<?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-9212986229416199945</id><updated>2011-07-31T19:02:44.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY BIN. MY DIARY. MY PARADISE.</title><subtitle type='html'>I FELT IT. I WENTHROUGH IT. I EXPERIENCED IT.
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&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt; MY SHARINGS &lt;/b&gt;
&lt;br&gt; HAVE IT. SHARE IT. </subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrystina-mysharings.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212986229416199945/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrystina-mysharings.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Chrystina Ng   (Chryss)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0n3LKJRjids/TZMZezLwmEI/AAAAAAAAA08/fNywxik7-xw/s220/183370_10150109954207118_520417117_6319495_1845715_n%2B%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9212986229416199945.post-2395896772644436563</id><published>2011-01-19T18:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T18:47:16.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'>untitled</title><content type='html'>why?&lt;br /&gt;why ppl can be so lucky, but not me?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;why ppl can be so sweet, but not me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;why ppl can be so happy, but not me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;why ppl can be so fruitful, but not me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;why ppl can be so enjoyed, but not me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;why ppl can be so surprised, but not me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;why ppl can be so interesting &amp;amp; wonderful, but not us?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i don't&lt;br /&gt;wanna lie&lt;br /&gt;wanna keep&lt;br /&gt;wanna hurt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wanna pretend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am&lt;br /&gt;so unhappy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9212986229416199945-2395896772644436563?l=chrystina-mysharings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrystina-mysharings.blogspot.com/feeds/2395896772644436563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9212986229416199945&amp;postID=2395896772644436563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212986229416199945/posts/default/2395896772644436563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212986229416199945/posts/default/2395896772644436563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrystina-mysharings.blogspot.com/2011/01/why.html' title='untitled'/><author><name>Chrystina Ng   (Chryss)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0n3LKJRjids/TZMZezLwmEI/AAAAAAAAA08/fNywxik7-xw/s220/183370_10150109954207118_520417117_6319495_1845715_n%2B%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9212986229416199945.post-8529490485883329133</id><published>2010-05-13T16:32:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T16:58:27.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is this the time yet? huh.</title><content type='html'>Okay..&lt;br /&gt;I admit that I've started to feel bored and lifeless.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Been trying hard to not touch about that,&lt;br /&gt;To not so care about that, to hide it away...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But apa boleh buat?&lt;br /&gt;The life is still mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm the one that live and feel it.&lt;br /&gt;I'm the one that understand is it now satisfy me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm apparently the one and the only one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Go.. go for it. What are you waiting for?"&lt;br /&gt;Well, I know many of you have been telling me this since years ago.&lt;br /&gt;"Wait la.... Wait. I wish to... but.."&lt;br /&gt;This has always been my answer.. hahaa, or excuses?&lt;br /&gt;But.. What was i doing? What was i thinking?&lt;br /&gt;Entahlah... I wonder as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But somehow this calling is being stronger and stronger now&lt;br /&gt;Right inside, right deep enough.&lt;br /&gt;Bolehke, I...? Can I really.. start going for it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know you guys will support me, damnly.&lt;br /&gt;But you, will you... too?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I'm struggled.&lt;br /&gt;The life now proves me even more of what i really want...&lt;br /&gt;Indeed. and I'm inneed. :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The dream still remain unchanged and clear.&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately the path is getting blurer and further.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So by me,&lt;br /&gt;Chryss&lt;/div&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/9212986229416199945-8529490485883329133?l=chrystina-mysharings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrystina-mysharings.blogspot.com/feeds/8529490485883329133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9212986229416199945&amp;postID=8529490485883329133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212986229416199945/posts/default/8529490485883329133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212986229416199945/posts/default/8529490485883329133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrystina-mysharings.blogspot.com/2010/05/is-this-time-yet-huh.html' title='Is this the time yet? huh.'/><author><name>Chrystina Ng   (Chryss)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0n3LKJRjids/TZMZezLwmEI/AAAAAAAAA08/fNywxik7-xw/s220/183370_10150109954207118_520417117_6319495_1845715_n%2B%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9212986229416199945.post-6829591539545426587</id><published>2010-03-08T04:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T05:03:00.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5.00am..</title><content type='html'>5 am in the morning..&lt;br /&gt;why am i still awaking?&lt;br /&gt;and my eyelids never feel dropping at all..&lt;br /&gt;only anxiety and worries go round and round,&lt;br /&gt;i'm scared.. i'm so scared..&lt;br /&gt;i'm praying, and i hope God will get and save me..&lt;br /&gt;i just cant stop praying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9212986229416199945-6829591539545426587?l=chrystina-mysharings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrystina-mysharings.blogspot.com/feeds/6829591539545426587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9212986229416199945&amp;postID=6829591539545426587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212986229416199945/posts/default/6829591539545426587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212986229416199945/posts/default/6829591539545426587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrystina-mysharings.blogspot.com/2010/03/500am.html' title='5.00am..'/><author><name>Chrystina Ng   (Chryss)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0n3LKJRjids/TZMZezLwmEI/AAAAAAAAA08/fNywxik7-xw/s220/183370_10150109954207118_520417117_6319495_1845715_n%2B%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9212986229416199945.post-8552032571830485023</id><published>2009-12-17T01:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T00:17:04.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7. What Would You..huh?</title><content type='html'>1:43.. i'm still awake. hahaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do, when you fall on sleepless night again?&lt;br /&gt;What would you do, when you don't know what to do but just to idle?&lt;br /&gt;What would you do, when you don't know what is right but you feels the wrong?&lt;br /&gt;What would you do, when everything seems to get slow and is stopping to move forward?&lt;br /&gt;What would you do, when you could hardly change but to see it spoilt instead?&lt;br /&gt;What would you do, when you look at the sky and wishing so much to get up there?&lt;br /&gt;What would you do, when you've started to think of all these points?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do, if you were me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9212986229416199945-8552032571830485023?l=chrystina-mysharings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrystina-mysharings.blogspot.com/feeds/8552032571830485023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9212986229416199945&amp;postID=8552032571830485023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212986229416199945/posts/default/8552032571830485023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212986229416199945/posts/default/8552032571830485023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrystina-mysharings.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-would-youhuh.html' title='7. What Would You..huh?'/><author><name>Chrystina Ng   (Chryss)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0n3LKJRjids/TZMZezLwmEI/AAAAAAAAA08/fNywxik7-xw/s220/183370_10150109954207118_520417117_6319495_1845715_n%2B%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9212986229416199945.post-3654416467098314613</id><published>2009-11-18T15:54:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T00:16:48.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>6. Hello...there.</title><content type='html'>Wow... it's been long...&lt;br /&gt;So long since the last time i blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well all these while...I've gone through tons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something happy; Something sad;&lt;br /&gt;Something sweet; Something pain;&lt;br /&gt;Something satisfying; Something tiring.&lt;br /&gt;However... I'm glad to get'em all.&lt;br /&gt;At least, this is what a normal life sounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss this place actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A personal space that I own them all by myself;&lt;br /&gt;A runaway space other than my own room and blanket;&lt;br /&gt;A yelling space where I can shout madly with no hesitation needed;&lt;br /&gt;A chryssy space like how my title and personal message are voicing.&lt;br /&gt;At least,I am who I am,with no misgivings,apprehension nor grievance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to apologize. To my blog. To its readers.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, to myself, the so me myself...&lt;br /&gt;Where I've been gone? Where I've been through?&lt;br /&gt;I've abandoned my personal space&lt;br /&gt;Due to stupid busyness and f*king excuses...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now... I'm back.&lt;br /&gt;Welcome back, chryss.&lt;br /&gt;When...will you be here again?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know...darling.&lt;br /&gt;I don't f*king know anything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now...&lt;br /&gt;I'm sad. I'm torn.&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired. I'm broken.&lt;br /&gt;I need to squat. I need to cry.&lt;br /&gt;A dim corner to get into my hell of depression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so so so so so unhappy...completely.&lt;br /&gt;Can anyone hear me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go home...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9212986229416199945-3654416467098314613?l=chrystina-mysharings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrystina-mysharings.blogspot.com/feeds/3654416467098314613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9212986229416199945&amp;postID=3654416467098314613' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212986229416199945/posts/default/3654416467098314613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212986229416199945/posts/default/3654416467098314613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrystina-mysharings.blogspot.com/2009/11/wow.html' title='6. Hello...there.'/><author><name>Chrystina Ng   (Chryss)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0n3LKJRjids/TZMZezLwmEI/AAAAAAAAA08/fNywxik7-xw/s220/183370_10150109954207118_520417117_6319495_1845715_n%2B%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9212986229416199945.post-4803296278692887451</id><published>2008-08-28T01:13:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T01:48:26.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5. 記﹕法兰克之[心中特别的朋友]</title><content type='html'>--------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;(請點擊 翻閱原文)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;原文﹕ &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://franktofrank.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post_27.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;[ 心中特別的朋友 ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;原著﹕ 法蘭克&lt;br /&gt;出處﹕ 法蘭克的共產黨&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;--------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;克麗絲說﹕&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我想 每個人心中&lt;br /&gt;確實有這麼一個人存在著&lt;br /&gt;或許還未發現 或許缺勇氣承認&lt;br /&gt;或許或許。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這一份莫名的感情&lt;br /&gt;就這樣 漸漸地 在心裡發芽&lt;br /&gt;這一位特別的主角&lt;br /&gt;就這樣 不知覺地 佔了一定的位置&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今天的你﹐ 察覺了這一個他(她) 麼?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;也許 這兩人的確沒辦法光明正大地相愛&lt;br /&gt;也許 這一個他(她) 始終沒得知你的心意&lt;br /&gt;也許 這一份愛無法坦蕩蕩的 名正言順的&lt;br /&gt;也許也許。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;無論如何&lt;br /&gt;就試著往另一個角度看吧&lt;br /&gt;我想 只要是真誠的感情&lt;br /&gt;就必定佔有它一定的位置&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;哪怕這一份愛&lt;br /&gt;只是用了另一種方式 呈現著 存在著&lt;br /&gt;永永遠遠地 隨你所意地 為你存在著。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Chrystina.NG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9212986229416199945-4803296278692887451?l=chrystina-mysharings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chrystina-mysharings.blogspot.com/feeds/4803296278692887451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9212986229416199945&amp;postID=4803296278692887451' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212986229416199945/posts/default/4803296278692887451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212986229416199945/posts/default/4803296278692887451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrystina-mysharings.blogspot.com/2008/08/5.html' title='5. 記﹕法兰克之[心中特别的朋友]'/><author><name>Chrystina Ng   (Chryss)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0n3LKJRjids/TZMZezLwmEI/AAAAAAAAA08/fNywxik7-xw/s220/183370_10150109954207118_520417117_6319495_1845715_n%2B%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9212986229416199945.post-6712301249184203429</id><published>2008-08-12T22:59:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T01:09:58.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4. 愛。無價? 沒價?</title><content type='html'>通貨膨脹&lt;br /&gt;很多物品都隨著漲價了。&lt;br /&gt;汽油﹑石油﹑柴油﹑燃油﹑食油&lt;br /&gt;麵條﹑麵粉﹑米粉﹑米飯﹑白米&lt;br /&gt;電費﹑水費﹑車費﹑TOLL 費&lt;br /&gt;房地產﹑馬航﹑等﹐紛紛在飆升。&lt;br /&gt;若是股市﹐肯定賺得傻眼了﹗呵呵。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;要說出一樣不漲價的東西﹖&lt;br /&gt;我說﹕愛。是愛情。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[愛無價]&lt;br /&gt;曾經用來形容愛沒有可定的價值。&lt;br /&gt;多麼珍貴﹐多麼高昂高貴。&lt;br /&gt;新時代的 [愛無價]﹖&lt;br /&gt;呵呵。我笑說﹕是愛[沒]價值可言。&lt;br /&gt;股市行情多于滑落現象﹗多可悲。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一直以來&lt;br /&gt;愛情這東西對我來說&lt;br /&gt;就像鑽石一樣美好堅摯又珍貴﹐&lt;br /&gt;像愛麗絲的奇夢園一樣WONDERFUL。&lt;br /&gt;是人人應該珍惜看重的大事物﹐&lt;br /&gt;是自己渴望嚮往即期待的東西。&lt;br /&gt;不管旁人怎麼說 怎麼分享他人負面的感想﹐&lt;br /&gt;仍然極堅信自己對愛情的美好信心﹐曾經。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;然而現在&lt;br /&gt;情況卻似乎不再樂觀了。&lt;br /&gt;接觸了身邊朋友很多案例﹐&lt;br /&gt;目睹了多次愛股傾盆滑落的情景。&lt;br /&gt;落得毫無規律 落得慌妙可笑&lt;br /&gt;可笑。可悲。可憐。就是不可口。&lt;br /&gt;冷。呵呵。悲哀的冷。冷酷的冷。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;兩個月前&lt;br /&gt;可以 浩浩蕩蕩 堅信不移 地&lt;br /&gt;說有多喜歡多愛這所謂某一個人&lt;br /&gt;說有多想把這一個某追求到身邊&lt;br /&gt;說得貼心 做得感動 追得甜蜜 給得翻天覆地。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;兩個月後&lt;br /&gt;卻 可以 冷淡無情 毫不留情 地&lt;br /&gt;說感覺沒了。好感不見了。一點都不愛了。&lt;br /&gt;說什麼都結束了。到此為止了。算了罷了。&lt;br /&gt;口口聲聲 說的 做的 追的 給的&lt;br /&gt;統統頓時突然驚人地不再成立了。&lt;br /&gt;不負責任地強迫所有一切即時歸到原點。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;又幾個案例﹕&lt;br /&gt;在一起三﹑四年了&lt;br /&gt;昨天。&lt;br /&gt;還雙雙對對甜甜蜜蜜恩恩愛愛&lt;br /&gt;十指緊扣地牽著手&lt;br /&gt;明天。&lt;br /&gt;卻可以說 [噢﹖你不是我要的﹗]&lt;br /&gt;殘忍絕情地甩開手&lt;br /&gt;後天。&lt;br /&gt;就可以在街上搭著另一個某說愛&lt;br /&gt;另結新歡地勾著手&lt;br /&gt;這是可憐﹖可悲﹖可笑﹖&lt;br /&gt;我笑說﹐是可惡。呵呵﹗&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;等等。等等。等等。等等。等等。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是不是有著 [愛無價] 的標籤&lt;br /&gt;所以大家都開始放肆了﹖&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;若是這樣﹐&lt;br /&gt;我祈求實行 [為愛標價] 行動﹗&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;把你願意給的愛裝在漂亮的盒子裡﹐&lt;br /&gt;好好想想算算再為自己包裹好的愛標價﹐&lt;br /&gt;一排排地把盒子都擺在超市的架子上售賣。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;讓想談戀愛想找伴侶的顧客慢慢一一選購﹐&lt;br /&gt;決定自己要的是幾份量的愛後再購買適合的。&lt;br /&gt;若想要短暫貪爽的愛﹐就請挑選標價較低的盒子﹔&lt;br /&gt;若想要長久真心的愛﹐就放心購買標價高的盒子。&lt;br /&gt;以此類推﹐真心的就不會碰上純粹尋歡一時的傢伙啦﹗&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;愛情﹐像愛麗絲的奇夢園一樣 WONDERFUL﹖&lt;br /&gt;呵呵﹐像克麗絲的榴槤園一樣 APRILFUL 吧﹖&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;哈哈﹗傻傻的我﹐寫了這篇傻傻的部落。&lt;br /&gt;雖然說了很多 [愛沒價] 的想法﹐&lt;br /&gt;但我還是要相信 在難遇難找的架子上﹐&lt;br /&gt;一定仍能找到真正屬於自己的幸福盒子。&lt;br /&gt;雖然無法像以往那樣十足的堅持相信﹐&lt;br /&gt;但我還是要相信。再相信一下下就好。就相信一點點也好。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;若真的 [愛沒價] ﹖&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我想 我能確定&lt;br /&gt;一輩子都不把自己投資在愛情這只股上。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;呵呵。^o^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span 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title='4. 愛。無價? 沒價?'/><author><name>Chrystina Ng   (Chryss)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0n3LKJRjids/TZMZezLwmEI/AAAAAAAAA08/fNywxik7-xw/s220/183370_10150109954207118_520417117_6319495_1845715_n%2B%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9212986229416199945.post-5215576403286231137</id><published>2008-08-02T01:35:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T20:45:11.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3. 愛﹐瘋了。</title><content type='html'>因為愛﹐ 人們&lt;br /&gt;笑了。&lt;br /&gt;喜了。&lt;br /&gt;甜了。&lt;br /&gt;傷了。&lt;br /&gt;哭了。&lt;br /&gt;痛了。&lt;br /&gt;碎了。&lt;br /&gt;累了。&lt;br /&gt;還 瘋了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;為了愛﹐ 人們不知不覺地 瘋了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;當愛可以緊握在手心的時候﹐ 可以&lt;br /&gt;因為對方純粹一笑&lt;br /&gt;因為一句簡單的情話&lt;br /&gt;因為一個不經意的動作&lt;br /&gt;一個眼神 一個擁抱 一個輕吻&lt;br /&gt;甜了。喜了。笑了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;當愛一不小心摔落的時候﹐ 也可以&lt;br /&gt;因為想起對方那一笑&lt;br /&gt;因為記起那一句情話&lt;br /&gt;因為憶起那個小動作&lt;br /&gt;一首歌 一個地方 一個小事物&lt;br /&gt;哭了。 不受控制地哭了。&lt;br /&gt;還痛了﹐ 也碎了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我常說&lt;br /&gt;感情是世上最強大最抵擋不住的武器。&lt;br /&gt;不管一個人&lt;br /&gt;多麼堅強 多麼成熟 多麼實在 多麼絕情冷酷&lt;br /&gt;一旦碰上了真感情&lt;br /&gt;只要觸碰了自己內心最深處的一點&lt;br /&gt;就敗了。 敗給了感情。 敗給了愛情。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;因為心痛 因為在乎&lt;br /&gt;眼淚不停地滑落 無法收拾。&lt;br /&gt;因為不捨 因為想念&lt;br /&gt;手指不受控制地想給對方發信息。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;因為太愛了﹐卻不經意地 喪失了自己。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;沒辦法 理智。 沒辦法 瀟灑。&lt;br /&gt;開始反問自己究竟在干什麼&lt;br /&gt;開始責備自己的放不下 自己的死纏爛打&lt;br /&gt;開始懷疑自己是不是 漸漸地 漸漸地 瘋了?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;愛﹐ 真的可以讓一個人 瘋了。&lt;br /&gt;沒有辦法解釋 更沒有即食的解藥。&lt;br /&gt;逃不了﹐ 也控制不了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;也許一旦愛上了﹐ 就註定也得瘋了吧。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;哭過了。&lt;br /&gt;傷過了。&lt;br /&gt;痛過了。&lt;br /&gt;碎過了。&lt;br /&gt;累過了。&lt;br /&gt;也 瘋過了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;知道無法承受那樣的瘋﹐&lt;br /&gt;讓自己選擇了暫不再愛。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我笑了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span 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title='3. 愛﹐瘋了。'/><author><name>Chrystina Ng   (Chryss)</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0n3LKJRjids/TZMZezLwmEI/AAAAAAAAA08/fNywxik7-xw/s220/183370_10150109954207118_520417117_6319495_1845715_n%2B%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9212986229416199945.post-3981041303346358688</id><published>2007-09-13T19:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T19:10:39.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2. 爱与喜欢不划上等号，克丽丝说。</title><content type='html'>喜欢 是什么？&lt;br /&gt;而爱 又是什么？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;曾听说：&lt;br /&gt;喜欢 是淡淡的爱。&lt;br /&gt;而爱 则是深深的喜欢。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;克丽丝说：&lt;br /&gt;喜欢 只是喜欢。&lt;br /&gt;而爱 就仅是爱。&lt;br /&gt;两者并不相似，&lt;br /&gt;也没办法画上等号。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;对我来说&lt;br /&gt;喜欢 &lt;strong&gt;+&lt;/strong&gt; 喜欢 并不 &lt;strong&gt;= &lt;/strong&gt;爱&lt;br /&gt;就算再多的喜欢 加起来，&lt;br /&gt;也未必能等于爱。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;喜欢，&lt;br /&gt;可以是钟意&lt;br /&gt;喜欢一个人的外表人格&lt;br /&gt;喜欢那脾气 喜欢那体贴&lt;br /&gt;可以喜欢身上的任何一样东西。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱，&lt;br /&gt;它是一种抽象微妙的感觉。&lt;br /&gt;能让人觉得窝心甜蜜又幸福，&lt;br /&gt;也可让人伤心难过又心疼。&lt;br /&gt;当你说爱一个人的时候，&lt;br /&gt;就相似你爱了那一整个人。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;喜欢，&lt;br /&gt;一般都有办法指出某一个特点，&lt;br /&gt;一个能让你说喜欢的原因和元素。&lt;br /&gt;而爱，&lt;br /&gt;却往往让你有口难言。&lt;br /&gt;只能在心里感受到爱的存在，&lt;br /&gt;既没办法说出为什么会如此爱。&lt;br /&gt;那就是为什么我们常说&lt;br /&gt;爱一个人是无法说出理由的。&lt;br /&gt;当你发现某工程式已渐渐充满了一定的元素，&lt;br /&gt;相必那也象征着那所谓的爱并不再如此美妙纯洁吧。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;喜欢，&lt;br /&gt;既然有一定的元素促使，&lt;br /&gt;就有让你觉得不喜欢的反元素。&lt;br /&gt;一开始，你喜欢他的外表温柔体贴。&lt;br /&gt;但只要有一天，&lt;br /&gt;他变得不再温柔体贴&lt;br /&gt;外表再也不算怎么样&lt;br /&gt;这时的你 就会失去了那喜欢的点，&lt;br /&gt;当那特定的点或元素消失后，&lt;br /&gt;只需要短短的一瞬间，&lt;br /&gt;口口声声说的喜欢&lt;br /&gt;就顿时变得不再成立。&lt;br /&gt;喜欢，是需要某原因某元素来支撑的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱，&lt;br /&gt;就是如此的奇妙。&lt;br /&gt;就因为它没有一定的工程式。&lt;br /&gt;不像之前所提的喜欢公式，&lt;br /&gt;一旦失去了其中一个X元素&lt;br /&gt;就会促使整个方案不再完美成立。&lt;br /&gt;所以，&lt;br /&gt;当你真的爱上了一个人&lt;br /&gt;就无法轻易地说不再爱，&lt;br /&gt;无法将那心中已建立了的爱&lt;br /&gt;随手随意地说除掉就能除掉。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;虽然我说&lt;br /&gt;喜欢 &lt;strong&gt;+&lt;/strong&gt; 喜欢 并不 &lt;strong&gt;=&lt;/strong&gt; 爱&lt;br /&gt;然而&lt;br /&gt;喜欢 &lt;strong&gt;+&lt;/strong&gt; 喜欢 却有可能 &lt;strong&gt;--&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 爱&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;=&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;} 象征简单直接的混合物。&lt;br /&gt;{ &lt;strong&gt;--&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; }却有着需经过某化学效应，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-------&lt;/span&gt;经过种种复杂阶段与过程，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-------&lt;/span&gt;才能酝酿出来的化合物。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这表示 并不排除&lt;br /&gt;喜欢可以慢慢培养成爱。&lt;br /&gt;就好像&lt;br /&gt;因为你喜欢一个人的为人品行外表内涵&lt;br /&gt;因为他/她是一个能让你觉得很不错的人&lt;br /&gt;促使这一个元素在你心里&lt;br /&gt;慢慢地不断在起着无法被解释的化学作用&lt;br /&gt;一直在起变化一直在受更多更多的喜欢来催化。&lt;br /&gt;最后 这经过种种效应后不再单纯的喜欢，&lt;br /&gt;也许也能成功被调化酝酿成那浓浓的爱。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你可以喜欢一个人，&lt;br /&gt;但并不代表你也爱这么一个人。&lt;br /&gt;而当你爱一个人，&lt;br /&gt;并不象征着你很喜欢这一个人。&lt;br /&gt;不被喜欢的他往往也能成为你很爱得对象。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;很矛盾难解吧？没错，&lt;br /&gt;当你能轻易地解开一段公式，&lt;br /&gt;就相似能迅速变得不再喜欢的所谓喜欢。&lt;br /&gt;当你看着一大堆复杂难解的算式，&lt;br /&gt;就好比那深入在心底极难消除的爱一样。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;喜欢，是较表面透彻的混合成品。&lt;br /&gt;而爱，则是根深蒂固的化合结晶品。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;从幼苗一直增长成大树，&lt;br /&gt;当树根已掩埋在整个大地底层的时候，&lt;br /&gt;要把那整大片紧稳抓着泥土的生根一一解断，&lt;br /&gt;试问这回事又有多么简单容易轻松？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当一段感情结束了之后，&lt;br /&gt;别要求自己或对方把另一方给忘了。&lt;br /&gt;你可知道那往往是件无法实现的事？&lt;br /&gt;要强逼自己或他人去忘记，&lt;br /&gt;那就干脆当初别爱好了算。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;喜欢 爱 爱 喜欢 喜欢 喜欢 爱&lt;br /&gt;你，又觉得如何呢？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;哈哈！^o^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chrystina.NG&lt;/strong&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='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0n3LKJRjids/TZMZezLwmEI/AAAAAAAAA08/fNywxik7-xw/s220/183370_10150109954207118_520417117_6319495_1845715_n%2B%25281%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9212986229416199945.post-3200546036257742769</id><published>2007-09-12T16:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T19:32:41.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1. 再也要不回来了。。</title><content type='html'>一切都好像约好了&lt;br /&gt;竟然在同一个时候&lt;br /&gt;依依消失 不见了&lt;br /&gt;什么都不见了。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是巧合？是意外？&lt;br /&gt;是上天默默的暗示？&lt;br /&gt;还是多心 乱想&lt;br /&gt;硬要把所有连凑在一起？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;首先，&lt;br /&gt;是他离开了。&lt;br /&gt;它，没有了他&lt;br /&gt;大概也跟着渐渐不见了吧。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PizzaHut也凑起了热闹？&lt;br /&gt;更改了餐牌 替换了菜单&lt;br /&gt;没有了他们的交集点&lt;br /&gt;没有了那味道 那仅有回忆&lt;br /&gt;白白的Alfredo Spaghetti&lt;br /&gt;就这样永远消失在菜单里&lt;br /&gt;点菜时也不会再点意大利面&lt;br /&gt;现有的都不再好吃了 她说。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一颗榛子 那香脆的果仁&lt;br /&gt;加上了浓浓的巧克力&lt;br /&gt;披包在金色的华丽粗面纸里&lt;br /&gt;再用带有红色花案的薄薄透明外纸点缀。&lt;br /&gt;上面写着：Mon Cheri&lt;br /&gt;那是Ferrero 产品中最好吃的 她说。&lt;br /&gt;喜欢的东西都一定要消失吗？&lt;br /&gt;停产了。 竟然突然不再生产了。&lt;br /&gt;市场上再也找不到一颗了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当时难得看见存货几颗&lt;br /&gt;买了下来。多么难得 开心。&lt;br /&gt;好好的收在冰箱的盒子里。&lt;br /&gt;现在再也找不回了。&lt;br /&gt;就算写信给PizzaHut&lt;br /&gt;就算反应Ferrero&lt;br /&gt;傻瓜才会天真得这么笨！&lt;br /&gt;谁会那么懒得理你啊？傻婆！！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;开始喜欢上KinderBueno了。&lt;br /&gt;是因为再也吃不到MonCheri?&lt;br /&gt;同样是榛子果仁 巧克力&lt;br /&gt;味道却不如之前所喜好。&lt;br /&gt;哈哈。KinderBueno 真的也好吃啊！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最后抢购的MonCheri依然放在冰箱里&lt;br /&gt;傻傻的过了期也不知道 浪费了。&lt;br /&gt;不敢再去碰它 当然也不能再吃了。&lt;br /&gt;傻傻的 静静的 望着它们&lt;br /&gt;心里却有说不出的奇妙感觉。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;都过期了还不愿舍弃丢掉&lt;br /&gt;到底还留放在冰箱里干嘛？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Chrystina.NG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Heyhey ~</title><content type='html'>Thanks for ur visit.&lt;br /&gt;There are indeed a lot I wish to share here.&lt;br /&gt;But they are all still in &lt;strong&gt;'Coming Soon'&lt;/strong&gt; mode.. hahaa!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, give me some time to encode it out.&lt;br /&gt;Hope to see you again then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Chrystina.NG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9212986229416199945-7222143218247977435?l=chrystina-mysharings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212986229416199945/posts/default/7222143218247977435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9212986229416199945/posts/default/7222143218247977435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chrystina-mysharings.blogspot.com/2007/08/heyhey.html' title='0. 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