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11/07/2005

日记1

    想买本漂亮的小本本,想天天写日记.

    有话想说

    突然发现自己如此不堪

    无地自容

    对于生活的诠释再一次瓦解

    苟延残喘

    等待戈多

    用愉悦的心情
   

10/07/2005

我要我们在一起

    曾经以为有些事情只关两个人, 可是事情往往总不会和我想象的一样简单.很多事情偏偏不愿意多想,妈妈说要赌就赌大的,两年可能发生很多事情,很多事情多会变,我说如有异心,不得好死.是承诺,比CROSS MY HEART, HOPE TO DIE更严重的承诺.
   其实很可怜,16岁到现在,快10年,到底曾经经历过几次真正的恋爱,只有我自己知道.宁愿相信人一生只有一次真爱,其他的只是错爱.这样的想法可以让自己更加坚定.
   周六下午看的电影里的情节让人有些惆怅,所谓看不懂的剧情安排有时候会给人更多的想象空间.这个年代缺少的不是水,而是人与人之间的亲密和信赖。西瓜只是爱的替代品,香甜,却是伪装的爱。

06/07/2005

活宝老公就是他

   展会第一天,还好一切都正常,自己布置的展位感觉是标准展位中最上品的, 虽然下了好大的雨,人还是要比我想象中的多. 但愿之后的两天会更好一点. 最讨厌的就是小日本的英文...听也听不懂..郁闷到极点.

      昨天是和KEVIN认识一周年纪念, 那家餐厅满不错,就是贵了点,大概三分之一是抵他们的装修费的.  他个家伙非要说那是个悲惨的日子...真吃不消他...每天都说我笨,还有那个送他手机链的JILL,还有...大概一天不气我,他就会不爽...没有办法...大活宝一个...认了
      刚才还和曾经的老大一起吃饭, 给了他一个SURPRISE,嘿嘿,一年前他让我加老公MSN的时候,一定想不到现在的事情. 其实都是缘分来的.

29/06/2005

Time goes so slowly

      还记得去年夏天,差不多每天5个小时在上下班路上,每天像发了疯似的听同一首歌,GREEN DAY的Boulevard of Broken Dreams,虽然从来没有因为那些挫折而彻底放弃自己的梦想,但是这歌词真的很切合当时的心情。     
  I walk a lonely road 
  The only one I that have ever known 
  Don't know where it goes 
  But it's home to me and I walk alone
  I walk this empty street 
  On the Boulevard of Broken Dreams 
  Were the city sleeps 
  And I'm the only one and I walk alone
  My shadow's the only one that walks beside me 
  My heart's the only thing that's beating 
  Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
  'Til then I'll walk alone 
      刚开始听的时候或许会很难过,听久了反而让自己坚持...默默等待好过不负责任的放纵。事实是,所有的等待都是值得的。
      算算认识已经快一年了,在一起的日子不长却已经有点离不开他了,虽然常常惹对方生气,好在总会雨过天晴。从离开机场的那一刻开始就觉得若有所失,还有六十几个小时,却还是觉得漫长无比,或许应该慢慢习惯他这样暂时的离开,但是却不能说服自己自如地度过没有他的日日夜夜,或许我从来都不是洒脱的人。
      晚饭的时候爸爸和我说起电视新闻里那个某公司前台和某台湾人的故事,我知道他不放心,可是不放心又能怎样。我告诉他前阵子某台湾国宝级男子为了一个SH女人得忧郁症上吊的事情,爸爸也就没有再说什么。本来嘛,很多事情都是注定的,哪里来的谁对谁错。注定的事情,躲不过去,也强求不来。

28/06/2005

宠坏

     昨天在BLOG上写得得意,手机忘记从包包里拿出来,结果老公打了20通电话都没有听到.
     又犯错误了,又被扣分了,又惹宝贝老公生气了...
     去买包包的路上他都板着脸,任凭我怎么发乃都不理...最怕看到的就是他这个样子,不过没有办法,有错在先,只要全盘接受...真是笨死了拉,他已经在MSN的NICKNAME后面改成无人接听,我还反应不过来...
      尽管这样...买完他今天回家要用的大包包,他还是象以前一样带我去ESPRIT,虽然我喜欢这个牌子,但是一直都不会去买当季的衣服,贵的要死,穿在身上还会心疼...活宝老公都不在乎这些...上次去COLLECTION,把那里漂亮的几款都试遍了... 买回去的衣服差不多是现在公司员工一个月的工资... EDC的衣服不漂亮也不适合我的STYLE,家里还有件EDC细肩带的兰色小衣服到现在还没有穿过..买来也恶贵,想想就觉得郁闷...还是不穿的好...被他看到了反而又要被嘲笑没SENSE.后来还是在CASUAL里看到几件美美的衣服.MD,我自己一个去的时候就不见她们态度那么好过...后来挑了几件...橘红色和黄色的上衣.想起来就觉得好笑...小时侯为了不肯穿黄色的衣服还和老妈大哭大闹..没有想到老公挑的黄色背心穿起来也满好看的.越来越享受身边女孩子羡慕的目光...这样下去怎么得了...
      真会被他宠坏的...

27/06/2005

Till the Ayers Rock disappears

      老公好可爱...半路逃回家陪我看日剧, Ayers Rock漂亮的有点过份,好在我不用去那里呼唤爱, 因为它就在身边.
      发现自己真没用,不过真的忍不住要哭.还被人说是SB,最郁闷的是,这半个死老外还口口声声不觉得SB是很难听的字眼...
     其实真的很少会有看电影会哭的经历,看到别人哭也一定嘲笑到别人脸红才罢休.除了小时侯看"东爱".
     日本的纯粹太容易让人感动不已. 让人觉得这个世界除了爱情就是空气. 可有人偏偏会喜欢这种BT的纯粹.比如我
     他应该快到家了吧...一直边回EMAIL,等老板的QUOTATION,边看新闻, 两地的新闻完全不一样,这半个小时的内容是禁止进口美国牛肉,日本牛籍制度,黑心梅酒黑心咖啡,法国佬为爱留台湾,戴奥辛危机, 教育部在某豪华酒店"浪费",交易员把8千万打成80亿台股5分钟狂拉50点...可以当故事来听.满好玩的...

23/06/2005

PEOPLE CHANGE

      大学老友发来一张散伙饭后拍的照片,同事看了以后狂笑,说是和我现在的完全是两个人.其实毕业不过才2年而已,难道真的有那么大的变化吗? 上次回奥美,以前的同事也说我变了不少,话没有以前多了,难道我以前真的有那么喋喋不休吗? 但是也有不少人说我从小到大的都没有怎么变,真是奇怪了...不知道他们是靠什么来判断的.
      昨天晚上还是没有睡好,凌晨三点准时醒来,知道天亮了许久才又睡了一小会儿,搞的现在一点精神也没有,长此以往可怎么办哦...说是相思成疾别人会说肉麻...活宝老公痛风我就痛心...讨厌的家伙还不知道好好爱惜自己...就会说不要我管....咳...所以不说也罢.
      今天晚上回上海,明天还要去找布展公司,还有采购会的事情...一堆堆的事情...每天光回复那些EMAIL就是半天...
      午饭时间到了,可是一点也不觉得饿,可能是早饭吃多了...最近常常没精神,可能是缺乏运动,回上海后要去买泳衣了...

22/06/2005

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17/06/2005

RIGHT HERE WAITING

      嘈杂,无序,拥挤的马路,稀少的树木,林立的水泥楼房,行色匆匆的路人...这就是我从小长大的地方.从来没有喜欢或留恋,对这个城市没有好感.一直都没有.
      最近频繁的离开, 才感觉到对这座城市的眷恋,因为所有的记忆都是关于这里,太多美好的或者是无趣的关于成长的记忆,于是会有不自觉的眷恋,或是一种习惯.
      相信,所有的人,包括外星人,那种对家的依恋都是一样的,只是孰轻孰重的问题.
     有点不知所以了,LET IT BE

15/06/2005

某个有点闷热的初夏清晨

      周一到周五,每天最困难的时候总是把自己从睡梦中唤醒的一刻,好象总是很痛苦的样子,捆.
       睡觉是最好的消磨时间的方式,不用想太多,万一不幸,可能做了个惊恐的噩梦,也不过是用一个早晨的时间去消化和遗忘,好过一个晚上心神不宁.
      又是新的一天了,努力的工作,虽然不仅仅是谋生的方式,当然也谈不上是证明自己价值的方式,只知道工作的时候,通常不容易胡思乱想.
      一直以为自己过了伤春悲秋的年纪,突然发现,原来只是学会了如何去转移注意力.
      生命原本已经没有太大意义,很高兴遇见他,发现原来心情还是会波澜起伏.好过一天天的虚耗.

      有点闷热的初夏清晨,偶尔意识流一下应该无妨.

11/06/2005

Not alone

    Time is going so slowly. It still takes 2 and a half hours to arriving Shanghai. I have just been told that there are about 10 stops during this short journey. What a nightmare! Maybe that is because I haven't had such kind of trips in last several times.

    18:00, Haining, a small town that I have never known before in my lifetime. The train is becoming more and more crowded and noisy. Everything is so boring. Here comes a group of ladies in forties, having their feet on the seats, talking about trifles loudly and laughing in the same voice. I am just wondering how wonderful their life is, which makes them want to tell the whole world. I tried to play some stupid games in my laptop. But soon I found it is even more stupid way to kill time in the train. The noises coming from the railway, wheels, windows and the ladies in front of me almost killed me. And I can not sleep not only for the noisy but also the dirty surrounding. I can't help to make up my mind to choose another way to go back home next time. Maybe I should take a better train from Hangzhou station. Anyway I can not wait for one more night to Saturday.

    It is 18:30 now. It is still raining outside. This is a beautiful small city, Jiaxing. I saw the nice South Lake moment ago. I can not believe how I pass the following 2 hours or even longer. Flirting might be a good choice for a boring girl like me. And a cute baby girl is hold by her mother sitting beside me. Suddenly, I am stuck into some sort of pain in the depth of my heart. "Things change, people change." This sentence comes from a famous TV play named "Friends". Sometimes I hate my good memory. I ought to learn how to forget the past if I want to be happy. I thought I could achieve it but why that feeling still flashed in my mind. And it makes me not dare to think about the future any more.

19:00. Kevin has just called me. I know he is not in a good mood today. No one can be happy after 2 sleepless nights. No one can compare to him. If I have to describe him in one word, maybe the only one I can use is SPLENDID. It is like a magic that I meet him in my plain and ordinary life.
 
    19:30, I am closer and closer to the guy whom I have been meeting for the whole week. I can not wait.

09/06/2005

160 kms

你的笑容相隔160公里,
无休止的想念化身梦呓,
迷人的香气却可以在梦中满溢,
无声无息,融化长夜的静寂

匆忙的清晨,目光迷离,
看不清春天的远去夏季的来临,
曾经不敢追寻,亦无力期冀,
仿佛一切所谓的幸福都是遥不可及

突然发现生命中有些事情,
不可或缺,亦无需逃避.
如同无法抵抗岁月如春花般凋谢
就象无法抵抗爱如潮水般滋生

突如其来的感动在这样的季节,
时间止于白色玫瑰的上凝结的水滴,
如果这种美好只是幻境,
但愿现实永远将我离弃.

07/06/2005

Hug style

      It is a little bit stranger to listen to some house music while working. But it just can make me more efficient. 
      Kevin is so smart that he knew I am a rythem addictor. Nothing in music is more important that this element. That's the reason I like R&B, Funk, house, punk,techno...and just have no feeling for music like Jazz...

      Now...Ciara TIME
You changed the game
I like it thug style 
Hey you its me turn the music down
So you can hear my imitation 
Now what I want u to do is come through the crib right now Without hesitation 
So don’t ask me what I want
Cuz I want u to hurry up
And get over here and see me
Act just like u need me
Hurry hurry hurry
Got ten minutes 
Tick tock
Where u at
Looking at my clock its about that time Knock knock
There u is
I’ve been waiting on u for a long long time
Baby don’t stop stop
I don’t mind if u make me hot hot
Cuz imma keep your love on lock lock
Lock ooh ohh yeah

Now my parents are gone
And I cant believe its me who needed to see u 
Nobodys home we can kick it all night
I no that u don’t have a curfew
Now don’t move too fast
But don’t move too slow
Baby catch the rhythm that im giving u
Ooh I love the rhythm
I’m feelin u

Something bout u
that’s got me wantin u like I do
Baby now I cant wait for your love
I anticipate ooh
Baby just tell your friends that you wont be with them tonight
Baby its u and me so put your hands up and feel this

06/06/2005

幸福不在别处,快乐只在眼前

      春末夏初,最臃懒的午后,心情莫名其妙的糟糕,            
      肚子饿了,却没有胃口;腰酸背痛, 动都不想动...
      
      和朋友谈起最近的感情,ARTLO的第一个反应就问"是不是以结婚为前提"...回答只是..还没有想过..结果被人狠狠数落一番...我没有伤害自己的意思.有些事情却是自己没有办法控制的. 想顺其自然,又怕线放太长,风筝早晚会飞走..谁让我挑了个最漂亮的风筝...漂亮的风筝注定会飞的很高.
      未来那么遥远,幸福只在眼前
     

04/06/2005

sweet baby u

This is the third time that he comes to the place I work these days...
He is such a picky guy...still...he comes to the place that he called "NONGCUN"..
You stay a little while and touch me with your smile and charming eyes
What can I say to make you mine to reach out for you in time?


We had our first breakfast though it was not made by myself...I just hope I can finish this stupid Saturday working asap.

I forgot to buy the diet coke...I can not live without it...just like u...shall go downstairs to get some right now...


Sweetie, maybe we come from the different planets, I still believe that we can share the same feeling and emotion...


03/06/2005

Something all around

忙了半天,终于在SPACE里加进了背景音乐,留言板和带滚动条的BLOG,换了个更漂亮的THEME,好有成就感..

或许这个晚上,我所整理的并不仅仅是这个小小的网络空间,还有自己的心情和思绪...

独自在外工作并不是一件容易和简单的事情,这里几乎没有朋友,除了工作和思念,别无其他

虽然空调还是不断的发出怪声音,但是房间里弥漫着百合的香味让人感觉还是非常惬意...

昨天不敢太早入睡...因为老公出去陪韩国人喝酒...不管怎样,除了他的身体,我什么都不担心.

或许有了这种牵挂生活才能完整...

Anyway he is the most greatest guy I have ever met,

so smart and sensitive.

Suddenly, thinking of some sentences in a book named Little Prince.

"If you need me, find my star,

If you listen carefully,you can hear me laugh..."

It is true that if someone is in ur heart, he will be all around you...and never gonna leave

 

groomy morning

有人说,清晨起来的第一个表情代表了她内心的情感,那个时候没有人可以伪装...
5点25分,准时起床,一脸惊慌失措和迷惘..这个时候才知道原来自己有多脆弱...
如果可以,如果昨晚没有..
突然觉得原来blue的歌是如此悲伤,
sorry seems to be the hardest word .
what I gotta do to make you want me.
what I gotta do to be heard...
不敢继续听下去了

Have never been so low...
听快乐的歌,专心工作.still turn out to be useless...

01/06/2005

天都快塌了

我说过,我不是一个经常哭泣的女孩子..
我也说过...这辈子,只为两个男人哭过,一个是爸爸,还有一个就是你...
哪怕是你不经意的把我搂在怀里,都会让我感动的想哭....

最近眼泪太多...我不知道这算是好还是坏...
我只知道...有一个人...已经完完全全的把我打败...
现在已经没有了当初的害怕,
来不及担心太多,已经无法自拔...

你只说了两个字,不是再见,就下线了...你还在生气...
惊慌失措...却不知道如何是好...
眼泪又开始不由自主...
不敢再苦熬一夜..用折磨自己来引起你的注意...
可是今晚..我该如何让自己安心入睡...

天塌了...

如果可以灰飞湮灭...我不会逃