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Thursday, February 20, 2014

20/2/2014



There are so many things that I wanted to blog about, but so less time.
I want to blog about my relationship, my family, my friends, my work, my Chinese new year, my life and my trips.
so many things chipping in at one time. No time to do writing, I even no time to sleep (or I don’t want to sleep :P)

难道,时间就像乳沟,挤一挤就有了。
Wahahahaha..
Stay tuned.

p/s: To the world,
I’m Back! The usual eeping is back!

From: Me


ohya, 
happy birthday to my 18-years-friendship-and-still-counting-friend, Denn Pang.
we love you :) 
(we = meiting aiping eeping) 

Saturday, February 15, 2014

追忆


心,会隐藏我们不能说的东西,但眼睛,能说出我们试图隐藏的东西。人累了就休息;心累了就淡定。长大了成熟了,这个社会就看透了。一些事,只能当记忆。一些人,只能做过客。我终究不能逃避那些记忆,忘不了那个人,换不了独角戏的角色。一天又一天地流逝,沉思追忆,回首前程往事,思念的伤痕越陷越深...


Friday, February 14, 2014

The Double Valentines Day 14.2.14


14.2.2014,十九年一次的中西情人节...
也是我们在一起的第七个情人节:) 

bee,情人节快乐,爱你❤️

Sunday, February 9, 2014

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为什么还要留给我那些甩不掉的回忆?
你,总在我的脑海里不停地盘旋着...

Wednesday, February 5, 2014

男人女人


男人,你永远不懂女人在想什么,想要什么.....

Tuesday, February 4, 2014

Wonderful 04.02.2014


Wonderful night I have on 04.02.2014 ❤️

Cheers....

 

Tuesday, January 28, 2014

28.1.2014



    今天,我是小丑...
    傻傻的我,傻傻的等... 

Monday, January 27, 2014

自己



致亲爱的自己,


我,我好像开始有点不了解自己了。。。。


来自:不了解自己的自己


-完毕-

Friday, January 24, 2014

衫菜,有着杂草般坚韧的意志的野草❥


“衫菜,它一种有细长叶子的草,这种草的茎是由很多个骨节连贯而成,每一节的下端都是一个小小的尖头,上端则是一个往里凹的小碗,这样,就可以一节插进一节里,组成一根比较长的茎了。”
它看起来很弱小,但是又似乎很坚强。每一个骨节只要轻轻一拉就会断开,但是如果再把上一节插进下面那节的小碗里,它看起来就又完整如初了。
好想自己就像着衫菜一样,有着杂草般坚韧的意志,继续走下去。
外表,只是一种伪装。内心,也不想被人看见。

朋友说,我是一本Openbook 一眼就被看穿。我要把自己这本Book,慢慢关上,不让人看见我的懦弱,我的悲伤,我的痛,还有我的不坚强。只要展现那伪装的表面,就好了。
那淌着血的心,我要把它收的密密的,不让人看见, 因为我知道我那隐藏的伤口,只要被触碰,就会血流不止。



p/s: 我还是,需要时间…..可能,需要更多更多的时间….



我的风信子,就是我跟婆婆之间的联系❥

Thursday, January 23, 2014

stay strong


Even I keep telling myself that “I am fine”, but when ppl concern about me, and people asking about how r u? Are u ok? It triggers me / reminds me of how far she’s away from me….
My heart still ache..
No matter how many times I tell myself that I have to accept this fact, no matter how many times I tell others that I am fine, no matter how many km I run, no matter what  I do to make myself exhausted,  I still couldn’t take it, still couldn’t accept that she’s gone, forever.


I need more time………indeed…..
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