端看见他很像自己，不懂得珍惜和知足。所以天要惩罚我吗，要我痛两次，一样的痛。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      那天晚上，我照常带着疲惫的身体睡觉。还没睡之前我都一直在想回今早所发生的事。也不知不觉地睡着了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      “光，那女孩终于找到路回家了。我想代她的哥哥和你说声谢谢。因为你的关心和体贴让她找回回家的路。最后我想和你说，谢谢将咖啡馆维持到现在，你的咖啡依然那么好喝。”这次我清楚地听见这番话和清楚地看见她的背影，是一个天使拥有着黑色的翅膀，身穿着黑色的礼裙。她。。。会是谁呢？&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;当你拥有了爱，一个爱就够了，别那么贪心想同时间拥有两个爱。因为到最后你会失去所有的爱，变得一无所有。&lt;br /&gt;.                                            &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;    第七话，完&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7726494300764324395-3084045264818000650?l=lif4r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lif4r.blogspot.com/feeds/3084045264818000650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lif4r.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7726494300764324395/posts/default/3084045264818000650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7726494300764324395/posts/default/3084045264818000650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lif4r.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title='爱上死神之第七话，没有燕的日子'/><author><name>wIlLiAm LeOnG yOnG sIaNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10032519098299035117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EiUBU9X9nl8/Slb-9Yu272I/AAAAAAAAABI/_ZMe6CT1Igc/S220/DSC00144.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EiUBU9X9nl8/SnPY-aEy6HI/AAAAAAAAADE/T4Krh0ioxso/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7726494300764324395.post-1348885088111725920</id><published>2009-07-29T16:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T17:05:54.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>爱上死神之第六话，迷路的女孩</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EiUBU9X9nl8/SnAQQRWNhkI/AAAAAAAAAC8/MHIJzDUs1xk/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363805027918775874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EiUBU9X9nl8/SnAQQRWNhkI/AAAAAAAAAC8/MHIJzDUs1xk/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;第六话，迷路的女孩&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      我又看见了那很像美的女孩，也和我说了一些话。但是这次我无意间听到了妹妹两个字。其他的还是很模糊，什么都看不清楚。突然觉得有一道刺光射入了我双眼，令我双眼刺痛。我便慢慢地打开双眼。看看四处，原来我还在酒店。再看看窗外的风景，是个风和日丽的早上。加上昨晚下了一场大雨，早上还蛮冷的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      我无意中看见了桌上的一张纸条，纸上写着：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“光，&lt;br /&gt;      和你一起的这五天会是我最美的回忆，希望你能够找到你的最爱。&lt;br /&gt;                                                      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;曾经爱过你的可利”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      怎么可能和我一年前看到的纸条一模一样的？看完了之后，一年前的悲感又回来了。难道天在做弄我？一年后让我碰到了和美一模一样的女孩，然后既然写了一模一样的纸条后离开我。同时间又有一股孤独和悲伤淹没了我现在的心情，简直就在未复原的伤口撒上一把盐，那种感觉真是痛进了骨和心。满脑充满了埋怨着天，为什么不快乐的事总是发生在我的身上，埋怨着天为什么对我怎样不公平。可是到头来，更本就不能怪天，要怪就怪自己做得不够好。应该说自己的笨带给了我自己的不愉快。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      带着沮丧的心情坐上巴士离开滨城，跟刚来的时候刚好相反。坐上巴士，我便想起早上发的梦，有关于某个人的妹妹。由于我还不确定那个梦里的女孩是否是美，所以只好半信半疑的。就在我正在用心思考时，口袋里的电话响起。我拿起来看，原来是燕打来。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      “光，你回着来吗？这几天玩得怎样？别担心这里，这里弄得漂漂亮亮的，这几天的生意也蛮不错的。。。”她还想讲下去，可是我已经不想听这些东西了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      “我的好助手，你好歹也可以等到我回到再和你见面才讲工事啊，我有点烦，没心情去理会这些东西，店就拜托你啦，拜拜。”我插口而道，然后立刻停止和她通讯。之后就拿起小型听歌器，带着耳机听歌，再没去理会梦里的情节。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      “你一定要。。。找到妹妹。。。”一个声音很像美的女声在我耳边很清楚地说道。我立刻跳了起来拿下耳机，然后头左右地在望。心在想着不可能会这样，因为清楚记得自己是听着歌，大概听到一半睡着。但是那把声音是多么的清楚，就好像有个人在你耳边轻轻地说话似。一直都一头雾水，根本再也分不清什么是梦，什么是真实。没想到梦里的情节会跟我到了真实的世界，近得就好像在隔壁。想到这里，心中不禁心寒了起来。到底要帮谁找回他妹妹呢？一切都还不清不楚。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      “唷光，你有认识到美媚吗？有的话介绍下嘛，好让我也快乐下嘛。”天笑着对着我说道。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      “你以为光好像你这样好色吗？一天到晚知顾着认识女孩，什么都不会。哼！没鬼用！”燕讽刺似地说道。接着他们俩又再吵了起来，你一句我一句的。我则坐在旁边没出声。我们三个好朋友又聚在一起在我小小的家聊了起来，可是心里还在意下午发生的事情。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      “光，你干吗不出声？不高兴吗？还是认识不到女孩，所以现在很烦恼？哈哈哈。” 天不理会燕然后对着我说笑道。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      “没有啦，只是这几天都很奇怪。不知道怎样和你们解释，一句话说完，世界还真小呢。” 我说完后喝了一大口的啤酒。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      “你碰到什么人啊？朋友吗？”聪明的燕，听得出我的意思。不像天，还在抓头想着我所说的话。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            “没。。没有啦。没什么，我只是乱讲话罢了，不要介意我所说的话。”我还不想让他们知道我碰到一个叫可利的女孩，非是问长问短。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            “燕啊，认识你两年了，都没听说过你的家庭，讲来听听吧。我只是知道你不是本地人，对吧？”天无端端问起了奇怪的问题。但同时我也感兴趣，因为连我也不大清楚燕的家庭背景，因为她实在太少讲起她的家庭。燕的脸一百八十度地变，双眼瞪着天，嘴巴却没开，双手握紧着拳头似，渐渐地双眼望向地上。我和天互望无言，彼此都知道说了不该说的话，正当天要道歉时。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      “我。。。也不知道谁是我父母。”燕双眼红着，声音带着有点沙哑说道。我当时听了顿时不知该要说些什么，我只是和天打个眼，然后天和我便二话不说抱了燕起来，好让她知道她并不是一个人在这路上走，还有我们俩一起。原来我现在才知道，燕不是不要说她的过去，而是她没办法告诉我们她的过去。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      “你要快点找到妹妹，没有时间了。”那把声音又出现把我弄醒。我双眼眼睁睁地望着天花板，正在想到底是什么意思。我无意间看到还在我桌上的那副照片在想到底是不是要找美的妹妹呢。突然我家的门铃响起，原来七早八早天就到我家说有很重要的东西让我知道。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      “光，听燕的阿姨说燕一早就不见了。”天上气不接下气地说。我什么都没说，立刻就到燕的家问她阿姨个清楚，连她阿姨都不清楚。我当时好害怕，这种恐怖的感觉又回来了。为什么所有我身边的女孩都喜欢玩捉米藏，让别人不知她们的去向，这种捉迷场的游戏我可玩不起。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;候鸟不管飞到多远，到最后也会回到它们的家。但是如果已迷路了的候鸟呢，它们应回哪里呢？                                                  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;   第六话，完 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7726494300764324395-1348885088111725920?l=lif4r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lif4r.blogspot.com/feeds/1348885088111725920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lif4r.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post_29.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7726494300764324395/posts/default/1348885088111725920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7726494300764324395/posts/default/1348885088111725920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lif4r.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post_29.html' title='爱上死神之第六话，迷路的女孩'/><author><name>wIlLiAm LeOnG yOnG sIaNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10032519098299035117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EiUBU9X9nl8/Slb-9Yu272I/AAAAAAAAABI/_ZMe6CT1Igc/S220/DSC00144.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EiUBU9X9nl8/SnAQQRWNhkI/AAAAAAAAAC8/MHIJzDUs1xk/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7726494300764324395.post-8144360714325569032</id><published>2009-07-26T17:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T17:13:22.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>爱上死神之第五话，最美的回忆</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EiUBU9X9nl8/SmwdpywA9mI/AAAAAAAAAC0/d2MCzmbiyXM/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362693860126422626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EiUBU9X9nl8/SmwdpywA9mI/AAAAAAAAAC0/d2MCzmbiyXM/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;第五话，最美的回忆&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      双子座的我和处女座的她就开始了一段刻骨铭心的恋爱。双子座的人虽然看起来永远都是那么开心，笑嘻嘻，逗别人笑。但其实他们都是一群很会演戏的人，隐藏着自己的悲哀，不让别人看到他们的心。而处女座的人便是一群很理智，很理性的人，也是一群很感性的人。好奇心高，总喜欢把东西查个明明白白。看到别人不高兴，渐渐地连自己也会哭在一起。就这样，喜欢隐藏自己的不开心的双子和喜欢照顾别人的处女便走在一起。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      刚开始的恋爱真是美，就如四季里的春季，到处开满了美丽的花，一个美丽的开始。我们的恋爱也和春季一样，像一朵刚开花的花，真美丽。我们之间又更亲密了，本来想追求美的男孩也减小了。原来刚开始恋爱时，每天见面，每天说甜蜜的话，每天一起做同样的事都不会闷，反而人生有了乐趣，有了依靠，变成了一种美丽的责任。可见刚开始的恋爱是多么甜，多么美，每天都没凡恼，只是想放学之后要去哪里玩罢了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      然后一年之后，便进入了夏季，充满了热恋的季节。我们也开始做出大胆的行为了，还记得第一次亲吻她时，是多么的紧张，彼此都很紧张。我们也渐渐开始做出更热情的事。但是我们都不会后悔，因为都是你情我愿。美也开始偶尔带我去探望伯母，刚开始时，伯母对我有点偏见。说到底都是不敢相信男孩，因为美是和她妈妈相依为命。父亲已经带着妹妹去别的地方生活了，同时间也怕我会伤害了美。但是渐渐伯母也开始接受了我，其实我也不明白为什么会让伯母变心的，可是既然接受了就不要辜负她，好好地对待美。我们在一起的一段日子里，有很多不好听的话在我们身边围绕着。因为毕正美是大过我，可是我们都不介意。如果介意，当初就不会在一起。可见爱可以是个多么伟大的感情。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      就这样我们在一起第三年了，慢慢的我们的爱进入了秋季，就像秋季到处都落叶，造成了有一种独特的美景。我们已渐渐地习惯有个人陪，有个人分享喜目爱乐。彼此也已经肯定了对方是为了自己而存在的，我们也天真到对彼此许下若言，我们一定要永远在一起，永不分离。我们依然对对方说甜蜜的话，做甜蜜的东西，就像刚刚恋爱时。很多人说，春季是最美的，可是我说啊，秋季才是最美的。今年，是我们在学校的最后一年了，我也开始担心以后的去向。她也有发现到这个问题，但是我们依然过着有一天就过一天的生活。我们彼此对对方加油因为大考要来临了，我们也常在一起温习功课。连平时都不想打扰我们的天也被迫和我们一起温习，他也很紧张。结果几乎每天放学我们都在一起温习功课，不再像以前那么顽皮了，感觉上每个人都长大了，成熟了。可见爱可以让人长大，成熟。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       今天美，天和我都很早就醒了，我们也很紧张地一起到学校。因为今天就是大考的成绩公布日，我们三人都带着不同的心来拿成绩。天带着只要及格就行的态度，而美就很没信心的不晓得会好还是坏的态度和我就抱着十拿九稳的态度而来。就这样，每个人都如他们所愿，都到达了自己的目标，我也不例外。美和我就这样一起开了一间咖啡馆，这都是她和我想要的生活，而天就进入了一间酒店做工。一开始的确很辛苦，筹钱是个大问题。可是在天和他一家人再加上美的妈妈帮忙之下，这个梦实现了。这间咖啡馆可是美和我的爱情晶品，虽然生意都不是很理想，但能够和美在一起就足够了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      一开始什么东西都是我们自己亲自亲为，都必须自己下手。当生意渐渐地好起来，我们就想要请人。燕，就是我们第一位请回来的女孩。当我第一眼看见她时，就被她的那双眼睛吸引了，好美的一对眼睛。她给我们的感觉就是彬彬有礼，斯斯文文和井井有条，美和我都二话不说，立刻请了她来帮忙。还记得当天和燕第一次见面时，天立刻就对她就有意思，弄到燕有点不好意思呢，美和我都嘻嘻地笑。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      开了咖啡馆都接近一年了，一切都很顺利，我们的爱情已开始慢慢地进入了冬季，开始冷却了。应该说燕的出现令到美有点威胁感，因为燕和我有时为了工事，必须要独处一起。论才华，论资态，论背景都胜过美一层。就这样，我们既然为了一个外人而吵架。当时的我在想，难道我们的爱那么浅吗，这四年来都没什么吵架的。而且她也应该知道，如果我介意这些的话，我就不会和她在一起了。燕也知道此事，多次向我辞则，可是我都不接受因为不可能这样让别人没了这份工。难道四年的感情会因为一位外人而结束吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      当彼此都在犹豫这段感情还能不能继续下去时，伯母突然心脏病而离开了美。由于我父亲也是因为同样的病而离开，所以我也有些经验。当时还是我带美和伯母到医院，我也还真的不能接受，美就不停得抱着我痛哭。经过这件事之后，我们彼此都不再乱想，没有再犹豫了，好好地活下去。因为当伯母还没离开时，我答应一定会好好照顾美。就这样我们又维持了一年。这一年来，是我人生最痛苦的一年。我好辛苦，一直都在努力的维持这段感情。很快的，我渐渐放弃了这份爱。原来有了痕裂的爱是永远都会有痕裂，不会好。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      “美，别偷偷地张开你的眼睛哦。要等到我说行才开，知道吗？”我双手朦着她的双眼而说道，充满着神秘感似。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      “好好，就看你弄出什么花样来。” 她就让我摆布地说道。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      “好啦宝贝，可以打开你的眼睛了。”说了之后便放开手。她渐渐地打开眼睛，安静的望着，没有出声。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      “怎么啦宝贝？你不喜欢吗？为什么那么安静？” 我开始着急地问道。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      “好美，真的好美。光，你怎样会想到我们的恋爱五周年会带我来这里呢？你不可能那么浪漫的。一定是天教你的对吧？嘻嘻嘻。”她出奇地问道，然后二话不说抱着我。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      “没有啦，你和我在一起那么久，从来都没带你上过山。而我一直以来都知道你很想喜欢山的风景。所以我一有了车，立刻带你来了。”我抱着她说道。我们俩就抱着彼此望着夜晚的山景，彼此都没说话只是安静地享受着当时的气氛。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      “如果有一天，你一睁开眼看不见我会怎么办？” 她睡在我怀里问道。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      “嗯。。。我大概会疯狂似地到处找你吧。你大概不会不要我了吧？”我开玩笑地回答她。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      “那么，如果我真的不见了，你会不会真的找我啊？”她双眼看着我问道。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      “宝贝啊，我当然会啊，没有你的生活。。。真的不能想像。你为什么会问这样的问题啊？莫名其妙似的。”我一粒眼大一粒眼小地说道。接着我们俩再也没说话了，彼此抱着彼此，紧紧的抱着。不料几天后。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      “光，你还在做工？美不见了啦！”天在电话里气喘着说道。我傻傻地望着站在我旁边的燕，想着要如何回答才好。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      “不可能啊，前几天还好好的。还一起度过难忘的夜晚啊。你有没有搞错？” 我试着骗着自己不想去相信这件事。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      “干吗拿这些东西玩？今天她约了我去买东西，但我等了好久她都没来找我，我就到你们的家去看看喽，既然没看到美。打她电话又不接。奇怪的东西就是她什么都没带走，就连她的衣服一件都没带走。”他已经镇定地说道。而我立刻放下我手上的东西往家跑去。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      当我抵达家门口时，桌上的一张纸条吸引了我的双眼。而那张纸上写着几个字：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“光，&lt;br /&gt;      和你一起的日子会是我最美的回忆，你别找我好吗？&lt;br /&gt;                                                        永远爱着你的美”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;过去式的爱是最美的回忆；现在式的爱是最美的过程；将来式的爱是最美的期待。&lt;br /&gt;                                                      第五话，完&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7726494300764324395-8144360714325569032?l=lif4r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lif4r.blogspot.com/feeds/8144360714325569032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lif4r.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post_26.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7726494300764324395/posts/default/8144360714325569032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7726494300764324395/posts/default/8144360714325569032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lif4r.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post_26.html' title='爱上死神之第五话，最美的回忆'/><author><name>wIlLiAm LeOnG yOnG sIaNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10032519098299035117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EiUBU9X9nl8/Slb-9Yu272I/AAAAAAAAABI/_ZMe6CT1Igc/S220/DSC00144.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EiUBU9X9nl8/SmwdpywA9mI/AAAAAAAAAC0/d2MCzmbiyXM/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7726494300764324395.post-8509945282309236602</id><published>2009-07-25T12:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T13:30:19.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Manga</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EiUBU9X9nl8/SmqYYay3d2I/AAAAAAAAACs/vK6CQnPhZzU/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362265851614951266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 186px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EiUBU9X9nl8/SmqYYay3d2I/AAAAAAAAACs/vK6CQnPhZzU/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EiUBU9X9nl8/SmqXcS7xm4I/AAAAAAAAACk/3aBfEDqgsOQ/s1600-h/spacer.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362264818712681346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 1px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 1px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EiUBU9X9nl8/SmqXcS7xm4I/AAAAAAAAACk/3aBfEDqgsOQ/s320/spacer.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hi folks, its been a while since my last blog. Today I'm going to blog something where each of us had gone through when we were kids. Which is reading manga ( Japanese comic ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's originated from Japan as we expected but do you have any idea how long it has exists? The very first comic was created in 1874, by two Japanese writer named Kanagaki Robun and Kawanabe Kyosai. The manga was called Eshinbun Nipponchi or Japan Punch in English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mangas are consists of comics and print of cartoons, sometimes they call it komikku. Whereas in Taiwan people call it man hua (漫画) . Basically the types of mangas covered adventure, romance, sports and games, historical drama, comedy, science fiction and fantasy, mystery, horror, sexuality ( hentai ), and business. It has such a wide range and so popular where it slowly became a major part of Japanese publishing industry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't you notice that most of the characters in manga are either some incredibly handsome dude or amazingly hot and sexy dudette. Moreover, people now a days tend to mimic the characteristic until it extends to certain point where they even have this event called "cosplay" which annoyed me. In case for those who are not sure what is cosplay, cosplay is a short term for costume roleplay. Where they disguise themselves as the characters in manga, try to make themselves looked pretty much like them ( the manga characters ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't deny that manga is a major entertainment and suitable for all ages to read at these days. Manga has already played an important role in our daily lives without us noticing. So, just pick it up and start reading it, some might find it boring and some might find it interesting, it's all depends on you in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's it folks, take care and thanks for reading this shit. By the way, the sources I got were from some manga portals, so please don't sue me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7726494300764324395-8509945282309236602?l=lif4r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lif4r.blogspot.com/feeds/8509945282309236602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lif4r.blogspot.com/2009/07/manga.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7726494300764324395/posts/default/8509945282309236602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7726494300764324395/posts/default/8509945282309236602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lif4r.blogspot.com/2009/07/manga.html' title='Manga'/><author><name>wIlLiAm LeOnG yOnG sIaNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10032519098299035117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EiUBU9X9nl8/Slb-9Yu272I/AAAAAAAAABI/_ZMe6CT1Igc/S220/DSC00144.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EiUBU9X9nl8/SmqYYay3d2I/AAAAAAAAACs/vK6CQnPhZzU/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7726494300764324395.post-4651201069527821994</id><published>2009-07-25T11:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T12:26:01.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>爱上死神之第四话，被疼爱的女孩</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EiUBU9X9nl8/SmqAYdmtxvI/AAAAAAAAACM/3GWPwsBr3Rw/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362239464090224370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 137px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EiUBU9X9nl8/SmqAYdmtxvI/AAAAAAAAACM/3GWPwsBr3Rw/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;第四话，被疼爱的女孩&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;当人身边重要的人有难时，会变成勇敢。因为怕失去某些人，所以拼了命都要保护。这就是人的勇气的来源，这也使人有时做出伟大的事。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一路跑去美的班时，心在乱蹦跳着，希望她没事。一到她的班，看见有几位中五的女同学围着美。其中一位还拉着美的头发，然后还说了些话。我看看四处的人，他们全都在袖手旁观。我立刻跳了进去，把那女孩的手打开，然后站在美的前面。当场全部人傻眼，因为没有人敢和这班中五的女孩们对敌，而这瘦小和看起来被风就可以吹走的弱男孩站了出来，各各都为我担心。而那帮女孩也吓到，惊讶的看着我。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“哦，现在有男朋友保护了啊？可是没用啊，那么小只，我一拳他就飞走了啦。要找男朋友保护都找大只一点的啦。女的没用，自然男的都也没用。算啦，死八婆，那笔钱几时还啊？你欠了很久哦，再不还，我可真的会拿刀去割花你那漂亮的脸蛋哦。再给你三天时间，如果再没钱的话，就别怪我不客气啦。”那个似乎带头的女孩威胁道，然后她们就离开了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我带她到食堂附近的树下坐，安静地坐在她旁边。她手一直握紧着我的双手，我可以感觉到她还在发抖。突然她就躺在我肩膀而哭。我也没说什么，只是紧紧地抱着她。也不知和她坐了多久，不知逃了多少节的课。她如今没哭也没说话，只是静静地躺在我肩膀。我也一直等她告诉我发生什么事，之少等她心里准备好才告诉我。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一直到放学，我和天说了一声，便带美回家。路上也买了一些药膏擦她的伤口。我们一路都沉默着，我只是关心地问她的脚还疼吗。到她家的时候，我坚持要进她的屋，可是她不让，因为我要和她父母说所发生在美身上的事。最后我还是进了，但那时她的父母都不在，都上班去了。当她冲凉时，我便到处看看，我还是第一次进她的家。美的屋虽然小，可是麻雀虽小，五脏齐全，什么都有，也蛮整齐。可是当我看见她们一家人合照的照片时，我看见还有一个看起来很像美的女孩，我猜应该是妹妹吧。再看看房间，那里有三间房间。第一间看起来应该是父母的房，可是为什么只有一个枕头呢？再看看另外一间时，这间应该是美的房，看起来蛮乱的，应该是懒惰收拾吧，我的房间更糟。最后一间房锁了，开不到。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“查家族啊，难道你真的对我那么有兴趣吗？嘻嘻嘻。要进来我房间坐坐吗？”她突然从冲凉房出来说道。双眼看着我，似乎等待着我说好。我也很惊讶地看着她，那湿湿的长头发还有穿着毛巾出来的她让我充满了幻想。我也害羞地望去另一边然后拒绝进去她的房间。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“唉哟，认识你那么久了还是那么害羞，真是的。我在想你到底是不是男孩呢，还胆小过我。不过啊，我就是喜欢这样的你。嘻嘻嘻。”她说完就往房间进去。她又让我们的关系更爱昧了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“光，你是不是有东西想问我啊？”她穿着短袖白衣和一件短裤地站在我前面问我。然后拿起吹风筒吹着她的头发。我看着她心想着，现在的她又有另一别风味。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“照片里的女孩是谁？看起来还真像你呢。”手指着那张照片问道。其实我还有更想问的问题，可是不知如何开口。她很惊讶地看着我，应该是没想过我会问她这问题。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“她。。。是我妹妹。”她很简单地回答我，然后继续吹头发。似乎不想多说，我们俩又在沉默起来了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“喂，难道你不想知道今天发生什么事吗？难道你不在乎我吗？我到现在还在怕呢，不知道要该怎么做。” 她突然有点激动地问我，眼睛有点带红了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“对不起，本来想等到你准备想告诉我的时候才问。看来你也准备好告诉我吧？”我很认知地回答她。她看着我很久都在沉默着，好想在犹豫着到底要告诉我吗。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“我欠她们五千块，因为那时家里需要。”她很简单地告诉我。我也吓到一点，心想如何筹备这笔钱呢。我们还读书，更本就没有那么多的钱啊。突然我想起其实我过世了的父母有留我一笔钱。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“不用怕，我可以帮你还，我有钱。”我很快就告诉她。她惊讶的看着我，应该是说我所说的话。然后正想站起来离开美的家，回家准备那笔钱时，她突然抱了我。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“美。。。你还好吗？不用怕，我只是回家筹备那笔钱罢了。”我说完后，心跳得很快。不知道为什么她会抱我。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“光，你为什么对我这么好？为什么每次都对我这么好？每当我须要你的时候你都会出现。你知道吗，你对我这么好，我会不小心地爱上你。”在我后面抱着问道。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“因为。。。如果我不对你好，我真的想不到要对谁好了。在这世上，除了我过世的父母，只有你最值得让我爱，让我疼，让我担优，让我哭。”我背对着她说道。同时间我们彼此都可以感觉到彼此的心跳是多么的乱，多么的快。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“那。。。以后当我每次须要你的时候你会出现吗？你会和我一起分享每一分每一秒吗？你会好好地爱我吗？”她问道。我再也没回答她，只是和她紧紧地拥抱。因为她每一个问题的答案都一定是会。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;有人说女孩一出世就是被人爱护，被人保护，而男孩一出世就要会爱护，保护女孩。&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;第四话，完&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7726494300764324395-4651201069527821994?l=lif4r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lif4r.blogspot.com/feeds/4651201069527821994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lif4r.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post_25.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7726494300764324395/posts/default/4651201069527821994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7726494300764324395/posts/default/4651201069527821994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lif4r.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post_25.html' title='爱上死神之第四话，被疼爱的女孩'/><author><name>wIlLiAm LeOnG yOnG sIaNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10032519098299035117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EiUBU9X9nl8/Slb-9Yu272I/AAAAAAAAABI/_ZMe6CT1Igc/S220/DSC00144.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EiUBU9X9nl8/SmqAYdmtxvI/AAAAAAAAACM/3GWPwsBr3Rw/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7726494300764324395.post-2430139079000927485</id><published>2009-07-17T12:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T13:01:54.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'>爱上死神之第三话，过去</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EiUBU9X9nl8/SmABPxydbGI/AAAAAAAAACE/l4uhusGHDVQ/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359284927145536610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EiUBU9X9nl8/SmABPxydbGI/AAAAAAAAACE/l4uhusGHDVQ/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;第三话，过去&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;外面下着大雨，雨声已盖掉了彼此的心跳声。她还是紧紧地抱着我不放，怕我会离她而去似。那一杀那我们彼此都不敢说话，怕会说错话。就这样，她紧紧地抱着我，哭着。我看她这样，我的心好痛，我也很想哭。这感觉就像我在梦里一样。突然，我的眼泪又掉了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“可利，你知道我为什么不敢和你在一起吗？其实如果可以的话，我真的不想再提起这件事。”我一面哭一面告诉她。她很惊讶的看着我。渐渐地放开我了，好像在等待着我说似。我察掉眼泪，便开始说我的过去了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一切都在六年前，在中学时认识了一位女孩，她就是秀美。她的全名是何秀美，她的名是多么优雅和美丽。她大我一岁，她拥有瓜子脸，大大的眼睛，稍微染红的短头发，耳朵充满了耳洞，瘦小的身体，看起来蛮男孩的女孩。当时我才十四岁，中二。当我第一眼看见她就喜欢上她了。也不知道为什么会喜欢上她，她看起来就根本是位坏坏的女孩。爱就是个又奇怪又危险的感觉，我永远都不能够清楚的了解什么是爱。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我在中学时，成绩也蛮好的，天和我都在同一班。不同的是，我是前五名，而他是后五名。但是我们都是非常要好的一对好朋友。他功课不好，我就帮他。我被欺负时，他就帮我出头。就这样我成为了别人所说的书呆子。我也何尝不想无依无优地和天玩，可是就是因为父母在我很小时就离开我，所以我深深明白到我必须要好好读书，以后要做个出色的人，凡事都必须靠自己。再加上我一直都和天一起住，所以也清楚明白到受别人照顾是多么不好受的事。但很幸运的是，天的父母早就当我是半边子，所以我一直以来都很感谢天的一家人，大了之后一定要好好地报答他们。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;没胆的我一直都不敢和秀美说话，再加上她和我不同班，要谈起话来也不容易。我的胆小和内向也成了阻碍。她的出现，我的功课就一落千丈。应该是说，我开始花很多时间去注意她了。基本上她是位无恶不做的女孩，很快学校里全部人都认识她了。我一开始都不明白为什么她会是这样的女孩，可是我总觉得她其实根本不是这样的女孩，一定是某些事让她这样。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就有一天下雨，我急忙地把脚踏车推去学校外的巴士站。那天应该是我留下来做东西，所以迟回，连巴士站都空，只有一个人在那里站着。我也没想那么多，便连忙的把脚踏车放在外而我就跑了进巴士站。湿透的我好冷，一直在发抖。突然有人递给我纸巾，我连忙回头向她道谢时。我吓到了，既然会是她。我的脸立刻就红了，然后立刻把脸转回来，不敢再多望。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“喔。。。干吗这么害羞哦？瞧你，脸都红了。嘻嘻嘻。”她笑着说，然后走来我前面看着我。我是第一次那么近距离地看着她。 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;“谢谢谢。。。你。你你为什么还在这里呢？”结巴地问道。我也知道我问的是多余的，可是我真的不知道要说些什么。再加上我还真的第一次和女孩聊天。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“下雨啊，怎样回哦。真是的，问这样的问题。”说完就望去别的地方了。看来她真的觉得我很闷，很无聊。这时我既然开始着急了，满脑想着该说些什么好。那天的雨下得好大，下不停似。我们俩就傻傻地坐在那里，都望着下雨的景色，等着雨停。她就拿起烟来抽，而我就还在想着如何开口和她聊。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“啊，雨终于停了。好啦，我要回家了，时候不早了，再见啦。”她背对着我说道，然后把烟丢去地上。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“等等下，我载你回好吗？如果你不介介意的话。”我终于鼓起勇气的问道。她很惊讶地望着我很久，没出声。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“好啊，嘻嘻嘻，反正我也懒惰走路回呢。”她望着我笑嘻嘻地说道。就这样我踏着脚踏车，然后她就用双手抱着我，一路到她家。这感觉真好，多希望每天都可以这样载她。如我所愿，之后每当放学她都会在校门等我出来。天也笑嘻嘻望着我，然后就回家先。就这样，我几乎每天都载她来载她回，已经成为了我每天必做的东西。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;又过了几个月，我们几乎已成为无所不谈的好朋友。她开始没那么坏了，烟也开始抽少了，然后也开始留长头发了，慢慢的没那么男孩气了，我也开始看到她的美了。这几个月里，我知道她的家庭有问题，她之所以抽烟是因为她很难过。她之所以要变得那么男孩气是因为不要被人欺负，要懂得保护自己。她也教了我很多有趣的东西，把本来一个乖乖的学生变成了问题学生。我的第一次逃学和她到处玩，第一次逃课到没人的地方聊天，第一次和她一起作弄老师，第一次被她拉入女厕所，第一次抽烟，第一次有女孩让我提心吊担，第一次和她有爱昧的感觉。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在别人的眼中，我们俩也许是一对情侣，这个她和我都清楚知道。可是我们一直都保持好朋友的关系，不想再进一步。总觉得，如果我大胆一点向她表白的话，也许现在应该会有更好的结局。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“光，你的女朋友被人欺负啊，那帮中五的女孩在围着她啊，好像很严重似，你还不去看看。”天着急地说，然后拉了我去。我当时脑海里空白着，不知道怎么办。美，你千万别有什么事，我还有很多话还没和你说。我现在才知道，我是多么地为她着急，为她担心。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;其实爱可以很简单，也可以很复杂，因为爱是不能够完完整整地被了解。但是有一点能被肯定的是，爱是一种美。&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;第三话， 完&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7726494300764324395-2430139079000927485?l=lif4r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lif4r.blogspot.com/feeds/2430139079000927485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lif4r.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post_17.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7726494300764324395/posts/default/2430139079000927485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7726494300764324395/posts/default/2430139079000927485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lif4r.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post_17.html' title='爱上死神之第三话，过去'/><author><name>wIlLiAm LeOnG yOnG sIaNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10032519098299035117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EiUBU9X9nl8/Slb-9Yu272I/AAAAAAAAABI/_ZMe6CT1Igc/S220/DSC00144.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EiUBU9X9nl8/SmABPxydbGI/AAAAAAAAACE/l4uhusGHDVQ/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7726494300764324395.post-9127002347962389300</id><published>2009-07-16T11:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T13:47:05.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm pissed and I know why</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hi all and I am furious now. I believe there's a list of Yes's or No's when you start asking for help from you friends. Furthermore, sometimes I felt unfair being treated like dog instead of friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sometimes, I really don't wish to bring this matter to the particular friend. It's either you bring it up and the friendship is questioned or you keep it yourself and emotional suffer. It's all about either you think about yourself or your friends as well. I believe what makes a human fragile is that they can't really take this kind of pressure too much. Once it reaches the boundary, it will just explode like that. So don't ever challenge your friends' patient, who knows one day your friend will just turn around and start scolding you, cursing your whole family and spitting sliver all over you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;What happened to me was, my friend needs my help and I had promised him. As usual, I have to wait for him since he left me a lot of question marks. For the meantime, I have to make sure my schedule is free and available for him, so I can't really do my things after all. So what i did was, wait, wait and wait. In the end of the day, there's not even a call from him, no inform, nothing at all. I was so pissed, I gave him a message, a really serious warning that he's in a deep shit. I've no idea what got in to him and I really don't give a shit to him. Mind you that there's not even a single apologize from him. Dude, if you are reading this, means I'm still pissed and you really in a deep shit hole. You better think of something fast before it's too late dude.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Bear in mind that I'm a pleasant tempered person. If I'm angry means it is not a small matter anymore, it's something have to deal it rationally. If I ever stay low, one day I will gone mad and if that day comes, you better lock your door. Remember everyone has a limited patient and don't ever cross the line. Treat your friends well where they deserved. Moreover don't ever ignore your friends and start thinking they are nothing. They are far more important than you ever imagine, you will be needing them more then that they need you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Alright folks, this is purely an article to calm my anger, nothing much. Sorry if what I wrote had disturbed you. Staying alive and continue to read my shit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7726494300764324395-9127002347962389300?l=lif4r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lif4r.blogspot.com/feeds/9127002347962389300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lif4r.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-pissed-and-i-know-why.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7726494300764324395/posts/default/9127002347962389300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7726494300764324395/posts/default/9127002347962389300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lif4r.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-pissed-and-i-know-why.html' title='I&apos;m pissed and I know why'/><author><name>wIlLiAm LeOnG yOnG sIaNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10032519098299035117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EiUBU9X9nl8/Slb-9Yu272I/AAAAAAAAABI/_ZMe6CT1Igc/S220/DSC00144.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7726494300764324395.post-8729887114193455888</id><published>2009-07-14T12:42:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T12:46:19.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>爱上死神之第二话，美丽的误会</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EiUBU9X9nl8/SlwQlRN0neI/AAAAAAAAAB8/nzP4jD5VjIM/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358175889126628834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 182px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EiUBU9X9nl8/SlwQlRN0neI/AAAAAAAAAB8/nzP4jD5VjIM/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;第二话，美丽的误会&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;又看见那女孩了，又是背对着我，也说了些话。我还是听不清楚。然后眼看那女孩又要离开我时，那股伤感又来了。这次我没叫，只是流了眼泪。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有个人摇醒我。一开眼睛，吓了一大跳。为什么会有人这么像呢？我眼瞪瞪地看着她。她看起来根本就是秀美吧。。。只是年龄小了一点罢了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“哥哥仔，你没事吧？你无端端哭了起来，可吓死我啦。别的乘客还以为我欺负你了。” 那女孩说道。然后看着我。弄到我有点不好意思，脸也红了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“哥哥仔，你好可爱。干吗脸红呢？第一次看到美女？你好安静噢，我一上车你就睡着了，睡到现在。你很累吗？”那女孩笑着问道。我还是没回答她。应该说是不知道给什么反应。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“喂，干嘛不鸟人噢，一路来想找个人聊都没有。我再不讲话，我会疯掉呢！”那女孩开始不悦地说。然后把脸转去另一面，不再看我。我也不知道为什么也开始着急了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“对对对不起，我刚刚睡醒，头脑还没运作得好。我刚刚有说什么吗？” 我连讲话都结把了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“嘻嘻嘻，你没说什么，只是你看起来很伤心。对，还没自我介绍呢。我叫可利 (英文名) 。你呢？哥哥仔。” 那女孩开心地说。又把头转回来看着我。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“我叫刘月光，你可以叫我光。你一个人来旅行吗？父母不担心吗？”突然想找话题和她聊，希望能知道多一点她的事。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就一这样认识了一个女孩叫可利。一路上我们有说有笑，大部分都是有她讲没我讲，可是也好。我本身是个很内向的人，并不是很会讲话的人，有个人一直讲话也好。我也告诉她，这一次旅行也是我的两位好朋友安排的。他们都说我应该去旅行轻松下。但是我没告诉她我的过去，因为我还有所保留。她看起来真像秀美，尤其她笑的时候。难道我还不能放开秀美吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在我们的谈话中，我知道她是为了逃避某些事，所以独自一个人旅行。她也对我有所保留，没告诉我所有的东西。而且她今年刚好十八岁，所以她想自由。好单纯的女孩。而且一路到滨城还蛮长的，我心想还有很多时间慢慢了解她。因为我已经对这女孩有兴趣了。不知道是好事还是坏事。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一转眼巴士到滨威大桥。可利很兴奋的拿手机向外景拍。我就一直看她那可爱的表情，对什么事物都有兴趣。突然她望着我抱了我，然后用手机拍了我们俩抱在一起的样子。看来，我对这女孩真的有兴趣了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;下了巴士，我们也去找了间酒店。因为在巴士上我答应了她这一趟旅行要一起，就当作陪她旅行。一路上，她都喜欢拿她的手机到处拍，果然很像一个十八岁的女孩。就这样，我的五天滨城旅行有了她的陪伴。本来一个人的旅行变成了两个人的旅行。这几天可以说是之从秀美离开我的人生之后最快乐了。在别人的眼中，我们变成了一对小情侣，一对正在热恋中的情侣。这种美丽的误会真美好，多希望一直误会下去，只要彼此快乐就行。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今天最后一夜了。我房间的门铃响了，原来可利在外面。我和她进来后，我的心一直乱蹦跳着。我不知道她进来是为何，她也没出声。她在我的床坐下了，而我便坐在椅子上看着她，脑里不停得胡思乱想着。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“光。。。明天之后我们就要分开了。我。。。我不舍得。。你。”突然她开口了，脸红着说道。我当时也不知道要说什么。我总觉得，如果我和她在一起的话，会有什么事发生似。所以我也沉默着没回答她。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“光，难道这几天你不开心吗？难道你会舍得让我离你而去？你问心那句，难道你不喜欢我吗？”她的双眼开始红了问道。我心想当然开心，可是你还有秀美的影子。我真的不知如何是好。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“回答我啊！难道你有女朋友了？那你为什么还给我希望呢？”她哭着问道。我知道再不回答的话，事情就会弄到没得回转的地步。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“我也很喜欢你，可是我们之间还有一道墙。一道很高的墙，很难爬。恐怕须要很长时间来爬过。你明白吗？”我终于回答了。但是用了非常深澳的字眼来形容。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“不明白！不明白！既然我们对彼此都有感觉，为什么不能在一起？你到底怕些什么，告诉我。别弄到没得转。我不想放开你，我真的不想。当我第一眼看见你时，就喜欢上你了。别问我为什么，因为连我都不明白。看来，我真的喜欢上你了。”她很激动的说道，然后双手包着我。难道我们真的已经深深的爱上对方了吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;当你遇到彼此都喜欢对方的话，要好好珍惜。因为要找爱的对像是很容易，相反要找到真真爱你的人那就很难。要好好把握爱情.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;第二话，完&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7726494300764324395-8729887114193455888?l=lif4r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lif4r.blogspot.com/feeds/8729887114193455888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lif4r.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post_14.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7726494300764324395/posts/default/8729887114193455888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7726494300764324395/posts/default/8729887114193455888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lif4r.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post_14.html' title='爱上死神之第二话，美丽的误会'/><author><name>wIlLiAm LeOnG yOnG sIaNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10032519098299035117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EiUBU9X9nl8/Slb-9Yu272I/AAAAAAAAABI/_ZMe6CT1Igc/S220/DSC00144.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EiUBU9X9nl8/SlwQlRN0neI/AAAAAAAAAB8/nzP4jD5VjIM/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7726494300764324395.post-7632946307849036027</id><published>2009-07-13T15:28:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T16:57:43.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Harry Potter-niac</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EiUBU9X9nl8/Slr19u6E8tI/AAAAAAAAAB0/_Qzl2XePdXc/s1600-h/HarryPotterBooks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357865147623076562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EiUBU9X9nl8/Slr19u6E8tI/AAAAAAAAAB0/_Qzl2XePdXc/s320/HarryPotterBooks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hi "nbtd"s, I'm back here because I'm bored and feeling like writing some shit. So I hope you enjoy reading my shit.&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Time passes quickly, The Harry Potter series is back, this time will be the 6th chapter which is "Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince". It's a next big thing right after "The Terminator 4, The Salvation" and "Transformer 2, Revenge of The Fallen", so I cant wait to watch it in the first day when it comes out. I believe most of you had gone through the novel, but still there's some lazy bums don't like to use their eyes to read and their brain to imagine. That's why the movie producers make it into movie to earn their money. My opinion, this chapter is the second best right after the third chapter "The Prisoner of Azkaban". I love the story about James Potter ( Harry's father ) and his friends and also what exactly happened on the past, which makes the third chapter my favour. Okay I'm not going to talk anything more about Harry Potter, I'm going to list down all of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone.&lt;br /&gt;-Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-Harry Potter and the Globet of Fire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Before I end my shit, there's a huge surprise where someone important died in this chapter. Here goes the spoiler. Take care and staying alive to read my shit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7726494300764324395-7632946307849036027?l=lif4r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lif4r.blogspot.com/feeds/7632946307849036027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lif4r.blogspot.com/2009/07/harry-potter-niac.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7726494300764324395/posts/default/7632946307849036027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7726494300764324395/posts/default/7632946307849036027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lif4r.blogspot.com/2009/07/harry-potter-niac.html' title='Harry Potter-niac'/><author><name>wIlLiAm LeOnG yOnG sIaNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10032519098299035117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EiUBU9X9nl8/Slb-9Yu272I/AAAAAAAAABI/_ZMe6CT1Igc/S220/DSC00144.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EiUBU9X9nl8/Slr19u6E8tI/AAAAAAAAAB0/_Qzl2XePdXc/s72-c/HarryPotterBooks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7726494300764324395.post-8197933702710439544</id><published>2009-07-12T02:19:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T12:48:17.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer restaurant</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Welcome back "nbtd"s, had a wonderful dinner? Well, I had a wonderful dinner. And I hope everyone don't skip your dinner just because to keep in good shape. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Earlier tonight, I was invited to a friend's birthday dinner. Somehow I didn't prepared present for her due to the late informed, so I felt kind of awkward. But luckily not just me, it seems everyone is doing so as well. Well, I believe nothing can beats a good dinner with friends and a wonderful cake. What surprised me was the place they found, it's a place where all of us will pass by everyday but without noticing this particular place. It's just right opposite of the famous steamboat buffet restaurant "Yuan", it's so-called "Summer steamboat restaurant". Trust me, I have never notice this restaurant until now. That's why sometimes is important to take a smaller step and take a good look around you, you will always found yourselves in plenty of surprises.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I will just roughly describe the place. The concept of "opened-air-rooftop dinner" is fairly attractive. Besides the romance, it has a refreshing evening breeze and as well as the bird's view. I'm pretty much like this idea since there's not many competitors in the present. On the other hand, they even provide the "tepayaki" ( please correct me if I spelled it wrong ) style. Which means, for those who sick of tired eating the same old way, boiling the meat in the sup, can try the other style. Tell you the truth, the whole session I didn't even touch the steamboat. All i ate was saute, grilled foods. I swear I will return with high hopes and great appetite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I almost forgot to mention the price, for adult RM21.00, children RM11.00 and senior citizen RM16.00 . For my opinion, the price it's fairly reasonable. Okay, that's all folks. It's time to stop or the 'nbtd's will sleep while reading it. Take care and please share nice places to friends, sharing is caring. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-884ee2b8f801fc62" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D884ee2b8f801fc62%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331176684%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D302207552DEB6C124A59028E4BD6ABB729C4FD9B.5E5C6D5CDAFFE11E63D464B22F28E8E14AECFD5C%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D884ee2b8f801fc62%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D-z3uqunTlUhkKfUV9quPaS85sPQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D884ee2b8f801fc62%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331176684%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D302207552DEB6C124A59028E4BD6ABB729C4FD9B.5E5C6D5CDAFFE11E63D464B22F28E8E14AECFD5C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D884ee2b8f801fc62%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D-z3uqunTlUhkKfUV9quPaS85sPQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7726494300764324395-8197933702710439544?l=lif4r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=884ee2b8f801fc62&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lif4r.blogspot.com/feeds/8197933702710439544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lif4r.blogspot.com/2009/07/summer-restaurant.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7726494300764324395/posts/default/8197933702710439544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7726494300764324395/posts/default/8197933702710439544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lif4r.blogspot.com/2009/07/summer-restaurant.html' title='Summer restaurant'/><author><name>wIlLiAm LeOnG yOnG sIaNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10032519098299035117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EiUBU9X9nl8/Slb-9Yu272I/AAAAAAAAABI/_ZMe6CT1Igc/S220/DSC00144.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7726494300764324395.post-6278801760836592829</id><published>2009-07-11T13:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T14:27:02.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shisha smoking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EiUBU9X9nl8/SlgvGDyMloI/AAAAAAAAABs/uy_kPBFjeGA/s1600-h/180px-Hoookah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357083537898772098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EiUBU9X9nl8/SlgvGDyMloI/AAAAAAAAABs/uy_kPBFjeGA/s320/180px-Hoookah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hi nbtd (nothing-better-to-do) people, thank you for reading my first blog. Since I have no idea what to write, I will just write shit here and you will be reading my shit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Recently, I'm hooked to a new activity, which is shisha smoking, in another word "hookah". Mind you that I'm not a tobacco smoker but trust me, this is a whole new thing. I'm sure most of you had encountered shisha and supposedly did some research on it. But still I would like to share this with people who doesn't know a thing about this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's originated in Turkey over 500 years ago while others claim it came from Syria and India. It hits south east Asia countries few years ago and it was a big thing back then. Basically it contents tobacco, flavouring, charcoal, and water to filter it. The range of price is from RM10~RM15 depends on where and how you smoke it. The variety of flavour is the key to attract the youth I believe. The types of the flavour are so astonishing, where they improved until certain point it has vanilla, watermelon, peach, apple, pineapple, strawberry and etc. Which impressed me somehow, imagine a normal typical tobacco flavour and they just switch it like this, became something else. Very impressive indeed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;However there's a great conflict in this matter. Some argue shisha smoking doesn't harm but some experts proved it harms more or less. Anyhow shisha still a type of tobacco, it just disguised by adding water that they believe will filter the inhaling substance as well as adding some fruity flavour on it. It believes that water doesn't help much, since some of the chemical substance doesn't water diluted which makes the user still inhale most of the harmful chemical. Bear in mind, the smoke are treated to children and pregnant women. But words of advise, what I believe is anything is harmful if you overdose or overuse it. Use it consideration and moderation, everything will be fine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well folks, I'm done talking now and please correct me if I'm wrong cause I believe everyone is learning and there's no one is perfect unless he is god. Please bear in mind, don't take my words seriously, I'm just sharing my knowledge with you folks. Once again thank you for reading my shit and hopefully you will learn a thing or two. Take care and stay alive to continue read my shit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7726494300764324395-6278801760836592829?l=lif4r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lif4r.blogspot.com/feeds/6278801760836592829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lif4r.blogspot.com/2009/07/hi-nbtd-nothing-better-to-do-people.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7726494300764324395/posts/default/6278801760836592829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7726494300764324395/posts/default/6278801760836592829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lif4r.blogspot.com/2009/07/hi-nbtd-nothing-better-to-do-people.html' title='Shisha smoking'/><author><name>wIlLiAm LeOnG yOnG sIaNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10032519098299035117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EiUBU9X9nl8/Slb-9Yu272I/AAAAAAAAABI/_ZMe6CT1Igc/S220/DSC00144.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EiUBU9X9nl8/SlgvGDyMloI/AAAAAAAAABs/uy_kPBFjeGA/s72-c/180px-Hoookah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7726494300764324395.post-7467768221070333664</id><published>2009-07-10T16:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T12:47:08.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>爱上死神之第一话，三个好朋友</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EiUBU9X9nl8/Slb7ikxUP3I/AAAAAAAAAA4/H8N5KUf4iIs/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356745378208431986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EiUBU9X9nl8/Slb7ikxUP3I/AAAAAAAAAA4/H8N5KUf4iIs/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;雨水不停的打在脸上。希望它可以冲走我的难过。希望雨声可以陪我度过寂寞的深夜。希望雷光可以照亮我黑暗的心情。不知过了多久，麻木的皮肤和已死了心的我傻傻的站在雨中哭泣。也不知哭了多久，只知道眼睛好累。。。真的好累，难到要好好爱一个人有那么难吗？&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;第一话，三个好朋友&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我看到一个女孩的背影。一个好熟悉的背影。那女孩背着我说了一些话，但是我听不到。说完了正想离开时，突然我觉得好难过，好想哭，真的好难过，从来没这样难过。在没意识下我说了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;秀美，别走。。。别离开我。。。别。。。走。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;突然感觉有个又温柔同时又熟悉的手握紧着我的双手。然后又感觉到脸上有一滴一滴的水滴在脸上。美，难到你来看我？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“美，别再离开我！”我喊道，双手握着紧紧的。把那双又累又肿的眼睛打开时，看到一个身材高大，黑黑的皮肤，金黄色的头发，看起来蛮结实的男孩，原来是我从小一就坐在一起的死党，陈永天。再看看是谁的手，原来是我在做工认识的一个女孩，方燕。她有着乌黑的长头发，白白的皮肤，瘦小的身体。她看起来蛮漂亮的，尤其是她那双蓝色的眼珠，真的好美丽。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“对对不起。。。我还以为是美” 尴尬地和燕说。立刻放开了她的手。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“你干吗啦？为什么这样傻？站在雨中淋雨，还站了一个晚上。这样做值得吗？你以为你病了她会难过吗？你很笨耶，担心你的人会难过的。”燕说完了，便哭了起来。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“燕，你就放过他吧。刚刚才起身就被你骂呢。哈哈哈。光，你知不知道你睡了多久啊？所以燕才会这么担心你。” 天说道。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“我睡了很久吗？真的对不起，又让你们担心我了。对不起啊，燕。你就别哭了嘛。看，哭到整张猫脸了，不漂亮了。”我说完后，用手把燕脸上的泪擦干。燕就像小猫似，点点头，停止哭泣了。然后用双手擦掉眼泪。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“你可睡了一天一夜呢。要不是我从小就认识你，再加上你死去的父母交代我照顾你的话，我可真的不管你呢，好让你横尸街头呢。哈哈哈。”说完后，燕立刻往他的头打。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当他们还在闹时，我看看四处。有个书桌，桌上有几本书和一个电脑记事簿。在书桌的隔壁有个衣橱。就在床头隔壁有个小桌子，上面放着一对男女很亲密地抱在一起的照片。就这样没有别的东西了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“干吗？不认得你的房间吗？四处看看的，好像失忆似地。哈哈哈。”天看着我奇怪的表情问道。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“光，你不舒服是吗？哪里不舒服？” 燕关心地问道。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“没有啦，就刚刚睡醒，头还痛。我没事了，你们先回去吧。放心，我真的没事。”说完后，用手把那照片盖了起来。口头上说没事，其实在心里某处还在痛着呢。他们也乖乖地离开我的屋。因为他们也清楚知道，就算他们留下来也帮不到什么忙。就这样，我一个人傻傻地坐在床上，呆着。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;也不知道几点了，只知道已经夜晚了。一直坐着，不知道要做什么。就坐在漆黑的房间里，一点都不饿也不渴。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;门铃突然响起，好奇的把门打开。原来是天和燕。手上还拿着大包小包的。像搬家似。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“干嘛不把灯开了？我看你也还没吃晚餐吧，看，我们几有心，买了晚餐和一些日常用品给你呢。还有买了几罐啤酒呢，今晚就陪你一起喝酒。感动吗？嘻嘻嘻” 天笑嘻嘻地说。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“天，你能不能认真一次吗？总是笑嘻嘻的。你的死党不高兴耶。真受不了你。都不知道为什么光会认识你这样的人。从来都不认真。”燕不高兴地对着天说道。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;再一次，他们俩又再吵起来了。但是偶尔屋里热闹也好。我认识的人其实也蛮多，可是称得上好朋友的看来也只有这俩了。我们三个朋友，每次都一起，做什么都一起。我也没什么其他的要求了，只希望我们三个朋友，永远都在一起，什么困难都一起度过。就这样我们三个好朋友，就谈天谈了整个晚上。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;当你找到好朋友时，千万别放手。好朋友真的不易找，要好好把握。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;第一话，完&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7726494300764324395-7467768221070333664?l=lif4r.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lif4r.blogspot.com/feeds/7467768221070333664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lif4r.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7726494300764324395/posts/default/7467768221070333664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7726494300764324395/posts/default/7467768221070333664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lif4r.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title='爱上死神之第一话，三个好朋友'/><author><name>wIlLiAm LeOnG yOnG sIaNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10032519098299035117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EiUBU9X9nl8/Slb-9Yu272I/AAAAAAAAABI/_ZMe6CT1Igc/S220/DSC00144.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EiUBU9X9nl8/Slb7ikxUP3I/AAAAAAAAAA4/H8N5KUf4iIs/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
