<?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-278925407619533170</id><updated>2011-07-30T13:40:02.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy All the TiMe</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/278925407619533170/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>doraemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08761026048053242591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hCaMo8DYPgQ/SZTEl9krGWI/AAAAAAAAAA4/wu4iF1sEZKk/S220/Picture0039.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>45</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-278925407619533170.post-7336600813837052258</id><published>2009-07-28T20:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T21:09:10.042-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;My australian bf find me back again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;He want me to marry him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;When i heard it, i must feel very happy right..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;But i don't know why my heart suddenly feel scare..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;What i scare?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;I scare one day he will divorce with me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;I scare he is will change his heart one day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;I scare he is too big man, i need always listen to him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;I scare his temper....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Oh no! how come i have soo many disappointed on him??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;His mother wish he can marry with me before christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;but his dad feel too rush, at least after one year..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;But he wish to marry soon and move out his house..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;He wish to get marry just because his parent getting old..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;I don't know we are love each other or not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Accually we never meet each other...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;we know each other from yahoo messager..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;but we did saw pic and cam of each other..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Throught the chating, i know he strongly want to marry with chinese girl..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;We have net love for more than 3 years..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;In between this 3 years, we do broke..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;But after that he told me that he can't find other girl who are better than me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;So at the last we together back again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;But i hate him always ignore me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;I also hate him always scold me stupid or stubborn..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;But now i will feel that, if i really love him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;I need to obey him and don't make him angry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;I really don't want to lost this chance again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;As my age is getting old..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Now i really tired on working, my life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;I really wish can find one man who really &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;love me, care me, understanding me and treat me as a princess..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;I know maybe he is my Mr Right..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;I wish after marry, i can not need to work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Just stay at home to be full time housewife..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Take care my husband and our kids..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;I know he can give me this kind of life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;I can't describe my feeling now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;I wish to get marry with good man..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;But when it is happen i feel scare...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Wish he is my true love and last man...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;Wish the God bless me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>doraemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08761026048053242591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hCaMo8DYPgQ/SZTEl9krGWI/AAAAAAAAAA4/wu4iF1sEZKk/S220/Picture0039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-278925407619533170.post-5664650185549206032</id><published>2009-07-14T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T07:15:50.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friend..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;I think he and I be normal friend is better..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;I don't know what i had done wrong??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;Today he never find me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;Even i sms him, but he also just ignore me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;That is very hurt for me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;I had directly told him that i want to meet him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;but he still ignore me and no respond..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;Suddenly i feel that, he just will find me if got any insurance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;He won't find me without insurance topic..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;That is quite sad for me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;Now i just know myself is so cheap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;Every time if the topic is related with insurance,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;he must reply me in very fast..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;If not he always just ignore me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;He really not like before when we know each other..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;That time he always play sms with me, call me to talk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;but now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;Honestly, i have feeling on him.. I think i fall in love on him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;But i know now i need to forget it all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;I know i can't fall in love on him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;I try to persuade myself, don't think of him, don't mind of him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;Need to treat him as normal friend....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;Since he just ignore me, so better dont' disturb him any more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;So i told myself, start from now, i won't sms him to bother him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;Since he don't like to reply me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;Then i won't sms him or call him any more...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;Just wait when he want, he will find me himself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;Maybe i also need to force myself to forget him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;I think we are just only friend...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;maybe only client with agent only...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;Maybe he feel that i'm boring and troublesom..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;So i better keep away from him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;Don't make him feel angry or hate me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6633FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/278925407619533170-5664650185549206032?l=agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com/feeds/5664650185549206032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=278925407619533170&amp;postID=5664650185549206032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/278925407619533170/posts/default/5664650185549206032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/278925407619533170/posts/default/5664650185549206032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com/2009/07/friend.html' title='Friend..'/><author><name>doraemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08761026048053242591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hCaMo8DYPgQ/SZTEl9krGWI/AAAAAAAAAA4/wu4iF1sEZKk/S220/Picture0039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-278925407619533170.post-2710946070561655078</id><published>2009-07-12T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T08:47:29.622-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Am i useless????</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I always think that, am i useless???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I just wonder why everything that i done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;always is unsmooth and never go with my mind??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;NO matter in my life, my work, my family or my love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I never get the good answer or good news.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Why? can someone tell me WHY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I also wish that everything that i do can go by very smooth......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I also wish my life can go by very good....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I know in my family, i'm the most useless.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I can't help my parents, i can't give them the good life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;For my brother, i can't give him the money as much as he want..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I give nothing for my family, but i still make them into trouble..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I know everything is my false... I hope i can change everything...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Even i know that is very impossible, but i still wish i can do it....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;When someone look down on me, i wish i can do the best to prove it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;But every time i failed on it... no matter what i do always is the wrong...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I always tell myself to be strong in every thing and every way...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;So i always cry myself when i'm alone...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Nobody know my situation... nobody can help me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;and nobody give me concern...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Everyone just blame me, scold me or talk bad to me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Why i always is the unlucky one?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;When the luck is come to me? When i can have a happy ending?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I feel sorry to my family, my parents and my siblings...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I just can say, i will try my very best to make everything in good...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I wish some day, i can give my parents a good life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I hope the God father are always listening my pray...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/278925407619533170-2710946070561655078?l=agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com/feeds/2710946070561655078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=278925407619533170&amp;postID=2710946070561655078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/278925407619533170/posts/default/2710946070561655078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/278925407619533170/posts/default/2710946070561655078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com/2009/07/am-i-useless.html' title='Am i useless????'/><author><name>doraemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08761026048053242591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hCaMo8DYPgQ/SZTEl9krGWI/AAAAAAAAAA4/wu4iF1sEZKk/S220/Picture0039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-278925407619533170.post-2030490613363964328</id><published>2009-07-06T21:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T05:56:14.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Dearest Grandma</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;I feel very very very sad this few days..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;My dearest grandma had passed away yesterday early morning..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;I feel very sad and sad and sad....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;I really don't know how to explain my sad..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;I also feel very sorry to my grandma..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;Last week when she went into hospital&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;i wish to go back to visit her.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;but mom say is not very serious..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;Doctor always ask us to do the preparation..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;I really can't accept when i heard the news..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;I just feel curious when we do not have preparation,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;God had ask her go back..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;Until today when i think of grandma, i still will cry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;I really not dare my grandma away from us..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;I never think grandma will go away from us..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;Yesterday i really can't accept the news..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;But today i feel ok, just a bit sad..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;Even i feel sad, but i still need to pretend i'm fine in front of other..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;I just can pray to the God father &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;to take care of my grandma..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;I know one day we will meet in the heaven..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;Grandma, i miss you forever and forever..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/278925407619533170-2030490613363964328?l=agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com/feeds/2030490613363964328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=278925407619533170&amp;postID=2030490613363964328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/278925407619533170/posts/default/2030490613363964328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/278925407619533170/posts/default/2030490613363964328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-dearest-grandma.html' title='My Dearest Grandma'/><author><name>doraemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08761026048053242591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hCaMo8DYPgQ/SZTEl9krGWI/AAAAAAAAAA4/wu4iF1sEZKk/S220/Picture0039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-278925407619533170.post-1383720874308205806</id><published>2009-07-06T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T21:58:02.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friend?? Special friend?? normal friend??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;I really don't know what is our relationship now??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;Even he angry me, but he still treat me very nice..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;He still like before when i need, he will help as he can..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;He still will take some time to meet me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;I'm very sad this few days..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;My dearest grandma had passed away yesterday early morning..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;I cried until my eyes become buns..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;I cried for whole day when i think of it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;I just simply sms him to tell him that i feel sad..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;but when he know it, he come suddenly to concern me and see me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;Accually yesterday he want to sign up with my colleague&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;he will come to my house around 5pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;i thought he mean come to see me is mean 5pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;but accually he is not.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;he told me he will come to see me before 2pm and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;sign up with my colleauge at 5pm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;mean he will come to my house two times..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;At that time i really feel touching heart..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;Because he come to see me after he heard i'm sad and cry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;But i know i can't have other thinking on him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;He just treat me as a normal friend..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;He treat every friend, no matter is girl or guy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;he always treat them nice as he can....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;Maybe is myself think too much...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/278925407619533170-1383720874308205806?l=agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com/feeds/1383720874308205806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=278925407619533170&amp;postID=1383720874308205806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/278925407619533170/posts/default/1383720874308205806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/278925407619533170/posts/default/1383720874308205806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com/2009/07/friend-special-friend-normal-friend.html' title='Friend?? Special friend?? normal friend??'/><author><name>doraemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08761026048053242591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hCaMo8DYPgQ/SZTEl9krGWI/AAAAAAAAAA4/wu4iF1sEZKk/S220/Picture0039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-278925407619533170.post-7134216926189780520</id><published>2009-07-04T22:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T23:01:20.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Today, i make him so angry on me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;until he ask me don't reply him sms any more..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I think this time i really do the wrong.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I think he really angry me now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So i stop sms him, but i still had say sorry to him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I think after today i will put down every feeling on him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I won't have keep any hope on him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Maybe he is not the guy the God arrange for me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I think our relationship just can maintain in between client and agent..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Now i just realise that, every time always is my own false..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;just because i force too much on one guy, so make them scaring on me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So i think, i better to choose to be a single..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Maybe single life is the best way for me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Bless myself..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/278925407619533170-7134216926189780520?l=agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com/feeds/7134216926189780520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=278925407619533170&amp;postID=7134216926189780520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/278925407619533170/posts/default/7134216926189780520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/278925407619533170/posts/default/7134216926189780520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com/2009/07/today-i-make-him-so-angry-on-me.html' title=''/><author><name>doraemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08761026048053242591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hCaMo8DYPgQ/SZTEl9krGWI/AAAAAAAAAA4/wu4iF1sEZKk/S220/Picture0039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-278925407619533170.post-277662433407785933</id><published>2009-07-03T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T09:40:36.339-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;What call LOVE? What is LOVE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I promise to my exbf that i will accept him back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;but i ask myself, did i really love him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;BUt i found that, i not really love him, i just want to keep my promise only..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;This recently i met one guy that he is very&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;care of me, concern on me, and always borrow his ears to me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;He treat me nice, no matter what help i need, he must help..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I feel that i have a nice feeling on him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;but i found that he treat every friend and every girl as good as me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So maybe i think too much on him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Maybe he just treat me as a his insurance client or normal friend..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Maybe i'm too stupid that easy to fall in love on someone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;He had told me that he won't fall in love on any girl..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;He say he can treat me nice and good, can borrow me the ears to listen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Just he can't fall in love on me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Just myself is too stupid, still fall in love on him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So after that i need to force myself to put down everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Maybe single also not bad..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So please don't think too much..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Just treat him as a normal friend..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/278925407619533170-277662433407785933?l=agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com/feeds/277662433407785933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=278925407619533170&amp;postID=277662433407785933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/278925407619533170/posts/default/277662433407785933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/278925407619533170/posts/default/277662433407785933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-call-love-what-is-love-i-promise.html' title=''/><author><name>doraemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08761026048053242591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hCaMo8DYPgQ/SZTEl9krGWI/AAAAAAAAAA4/wu4iF1sEZKk/S220/Picture0039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-278925407619533170.post-2018982179869064916</id><published>2009-06-09T04:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T04:36:05.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'>一切都太迟了。。</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;我和他分开后不久，他又回来找我了。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;记得那天收到他的信息，他告诉我说，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;他进了医院，他不断的向我道歉。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;他说之前他那样对我，也许是因为当时他压力太大。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;还说他很想念我，希望我回到他的身边。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;他说他知道错了，他后悔当初这样对我。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;他希望我们的关系回到从前那样。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;他说他会好好的珍惜我、关心我、爱我、&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;会比以前更抽时间出来和我见面。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;坦白说，刚开始看到他的信息时，我真的有点心动。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;我很想原谅他，因为如果说我已经完完全全的忘记他，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;那是骗人的。。我不想他，也是不可能的。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;毕竟我们偷偷摸摸的在一起了这么多年。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;我不知道他葫芦里卖的是什么药？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;我也不知道他再一次找回我目的是什么。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;所以最终我还是狠下心来。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;我不希望他再一次的利用我，我也不想再被他的甜言蜜语所骗。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;不属于我的东西，我不想再拥有。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;这样下去最后受伤的还是我。。那为何我要这么笨呢？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;即使我再接受他，他还是和以前一样&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;我们也不能常见面，毕竟他是有家庭的人。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;我还是希望能找一个属于我自己的那一个人。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/278925407619533170-2018982179869064916?l=agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hCaMo8DYPgQ/SZTEl9krGWI/AAAAAAAAAA4/wu4iF1sEZKk/S220/Picture0039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-278925407619533170.post-3742800597358990040</id><published>2009-05-18T18:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T19:31:08.371-07:00</updated><title type='text'>全新的自己</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;不知不觉我搬来新的地方已经半个月了。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;工作不如以前。。可是说轻松了很多，也可以说压力更重了。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;轻松是因为毕竟是自己的地方，不用看人的脸色。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;有压力是因为要很小心的用钱。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;每个月的开销让我吃不消。。每天都要在担心不够分。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;不管怎样，我相信一切会顺利。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;俗语说：万事起头难。。我希望接下去的日子会更好。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;慢慢的，家人也开始支持我，会给我意见。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;至少这是让我感到安慰的一点。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;刚开始我是真的很有压力，因为我要处理所有的事。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;现在我把所有我名下和他有关系的全部处理完了。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;心中也觉得踏实了，也比较安心了。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;至少不用担心他会利用我的名字来做什么坏事。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;现在回想起来，当初自己真的很笨，很天真。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;被他的甜言蜜语骗到团团转，不止害到自己，还连累到家人&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;就当作是吸取了一份很重很重的教训了。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;和他分了之后，我整个人也轻松了。。感觉上我卸下了很重的包袱&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;感觉自己也变开朗了许多。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;想想还是找个单身的比较好，那样他就可以完全的属于我。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;他的时间、人、爱，完全只有我拥有而已。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;现在的我，什么都不想那么多。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;现在自己的事业才刚起步，希望我所有的事能顺利。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;我也希望能得到一些的支持，这样我才能走得更有信心。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;所以我现在要很勇敢、很坚强的走我接下去的人生路。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;不管是在事业、人生路上都要很有信心的走下去。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;我也相信，天父上帝也一直在看顾着我。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;他的恩典够我用。。只要我寻求他，就必寻见。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hCaMo8DYPgQ/SZTEl9krGWI/AAAAAAAAAA4/wu4iF1sEZKk/S220/Picture0039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-278925407619533170.post-4040664799782314251</id><published>2009-04-26T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T20:10:21.025-07:00</updated><title type='text'>一失足成千古恨</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;人真的不可以做错事，一错就不能再回头，也不能弥补。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;就只能怪自己当初无知，容易相信别人。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;搞到现在他不承认欠我的钱，也不要还钱。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;我什么方法都用尽了，他就只知道逃避。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;绝话我也说了，但他就是不理。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;我还能怎样？？？有谁可以告诉我？有谁可以帮助我？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;我真的不知道我应该要怎样做现在？？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;我不是没有打电话给他，我也不是没有信息给他。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;可是他就是不理会，像是我欠他钱一样，还要被他骂。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;家人又每天打电话来催我叫他还钱。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;我真的不知道我要怎样做才好。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;我真的只希望在剩下的两天里，能给我一些&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;安静、平静、安心的离开这里。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;人生有感情的动物。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;虽然我在这里不久，但我对这中心的一切一切，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;包括和他的相处，和老师，同学们的相处，这里的一切&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;我都很珍惜，也很怀念，很舍不得。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;每当想到他对我这样不仁不义时，我心真的很痛、很痛。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;为什么我总是一次又一次的被男人利用感情？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;为什么我身边的男人没有一个是对我真心的？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;我真的很伤、很痛、很失望。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;我不想对他太绝，可是现在是他先对我绝。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;我不允许别人对我这么无情。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;我所付出的感情，不仅得不到回报，还要被人这样的辱骂。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;我最讨厌的就是身边的人利用我的感情。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;所以只要有人对我好，我会双倍的还给他。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;但只要有人对我不好，我也会双倍的对他。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;我承认有时我做事会一时冲动，但如果我不这样吃亏的总是自己。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;我的好心被别人当狼心狗肺。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;为什么老天爷对我总是那么不公平？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;不管是在友情、爱情、亲情上，我总是得到不平等的待遇&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;从小到大，我都是自己一个人承担所有，家人总是看不起我。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;身边的朋友来得快，去得也快。。认识的朋友不会长久，总是伤害收场&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;在爱情里，寻寻觅觅了多年，身边的男人都利用我，没有对我付出真感情&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;我真的不知我到底做错什么，现在要承受这一切。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;表面上，别人认为我很坚强，很勇敢，很独立、是现在的女强人。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;其实我不是，我并没有大家所认为的那么坚强。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;一年一年的老，年龄也越来越大，我真的想找一个肩膀来依靠。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;我也好想可以让我长时期的休息，不用工作，让老公来养。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;可是老天爷就是不让我遇到这样的男人。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;遇到了，总是困难重重。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;两个人相隔两地。。要见面安排了都见不到。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;我真的希望我的生活可以好一点，不要有这么多的波折。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;至少不要有那么多的试炼，让我平平凡凡的过日子。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;我不渴望我的人生有多么精彩，有多么威风，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;我只希望我能做我自己喜欢的事，过个平凡的日子。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/278925407619533170-4040664799782314251?l=agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com/feeds/4040664799782314251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=278925407619533170&amp;postID=4040664799782314251' title='0 Comments'/><link 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style="color:#993399;"&gt;自从认识了他后，我的生活没以前那么好，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;更没以前那么风光，经济也不如以前好。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;最近，父母的反应和谈话，让我觉得我更加对不起他们。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;爸爸知道我不够钱运作我的补习中心，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;他却向他的好朋友开口借钱，但需要条件。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;可惜我的条件不符合。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;妈妈听到我欠车期，不够钱还。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;我还没开口，她就问我差多少，她进钱给我。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;妈妈说她明白现在刚要成立事业，万事起头难。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;她说只要熬过头几个月就好了，接下去就比较不怕了。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;听到父母这样为我着想，这么的担心我。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;让我觉得我更对不起他们。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;但我又觉得很安慰，他们还是关心我、支持着我。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;所以我告诉我自己，不管现在有多么辛苦、多么艰难&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;我都要勇敢、坚强的走下去。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;有了家人、父母的支持，我会更努力、加油的做到最好。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;我不会因为小人而打到我的信心。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;既然选择了要自己开办事业，那就要坚持理想。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;我不希望能赚大钱，还是干个什么大事业。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;但我只是想脚踏实地的做我自己喜欢的教育工作。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;至少不用看别人的脸色。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;希望我的决定不会是一个错误。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;我也希望接下去的一切能顺利。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;加油。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/278925407619533170-5028951983077472422?l=agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com/feeds/5028951983077472422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=278925407619533170&amp;postID=5028951983077472422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/278925407619533170/posts/default/5028951983077472422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/278925407619533170/posts/default/5028951983077472422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post_22.html' title='家人。。'/><author><name>doraemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08761026048053242591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hCaMo8DYPgQ/SZTEl9krGWI/AAAAAAAAAA4/wu4iF1sEZKk/S220/Picture0039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-278925407619533170.post-5756037465755060453</id><published>2009-04-21T18:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T18:24:58.867-07:00</updated><title type='text'>休息。。</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;反反复复的人生，我真的累了。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;我想休息。。想过个平凡的日子。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;我的人生为什么总是那么多的波折？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;我自认我不是独立的女性，我的依赖性也很强。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;我也希望我的决定能得到大家的认同。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;我更希望得到大家都支持。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;虽然身边的人帮不上什么忙，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;但至少能给我一点的鼓励和安慰，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;我就已经觉得足够了。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;但往往这样简单的要求都无法实现。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;我的人生就要进入30年了，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;但我却还在跌跌撞撞，还在寻找出路。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;我更希望能找到属于我的那个避风港。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;看到自己的朋友个个都找到避风港，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;真的很羡慕她们。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;至少她们拥有一个大大的肩膀依靠。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;而我常常都是一个人孤零零的面对一切。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;或许我应该认命，也许我的命注定了要这样。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;只是不明白为何不让我的生命好过一点呢？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;是我自己太封闭自己呢？还是我在撞牛角尖？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;至少让我看清了这个世界，让我看到了人性的真面目。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;也许是时候让自己放长假。。好好休息。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;或许我是真的累了，需要好好的去充电。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;或许有那么一天，我踏入人生中无时间限制的休息，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;那有多好。。可是不顾一切，放下世俗的长时间休息。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;眼睛再也看不到人性可恶的一面，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;也不用被可恶的人欺负。。这何尝不是一件好事呢？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/278925407619533170-5756037465755060453?l=agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com/feeds/5756037465755060453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=278925407619533170&amp;postID=5756037465755060453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/278925407619533170/posts/default/5756037465755060453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/278925407619533170/posts/default/5756037465755060453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post_21.html' title='休息。。'/><author><name>doraemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08761026048053242591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hCaMo8DYPgQ/SZTEl9krGWI/AAAAAAAAAA4/wu4iF1sEZKk/S220/Picture0039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-278925407619533170.post-9181867622205452566</id><published>2009-04-20T19:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T19:39:01.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'>一切都一切。。</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;今天开始我对他的感情已经完完全全的放下了。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;我不会再有遗憾、不会挽留、更不会对他心软。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;就从他无理的骂我开始。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;我的心就像刀割一样，割得很深、很痛、很伤。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;只是一件小小的问题，他可以讲到很过份。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;我不曾为他想过，我一直在钱里打转。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;难道他自己也不也是一样吗？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;他欠我家这么多钱，难道他自己有好好的处理过吗？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;他最厉害的就是逃避，以为逃避就可以不用还钱，不用负责任。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;难道他又有为我想过吗？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;因为他，搞到我现在没脸见我家人。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;我不知道我要如何面对我家人。。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;我觉得我很对不起我的家人。。。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;这一切都因为他。。。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;我在想，如果当初我没遇见他。。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;我今天也许还是在诗巫安安心心的当补习老师。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;不会搞到今天要自立门户，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;每天还担心不够钱。。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;有时我觉得我真的很累、很累。。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;我好想抛弃一切，什么都不理，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;就这样一走了之。。。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;有时我觉得我自己好无助。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;甚至无助到去算命。。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;我觉得我自己好笨哦。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;是一个基督徒，既然跑去算命，却不相信自己的上帝。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;我真的希望有人可以在我身边支持我、鼓励我。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;我希望我的决定可以得到别人的认同。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/278925407619533170-9181867622205452566?l=agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com/feeds/9181867622205452566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=278925407619533170&amp;postID=9181867622205452566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/278925407619533170/posts/default/9181867622205452566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/278925407619533170/posts/default/9181867622205452566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post_20.html' title='一切都一切。。'/><author><name>doraemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08761026048053242591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hCaMo8DYPgQ/SZTEl9krGWI/AAAAAAAAAA4/wu4iF1sEZKk/S220/Picture0039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-278925407619533170.post-8953119485639665384</id><published>2009-04-13T01:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T02:12:20.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Give Up..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I think i had give up everything,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;especially "he"....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;THis two days we always quarrel about money..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I feel that i hate him so much..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I don't know why..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Until today he still just ask me to do this and that..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I try to cool down myself..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I told myself don't think too much..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Since i had dicided to leave him, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So don't think so much..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Just put down the feeling on him and forget him everything..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;We will broke, that was been experted..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I know we will broke, just don't know when only..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Since now the time had come, so just leave...&lt;br /&gt;Wish myself after broke with him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I can be more happy and more success..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Good luck of myself and happy always..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/278925407619533170-8953119485639665384?l=agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com/feeds/8953119485639665384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=278925407619533170&amp;postID=8953119485639665384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/278925407619533170/posts/default/8953119485639665384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/278925407619533170/posts/default/8953119485639665384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com/2009/04/give-up.html' title='Give Up..'/><author><name>doraemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08761026048053242591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hCaMo8DYPgQ/SZTEl9krGWI/AAAAAAAAAA4/wu4iF1sEZKk/S220/Picture0039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-278925407619533170.post-9057351303684454659</id><published>2009-04-12T22:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T23:07:22.252-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;人生现实的。。社会也是现实的。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;有时我真的不明白，为什么？？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;老天爷为何对我会这么多不公平？？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;两个人相爱，不就是要坦诚相对，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;有事时一起解决吗？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;可是为什么，和他在一起时，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;他面对事情困难时，我就必须帮他想办法&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;为何在我有困难时，他却可以当个旁观者？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;我需要他的帮忙时，他总是有很多的借口。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;他最会做的事，就是距我于千里之外、不理我、不管我。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;也许是我自己太笨了，也太好骗了。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;这一年半走来，回想起来。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;如果说他真的爱我。。我会犹豫这是真的吗？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;如果他真的爱我，就不会这样对待我。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;给我感觉，他只是在利用我。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;现在我已经失去了利用的价值，他就一脚把我推开。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;我真的很看不起这样的男人。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;有事发生从来不敢面对，却选择逃避。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;他已经不是当初我所认识的“他”了。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;他曾答应过我，只有我们在一起，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;不管再大的事，只要有他在，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;天踏下来，由他来帮我顶。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;他也答应过我，只有我们能在一起，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;他就会爱我多多、疼我多多，不会让我受苦、受委屈。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;可是现在的我，却什么都没有。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;有的只是他的冷落、不理会、失去利用价值就踢开我。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;我真的很笨。。我全心全意的付出我对他的爱，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;我放进我所有的感情来爱他，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;我也失去了理想的为他而没保护我自己。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;到头来，得到的却是深深的伤害。。永远的痛。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;这值得吗？是我应该要得到的回报吗？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;原本放弃爱情的我，选择不再要有爱情了，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;但他的出现，他的曾诺、他的保证&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;让我又再一次的接受爱情、又再一次的让人来伤害我。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;我真的真的好累，好累、好累。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;不知肉体上的累，甚至是精神上的累。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;我好想好想好好的休息。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;我也需要一个厚厚的肩膀来依靠，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;也需要一双温暖的手来呵护，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;更需要一个结实的胸膛来维护。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;可是我得到的却是一次又一次的伤害，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;一刀又一刀的伤痕。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;我只能用工作，看戏来麻醉我自己。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;我真的不知道我应该要怎样才能忘记这一切都伤痛？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/278925407619533170-9057351303684454659?l=agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com/feeds/9057351303684454659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=278925407619533170&amp;postID=9057351303684454659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/278925407619533170/posts/default/9057351303684454659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/278925407619533170/posts/default/9057351303684454659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>doraemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08761026048053242591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hCaMo8DYPgQ/SZTEl9krGWI/AAAAAAAAAA4/wu4iF1sEZKk/S220/Picture0039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-278925407619533170.post-470874598775575523</id><published>2009-04-12T22:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T22:47:18.849-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken Heart..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I had broke with "he"..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;And he had told me that he want to leave me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;and we can't continue our relationship..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;If you ask me, i still love him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;My answer is yes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;If i not love him, i won't do so much thing for him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I spend a lot of my time, my money on him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;But at the end, it seem like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I had been using by him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;He just playing me around, foolish me around..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Always broke promise on me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;But since he choose to stop relationship with me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;that is good for him too..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Start from beginning, we start our relationship is a faulth..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;He is not belong to me..and he is not mine too..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Because i love him, so i wish he can be happy always..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;After i leave, maybe he can be more happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;on his life, with his family and his business..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/278925407619533170-470874598775575523?l=agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com/feeds/470874598775575523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=278925407619533170&amp;postID=470874598775575523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/278925407619533170/posts/default/470874598775575523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/278925407619533170/posts/default/470874598775575523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com/2009/04/broken-heart.html' title='Broken Heart..'/><author><name>doraemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08761026048053242591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hCaMo8DYPgQ/SZTEl9krGWI/AAAAAAAAAA4/wu4iF1sEZKk/S220/Picture0039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-278925407619533170.post-3263063384966424733</id><published>2009-04-08T02:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T02:25:38.591-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I know to be a 3rd party in other marriage, that is very difficult..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I think for many days, i had make the decision that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I want to leave him.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I feel i hate him, when he facing problem always ask for my help&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;but now, when i have problem he just ignore me and choose to leave me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;As i remember before that he told me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;always is the girl leave me, but now is his turn to leave girl..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Honestly, it is very hurt on me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Even i know we can't be longer and we must broke one day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;But that is still hurt me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;After the tuition centre here close, our relationship will be end too..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I will return him back to his wife, his family..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;He is not belong to me and i just one of the passenger that pass by of him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I just think that, if i love one guy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;It din't mean that i need to have him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;If he really live in happy, it is good already..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I wish he can found his happiness forever after he leave me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Since i had decided to leave, i won't consider anything..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I will start and facing my new life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Wish me good luck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and i also wish he happy all the time and good luck on his business..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Now I just know i need to start my new life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Forget the pass and keep hardworking for my future..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/278925407619533170-3263063384966424733?l=agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hCaMo8DYPgQ/SZTEl9krGWI/AAAAAAAAAA4/wu4iF1sEZKk/S220/Picture0039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-278925407619533170.post-6922329926155354575</id><published>2009-03-29T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T19:43:29.129-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;我明白做第三者的命运。。我曾想过离开。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;离开他，离开这里，抛下一切都走。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;或许是我太重感情吧，我不舍得。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;虽然只是无名无分的和他在一起，这是我自己当初的选择&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;怨不得谁。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;也许自己傻，被人哄了几句，就信到十足。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;我有时在想，我真的爱他吗？还是只是纯粹的喜欢而已。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;他总是认为我想毁掉他的家。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;这样的指责对我很不公平。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;如果我真的想毁掉他的家，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;我不会等到今天..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;我早就会像其他女生一样每天吵着他离婚，可是我不曾这样做过。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;难道这样我也有错吗？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/278925407619533170-6922329926155354575?l=agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com/feeds/6922329926155354575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=278925407619533170&amp;postID=6922329926155354575' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/278925407619533170/posts/default/6922329926155354575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/278925407619533170/posts/default/6922329926155354575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>doraemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08761026048053242591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hCaMo8DYPgQ/SZTEl9krGWI/AAAAAAAAAA4/wu4iF1sEZKk/S220/Picture0039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-278925407619533170.post-7999440699212322791</id><published>2009-03-29T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T19:34:18.067-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Think..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I asking myself always..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;What is the different between Love and Like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I can't understand what the both meaning..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Nowadays, i think many about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Myself, my own, my job, my life and my love..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Nobody can give me the idea..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;The life need to arrange myself and walk by myself..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;When i was young, when everyone love by parents,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I need come out to work..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;When everyone still in primary,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I already in secondary school..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;When everyone in secondary school,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I start to study in University..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;When everyone enjoy the life in University,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I come out to work because life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Sometime i really feel very tired..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I miss my home very much when i alone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I alone to work out of my hometown and always alone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I really feel tired.. n i wish someone can give me help and concern..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Nowadays i meet "he" less and less..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;As i know after this centre close,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;maybe my relationship with him also will end..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I had think to leave him or stop the relationship with him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;But i not dare.. becoz maybe i love him too much deep..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Even i know he is not belong to me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;He always think that i want to broke his family..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I know he is a nice husband and nice father..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;If i really want him broke his family, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I must ask him to disvorce with his wife..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I won't wait until today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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title='Think..'/><author><name>doraemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08761026048053242591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hCaMo8DYPgQ/SZTEl9krGWI/AAAAAAAAAA4/wu4iF1sEZKk/S220/Picture0039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-278925407619533170.post-4519545796868597553</id><published>2009-02-27T00:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T00:07:57.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hCaMo8DYPgQ/Saee_-GYLFI/AAAAAAAAABg/5l_48KTQ9ek/s1600-h/DSC00640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307385507718114386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hCaMo8DYPgQ/Saee_-GYLFI/AAAAAAAAABg/5l_48KTQ9ek/s320/DSC00640.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I go to beach with Susan(my colleague)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I feel very happy and comfortable..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I miss beach so much..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Make me forget everything and free..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I had very long time din't go beach..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Both of us like a crazy girl.. haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I wish i can go beach always.... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>doraemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08761026048053242591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hCaMo8DYPgQ/SZTEl9krGWI/AAAAAAAAAA4/wu4iF1sEZKk/S220/Picture0039.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hCaMo8DYPgQ/Saee_-GYLFI/AAAAAAAAABg/5l_48KTQ9ek/s72-c/DSC00640.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-278925407619533170.post-6555295255044054759</id><published>2009-02-16T02:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T02:58:20.484-08:00</updated><title type='text'>..Believe or not believe??..</title><content type='html'>When i choose to believe that Charles is true on me&lt;br /&gt;But someone tell me that he is just a lier..&lt;br /&gt;Make my heart hurt and broken..&lt;br /&gt;I start to think is that he is true or he just cheat?&lt;br /&gt;I heard one of my friend said&lt;br /&gt;His colleague also facing the same story with me..&lt;br /&gt;I should believe her or not?&lt;br /&gt;Accually i hate her so much..&lt;br /&gt;She always say something that not true to me..&lt;br /&gt;She told me many things&lt;br /&gt;But after i found out the answer&lt;br /&gt;I just know she just telling me lie..&lt;br /&gt;So i should believe who?&lt;br /&gt;But until now charles still not yet pay the payment..&lt;br /&gt;The parcel still retained in Dubai..&lt;br /&gt;I really very confuse now..&lt;br /&gt;WHy? why? WHY?&lt;br /&gt;Why everything seem not very good luck on me?&lt;br /&gt;I just wish can meet one guy that really love me and care me&lt;br /&gt;I also wish can get married soon..&lt;br /&gt;Since my age is getting older..&lt;br /&gt;But now i facing the problem like that?&lt;br /&gt;So i still need to choose believe charles?&lt;br /&gt;OR i can't believe him?&lt;br /&gt;Did charles same like other guy that just a lier?&lt;br /&gt;I wish he is not.....&lt;br /&gt;Who can give me answer?&lt;br /&gt;Now i just can wait see his parcel really come or not?&lt;br /&gt;AND i also wish to wait he really will come kuching or not?&lt;br /&gt;I hope everything will become true..&lt;br /&gt;May God bless me..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/278925407619533170-6555295255044054759?l=agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com/feeds/6555295255044054759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=278925407619533170&amp;postID=6555295255044054759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/278925407619533170/posts/default/6555295255044054759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/278925407619533170/posts/default/6555295255044054759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com/2009/02/believe-or-not-believe.html' title='..Believe or not believe??..'/><author><name>doraemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08761026048053242591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hCaMo8DYPgQ/SZTEl9krGWI/AAAAAAAAAA4/wu4iF1sEZKk/S220/Picture0039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-278925407619533170.post-7843062428272040051</id><published>2009-02-10T17:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T17:27:19.908-08:00</updated><title type='text'>..leave or stay??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;This morning I think many things..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;In my mind.. I just wish to find one nice bf..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I wish my bf always beside me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I wish he can with me when i face problem..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I wish he can give me full of love and concern..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;But "he" can't do that..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I really hate him always broke the promise on me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I also hate him treat me so bad this recently..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I know he is married man..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I know his family is more important than me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;But i just need his concern and love only..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Is that i wrong too?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Because his attitude like that..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I have the strong feeling that i want to leave..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Maybe not right now.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;But i don't know when is the time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;This recently i close with Charles..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I thought he like other guy just joke with me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;But he use his action to tell me he is true on me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;He promise to send the gift for me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I treat he just joke on me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Until I get his email about the receipt and invoice..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I really very surprise on that..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;He send me white gold diamond wedding ring,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;necklace, earring and laptop...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I really surprise on it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I wish he really is a true heart on me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;If he is true heart then i will leave here everything and follow him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I wish everything will be fine on him and me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I hope this time not a joke..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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stay??'/><author><name>doraemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08761026048053242591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hCaMo8DYPgQ/SZTEl9krGWI/AAAAAAAAAA4/wu4iF1sEZKk/S220/Picture0039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-278925407619533170.post-4358310292945180248</id><published>2009-02-10T03:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T03:56:46.267-08:00</updated><title type='text'>..wedding..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;This few days i think manything..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;He hurt me very much and always choose to leave me alone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;After last week i went back to my hometown..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;He let me feel that i'm strongly fee want to leave him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;In between this recently..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Charles treat me very nice and very concern me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;He said he will send me the gift for valentine gift..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I thought he is just joke only..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;But today i get his email..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;He really send me the gift and he email me the receipt..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I found that he send me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Diamond white gold wedding gold, necklace, earrings..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;He said he want me to marriage him  and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;He wish to let me know tat he is true love on me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I just feel that, if he really true heart on me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I will choose to follow him and marriage him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I really wish to leave here..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Especially want to leave he..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;So i also don't know what to do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I just know i want to leave him and here..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I wish to build out my own home with my lover..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hCaMo8DYPgQ/SZTEl9krGWI/AAAAAAAAAA4/wu4iF1sEZKk/S220/Picture0039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-278925407619533170.post-5549462456506996634</id><published>2009-02-07T01:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T01:11:54.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'>..sad..  hurt..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Today really too many bad thing happen on me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;My hp lost.. my flight had been delay to very late..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Why this all happen on me??? Why???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I ask him bring me go to buy something since my fligh delay..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;But he reject me.. he just care his family..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Why he so unfair on me? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Why he can always left me alone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Why?????????????????????????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I don't know what to do now????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;He really make me feel that very strong want to leave him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I really don't want this kind of relationship any more..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;We have no future.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I just wish he can concern me more..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;But he never.. he just know to leave me alone to work and work..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Why this world so unfair on me????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I hate him.. I really hate him very much....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I know he is married man..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;But he promise me that he will love me and care me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;But now, always leave me aside and ignore me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I just have a small request only, he also can't do for me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;That really hurt me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Wish i really can put down this relationship..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Wish myself have the brave to leave him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Wish myself really can put down the love on him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Even i know it will be very sad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;But the time can prove it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The time can help me recover from the sad..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/278925407619533170-5549462456506996634?l=agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com/feeds/5549462456506996634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=278925407619533170&amp;postID=5549462456506996634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/278925407619533170/posts/default/5549462456506996634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/278925407619533170/posts/default/5549462456506996634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com/2009/02/sad-hurt.html' title='..sad..  hurt..'/><author><name>doraemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08761026048053242591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hCaMo8DYPgQ/SZTEl9krGWI/AAAAAAAAAA4/wu4iF1sEZKk/S220/Picture0039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-278925407619533170.post-1743240425641995731</id><published>2009-02-06T21:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T00:08:30.673-08:00</updated><title type='text'>..sad...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I feel very sad.. I also feel very angry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I had lost my mobile phone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I really don't know why last night I'm so careless..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I really feel sad becaues that i lost my two phones..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;But what to do? It had happen..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Even compalining now, blaming now, that useless too..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Just I really feel very sad..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I really can't understand why??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Why this recently the bad luck always follow me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Wish after this happening, everything will be fine..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Everything that belong to me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I have feeling on them.. Even the are non-living things..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I also hope that after the happening..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;There are someone give me concern..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;But most of the people just blaming me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;is myself careless.. my own false.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Make my heart more hurt and pain..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Wish myself after wrote..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Don't think any more..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Even sad, the life still need going on..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Wish good luck to myself..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/278925407619533170-1743240425641995731?l=agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com/feeds/1743240425641995731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=278925407619533170&amp;postID=1743240425641995731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/278925407619533170/posts/default/1743240425641995731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/278925407619533170/posts/default/1743240425641995731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com/2009/02/sad.html' title='..sad...'/><author><name>doraemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08761026048053242591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hCaMo8DYPgQ/SZTEl9krGWI/AAAAAAAAAA4/wu4iF1sEZKk/S220/Picture0039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-278925407619533170.post-3262342784315195025</id><published>2008-12-11T01:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T01:52:03.889-08:00</updated><title type='text'>。。离开。。</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;我真的不知道我自己做错了什么？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;平息了几天，事情又来了。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;我还以为事情告一段落了，可以很安心的度日，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;哪知道今天又来和我吵，说我针对她的女儿。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;拜托，我已经随着她喜欢的走了，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;我还有错吗？到底是谁针对谁？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;我这样也不行，那样也不行，到底要我怎样？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;三头两天就找件事情来骂，来吵。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;我真不知道这样的日子要到几时才会结束？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;为什么就不能给我一个平静的日子？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;为什么不能在我要回去前让我平静，开心的过呢？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;难道这样对我真的公平吗？对我合理吗？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;从我开始来到这里，我就不断的在忍，在退后，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;但人的忍耐力是有限的，当忍到无可奈何时，迟早会爆发的&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;一直到今天，我的心情从没有好过，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;对同事，对学生，对生意上的人，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;我要装成若无其事，很开心的样子，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;其实我心很痛，又有谁知道？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;我的心情又有谁了解？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;又有谁能愿意借我耳朵听我诉说？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;没有，就只能我自己一个人承担&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;我真的希望他能快点回来，但我想我等不到了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;坦白说，我又不是他的谁，我也没那个资格&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;或许因为这几次的事情后，让我看透了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;也让我了解到，我也是时候离开了，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;也许我的离开对他和我都好。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;我了解他夹在两个女人的中间很难做人，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;所以我想我离开会比较好。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/278925407619533170-3262342784315195025?l=agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hCaMo8DYPgQ/SZTEl9krGWI/AAAAAAAAAA4/wu4iF1sEZKk/S220/Picture0039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-278925407619533170.post-4750133321398670071</id><published>2008-12-07T23:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T23:43:00.179-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Helpless....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Until today I still worry for many things..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I don't know when it can end?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I wish it can end in early and let me have a fine day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I don't know what she want again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Everyday just act in innocent and selfish..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Never think of other people feeling..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I really don't know what to do..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I told him that I will choose to leave and resign..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Just i can understand that, he is very difficult to do too..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Becoz he always be a middle person between us..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Becoz I love him, so i choose to leave and let him free..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Love one person, is let him free and happy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I also feel sorry on him.. I know he is worry and busy in Australia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;He is busy running his business.. He suppose have to keep concentrate on it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;But i still sms him to tell him that, I choose resign and leave here..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Since she hate me so much and don't like me, then i better go..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Working in here, i also not feel happy and worry always..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;So i better choose the place that really can make me happy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I don't think that I go out can't find the other job..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;So i sms him that, next week i will go back my sweet hometown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;and before i leave, i will arrange everything and leave here..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I know after i say this, make him feel very unhappy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;But i don't know what can i do any more..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I think this is the only method that i can do..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Everyday i scare the new day come..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Becoz i don't know what will happen on the next day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;And i also don't know what i need to face on the following day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I just know i'm full of scare in every day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I really hope he can come back early as soon as possible..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;In this moment, i really need him very much..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;He promise me before, no matter wat happen..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;he will help me to settle it all.. he will let me feel comfortable and happy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Dear.. can u come back early? can u settle all ur business early?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Dear... i really need u at this moment.. I'm helpless and need ur help..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/278925407619533170-4750133321398670071?l=agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com/feeds/4750133321398670071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=278925407619533170&amp;postID=4750133321398670071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/278925407619533170/posts/default/4750133321398670071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/278925407619533170/posts/default/4750133321398670071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com/2008/12/until-today-i-still-worry-for-many.html' title='Helpless....'/><author><name>doraemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08761026048053242591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hCaMo8DYPgQ/SZTEl9krGWI/AAAAAAAAAA4/wu4iF1sEZKk/S220/Picture0039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-278925407619533170.post-1636528361363669728</id><published>2008-12-05T21:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T21:41:37.884-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurt..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;He went to Australia one month already, still not yet back..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;In this few days, many things happen..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;His wife come and just scold me.. I really don't know what i had done wrong?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;She suddenly say i stolen money, and say i'm not a good worker and etc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;What she say is really rude and hurt, very innocent..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;She ask me to give her my cheque book, i give her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;She ask me to take out the bank statement, i give her Oct only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Nov i not yet get, but she not believe, what to do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I told her the pervious check book he had taken it and not in my hand,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;she not believe too, what can i do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;No matter what i say she not believe then better don't ask.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I really sad and hate this all happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I told him, if i really give then back luck then i better leave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;She can find one to replace me, and i will leave this company&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;In very before, i know she don't like me without any resason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;So i try to run away and avoid to meet her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I hope can avoid the unhappy thing, but who know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;it still will happen.. nobody can avoid it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I really hope he can come back early&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;So that i have someone support me here &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;If he is here, he can settle this kind of happen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;But now he not here, i need to face it alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I really scare and don't know what to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I scare to face tomorow, because i don't know what will happen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Even i wish he can back early, but just hope only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;He can't back early, he still have business running there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Right now, i really scare of Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I don't know how to face her any more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I need someone support me, understand me or concern me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;But it seem won't happen on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Why? WHy? WHY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;That really unfair for me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/278925407619533170-1636528361363669728?l=agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com/feeds/1636528361363669728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=278925407619533170&amp;postID=1636528361363669728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/278925407619533170/posts/default/1636528361363669728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/278925407619533170/posts/default/1636528361363669728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com/2008/12/hurt.html' title='Hurt..'/><author><name>doraemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08761026048053242591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hCaMo8DYPgQ/SZTEl9krGWI/AAAAAAAAAA4/wu4iF1sEZKk/S220/Picture0039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-278925407619533170.post-5006472416440463021</id><published>2008-11-18T01:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T01:44:56.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;He went to Australia for 2 more weeks already..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And few days ago, he scold me in phone in very fierce..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I just can cry on that time and just keep quiet to let him scold..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;He always scold in same things..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;He angry me because i always think of negative and..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;always said the words that hurt him very much..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;He said when he is in australia, he feel full of tension..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;He also wish can got someone beside him and borrow the ears..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;He told me he wish i can encourage him..give him the concern..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;He wish i'm the one can listen to him when he face problem..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;He also wish I can give him the opinion when he need..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I know i not the good partner for him in his life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;But i really don't mind to lend my ear for him to speak out..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I know he need someone to share with him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;No matter good or bad..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;After he finish scold, he still talk nice to me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;He said he is really love me and care me, just i din't feel it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/278925407619533170-5006472416440463021?l=agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hCaMo8DYPgQ/SZTEl9krGWI/AAAAAAAAAA4/wu4iF1sEZKk/S220/Picture0039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-278925407619533170.post-1540146217079886704</id><published>2008-11-11T01:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T04:11:07.078-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Give up??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;He is outstating this few days..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;In between this time, i think of many and many..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I thought to give up this relationship..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I feel myself very sad and feel very hurt..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Last few days i getting sick and i call him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I just wish to hear his sound during i sick and when i alone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Before sleep i wish to hear his sound so that can sleep nicely..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;But every time when i call him, he sound like not willing to talk with me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Sometimes he sound like rushing to put down the call..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Or he must got many excuse to ask me end the call..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;That give me bad feeling..and i really just can cry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I can't understand why he treat me like that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;He never call me, and he also never miss me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Just myself is too stupid.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;When he message me or when he call me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;He just talked about business with me and ask me to done the work..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Now he has not enough money to use over there..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;He just sms me ask me to call him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;And he ask me to bank in the money for him to use..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;It let me feel that, he together with me just because..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;When he need help, he will find me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;When he need money, he always ask me to think of method &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;or ask me to borrow him money..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;But when i need money, when i ask him about money..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;He must give the black face for me and always tell me he has no money..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Sometimes i really can't understand why he don't ask his wife to give money?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Why he don't ask his wife to think the method for him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Sometime it make me feel that..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I have no seat in his heart..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;But when he need help, he will find me first..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Sometimes i really think to give up and end of this kind relationship..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Think is easy, but not easy to do it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I had together with him one year already..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;In this one year.. He treat me nice?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I really don't know he treat me nice or not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Honestly, i wish he can love me and care me more..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;But most of the time, he never care about my feeling..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I know his family is more important than me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I really just hope he can keep his promise..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Before i come here, he give me many promises..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;But until now, he never do it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I just wish he can have more time together with me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;If just a short while, that is ok for me already..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I just wish to have lunch, dinner or breakfast with him only..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;But most of the time, he din't give to me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;He spend his more time together with his family..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm just a spay tyre for him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;When he need me, he will find me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/278925407619533170-1540146217079886704?l=agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com/feeds/1540146217079886704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=278925407619533170&amp;postID=1540146217079886704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/278925407619533170/posts/default/1540146217079886704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/278925407619533170/posts/default/1540146217079886704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com/2008/11/give-up.html' title='Give up??'/><author><name>doraemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08761026048053242591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hCaMo8DYPgQ/SZTEl9krGWI/AAAAAAAAAA4/wu4iF1sEZKk/S220/Picture0039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-278925407619533170.post-2896350589847962300</id><published>2008-11-04T17:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T00:06:51.489-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Down</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#333333"&gt;I don't know why.. I worry him so much..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#333333"&gt;I try many ways to find him..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#333333"&gt;Yesterday i call hotel until his room to find him.. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#333333"&gt;But i din't talk with him..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#333333"&gt;But at the end i know he got call back to his wife..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#333333"&gt;But he never call me up..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#333333"&gt;He don't know i will worry him?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#333333"&gt;Until this morning i ask his wife his number..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#333333"&gt;Just because he had promise my bro to meet each other up..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#333333"&gt;After i call him, he told me that he can't call through my phone..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#333333"&gt;You think am i believe that?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#333333"&gt;I think, maybe i have no seat in his heart..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#333333"&gt;If not, why he can let me so worry until like that? &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#333333"&gt;I totally can't sleep well and my heart can't feel better..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#333333"&gt;So i think is that i have no seat in his heart?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#333333"&gt;Suddenly my mood feel very bad and down..&lt;/font&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/278925407619533170-2896350589847962300?l=agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com/feeds/2896350589847962300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=278925407619533170&amp;postID=2896350589847962300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/278925407619533170/posts/default/2896350589847962300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/278925407619533170/posts/default/2896350589847962300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com/2008/11/down.html' title='Down'/><author><name>doraemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08761026048053242591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hCaMo8DYPgQ/SZTEl9krGWI/AAAAAAAAAA4/wu4iF1sEZKk/S220/Picture0039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-278925407619533170.post-4811584070158821664</id><published>2008-11-04T03:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T03:24:44.618-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss and Worry..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm worry about you so much.. I don't know u r fine in australia or not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You promise me that when u reach aus, u'll buy one card to call back to me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You really make me worry so much.. i just notice that i give u the wrong number..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I forget that if u use aussie card to call aussie number need to throw some number away..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and if u want to call back, need to add some number in the front..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I start to worry about u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I worry that u can pass the immigration successfull or not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I worry that u know how to call back or not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I worry that how is ur health?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I worry u can accept the oversea weather or not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I really worry u so much.. I can't concentrate on my working..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Because in my mind i just think of u.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I need to wait until u call back then i just will feel a bit better..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I hope u can have a good luck on ur work and everything going in smooth..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I can't do anything now, i just can wait for ur call only..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I hope u can call me sooner, so that don't let me feel so worry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;If i din't hear from you, i can't sleep well..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;In my mind i just think of you.. I wish u can contact me very soon..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Just can wait and wait and wait.. nothing i can do..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Miss u so much..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/278925407619533170-4811584070158821664?l=agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com/feeds/4811584070158821664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=278925407619533170&amp;postID=4811584070158821664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/278925407619533170/posts/default/4811584070158821664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/278925407619533170/posts/default/4811584070158821664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com/2008/11/miss-and-worry.html' title='Miss and Worry..'/><author><name>doraemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08761026048053242591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hCaMo8DYPgQ/SZTEl9krGWI/AAAAAAAAAA4/wu4iF1sEZKk/S220/Picture0039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-278925407619533170.post-6064737285868643966</id><published>2008-11-03T18:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T18:56:54.737-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;He had fly to Australia.. My heart also feel sad..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;But at least he got call he before he fly, even is the last person he call..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;I just can't understand why this few days, all the unhappy thing come together..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;He fly.. and i also facing problem in centre here..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;In the early morning, i get the msn message that scolding me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;One of the teacher here say i'm selfish and not a responsible teacher..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;She mention that i always ask her to do a lot of work and never care of her feeling..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;She say she need study and need work here.. but i never care, still give her a lot of work..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;She say i'm very selfish, because she need help me look after the students sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;and i never help her look after her students..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;I had nothing to say.. Everytime when she say she want to take leave because her study&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;I never reject her, even she say she can't come for half hour or few days..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;I also let her, i just ask her try to find someone replace her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Just this only, also call selfish?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;She say i always scold my student and never teach my students..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;This all words really hurt me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Manager always scold me because she always take leave..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;But i help her to explain and i told manager is my false, is me allowed her to on leave..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Not only me always scold my students,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;She also always scold her students, and still punish the students,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;I never say anything, manager complain me, i try to explain..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;I never complain her anything..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;I heard many parents said, their child scare to come here because of her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;But i already try to explain to the parents.. try to solve and try to keep my students..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Did i say anything to her? I never...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;I know i not a good person..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;But i try to help what other ppl need.. But at the end i had been complain about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;I'm selfish, i never care other ppl feeling, i never think for other ppl,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;and still say i'm not a responsible person..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;What should i do????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/278925407619533170-6064737285868643966?l=agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com/feeds/6064737285868643966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=278925407619533170&amp;postID=6064737285868643966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/278925407619533170/posts/default/6064737285868643966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/278925407619533170/posts/default/6064737285868643966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com/2008/11/he-had-fly-to-australia.html' title=''/><author><name>doraemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08761026048053242591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hCaMo8DYPgQ/SZTEl9krGWI/AAAAAAAAAA4/wu4iF1sEZKk/S220/Picture0039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-278925407619533170.post-3017208964657366026</id><published>2008-11-02T19:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T19:52:05.534-08:00</updated><title type='text'>保     重</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;今天你终于飞了，虽然我心中有千万个不舍得。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;但始终还是要舍得。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;你说，你真的希望我真的能很坚强，能自己保重。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;我也希望我自己真的能很坚强。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;自己我不知道在没有你的日子里，我要如何过我的日子？？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;我只知道我真的很想你。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;没有你在身边，我就像失去了一个宽阔的肩膀。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;失去了一个温暖的枕头。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;其实我并不是你们眼中坚强又能干的女生。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;我一点都不坚强。。也一点都不能干。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;我更不是你们所谓的女强人。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;其实我的依赖心很强。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;开始到现在，你对我真的很好。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;只要我开口，你从没拒绝过我。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;你真的很照顾我。。很呵护我。。很保护我。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;不管我多么无理取闹，你都忍受我。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;虽然你很多时候，你都没履行到你之前对我许下的承诺。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;但至少你做到一个承诺。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;天塌下来，会有你来帮我顶。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;我祝你成功。。一切顺利。。加油。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;希望你还记得我在你的身边不断的支持你。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;我希望我也能实行我的承诺。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;成为成功的你背后的女人。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/278925407619533170-3017208964657366026?l=agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com/feeds/3017208964657366026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=278925407619533170&amp;postID=3017208964657366026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/278925407619533170/posts/default/3017208964657366026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/278925407619533170/posts/default/3017208964657366026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title='保     重'/><author><name>doraemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08761026048053242591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hCaMo8DYPgQ/SZTEl9krGWI/AAAAAAAAAA4/wu4iF1sEZKk/S220/Picture0039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-278925407619533170.post-399836526519913966</id><published>2008-11-02T01:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T01:56:17.104-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I feel sad this few days.. I don't know what to do..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I just know cry only.. when i think of him, i just cry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;He will going to Australia tomorrow.. I really not dare he leave..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;But what to do???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Since i come here, this time is the first time he leave me for long time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I don't know when he will come back, and how long he will go..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I wish i can send him, but that is impossible..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I wish to meet him last time before he leave, but the situation is not allowed..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I wish before he fly he can give me a call, but he won't do that..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;When he is not around, i feel that i lost a big shoulder..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;When i met problem, he always help me to settle..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;When i not enough money to use, he will give me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;When i feel unhappy, he make me smile..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I don't know how to pass the time without him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I know i must miss him very very much and too much..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I just can cry.. after cry.. feel tired just sleep..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Wish the time can pass faster..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;So that he can be back faster..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;This month is the special month for me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;We get known each other for one year..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I wish that day he already back here and we can have a good time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I wish my dream can come true..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I wish he can be succesfull on his business..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I wish everything he can go by smooth..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Wish him good luck and all the best..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I really miss him so much.. Is that mean i love him too deep too?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/278925407619533170-399836526519913966?l=agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com/feeds/399836526519913966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=278925407619533170&amp;postID=399836526519913966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/278925407619533170/posts/default/399836526519913966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/278925407619533170/posts/default/399836526519913966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com/2008/11/missing.html' title='Missing'/><author><name>doraemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08761026048053242591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hCaMo8DYPgQ/SZTEl9krGWI/AAAAAAAAAA4/wu4iF1sEZKk/S220/Picture0039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-278925407619533170.post-295195167633526785</id><published>2008-10-30T23:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T23:54:24.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>放   下</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;我答应过我自己，对他不要再这样，我学习了控制，但还是发生了。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;我真的不明白我自己，我开始对自己已经失去了了解。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;我不明白为何他突然开始对我不坦白？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;我真的很不喜欢那种受骗的感觉，我觉得我自己好失败。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;我总是受伤的那个，我的心一次又一次的受伤。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;我想我该选择放弃了，反正他都不属于我。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;放弃后，我真的不知道要怎样面对他？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;我真的可以不在意吗？我真的能放下吗？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;我不知道我要怎样解决这一切，我只知道自己心里很乱。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;或许我真的太傻了，又或许是我自己想太多了。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;我想我现在应该做的就是，什么都别想。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;过自己想要过的日子，做自己应该做的事。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;我想时间就是最好的答案，它会在适当的时候出现。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;执着也没用，也改变不了事实。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;或许我们真的不适合对方，我们俩活在不同的世界里。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;至少他在我人生中留下了美好的回忆，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;让我尝到爱情的滋味，让我感受到深爱一个人的痛苦。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;让我体会到原来思念一个人是这么样的辛苦，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;相爱却不能在一起，原来这就是所谓的爱情。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/278925407619533170-295195167633526785?l=agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com/feeds/295195167633526785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=278925407619533170&amp;postID=295195167633526785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/278925407619533170/posts/default/295195167633526785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/278925407619533170/posts/default/295195167633526785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post_30.html' title='放   下'/><author><name>doraemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08761026048053242591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hCaMo8DYPgQ/SZTEl9krGWI/AAAAAAAAAA4/wu4iF1sEZKk/S220/Picture0039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-278925407619533170.post-3124486305378717537</id><published>2008-10-28T01:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T02:14:46.939-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I miss him so much... But what to do? Can't do anything..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I wish i have more time with him, but the time is not allowed..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;We have less time to meet..sometimes we din't meet each other..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I always remember he promise me that..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;He will love me more.. care me more..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I really very cherish the time before when we just start..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Before no matter how busy he is..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;He still will reply me sms.. or call me when he is alone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;But now, he always din't reply me sms..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Even he is free, he also not with me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I know i can't do anything..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Just because he is not belonging to me.. He also not mine..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;No matter how i miss him.. no matter how strong i want to be with him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;This won't become true..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;What can i do.. just...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Love him deep in my heart... care him in my heart...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;He just a person that passed by my life only..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Care him more.. he also don't care me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;What for i care so much??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Just let the time to prove everything...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;The time is the best answer..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Wish everything will be FiNe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/278925407619533170-3124486305378717537?l=agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com/feeds/3124486305378717537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=278925407619533170&amp;postID=3124486305378717537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/278925407619533170/posts/default/3124486305378717537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/278925407619533170/posts/default/3124486305378717537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-miss-him-so-much.html' title=''/><author><name>doraemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08761026048053242591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hCaMo8DYPgQ/SZTEl9krGWI/AAAAAAAAAA4/wu4iF1sEZKk/S220/Picture0039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-278925407619533170.post-4964734900725287974</id><published>2008-10-26T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T22:51:46.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>无   奈</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;我要学习试着放下。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;这几天我想了很多事，遇到了很多问题。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;我真的不知道要和谁倾诉？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;我想，即使我多么的在乎他，又怎样？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;他对我总是忽冷忽热。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;我也面对一些的问题，但他有何时关心过我？问候过我？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;我也挣扎过，但又有谁能了解？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;也许我和他的感情就要结束了，不知什么时候会来临？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;我真的很怕那个时候的到来。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;如果他决定要离开我，我真的不知我自己会怎样？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;我能接受吗？能承受的了吗？又要怎样去面对他呢？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;我不敢想。。就只知道这一切都是我的错。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;所以我学习放下，勇敢的面对一切，勇于接受一切的改变。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;我不敢想结局会是怎样，但我希望我能改变结局。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;我真的觉得好累好累。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;真的希望有双可以让我依靠的肩膀可以让我靠。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;有一双温柔的耳朵听听我声音。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;更能有一颗慈爱的心安慰我、爱我。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;我真的好想放弃一切。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;什么都不想。。什么都不理。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;到一个自由自在的地方去。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/278925407619533170-4964734900725287974?l=agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com/feeds/4964734900725287974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=278925407619533170&amp;postID=4964734900725287974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/278925407619533170/posts/default/4964734900725287974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/278925407619533170/posts/default/4964734900725287974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post_26.html' title='无   奈'/><author><name>doraemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08761026048053242591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hCaMo8DYPgQ/SZTEl9krGWI/AAAAAAAAAA4/wu4iF1sEZKk/S220/Picture0039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-278925407619533170.post-1498541005230269205</id><published>2008-10-21T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T23:05:37.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;This recently my mood is very bad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;But when i face the people, i show in fine..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I don't know my decision is right or wrong..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Maybe start from the beginning i can't accept him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Maybe i'm really is not a good partner..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I feel jealous always..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;He told me that, he is very busy running his business..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;But most of the time, he is together with his family..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;He din't tell me the truth always..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Sometimes i also need his help..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;But he never care and never listen to me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;He promise me many things..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;But at the end never come true..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I wish he can spend more time with me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Even just a very very short time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;But he never do that..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The time for us is more less than before..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;We very seldom meet each other..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Maybe very soon we can't meet each other anymore..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I also hate myself..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;WHY??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The time is changing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The person also changing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The life is changing too..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;My heart also changing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I really hope i can love him forever..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;But the time is not allowed..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;He is not belongs to me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;He is belonging to somebody..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I also wish can find one single man..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;But my heart feel sorry to him when i do that..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;No matter how..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;That all are my false..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I wish myself can put down everythings..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I wish i can do that..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I pray to do that..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I will try my best to do that..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I really wish got someone is really..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Love me more, care me more..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/278925407619533170-1498541005230269205?l=agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com/feeds/1498541005230269205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=278925407619533170&amp;postID=1498541005230269205' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/278925407619533170/posts/default/1498541005230269205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/278925407619533170/posts/default/1498541005230269205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com/2008/10/this-recently-my-mood-is-very-bad.html' title='Feeling..'/><author><name>doraemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08761026048053242591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hCaMo8DYPgQ/SZTEl9krGWI/AAAAAAAAAA4/wu4iF1sEZKk/S220/Picture0039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-278925407619533170.post-2840164587147516702</id><published>2008-10-15T04:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T16:58:10.784-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#6666cc"&gt;The world is a beautiful..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#cc66cc"&gt;How u gonna to make it beautiful?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#33ffff"&gt;Happiness is depend on yourself..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;You can choose happy or sad..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#ff9966"&gt;Every one will involved it,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#33cc00"&gt;But how u gonna to solve it?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;That is your freedom and power..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#990000"&gt;The life is very long-term,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font color="#cc66cc"&gt;WHy don't to be happy all the time?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/278925407619533170-2840164587147516702?l=agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com/feeds/2840164587147516702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=278925407619533170&amp;postID=2840164587147516702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;今天我终于学会了放下，我终于做到了。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;虽然我很想他，很想信息他，很想见到他，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;但我都控制了。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;即使我信息他，他也不会回复我，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;即使我有事相求，他也不理我,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;即使我多么想他，他也不会见我。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;所以我告诉我自己，要适当的放下，勉强也没用。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;或许这样会更好，给彼此多点时间，彼此都能冷静。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;这样对彼此都好，既然这么不想我打扰，那就试着分开，别联络。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;感情总是这么的苦，为何不能甜一点呢？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;爱情总是让人痛苦，为何不带给人快乐？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hCaMo8DYPgQ/SZTEl9krGWI/AAAAAAAAAA4/wu4iF1sEZKk/S220/Picture0039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-278925407619533170.post-4768785423252367732</id><published>2008-10-14T17:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T17:47:21.585-07:00</updated><title type='text'>爱</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;到底是你变了，还是我变了？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;现在的你和以前的你，总觉得有很大的不同。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;我想或许你我都没变，变的是这个世界、社会。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;我真的不知道我要怎样做，才能不让你生气、不让你对我冷淡。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;现在的我们，见面的时间越来越少，甚至没见面。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;我了解你生气我醋味很重，不了解你，不体谅你。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;在你眼中，你总是觉得我很坚强，很独立，可以独自解决很多事，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;我很想告诉你，在怎么坚强的女人也会有哭的一天，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;也需要一个肩膀来依靠。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;从我们认识开始，我就告诉过你，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;我不在乎名分、物质享受，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;我在乎的是你的爱，你的疼、你的关心。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;我只希望你真的能把我捧在手心上疼。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;我只希望你能多疼我一点，关心我一点。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;当我需要你的帮忙时，你都不理我。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;你从不把我的话放在心上。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;有时我在想，我的选择是否错了？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;我很想放弃，但我已经跌得很深了，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;真的很难收回。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;你曾答应过我，只要我们能在一起，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;你会疼我多多，爱我多多。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;我相信你对我的曾诺，但现在我得到的却是你的忽冷忽热。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;或许这一切不能怪谁，只能怪我自己，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;明知道这是一段不可能会有结果的感情，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;但我还是一头栽进去。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;如今我对你的爱，已经无法自拔了。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;我曾试过放弃你，但我的心已经被你占有了；&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;我也曾试过和其他男生约会，但心里觉得对不起你。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;我不知道我们几时会结束，所以我很珍惜我们相处的时间。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;虽然我们见面、一起的时间很少，但我真的很珍惜。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;或许可以让我的生命中留下一个美好的回忆。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;是你让我感受到思念的痛苦，让我尝到深爱一个的滋味。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/278925407619533170-4768785423252367732?l=agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com/feeds/4768785423252367732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=278925407619533170&amp;postID=4768785423252367732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/278925407619533170/posts/default/4768785423252367732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;在人的生命里总有高峰期和低峰期。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;没有人可以每天平凡、一尘不变的过日子。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;生活里有起有落，这才叫精彩的生命。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;人常常会埋怨别人对自己不够好，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;但从来没想过自己又对别人如何？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;人往往在失去后才懂得珍惜，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;为何不在每天的日子里学会珍惜当下？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;总觉得开心的日子很快过，而伤心的时刻总是很难熬。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;只有真正懂得付出，真正爱过的人，才能了解痛。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;只有真心付出的人，才懂得何谓哭，又为何哭。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;开心也要过日子，不开心也要过日子，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;那为何不选择开心的过日子呢？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;人就是要学会适当时放下，学会珍惜眼前的一切。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;人生在世短短的几十年，一眨眼就要过去了，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;选择“笑”来过每一天的日子，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;对自己好一点，多疼爱自己一点，多保护自己一点。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;希望别人爱自己之前，自己要先爱自己。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;人生的喜、怒、哀、乐&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;是靠自己来决定，别让别人来操控。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;相信明天会更好。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/278925407619533170-8961254841670918179?l=agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com/feeds/8961254841670918179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=278925407619533170&amp;postID=8961254841670918179' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/278925407619533170/posts/default/8961254841670918179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/278925407619533170/posts/default/8961254841670918179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post_29.html' title='生     命'/><author><name>doraemon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08761026048053242591</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hCaMo8DYPgQ/SZTEl9krGWI/AAAAAAAAAA4/wu4iF1sEZKk/S220/Picture0039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-278925407619533170.post-4541665084289149380</id><published>2008-09-28T21:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T03:42:18.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>如果</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hCaMo8DYPgQ/SOCqxsApYMI/AAAAAAAAAAw/m5B12aLSn1w/s1600-h/Doraemon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251384936118182082" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 208px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 146px" height="146" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hCaMo8DYPgQ/SOCqxsApYMI/AAAAAAAAAAw/m5B12aLSn1w/s320/Doraemon.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;如果当初我没出世，就没有今天的我。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;如果我没继续升学，就拿不到大学学士。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;如果我不学习坚强，就不会有今天的成就。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;如果我坚持更努力，也许今天的成就更好。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;如果我能学习放下，也许今天我会过的更开心。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;如果我不是爱哭鬼，那我就会被残酷世界逼死。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;如果能多几个朋友，今天的我就不会这么孤单。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;如果我人缘好一点，今天就不会那么无助。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;如果我能大胆一点，今天的我就不会被人欺负。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;如果我能更开朗些，那我就不会有悲观的想法。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;如果我离开了这个世界，会不会有人miss我呢？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;如果这世界上没有如果，那会是多么美好的事。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;一切都是如果的如果，希望有一天如果会实现。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/278925407619533170-4541665084289149380?l=agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com/feeds/4541665084289149380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=278925407619533170&amp;postID=4541665084289149380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/278925407619533170/posts/default/4541665084289149380'/><link 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type='text'>人生。。。</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;人生难免会遇到许多的苦难，但要如何去面对呢？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;或许重要的不是期望没苦难，而是勇敢的去面对。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;成功不是因为你能爬得多高，而是跌到时能勇敢的站起来。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;人的生命需要经过跌跌撞撞，这才叫做精彩的人生。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;有故事的人才能创造出璀璨的作品。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/278925407619533170-4880526823239161410?l=agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://agnes-doreamon.blogspot.com/feeds/4880526823239161410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=278925407619533170&amp;postID=4880526823239161410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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