Dunno if it's true..
Read it somewhere..
Haahaa.. Time to sleep early!!
睡眠不足，容易发胖的。每天睡5～6小时的人，平均比每天睡7—8小时的人重6—8磅。当正常睡眠时间被剥夺时，身体会产生大量的抗压激素，以减缓新陈代谢的速度，同时第二天的食欲也会增强。如果早晨必须7点起床，前天晚上最好在11点左右睡。睡觉前可以泡个热水澡，或者读本小说。
Monday, February 21, 2011
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
有趣。分享。
I am always into TW drama or HK drama. This time. I accidently chanced upon a china drama. And surprisingly.. the story and the music choose is quite nice.
A change from the norm.
Share with you the songs.
A change from the norm.
Share with you the songs.
Monday, February 14, 2011
情人节快乐
祝情人节快乐。
没有情人的也不要太烦。。因为单身也是一种快乐;)
分享'ing
十二星座最可能的将爱上的人：
白羊座:朋友；金牛座:同事；
双子座:志同道合的玩伴；
巨蟹座:最中意亲朋好友；
狮子座:只要看上眼都行；
处女座:聚会认识的人；
天秤座:耀眼的人是最佳猎物；
天蝎座:同事同学；
射手座:俊男美女才对眼；
摩羯座:从朋友变成情人；
水瓶座:志同道合的人；
双鱼座:比自己大很多的。
没有情人的也不要太烦。。因为单身也是一种快乐;)
分享'ing
十二星座最可能的将爱上的人：
白羊座:朋友；金牛座:同事；
双子座:志同道合的玩伴；
巨蟹座:最中意亲朋好友；
狮子座:只要看上眼都行；
处女座:聚会认识的人；
天秤座:耀眼的人是最佳猎物；
天蝎座:同事同学；
射手座:俊男美女才对眼；
摩羯座:从朋友变成情人；
水瓶座:志同道合的人；
双鱼座:比自己大很多的。
Saturday, February 05, 2011
Friday, February 04, 2011
兔年十二星座最红
Have a good Cny everyone.. This is for u guys to enjoy during tis festive holiday!
兔年十二星座最红:
【桃花最红】1.:水瓶；2.双鱼；3.狮子；4.巨蟹；5.金牛；6.射手
【学业最红】1.魔羯；2.狮子；3.天蝎；4.射手；5.双子；6.双鱼
【事业最红】1.天秤；2.天蝎；3.水瓶；4.白羊；5.双鱼；6.狮子。
兔年十二星座最红:
【桃花最红】1.:水瓶；2.双鱼；3.狮子；4.巨蟹；5.金牛；6.射手
【学业最红】1.魔羯；2.狮子；3.天蝎；4.射手；5.双子；6.双鱼
【事业最红】1.天秤；2.天蝎；3.水瓶；4.白羊；5.双鱼；6.狮子。
Thursday, January 20, 2011
全球潮流风尚
全球潮流风尚:
【星座的大牌气质】
白羊座—Versace
金牛座—Burberry
双子座—Gucci
巨蟹座—Dunhil
狮子座—Prada
处女座—Dior
天枰座—Skap
天蝎座—D&G
射手座—LV
摩羯座—CK
水瓶座—CHANEL
双鱼座—CHLOE
What do u think?? Suit u??
【星座的大牌气质】
白羊座—Versace
金牛座—Burberry
双子座—Gucci
巨蟹座—Dunhil
狮子座—Prada
处女座—Dior
天枰座—Skap
天蝎座—D&G
射手座—LV
摩羯座—CK
水瓶座—CHANEL
双鱼座—CHLOE
What do u think?? Suit u??
Friday, January 14, 2011
Monday, January 03, 2011
爱情测试
Happy New year Every one.
Something to while your time.
最近你又谈恋爱的机会吗？
从四个颜色组合当中，选择一个你最喜欢的组合。
A) 黄色跟白色
B) 珊瑚跟蓝色
C) 绿色跟粉红色
D) 黄色跟蓝色
Something to while your time.
最近你又谈恋爱的机会吗？
从四个颜色组合当中，选择一个你最喜欢的组合。
A) 黄色跟白色
B) 珊瑚跟蓝色
C) 绿色跟粉红色
D) 黄色跟蓝色
Saturday, December 25, 2010
Thursday, December 23, 2010
張棟樑 - 之间 MV (女王不下班片尾曲)
现在再看的一部戏。。
Family ties.. Love... Friends...
All within the story.
Like the Song. Enjoy
分享我喜欢的歌
在这个小小的空间。。
有时候。。深夜里。。
回想一些有的没得。。
又要过一年了。。。
Family ties.. Love... Friends...
All within the story.
Like the Song. Enjoy
分享我喜欢的歌
在这个小小的空间。。
有时候。。深夜里。。
回想一些有的没得。。
又要过一年了。。。
Monday, November 15, 2010
Friday, October 22, 2010
Confuse
Starting to think if i am really suitable. For a job like this... Either i am Tired, or I have No more interest anymore... OR it's just the difference in the way we work..
Is this consider mid life crisis or is this normal? I dunno.. Just wanna to go on a holiday.. Think of nothing. Do nothing and be carefree..
I need time.
Is this consider mid life crisis or is this normal? I dunno.. Just wanna to go on a holiday.. Think of nothing. Do nothing and be carefree..
I need time.
Thursday, October 07, 2010
A week in Beijing
因为工作。。去了北京一趟。。
这一趟让我对北京大有改观。
Traffic Jam almost everyday. Every single hours of the day. It's only till late evening that cars can run smoothly on the road.
The city had become so modern. A city which i guess i will wan to visit again.
But i seriously think.. if there is a need for me to work there.. i will think thrice.
这一趟让我对北京大有改观。
Traffic Jam almost everyday. Every single hours of the day. It's only till late evening that cars can run smoothly on the road.
The city had become so modern. A city which i guess i will wan to visit again.
But i seriously think.. if there is a need for me to work there.. i will think thrice.
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
久了就习惯了
在微波读到这。。。
一个人单身久了，就不想去恋爱，会觉得朋友越来越重要。
一个人单身久了，就不想逛街，会越来越喜欢在家里听歌。
一个人单身久了，就变得成熟起来，会比以前更爱父母。
一个人单身久了，会想独处去很多很远的地方旅行。
一个人单身久了，会不经意的悄悄流泪，但会在众人面前装作什么都无所谓。
真的吗？
Friday, September 10, 2010
Monday, August 30, 2010
Ungrateful...
I came across this article on facebook... And i think this guy deserved to be KILLED!! Ungrateful idiot~
Even if the mum DID not donate her eye to him... HE shldn't treat her this way.. LET alone.. becos of him.. his mum become this way!
I hope this story is NOT true...
Even if the mum DID not donate her eye to him... HE shldn't treat her this way.. LET alone.. becos of him.. his mum become this way!
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
《一页台北》
恋爱的感觉，有时候，就像一杯咖啡、一首爵士乐或是一本书，熟悉却又动人，它悄悄地来到身边，让寂寞的心跳开始有了温度…
夜，骚动不安。恋人们，在城市里追寻。
追寻心跳的感觉。。
好喜欢这部戏。。音乐。。画面。。配合得很融洽。。
夜，骚动不安。恋人们，在城市里追寻。
追寻心跳的感觉。。
好喜欢这部戏。。音乐。。画面。。配合得很融洽。。
Monday, August 09, 2010
朋友间的感情
友情，友谊的同义词。
它是一种朋友和朋友之间的感情。
它是一种很美妙的东西，可以让你在失落的时候变得高兴起来，可以让你走出苦海，去迎接新的人生。
他就像一种你无法说出，又可以感到快乐无比的东西。只有拥有真正朋友的人，才能感受到它真正的美好之处。
友情，它是一种只有付出了同样一份这样的东西，才可以得到这种东西。它和亲情、爱情一样，是一种抽象的、令人捉摸不透的东西，但却要比它们更值得我们去珍惜。
友情不要求什么，但是，它有一种温暖，是我们都能体会到的。没有人能说清楚，友情到底是一种什么东西。 那它到底是什么东西呢？你只有付出关爱，付出真诚才能得到的东西。 想知道它到底是什么东西吗？那你只有自己去亲身体验了！
友情，它到底是什么？他只是一种感情，一种收获。多少笑声都是友谊唤起的，多少眼泪都是友谊擦干的。
友谊的港湾温情脉脉，友谊的清风灌满征帆。友谊不是感情的投资，它不需要股息和分红。
一连工作了两天。。48小时只睡5个下时。。 在我累到不行时。。朋友送上了热腾腾的咖啡。。到我工作现场。。好感动。。
谢谢你们！！那咖啡再让我熬过另外8个小时！
它是一种朋友和朋友之间的感情。
它是一种很美妙的东西，可以让你在失落的时候变得高兴起来，可以让你走出苦海，去迎接新的人生。
他就像一种你无法说出，又可以感到快乐无比的东西。只有拥有真正朋友的人，才能感受到它真正的美好之处。
友情，它是一种只有付出了同样一份这样的东西，才可以得到这种东西。它和亲情、爱情一样，是一种抽象的、令人捉摸不透的东西，但却要比它们更值得我们去珍惜。
友情不要求什么，但是，它有一种温暖，是我们都能体会到的。没有人能说清楚，友情到底是一种什么东西。 那它到底是什么东西呢？你只有付出关爱，付出真诚才能得到的东西。 想知道它到底是什么东西吗？那你只有自己去亲身体验了！
友情，它到底是什么？他只是一种感情，一种收获。多少笑声都是友谊唤起的，多少眼泪都是友谊擦干的。
友谊的港湾温情脉脉，友谊的清风灌满征帆。友谊不是感情的投资，它不需要股息和分红。
一连工作了两天。。48小时只睡5个下时。。 在我累到不行时。。朋友送上了热腾腾的咖啡。。到我工作现场。。好感动。。
Friday, July 23, 2010
MARRIAGE
To those who are married, .. Not married .. and soon to be married, I hope you will be touched with this story...
When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I've got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes. Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce.. I raised the topic calmly. She didn't seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why? I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man!
That night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Dew. I didn't love her anymore. I just pitied her! With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company. She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces.
The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Dew so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release.
The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.
The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn't have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Dew.
When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again. In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn't want anything from me, but needed a month's notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month's time and she didn't want to disrupt him with our broken marriage. This was agreeable to me.
But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day. She requested that everyday for the month's duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning..
I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request. I told Dew about my wife's divorce conditions.. . She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully..
My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mummy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain.
From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don't tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.
On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn't looked at this woman carefully for a long time.. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.
On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me.
On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn't tell Dew about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger. She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily.
Suddenly it hit me... she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head. Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it's time to carry mum out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day. But her much lighter weight made me sad.
On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn't noticed that our life lacked intimacy.
I drove to office.... jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind...I walked upstairs. Dew opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Dew, I do not want the divorce anymore. She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead.. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Dew, I said, I won't divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn't value the details of our lives, not because we didn't love each other any more. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart.
Dew seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away. At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I'll carry you out every morning until death do us apart.
That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed - dead.
The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves.
So find time to be your spouse's friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy.
Do have a real happy marriag?
Many of life's failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up.
When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I've got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes. Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce.. I raised the topic calmly. She didn't seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why? I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man!
That night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Dew. I didn't love her anymore. I just pitied her! With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company. She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces.
The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Dew so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release.
The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.
The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn't have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Dew.
When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again. In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn't want anything from me, but needed a month's notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month's time and she didn't want to disrupt him with our broken marriage. This was agreeable to me.
But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day. She requested that everyday for the month's duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning..
I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request. I told Dew about my wife's divorce conditions.. . She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully..
My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mummy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain.
From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don't tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.
On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn't looked at this woman carefully for a long time.. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.
On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me.
On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn't tell Dew about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger. She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily.
Suddenly it hit me... she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head. Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it's time to carry mum out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day. But her much lighter weight made me sad.
On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn't noticed that our life lacked intimacy.
I drove to office.... jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind...I walked upstairs. Dew opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Dew, I do not want the divorce anymore. She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead.. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Dew, I said, I won't divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn't value the details of our lives, not because we didn't love each other any more. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart.
Dew seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away. At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I'll carry you out every morning until death do us apart.
That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed - dead.
The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves.
So find time to be your spouse's friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy.
Do have a real happy marriag?
Many of life's failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up.
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