Thursday, October 29, 2009
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
幸福与我
幸福与我并不远。\(≧▽≦)/
对我而言,幸福是
很多很多的 努力 和 爱心 所换来的 温暖 和 关心。
金钱是买不到的。
幸福不是必然的
所以我们要珍惜我们现在拥有的
如果觉得自己不幸福,不快乐
那就要努力做好自己的本分,让自己开心。
让身边所有人开心
就是等于让自己幸福。
O(∩_∩)o~ 要幸福并不难!
简简单单和朋友们吃顿饭。。。
轻轻松松和家人聊聊天。。。
无聊没事做就看看电视。。。
能够做到这些,就是幸福的。
世界上,还有很多人连这些小事都做不到哦。
对我而言,幸福是
很多很多的 努力 和 爱心 所换来的 温暖 和 关心。
金钱是买不到的。
幸福不是必然的
所以我们要珍惜我们现在拥有的
如果觉得自己不幸福,不快乐
那就要努力做好自己的本分,让自己开心。
知足常乐!
让身边所有人开心
就是等于让自己幸福。
O(∩_∩)o~ 要幸福并不难!
简简单单和朋友们吃顿饭。。。
轻轻松松和家人聊聊天。。。
无聊没事做就看看电视。。。
能够做到这些,就是幸福的。
世界上,还有很多人连这些小事都做不到哦。
Friday, October 16, 2009
Thursday, October 15, 2009
Life
This year, my honeys are not coming back to celebrate my birthday with me...
Wai Kei celebrate my birthday with me every year since Form 1...
And also Yang Jie.. Yi Tong and Hui Xin...
Hope Yi Tong can come back..
Miss you all very very very much.
Miss your smile.
Miss your voice.
Miss your thurder loud laughing sound.
Miss your violent push.
Miss your warm warm hug (oni the gals one).
So.. this year, I invite my new classmates (my From 6 friends)...
Next year, all of us will further our studies at different places, so, we may not have the chance to celebrate together again.
Acquaintances coming in and out of our life...
We met different people daily... and some will leave deep memories in our heart.
Last year, when I realised that my beloved frens are leaving me, I felt so desperate...
Praying everyday that I can enter any school that can be with them.
Dont want to separate with them.
But at last, I entered Form 6, which lead me to another pathway.
Making new frens, which help me to walk though my last year of school life.
Memorable ones... sweet ones... scary ones... and irritating ones...
I wont forget any of them.
We have gone through difficult times together...
Mr Au's class...
working together to clean up our class...
doing funny experiments (never success one)..
But soon.. we'll separate.
Life continue going.
Wai Kei celebrate my birthday with me every year since Form 1...
And also Yang Jie.. Yi Tong and Hui Xin...
Hope Yi Tong can come back..
Miss you all very very very much.
Miss your smile.
Miss your voice.
Miss your thurder loud laughing sound.
Miss your violent push.
Miss your warm warm hug (oni the gals one).
So.. this year, I invite my new classmates (my From 6 friends)...
Next year, all of us will further our studies at different places, so, we may not have the chance to celebrate together again.
Acquaintances coming in and out of our life...
We met different people daily... and some will leave deep memories in our heart.
Last year, when I realised that my beloved frens are leaving me, I felt so desperate...
Praying everyday that I can enter any school that can be with them.
Dont want to separate with them.
But at last, I entered Form 6, which lead me to another pathway.
Making new frens, which help me to walk though my last year of school life.
Memorable ones... sweet ones... scary ones... and irritating ones...
I wont forget any of them.
We have gone through difficult times together...
Mr Au's class...
working together to clean up our class...
doing funny experiments (never success one)..
But soon.. we'll separate.
Life continue going.
Friday, October 9, 2009
Sick!!!!!!!!!!!
Toothache
And coughing
Are the sickness that I hate most.
Because, these sickness can shoo away all my eating mood.
But other than these, there's another sickness that I really really hate.
And coughing
Are the sickness that I hate most.
Because, these sickness can shoo away all my eating mood.
But other than these, there's another sickness that I really really hate.
"Losing my voice"
which is = no talking.
Sobs. My voice is super hoarse now.
Like a man. Or maybe a goat or a cow.
Even my throat is not feeling well now.
Soon, I'll have sore throat.. and then there'll be no more sound coming out from my mouth.
Means.. no talking and no eating.
I'll probably die.
Sobs. My voice is super hoarse now.
Like a man. Or maybe a goat or a cow.
Even my throat is not feeling well now.
Soon, I'll have sore throat.. and then there'll be no more sound coming out from my mouth.
Means.. no talking and no eating.
I'll probably die.
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