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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='碎筆'/><title type='text'>結束與開始</title><content type='html'>有人說，結束就是開始。&lt;p&gt;　　很想寫一篇回顧，可是窗外灰蒙蒙的天，連帶思緒也有點遲緩。&lt;p&gt;　　元旦夜，她的聲音毫無預警地從母親手機的另一端撞進我的耳蝸，於是整個晚上我都異常的混亂，畢竟一直以來我就在迴避這個人。然而新年的第一晚就讓我不安寧了。&lt;p&gt;　　總之，元旦糟透了。清晨就起來，摸黑灌下三杯檸檬水，壓不太下悄悄泛酸了的思念。從來沒有人這樣對我，如此的牽挂、疼愛著，百般遷就、呵護備至。我的母親是個極其冷漠的人，以致童年乃至青春我都沒有感受到過母愛。母親從不主動關心我，記憶中我總是纏著她發牢騷，刁蠻地讓她安慰那顆脆弱的青春心。&lt;p&gt;　　青春於我，是寂靜且蒼白的。丑小鴨走在天鵝堆裏，格格不入。是這樣的，現實殘酷地催促我適應孤單的感覺。&lt;p&gt;　　卻，突如其來闖進了這麽一個傻瓜。&lt;p&gt;　　他們都問我怎麽看待，又打算怎麽經營。說實話我沒有想過，也，不到我控制。&lt;p&gt;　　遠距離的異國戀，遙遠的不只是距離，還有兩個人的心，即便頻繁地通話與短訊，我卻還會忍不住地想，從我這裡走到你那裏的距離和你朝我走來的距離，會不會是一樣的。&lt;p&gt;　　對不起，我就是這樣一個缺乏安全感的女孩。&lt;p&gt;　　你說，從我回去的那晚起，你每一晚都夢到了我。還有，從平安夜的第一句我愛你以後，你依然每一天都會說上同樣的話。我好幾次差點忍不住問你，這樣愛到了最後你會不會是先說再見的那一個。&lt;p&gt;　　人生啊！那麽多的未知。&lt;p&gt;　　2011年，我結束了什麽又開始了什麽。句號新篇，周而復始，其實沒有結束也沒有開始。好比如，人生所有的失去都是一種獲得。我揮霍掉、失去了，趕不及在夕陽染紅以前掬到一抹鮮豔，然後...&lt;p&gt;　　沒有然後了。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281350062823043945.post-6053122675095301635</id><published>2011-12-01T02:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T20:05:34.293-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='碎筆'/><title type='text'>起風</title><content type='html'>涼風起，回憶湧。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;喜歡寒冬甚於盛暑，聖誕節更是我的菜，諷刺的是，已經好多年沒有正式過上一個由衷欣喜的節日。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;也許因爲要回去吧，近日頻頻閃過一些零星片段。細想那些年，雖然悲苦，卻也無憂無慮，悲得純粹。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;越來越感恩，讓我遇到這樣一個跟我很不同卻又很相似的人。那晚我說，可是你完全不認識我，萬一你發現，原來我不如你想象中或以爲的那樣，你的失望會成爲我的，而我不願意承擔那樣的失望。再説，你不知道我的過去。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你讓我說，我也就約略帶過了。卻竟然，你也同樣有過那麽一段“過去”。不一樣的是，你是年少輕狂，而我是蒼白青春。我詫異了。同樣在十歲離開，同樣是北美洲，同樣揮霍掉青春，同樣有無條件包容自己的父親，同樣喜歡泡咖啡店，同樣在出生地以外的兩個城市待過...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在可能有可能沒有的將來，我不知道是不是會有更多的“同樣”；我只知道，要找一個懂自己的人，不容易。畢竟，有多少個正常的人會懂一個類抑鬱的人，她的那些沒來由的傷痛？你或許也不懂，但至少，你也瘋狂過，那就夠了。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281350062823043945.post-2971495847431562145</id><published>2011-11-26T03:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T21:44:32.733-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雜思'/><title type='text'>隨記</title><content type='html'>越是狂喜越是記得，曾經那樣無法自拔地悲痛過。&lt;br /&gt;悲到了極致，竟然生出了一點羅曼蒂克。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想念那樣的時光，關上燈，點一杯蠟燭，任孤單侵蝕。 &lt;br /&gt;乃至後來，能夠安穩過生活以後，那段小文藝的日子；&lt;br /&gt;任手指在鍵盤上隨意敲打，想到哪兒算哪兒，不加以修飾就能洋洋灑灑寫上一串文字。 &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我會記得的，一如過去那些記憶。 &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;秋末，風起，是我熟悉的溫度。 &lt;br /&gt;不停站列車駛經月臺，想到盛暑那一天。 &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;八月二十二日。 &lt;br /&gt;原來我們第一次看向彼此，不是在火車上，而是在排隊下月臺的時候。 &lt;br /&gt;他與朋友聊天。而我聽到熟悉的口音，反射性地循聲往後看。 &lt;br /&gt;而他，也許是感覺到有人在盯著他看，轉頭看向我。 &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;哦，是個韓國人。 &lt;br /&gt;我心裏想，同時稍顯不屑地轉回頭。 &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;是的，是一個韓國人。 &lt;br /&gt;至今，我仍然難以相信。 &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;這一次回去，光是想到打開門説不定就會看到一堆堆的小生物在家裏滋生出來，頭就劇疼。 &lt;br /&gt;我好像，有些用過衛生巾，沒有扔掉。 &lt;br /&gt;fuck... &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;想到要盡量把東西都打包回來，一股無以名狀的唏噓充斥心頭。 &lt;br /&gt;曾經一直那麽渴望能了無心事地說聲：“別了，溫哥華”， &lt;br /&gt;不過半年的時間，我就在毫無準備的情況下離開了那座城市。 &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;遺憾地，惆悵依舊。 &lt;br /&gt;只是悲傷不再，萬幸。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281350062823043945-2971495847431562145?l=ingridism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/feeds/2971495847431562145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post_26.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/2971495847431562145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/2971495847431562145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post_26.html' title='隨記'/><author><name>Ingrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11775234080943473488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281350062823043945.post-2420675689664358841</id><published>2011-11-21T02:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T20:07:38.141-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='韓劇場'/><title type='text'>多心了嗎？</title><content type='html'>今天下午，金先生手誤發來了一條原本要回給朋友的whatsapp，我看著那些完全不認識的圈圈框框，又一次的陷入了極大的恐慌中。立刻上網查了那句話的意思。翻譯器上寫著“嗨老闆，副總裁，等待錢 - 我有五讓我naeryeogalkke”，一句意料中的不合理句子。一開始，我滿心猜想是公事，沒想到過了一陣子金先生發來消息說，那是他告訴朋友不要再用這個app發短訊給他，說whatsapp是only for me。我當下閃過的第一個念頭，竟然是覺得他在掩蓋一些事情。不是說，韓國人不用whatsapp，所以他的名單裏就只有我嗎？可能是我想太多，也可能是過去被耍的陰影作祟，我反正就是不相信那句話跟他後來給我解釋的一樣。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這是，我們認識以來我遇到的第一次語言隔閡。我不哈韓；除了高中時參加過韓國同學搞的韓語學習興趣班以外，壓根沒有碰過韓文。他，除了基本幾句日常對話，也是個對漢語一竅不通的人。我們倆一直以各自的第二語言—英語—來溝通，在過去兩個多月，幸運地，並沒有出現太大溝通不來的情況。今天，莫名其妙看到一堆陌生的文字，我才突然感覺到挫敗和距離感。我不知道，我們這樣算不算“在一起”了。如果是的話，我在想，以我這種極度缺乏安全感又容易猜疑的人，是不是根本就不適合談異國遠距戀愛？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有這種疑慮，我為自己想了一個解釋。金先生他，愛和承諾都說得太輕巧了。我分不清，那是每一個戀人都會講而且講得很順口的話，還是韓國男人追女生的方式跟我們不一樣，總之，我面對他那些甜言蜜語和對未來的承諾，逐漸沒有了一開始的暈頭暈腦，而反而萌生了隱隱的不安。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;男人，都可以那麽輕易地說愛、許諾的嗎？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;女生，畢竟是個涉世未深的小女生，我是不是一件毫無懸念的獵物呢？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281350062823043945-2420675689664358841?l=ingridism.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281350062823043945.post-3047150042181002689</id><published>2011-11-07T08:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T20:07:38.149-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='韓劇場'/><title type='text'>白色聖誕？</title><content type='html'>一個人久了，對於有人莫名其妙闖進自己的生活裏這件事，有著極大的不安；面對那些電話和短訊、堪稱無懈可擊的攻略，從一開始的無感，到逐漸累積成爲習慣性的等待，更是十分的沮喪。一整個心驚膽戰啊！就這樣傻傻的輕信於人，萬一還沒到聖誕他人就失蹤了，我豈不是虧大了？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;到底，三個小時怎麽延伸到今天的快三個月，是單純爲了要一個“yes”，還是他真的...有心？傻傻搞不清楚...算他真有心好了，那個心啊，可是個隨時都會改變的玩意兒呐！現階段說得都很好聽、甜不拉嘰的，像罐蜜，陷了進去，粘死了出不來。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;機票跟飯店都訂好了，好吧，我是全世界最傻的人，花錢還得每天擔心會不會從此就音訊全無...最近就在擔心，好像電話不如以往般勤密了，雖然一通電話打來還是很甜的，都在計劃行程，哪能不甜對不對？什麽燭光晚餐啊、牽手滑雪（據他說，聖誕前夕和正日都不要再首爾過，所以現在是前夕去滑雪、正日去江陵看海(?!)）都出來了，孬種如我當然就真的，不能自拔了...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;怎麽辦、怎麽辦？！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好吧，就算好了，就算去了，實際相處沒有太大問題了，而他真有心我也有意，可這是什麽，這是兩異：異國、異地戀啊！雖然說我英文還行他英文不賴，可那畢竟不是偺兩的母語啊！很多話想說都要在腦裏先預講一邊，有夠麻煩的，長期以往，該怎麽溝通？怎麽維持？！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281350062823043945-3047150042181002689?l=ingridism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/feeds/3047150042181002689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/3047150042181002689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/3047150042181002689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post.html' title='白色聖誕？'/><author><name>Ingrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11775234080943473488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281350062823043945.post-3785511272113805951</id><published>2011-10-28T23:12:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T20:07:38.161-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='韓劇場'/><title type='text'>所以是，一見鍾情？二見會傾心嗎？</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281350062823043945-3785511272113805951?l=ingridism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/feeds/3785511272113805951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281350062823043945.post-8555352828547301629</id><published>2011-10-08T02:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T22:05:59.146-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='城記'/><title type='text'>北京前後隨記</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;北京回來一連串的飯局喔，昨晚跟堂姐們喝酒聊天，喝得臉通紅，吃了一晚上的二手煙，回來又沒能好好保養，呵呵，這種典型的都市生活還是不適合我。雖然是這樣，但是跟姐姐們聊天收穫豐富啊，感謝她們不嫌棄我呐！我可是個連大老二都不會玩的小朋友曖~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;北京行圓滿，但北京行的本身不好玩，還差點在地鐵被勒死嘞我的媽，素質、素質啊！還好訂的飯店出乎我意料的好住，而且它就在一個韓國人集居的地方，超好的，我都偷偷跟自己講說機票買得划算！密集式的保養讓我在4號那天看起來無懈可擊的啦！感謝保養品跟彩妝嘍~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;自從上次去臺北因爲誤點拿了一張補償券吃到了Grappa's，這次去北京誤點也去吃了個很長的早餐。健康早餐72塊有點給他貴，但是有一張40元的卷我就覺得還不錯。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VXi95QkC-fE/TpARVAe5MTI/AAAAAAAABmw/cwGmlYkmmCA/s1600/022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" kca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VXi95QkC-fE/TpARVAe5MTI/AAAAAAAABmw/cwGmlYkmmCA/s320/022.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;到了北京直奔飯店，剛要拐進去的時候被我看到有一家美甲店，當天下午就去喝咖啡順便美甲，超漂亮的！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b_y4hDkst-8/TpARvjFLoTI/AAAAAAAABm0/OhCkg2EZoQ0/s1600/044.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" kca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b_y4hDkst-8/TpARvjFLoTI/AAAAAAAABm0/OhCkg2EZoQ0/s320/044.JPG" width="320" 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none;"&gt;那家咖啡店讓我整個為之一亮呢，尤其在金先生的“加持”之下，更加覺得不可思議。滿店的韓國帥哥美女、拖著孩子的阿珠媽和抽著煙的大叔們，整個有去了首爾的fu醬紫！而且消費也不貴喔，娘點了個水果冰之類的大碗公，加上我的柚子茶，才70多！這樣的裝潢，還有免費wifi，真是要大推大家，如果去北京玩一定要訂這一家啦~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XMBHZ1NXT9c/TpASLxBmmbI/AAAAAAAABm4/gVcCNUPAEA4/s1600/041.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XMBHZ1NXT9c/TpASLxBmmbI/AAAAAAAABm4/gVcCNUPAEA4/s320/041.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JmEQrxuADyI/TpATgKeBsxI/AAAAAAAABnA/fYeKAuQYLkU/s1600/040.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" 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title='北京前後隨記'/><author><name>Ingrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11775234080943473488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VXi95QkC-fE/TpARVAe5MTI/AAAAAAAABmw/cwGmlYkmmCA/s72-c/022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281350062823043945.post-6113625154570676107</id><published>2011-10-01T18:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T21:44:32.738-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雜思'/><title type='text'>哎～</title><content type='html'>滿地滿床的衣物，明天八點飛北京，我還沒打包吶，待會兒應該還要去一趟H&amp;amp;M，要買冬天衣服呢！老爸說上海不冷，朋友說北京冷，金先生說首爾粉冷，按說我這個溫哥華小朋友是要帶甚麼穿去？ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;昨天做臉，美容師給我做了個大花貓，目前很(x1000)擔心4號前會不會好。囧，誰叫我革這麼近才去做臉？ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;北京回來要密集式上課，讀法律，很恐怖！希望我的運氣還在不要離我而去！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281350062823043945-6113625154570676107?l=ingridism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/feeds/6113625154570676107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/6113625154570676107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/6113625154570676107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post.html' title='哎～'/><author><name>Ingrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11775234080943473488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281350062823043945.post-929142597745229097</id><published>2011-09-30T05:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T21:44:32.747-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雜思'/><title type='text'>隨想</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;刻意去找的東西，往往是找不到的，天下萬物的來和去都有它的時間和地點。是你的，就是你的，不是你的，就不是你的。—— 三毛&lt;/blockquote&gt;雖然只要還在路上，一切都不會是定局，但目前的我對這句話深信不疑。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3號早機飛北京，去追星，順道旅遊。我長這麽大都沒去過北京，金先生說那裏很乾燥，這個我也知道，唉，可要以最佳狀態出席活動啊，在考慮要不要提早買個面霜以防萬一。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;金先生是個很奇怪的人。要說，他好像也長得還過得去啊（嗯，就是很原汁原味的韓國臉和身材），應該不會交不到女朋友才對，韓國滿街滿巷都是白泡泡、幼咪咪的美女啊！重點是，感覺他滿有錢的耶，怎麽會對我這麽“神心”嘞？我從廣州回來那一晚一直疑惑到今天，快六週了耶，還在每天發短信打電話給我，爲什麽、爲什麽？搞得我每天都在等電話，又在擔心，阿他會不會被悶到，從此就不再打電話給我，然後我就會若然若失，啊！所以說...嗯，每天都在擔心中啊...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;哎喲，皮膚好像有變比較好喔...希望她一直乖乖的直到4號，千萬不要出狀況，拜托拜托！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我在想，我是真的要在這邊建一個社交圈子嘍，不然每天的節目就是在等金先生電話，也不是辦法呐~ 北京回來，10號去上課，應該就會有新生活，希望如是啦。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281350062823043945-929142597745229097?l=ingridism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/feeds/929142597745229097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post_30.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/929142597745229097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/929142597745229097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post_30.html' title='隨想'/><author><name>Ingrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11775234080943473488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281350062823043945.post-5418472234554867228</id><published>2011-09-26T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T23:26:35.203-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='韓劇場'/><title type='text'>金先生</title><content type='html'>就是一件很難以說服別人的事情。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;火車奇遇記嗎？好像也不完全是。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;當金先生走來用英語詢問我旁邊的座位有沒有人時，我是真的出於好心，說可以跟他們換位子，這樣一來他跟他朋友可以坐在一起，我也不必跟陌生男子坐，反正我不認為我坐倒座會暈車。但可能男生坐車沒有坐一起的習慣吧，他說沒有關係，坐這裡就好，於是我也不扭捏的就把放在座位上的背包雜物收一收挪到地上。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;忘了一開始是誰先開始聊天的，當時只是想說為什麽這個英語講得蠻流利的韓國人，會在廣州坐火車去香港，同行還有一個長得不錯看的巴西帥哥。我記得我有問他是不是韓國人，為什麽會到廣州來又怎麽會坐火車去香港。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;結果沒想到話匣子一打開，金先生竟然欲罷不能。對話是我開始的沒有錯，但我卻完完全全不是一個聊天的料子，即便已經沒禮貌地出動到翻雜誌跟玩手機這一招，明擺著“好嘍，現在我們可以各自活動嘍”的意思，他依然興致盎然地一句句接著聊，我也只能有點不大情願的有一搭沒一搭地答應著。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;對話的内容我已經忘了個大概了，只記得我們有聊到彼此怎麽會說流利英語這件事，還有我竟然毫不避忌的就告訴對方自己的芳齡。過了深圳關口，我有略盡半個地主之誼給他報站。車程中我說我想上洗手間，他竟然主動到前列車廂幫我問。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;事情發展到這邊，一切正常，也就是一位萍水相遇的朋友，所以當他問我要手機號碼的時候，我毫不猶豫地就給了，想說只是一個彼此禮貌性地結束聊天的舉動。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;卻萬萬沒有想到，一部切身的韓劇場就這樣悄悄的上演了，成爲下半年度最大意外。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;平白冒出一個人啊，說的那些話、做的那些事啊，讓我受寵若驚。從來沒有被這樣對過，說不喜是騙人的，我卻也心怯也心憂。是真的怕了，我很怕相處久了，對方會逐漸對自己失望。而他的失望會成爲我的失望。我真希望目前我能勒住自己，不要在一開始就自以爲是。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281350062823043945-5418472234554867228?l=ingridism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/feeds/5418472234554867228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post_26.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/5418472234554867228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/5418472234554867228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post_26.html' title='金先生'/><author><name>Ingrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11775234080943473488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281350062823043945.post-1392865444075357805</id><published>2011-09-23T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T21:44:32.724-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雜思'/><title type='text'>無聊</title><content type='html'>一個人，我不怕無聊；我怕的是，讓別人知道我一個人的無聊生活。&lt;br /&gt;我想，我大概一輩子都不會怕一個人生活，反而害怕當別人多認識我一點，與我相處久了，然後發現，我是一個那麽無聊的人。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所以，我還是卻步好了。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281350062823043945-1392865444075357805?l=ingridism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/feeds/1392865444075357805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post_23.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/1392865444075357805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/1392865444075357805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post_23.html' title='無聊'/><author><name>Ingrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11775234080943473488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281350062823043945.post-2237730325198231585</id><published>2011-09-21T03:29:00.009-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T21:47:02.694-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雜思'/><title type='text'>又來碎碎念</title><content type='html'>又是一篇摻和微博隨寫的雜記，有些心底話不便寫在微博的，也會寫到這邊來。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;要恢復寫日記的習慣啊！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;不然在這紛亂的世界，太容易迷失自我，久之，會是另一種墜落。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;隨記寫到這個歲數已經是寫給自己，做個記錄，也是自我提醒，有時候覺得煩燥感很是熟悉，可以翻回去參考自己過去面對同一種煩躁感時，是如何自愈或自毀。總之會是有用的記錄。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;九月二十一日。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一年前的今天，剛從紐約趕回來，這個點，是還在工作中。其實，要說，還蠻想念工作的地方的。至於後續的問題，大可省略，從來就沒有正常過，是藉口，卻也，悲催地，是個事實。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一年後的今天，大概搞清楚香港各條綫路，不會坐錯綫了。然而&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;未來的去向仍然不明&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;，每天處於難熬的等待之中，&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;成敗其實取決於個人的過去，而我能有的選擇少之又少，平添抉擇時的煩惱。&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在香港，每天都會看到很多人。這個城市很大，人很多，然而我的心卻依舊寂寞。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;因爲寂寞，會不期然常常想到金先生，只是我知道那是不對的。&lt;s&gt;好吧那真的不是一見鍾情，那只是…只是給人家“攝時間”的好嗎？&lt;/s&gt; 我這個白痴是又在期待什麽？從來沒有從悲痛中汲取教訓嗎？ “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;一旦有了下意識的等待，那就是墮落的開端，因為等待最終只會成為注定的失望&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;”！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;社長說過，唯有內求才能真正大自在。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不過他說他的，我有我外求；已經放棄讓自己的人生觀和他看齊了，目前而言不可騙人地仍在外求階段。我追求一切膚淺的東西，從以前的衣著、化妝到現在，我在保養品的汪洋中浮沉…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;華麗一點的説法是：人生有不同階段，不要強求，好好享受每個當下，就好&lt;/s&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;的確，一切都很新奇，有點甜有點酸又有點苦，而我必須拼命相信，才能活得下去…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;外求之路不免崎嶇，目前嚴重火辣辣棘手的，正是皮膚的不給力。&lt;br /&gt;真的讓人&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;整個很火爆&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;耶！&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;皮膚的劣根性讓我很無力，垂頭喪氣啊&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人在無助的時候往往會有各種不合理的舉動，爲了我不爭氣的皮膚，我四出購買吃的、喝的、擦的、抹的、敷的、 中藥、西藥、維他命、清體素、&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;甚至益生菌都來了&lt;/span&gt;。&lt;br /&gt;好瘋狂，我知道，但我真的很懷念才幾個星期前的透白和嫩滑啊！&lt;br /&gt;也不知道是哪邊出問題，讓我皮膚變這樣！火整個燒很大啊！&lt;br /&gt;月姐又還不來找我，讓我搞不清花簇&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;到底是單純的荷爾蒙作祟，還是換季性過敏，還是說自作孽，用了不當的保養品&lt;/span&gt;。這樣&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;找不到根源讓人無從對症下藥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;啊！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我每天無時無刻都在心底大聲呐喊：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;我的透白亮啊！拜托你回來吧！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;姐姐想你啊！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在這邊我想說，&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;再黑暗也有光明的一面&lt;/span&gt;，是對的，至少我發現了我的皮膚是受不了香精和酒精的！&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;--〉也不知道是誰在皮膚過敏的情況下還在用用有酒精和香精的產品？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;其實也不全然是雪肌精的錯，至少在用他之前我的臉就莫名很紅，&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;在想是不是杏仁酸的問題&lt;/span&gt;，而我看到紅紅黃黃的很不順眼，一心的像白回去，用了雪肌精很滅火還不死心，於是有了這個結論&lt;br /&gt;--〉&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;理膚寳水三合一高效煥膚系列一整個很滅火！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;香精和酒精變性質都有的產品，怎麽還能生成低敏感嘞？ &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;無論如何，現在也都不是追究責任的時候了，目前要做的是急救、急救阿！&lt;br /&gt;掐指一算，我現在真的中、西、内、外齊修，好忙-_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;不過，只剩十二天，是以為會有奇跡降臨嗎？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;嗯，回到黑暗與光明面的觀點，把它套用在金先生的問題上，也是可以的。&lt;br /&gt;不是說一直缺少這樣的機緣嗎？&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;雖然長得不怎麽樣，但以後多少還是會遇到同樣的問題，所以說，把它當作一個學習的機會就好，不必太認真&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;急了、亂了，心不定，一切都是懸的，不踏實；&lt;br /&gt;沈住，穩住，不空談，把握時間挽救，做自己。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;九月十七日，默默紀念&lt;/span&gt;。&lt;br /&gt;一年了，獨自著，仍然。&lt;br /&gt;許多年前那些九月中，正是photo day，和他們排隊等拍學生照的畫面原來還歷歷在目。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;回頭看那些年的我，多淒涼孤獨&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有時候也會提醒自己，他們都對我那麼好，用行動來支持我、鼓勵我，好感恩之餘，我更該明白，&lt;s&gt;人好比臉好身材好來得重要&lt;/s&gt;，自我安慰也罷，至少他們都一致口徑不認同“她”比我好。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;決定沒有對錯只有好壞，截至目前，我想，回來，是個好決定&lt;/s&gt;！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;——〉目前因爲一切仍然很懸，所以無法確定到底是個什麽樣的決定。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果啊，最近一直在擔心的事情也落定了，&lt;s&gt;我會覺得，龍山寺有靈喔&lt;/s&gt;。&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;——〉是說我有偷偷在那邊跟月老神君溝通粉久&lt;/span&gt;。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;姨媽說，既然我們那麼有緣，去哪裡拜拜又買了招福符，就要安心才對…&lt;br /&gt;對的，賣符的人說要虔心訴求然後在香爐繞三圈，結果不知是我太心急還是怎樣，按道理我的普通話不至於有聽沒懂，我竟然傻傻的拿著符，心裡念念有詞的自個兒饒了三圈，人家是說拿符在香爐上熏三圈用以開符啦！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;嗯，編修到這裡，是吃飯點，我要趕緊去把益生菌吃一吃-_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就這樣吧，太有頭有尾就不是隨寫了（其實是我懶）。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281350062823043945-2237730325198231585?l=ingridism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/feeds/2237730325198231585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/2237730325198231585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/2237730325198231585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post.html' title='又來碎碎念'/><author><name>Ingrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11775234080943473488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281350062823043945.post-2177265390515058133</id><published>2011-08-07T21:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T22:10:26.697-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雜思'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>真的，如果不去想她，不想過去，目前是我這輩子過得最開心自在的。我很感謝她們。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281350062823043945-2177265390515058133?l=ingridism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/feeds/2177265390515058133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>許久不上來了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;先前人在上海，不懂翻牆自然上不來。再說，打那誰誰開了微博，咱誰誰玩得興起，聊天和隨筆兩用，方便又隨性，久而久之，便把這裡丟空了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人（寫時）在星巴克，萬年不變的自己與自己幽會的地方。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;心呢，在那遙遠、不著邊際的一個懸空點。不打算詳述之了，懂的人自然懂，對於不懂的人，也就沒有與其解釋的必要。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;身體和心，總是湊不到一塊兒，這些年來一直是這樣。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;仍然不習慣。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;聽說，有些東西是永遠不能被習慣的，如背叛；如孤立。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如抽離。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一晃數年。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如今，一切都好，卻又，一切都不好。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那個招人嫉恨的人不曾離去，依舊那樣張揚地蹦跳著，如此囂張，仿佛生來就為折磨我。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;舊愁新悲。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;而我仍然那樣狼狽地逃避著，不聞不問不理不睬，不願見亦無意面對。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;也許吧，沿著這條路一直走，也許就會看到讓人欣慰的事物。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;沒有人知道。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;回來之初斷斷沒有想到這一回會待到今日。都做了些什麽？都要做些什麽？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這些問題不時浮現，然後不了了之。懶得想；想，總會多想，如此便會卻步。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;而我，蹉跎不起了。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281350062823043945.post-7665361442908070104</id><published>2011-05-01T16:58:00.011-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T22:05:59.098-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='城記'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='隨拍'/><title type='text'>伊春五月</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V-ZicwjLg2c/Tb4HRhKGLsI/AAAAAAAABk8/ByeY4QuZ0IE/s1600/photo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 305px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V-ZicwjLg2c/Tb4HRhKGLsI/AAAAAAAABk8/ByeY4QuZ0IE/s400/photo.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601922984035364546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;周而復始，年復一年，似仍未走出渾沌。&lt;br /&gt;心中千千結成了一道無形枷鎖，讓我始終裹足不前。&lt;br /&gt;中心搖搖、如醉、如噎，知我者謂我心憂，不知我者謂我何求。&lt;br /&gt;悠悠蒼天，此何人哉！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-keEJ5qOPO2Y/Tb4EbKP8K2I/AAAAAAAABkU/XDVd76BXKBM/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-keEJ5qOPO2Y/Tb4EbKP8K2I/AAAAAAAABkU/XDVd76BXKBM/s400/003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601919851149667170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;以至&lt;br /&gt;我常希望自己是真的有病。&lt;br /&gt;這樣就不怕讓人知道我才剛學著生活，甚麼都怕甚麼都不會的死矬樣。&lt;br /&gt;可是沒有，幾次結果都是陰性。&lt;br /&gt;我很正常，或許有點腦殘，心智發展遲緩，但就是沒有我“需要”的病。&lt;br /&gt;我也就，沒有理由冠冕堂皇的解釋，那些失去的，揮霍掉的，&lt;br /&gt;我的落後，我的不及…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如流水的人生，經得起我這般的折騰？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zCW2qM0ofgM/Tb4Kp41lDfI/AAAAAAAABlE/44lpdztpB3s/s1600/photo%25282%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 304px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zCW2qM0ofgM/Tb4Kp41lDfI/AAAAAAAABlE/44lpdztpB3s/s400/photo%25282%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601926701243502066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;然後&lt;br /&gt;某年某月，在我於兩個自我之間求同存異之際，我想起了那個人。&lt;br /&gt;那個，如浮木，勝稻草，如清泉，似陳酒的男子。&lt;br /&gt;我跟自己說，既然他毫無預警的闖勁了自己的人生，又那樣無聲無息的扎了根。&lt;br /&gt;你不能，絕不能讓他的存在變得無意義。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這樣一個與己無關的人，與之有了交集，必定是冥冥中有所因的果。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gql1S87c9Yo/Tb4MCijrkpI/AAAAAAAABlk/BQgqlSqTbsk/s1600/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 305px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gql1S87c9Yo/Tb4MCijrkpI/AAAAAAAABlk/BQgqlSqTbsk/s400/012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601928224271209106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;於是&lt;br /&gt;我有了些小覺悟：&lt;br /&gt;一切衆生皆有佛性，每個人心裏都有一個觀音。&lt;br /&gt;遺憾的是，我們被欲望束縛，心念向外之追逐、執取，繼而沉淪，&lt;br /&gt;唯有透過修行，學會“觀自在”，才得以有般若，得以大自在。&lt;br /&gt;所以，修行亦即修心，是心作佛，從心想生，凡事因心念起，亦由心念了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人啊！抛不開的欲望，放不下的執念...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-13wuPpruazc/Tb4KqGMgTCI/AAAAAAAABlM/ZgSXxKXoDWg/s1600/photo%25283%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-13wuPpruazc/Tb4KqGMgTCI/AAAAAAAABlM/ZgSXxKXoDWg/s400/photo%25283%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601926704829320226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有時&lt;br /&gt;我在現實生活裡感到脆弱無力，對自己有各種質疑卻又無從得到答案時，&lt;br /&gt;會翻看南瓜那篇博文，然後會想，其實人啊，能感動別人已經是種成就了，&lt;br /&gt;莫須把成功的定義定得太高太死，也“不要被自己莫名其妙的恐懼感給打敗”，&lt;br /&gt;更何況我還年輕，雖然比起同齡人我被歸類在失敗的一群，但路一天在我就得繼續走。&lt;br /&gt;縱然我走在岔路上。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;岔路上，看過他們沒看過的風景，有他們沒有的回憶，為此孤芳有時彷徨有時。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MPo0kmCNhNY/Tb4Kqep1g4I/AAAAAAAABlU/b_UzAUOCAYA/s1600/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MPo0kmCNhNY/Tb4Kqep1g4I/AAAAAAAABlU/b_UzAUOCAYA/s400/014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601926711394796418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那天&lt;br /&gt;我一朋友說：春花秋月是年少時的夢，成長的代價便是成長，比什麼都寶貴。&lt;br /&gt;回頭細想，的確我身邊有許多心存善念的人，愛與信仰使他們始終在路上刻苦地走著，&lt;br /&gt;最終扛著萬千不能言之苦，成為成就別人的人。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-30uoYScI9d0/Tb4Ea5lV0GI/AAAAAAAABkM/mAORM7Hr6oc/s1600/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-30uoYScI9d0/Tb4Ea5lV0GI/AAAAAAAABkM/mAORM7Hr6oc/s400/013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601919846676025442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;又那天&lt;br /&gt;突如其來一道不新不舊、似真似假的傳言，説不上來什麽樣感覺。&lt;br /&gt;活在這世上，就必須學會不去猜測別人的心思，也不要去理自己管不着的事情。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“通過愛別人，來愛自己。” ——我是這樣嗎？&lt;br /&gt;這幾天我一直在反復思考這個問題。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;然後&lt;br /&gt;我就突然醒覺了。這一次不想為別人而活。&lt;br /&gt;我想，我是真的醒了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Rg9j4p9o5BQ/Tb4KqsK-9RI/AAAAAAAABlc/EeKHIdqvtaQ/s1600/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Rg9j4p9o5BQ/Tb4KqsK-9RI/AAAAAAAABlc/EeKHIdqvtaQ/s400/012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601926715023488274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;每天都在學習，學著放下，學著拾起。&lt;br /&gt;放下了你，我之後要拾起什麽，才能再有一個完整的自己？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我們總是為自己的行爲找藉口，面對批評不反思反而辯白。&lt;br /&gt;差別在於有的人習慣將問題歸咎於他人或環境，有的則把問題歸咎於自己固有的特質上；&lt;br /&gt;前者可恥，應當被人盡情鄙視；後者雖不可恥，卻也不可取。&lt;br /&gt;都說以人爲鏡而知得失，&lt;br /&gt;如今一個母親“前者”的行爲讓我反省了自己作為“後者”的不可取...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這些失去的、錯過的，不盡然都是一種錯誤。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k1uZmzt19Eg/Tb4EarUpfcI/AAAAAAAABkE/XfdEDYffGUM/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k1uZmzt19Eg/Tb4EarUpfcI/AAAAAAAABkE/XfdEDYffGUM/s400/007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601919842847915458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所以&lt;br /&gt;我不能說我討厭這座城市，畢竟人生到目前爲止有一半我都耗在了這裡。&lt;br /&gt;作爲五度蟬聯全球最佳居住城市，她有無盡綠意，有各色人種；她講究文明，崇尚自由。&lt;br /&gt;只是從我意識到，我根本不屬於這座城市的那天起，&lt;br /&gt;我就一直期待著哪天能于心無愧的說句：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;別了，溫哥華...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-libTU5zM0TM/Tb4F8itzE9I/AAAAAAAABkk/XDyeHNZ_8Zg/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-libTU5zM0TM/Tb4F8itzE9I/AAAAAAAABkk/XDyeHNZ_8Zg/s400/010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601921524164662226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;從小&lt;br /&gt;十里洋場就是我的一個憧憬，顯然是看太多小說的結果。&lt;br /&gt;我就說我骨子裏有太多強說愁的因子。&lt;br /&gt;後來母親的例子讓我看清了，過路與扎根，是兩個不同的概念。&lt;br /&gt;回頭想了想，我不得不承認我一直以過客的身份流蕩在三城之間，&lt;br /&gt;如此最終落得個上無所蒂，下無所根...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0F6EbG9QDQk/Tb4EaVTx0sI/AAAAAAAABj8/Dh7zNw-B9UE/s1600/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0F6EbG9QDQk/Tb4EaVTx0sI/AAAAAAAABj8/Dh7zNw-B9UE/s400/017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601919836938687170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;無所依又有所依。換個角度想，三座城市，三份情感，卻也是三個天空，我是應該要感恩的...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281350062823043945-7665361442908070104?l=ingridism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/feeds/7665361442908070104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281350062823043945.post-384788063061679911</id><published>2011-04-27T23:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T21:47:02.727-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雜思'/><title type='text'>唔</title><content type='html'>想哭又想笑&lt;br /&gt;那個&lt;br /&gt;哎喲&lt;br /&gt;事情大條了。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281350062823043945-384788063061679911?l=ingridism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/feeds/384788063061679911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog-post_27.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/384788063061679911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/384788063061679911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog-post_27.html' title='唔'/><author><name>Ingrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11775234080943473488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281350062823043945.post-4581659268556485455</id><published>2011-04-25T22:37:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T21:47:02.733-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雜思'/><title type='text'>很傻很天真</title><content type='html'>一次又一次，我在期待什麽呢？&lt;br /&gt;忘了那一天那麽些眼神嗎？&lt;br /&gt;不知道他，歷練比一般人豐富，何況之于我？&lt;br /&gt;所以，何苦還要讓自己丟臉呢？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只是如果&lt;br /&gt;換個角度想，也許...所以...&lt;br /&gt;嗯，也許哦~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281350062823043945-4581659268556485455?l=ingridism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/feeds/4581659268556485455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog-post_25.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/4581659268556485455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/4581659268556485455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog-post_25.html' title='很傻很天真'/><author><name>Ingrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11775234080943473488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281350062823043945.post-2800575928864474810</id><published>2011-04-16T03:05:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T21:47:02.712-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雜思'/><title type='text'>總是</title><content type='html'>總是，那樣的角度，傳說中四十五度角仰望。&lt;br /&gt;那個距離，遠比我以為的，要寬。&lt;br /&gt;愛是神馬？&lt;br /&gt;戲子無情。&lt;br /&gt;愛是浮雲。&lt;br /&gt;那樣的生活，&lt;br /&gt;那樣的思維。&lt;br /&gt;夠不着。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281350062823043945-2800575928864474810?l=ingridism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281350062823043945.post-7770254718319633983</id><published>2011-04-15T20:36:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T21:47:02.761-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雜思'/><title type='text'>成就，被成就</title><content type='html'>成就與被成就，我一直想成爲前者，成就我的雙親。但是，我無用，只能被成就。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;自從有了微博，少了在這裡即興隨記，只有那些不能與人道的情感，才會寫到這裡來。以前是他，現在雙親知道我的微博了，那些對父母的感覺，虧欠好，感激也好，也只好寫到這裡。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我的父親，自從我出事以來，他的底綫已經退到近乎沒有，他的溫柔很強大，是愛，是彌補。我的母親，一直想要扮好母兼父職的角色，因而那些年裏，在我需要感性的時候，她給了我她自以為的理性。其實我也是，才剛發現，原來這些年，我一直是孤單的。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就像糖與代糖。有愛，我卻感覺不到。我也不曾有過什麽懵懂的愛情，我天生過剩的情感，只有我知道，去了哪裏。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;剛與父親通完電話。我拿起電話劈頭就聽到他說：“知我者謂我心憂，不知我者謂我何求。悠悠蒼天，此何人哉！我是知你的人嗎？我是知你者，還是不知你者？”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我的心一下子微熱了起來，就好像面對一個男人對女人的問話，有點那種曖昧勁兒的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那時我知道，父親是真的被我的文字所震撼到了。前陣子不止一次的讚嘆不是隨口說，也不是為了安慰我自卑的心。他是真的沒想到他女兒，能寫出那樣的文字。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只是，是因爲孤單嗎？還是我變得很好相處了？我覺得父親變得...他變得很話癆耶。前者更甚吧。孤獨了十年重新有了陪伴，然後又變成一個人，那種落差，沒有人比我有更深的體會。就像外公的事情，上次通電話時他就講過了，這次又重新講一遍。我拿著手機，一時不知道做啥好，拿起拔毛鉗，走到廁所修起眉來。他講著，我適時“嗯”、“哦”著，心裏虛著，就怕他什麽時候把話題轉到我身上來。講著講著，他講到了遺囑的問題上，戶頭被凍結很麻煩之類的，我竟然就這樣拔著毛聽他說起這事兒來著。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他還說，花園裏的紫玉蘭和楓葉開得很燦爛，好像一夜之間春天的氣息就上來了，彌漫整個上海。他說，捧著一杯咖啡坐在搖椅上，很寫意，原先因公事而有的煩躁一掃而空。 他說他說，似有說不完的話，似不想挂掉電話。我蹲在沙發後，死忍著尿意。我不是太懂，上次通電話時，我明明覺得他在嘲笑我任性地丟掉工作，卻又無所事事？怎麽這一次我卻覺得，他是渴望我回上海？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;大概，他自己也很矛盾吧。既惱怒女兒的長不大，卻又渴望與妻女團聚。一個拆散了的家，不止不會孕育出正常的孩子，是每一個家人的價值觀都會被扭曲的。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281350062823043945-7770254718319633983?l=ingridism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/feeds/7770254718319633983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog-post_15.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/7770254718319633983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/7770254718319633983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog-post_15.html' title='成就，被成就'/><author><name>Ingrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11775234080943473488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281350062823043945.post-4691797629390289707</id><published>2011-04-14T19:13:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T01:07:39.099-07:00</updated><title type='text'>我的媽，心聲、心聲啊！</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://www.tudou.com/v/iNPltYtbgd8/v.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="opaque" width="480" height="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;尼玛一群人天天都在吼神马折翼的天使！！！！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;尼玛学法语的说神马折翼的天使！！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;尼玛学德语的说神马折翼的天使！！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;尼玛中国人说中国话还特么是神马折翼的天使！！！！！！！！！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;尼玛看玄幻小说的都特妹的是神马折翼的天使！！！！！！！！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;尼玛天使都快成乌鸦堵塞天空了！！！！！！！！！！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;有那么多天使么！！！！！！！！！！！！！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;学语言是自己要学的还在那边吼神马天使！！！！！！！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;好好学习天天向上不懂么！！！！！！！！！！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;你特么还真以为生活就是小说么！！！！！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;看小说自娱自乐特么还叫毛天使！！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;如果叫你写小说那该肿么办！！！！！！！！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;没错！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;就是讲写小说的！！！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;尤其是写晋江小说的！！！！！！！！！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;看小说苦逼毛啊！！！！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;尼玛看五万字一小时搞定！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;写小说写五万字最快要花你十倍的时间有木有！！！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;有木有！！！！！！！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;尼玛写小说的为了一句话的用词憋了半天！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;为了一段话的描写查了一天资料！！！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;尼玛看小说的根本就不去看那些细节！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;直接看人物对话！！！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;直接整段整段跳过！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;有木有！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;有木有！！！！！！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;尼玛看小说都说是苦逼中的战斗机！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;那写小说的都要成为轰炸机了！！！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;尼玛就知道在那边吼不日更！！！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;老子写一章要酝酿几天！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;对着word发呆几小时！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;吃饭洗澡刷牙上课睡觉都在想情节！！！！！！！！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;头发掉的一搓一搓的！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;黑眼圈多的一层一层的！！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;腰围涨了一圈一圈的！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;结果更新完尼玛三分钟就看完！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;三分钟有木有！！！！！！！！！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;看了还不留言！！！！！！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;霸王特么的超有快感是不是！！！！！！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;老子在那边扯着嗓子求留言，尼玛就留了几个字：呵呵，撒花，加油。&lt;br /&gt;操！！！！！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;呵你妹呵啊！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;撒你妹花啊！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;加你妹油啊！！！！！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;老子就差没写出心肌梗塞了！！！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;你们一句撒花就完了！！！！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;尼玛不会多说两句啊！！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;内容精不精彩啊！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;人物萌不萌啊！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;就知道撒花撒花！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;你以为拍戏啊！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;你以为你是于妈拍宫走到哪里都会有花瓣莫名其妙的冒出来啊！！！！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;什么！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;居然还敢抱怨老子没有日更！！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;日尼玛更啊！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;老子不用上课不用工作啊！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;偶尔歇一歇会死吗！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;会死吗！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;追文有多痛苦！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;有被逼债的痛苦吗！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;编辑天天就在那边催！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;就知道催！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;动不动威胁不更新进小黑屋！！！！！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;小！！！！！！！！！！黑！！！！！！！！！！！！屋！！！！！！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;有木有！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;有木有！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;尼玛以为写文是拉屎急就可以出来吗！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;构思懂不懂！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;酝酿懂不懂！！！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;天真的一逼啊有没有！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;尤其晋江网！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;没事还要爬榜！！！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;新晋月榜季榜半年榜年榜总榜！！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;榜你妹啊榜！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;特么一半被大神和刷分的霸占！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;老子还混什么混啊！！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;尼玛好不容易爬上榜！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;碧水又在那边评头论足！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;评尼玛头！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;论你妹足！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;老子用词四十五度明媚忧伤关尼玛屁事！！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;知不知道乱说话会让人想掀桌！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;想弃文啊！！！！！！！！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;对！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;就是要弃文！！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;怎么样！！！！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;霸王终于被炸出来吧！！！！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;负分终于出来了！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;尼玛平时都死哪去了！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;坑品什么啊！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;就是要坑！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;养着一群站着茅坑不拉屎的霸王！！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;必须要坑！！！！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;坑！！！！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;焚书坑儒的坑！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;有木有快感！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;有木有！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;真特么混不下去了！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;前有大神挡道！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;后有新人炸桥！！！！！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;操！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;老子不写网文了！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;投实体好不好！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;出版停更好不好！！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;是不是又要出来咆哮了！！！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;碧水又开始掐架了有木有！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;有木有！！！！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;说神马vip不准停更！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;Vip花你多少钱了！！！！！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;十万字五块钱有木有！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;尼玛为了你五块钱不赚出版钱是不是傻逼！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;是不是！！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;尼玛别以为出版又有多爽！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;版税是有多低！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;首印是有多少！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;居然还要扣税！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;扣尼玛税啊！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;总共才多少钱！！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;扣光光了有没有！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;有没有！！！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;尼玛以为写小说是大款啊！！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;尼玛以为人人都是神马匪我思存桐华唐七沧月藤萍！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;哟！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;居然还说写小说可以拍成电视剧！！！！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;电！！！！！！！！视！！！！！！！！！！！！剧！！！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;那能有几个啊！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;几个啊！！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;比考北大清华牛津哈佛还难好不好！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;好不好！！！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;倒霉的就算被拍还要被改的面目全非！！！！！！！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;有没有！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;尼玛以为写小说真的很容易吗！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;尼玛以为写小说就跟拍宫一样可以不讲逻辑吗！！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;雍正可以是大鼻孔吗！！！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;八爷可以是道明寺吗！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;阿哥可以担任内务府总管这种太监的职位吗！！！！！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;可以吗！！！！！！！可以吗！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;尼玛以为人人都和于妈一样N……吗！！！！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;劳资现在咆哮完还要去赶稿！！！！！！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;超委屈的有没有！！！！！！！！！！！！！有！！！！没！！！！！有！！！！！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;所以写小说才是真正折翼的天使啊！！！！！！！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;谁还敢争！！！！！！！谁还敢争！！！！！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;谁！！！！！！都！！！！！！！！不！！！！！！！！！准！！！！！！！！！再！！！！！！！！争！！！！！！！！！了！！！！！！！！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;内牛滿面，真的是心聲，我都要哭了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不過，内務府總管不是太監的職位啦，康熙的皇八子還有年羹堯都待過那個位的。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281350062823043945-4691797629390289707?l=ingridism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/feeds/4691797629390289707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog-post_4863.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/4691797629390289707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/4691797629390289707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog-post_4863.html' title='我的媽，心聲、心聲啊！'/><author><name>Ingrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11775234080943473488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281350062823043945.post-4857298143814489429</id><published>2011-04-14T08:12:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T17:33:34.679-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='喜歡的'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='說寫來'/><title type='text'>綠了芭蕉</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h2udqRSuCkg/TaeQmls2p2I/AAAAAAAABj0/MKcYGlN8uyw/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 304px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h2udqRSuCkg/TaeQmls2p2I/AAAAAAAABj0/MKcYGlN8uyw/s400/004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595600054660802402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;夏末初秋&lt;br /&gt;一雨零秋&lt;br /&gt;秋意盎然&lt;br /&gt;憑欄聽秋聲&lt;br /&gt;腊盡冬殘&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;涼秋八月&lt;br /&gt;農曆之二、三月 子未落盡 而花又作&lt;br /&gt;匝月陰蒙始放晴，柳條乙乙草縱橫&lt;br /&gt;匝月以來 霧雨連綿&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一番寒露 樹葉轉黃&lt;br /&gt;夕陽將下 秋樹半紅&lt;br /&gt;淺水池塘 枯荷半黃&lt;br /&gt;殘月如鈎&lt;br /&gt;明月一鈎 濃雲微抹&lt;br /&gt;寒風凜冽&lt;br /&gt;西風瑟瑟&lt;br /&gt;涼氣習習&lt;br /&gt;銀裝玉琢&lt;br /&gt;霜露微降&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;焚一爐香 煮一壺茶&lt;br /&gt;小院深深 竹簾低垂 俏無人聲&lt;br /&gt;小齋繞竹 樓窗洞開 清風入座&lt;br /&gt;夕陽淡抹&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;蒼老的聲音 遙遙而來&lt;br /&gt;南京 茶館 切兩角錢鹽水鴨子 包五分錢椒鹽花生米&lt;br /&gt;成捆的晚香玉和玉簪花 嫩香蓮&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;枝上結天竹子，累累然如堆紅豆，深者丹，淺者胭脂&lt;br /&gt;入冬 枝子愈紅&lt;br /&gt;經春 枝子漸落&lt;br /&gt;花 叢生枝頭 似珍珠梅&lt;br /&gt;珊瑚子&lt;br /&gt;蒲草&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;（取自張恨水《綠了芭蕉》）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. 最近清的感覺又在心裏撩撥著。小四那篇是寫不下去了，其實寫到第八、九章已經要了我的命了。本來，寫文之初，我從康熙三十四年，亦即李氏生懷恪那年，開始細細搜集，資料有是有了，卻卡了在對白上。與大部分清穿故事一樣，我想以現代人的思想去敍述故事的本身，卻要保留古人講話的風格，結果我的古文拿捏得不好，也可以說是故事的本身空洞以致，總之寫到了男主角有戲的節骨眼兒上，饒是我絞盡腦汁費盡心神還是寫不出一字半句。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;小說哦，要寫言情，我沒那些經驗，寫不出，可若要寫實，涉及的資料又太多，我文學基礎薄弱，是寫不來。我非專業，寫作靠的還是感覺。念頭一轉，原來阿，我是親媽型，小四那種人物我駕馭不來，倒是醖釀著寫小五。二十六年太短？沒關係，我可以從他小時候寫起，小正太神馬的最萌了；留下的東西少之又少？沒關係，少了歷史的束縛，可以下筆的地方更寬鬆了，不是？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;唉，不過就是想想...寫作神馬的，太要人命了，不是我干得來的活。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281350062823043945-4857298143814489429?l=ingridism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/feeds/4857298143814489429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281350062823043945.post-7341922749281748855</id><published>2011-04-12T19:43:00.014-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T21:41:15.124-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雜思'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='碎筆'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='裳·妝'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='隨拍'/><title type='text'>初春總記</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;四月是春天，雲淡風輕，櫻花盛開的的季節。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GAe6QdgG8L0/TaUdbu0_83I/AAAAAAAABiE/-RPKZHVGOhM/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 304px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GAe6QdgG8L0/TaUdbu0_83I/AAAAAAAABiE/-RPKZHVGOhM/s400/005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594910474341708658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;四月六日是這座城市的一百二十五歲生日，但，這與我無關。我向來以為自己是過客。&lt;br /&gt;這裡的雀躍絕大部分時候都感染不到我，同樣，我為之興奮的事情，在這裡，也找不到任何共鳴。&lt;br /&gt;但是，這又有什麽關係呢？當我漸漸不為孤單感到無助，過客之身份於我，也就不是一個太大的問題。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7YLGIkwnEhc/TaUrzesfWFI/AAAAAAAABjM/UOsaOTAYTpE/s1600/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 308px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7YLGIkwnEhc/TaUrzesfWFI/AAAAAAAABjM/UOsaOTAYTpE/s400/014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594926275490699346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D9gxDxDKkuw/TaUv9nDcXVI/AAAAAAAABjk/Rusxj8vLOaE/s1600/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 308px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D9gxDxDKkuw/TaUv9nDcXVI/AAAAAAAABjk/Rusxj8vLOaE/s400/017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594930847579659602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在本質上，人類是群居性動物，一個人的成長，“自我”的形成，“認同感”是個關鍵。&lt;br /&gt;從表面上來說，我的生活習性不再給我帶來任何的困擾，我逐漸懂得自得其樂，學著給各種情緒的抒發與排解找尋合適的渠道。&lt;br /&gt;只是啊，快要生日的我，傷不起了。&lt;br /&gt;快別說我少年不識愁滋味，更別斥我為賦新詞強說愁。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;知我者謂我心憂，不知我者謂我何求。悠悠蒼天，此何人哉！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XdGeW3u--pY/TaUdcbF_hiI/AAAAAAAABiU/b49WZu8xStM/s1600/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 304px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XdGeW3u--pY/TaUdcbF_hiI/AAAAAAAABiU/b49WZu8xStM/s400/011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594910486224143906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他們說，面對吧，放下吧。&lt;br /&gt;但我不再敢作出任何承諾，就連對自己，我也不敢應承什麽，更別說有什麽盼頭。&lt;br /&gt;我清楚知道，沉澱和沉淪只是一線之差，稍一拿捏不好，我將繼續辜負那些愛與包容。&lt;br /&gt;他們說，有個目標吧，這樣你就會堅定了。我有的呀，我有理想有夢，“但你放不下過去的傷痛，致使你一直面對不了自己”。我傷不起，於是濫用那些愛與包容來逃避成長，直到發現自己再也揮霍不起。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人生如浮雲，隨風聚散了無痕；人生亦如朝露，許多事情太匆匆。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;四月十一日，俺娘回香港了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-En8L62TBf_w/TaUdb3sxJbI/AAAAAAAABiM/9i-kmM1NKN8/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 304px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-En8L62TBf_w/TaUdb3sxJbI/AAAAAAAABiM/9i-kmM1NKN8/s400/008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594910476723103154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G2a7qdi5qcY/TaUddLztxDI/AAAAAAAABik/x1hDDB_3t8w/s1600/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 304px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G2a7qdi5qcY/TaUddLztxDI/AAAAAAAABik/x1hDDB_3t8w/s400/012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594910499300820018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一個禮拜前，她來的時候，明顯心情很好，對於我很多問題她都沒有單刀直入的問個究竟。我們聊天，聊了很久，來去都是那個話題，多年不變。但我能感覺她這半年來變得平滑許多。對於我的傷痛，她不再只是嘴上說明白，而是從心底為我感到惋惜。父親說過，人生如果有遺憾，會是當年的決定。只是我們都明白，人生不能重來。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-odz_erIIB4w/TaUdcubD0wI/AAAAAAAABic/yX2Zp7dOeWA/s1600/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 304px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-odz_erIIB4w/TaUdcubD0wI/AAAAAAAABic/yX2Zp7dOeWA/s400/014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594910491412779778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;女人啊女人，一生為悅己者容。俺娘早在上海就打電話預約打針神馬的，她陪我逛藥妝店。買了幾樣便宜的代替那些品牌的，俺的荷包傷不起啊！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DIz2rlyRjW0/TaUU14abCuI/AAAAAAAABhk/sCJ1PjPBXF0/s1600/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 304px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DIz2rlyRjW0/TaUU14abCuI/AAAAAAAABhk/sCJ1PjPBXF0/s400/011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594901027986541282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vURqI0pCK6o/TaUU1CcEcKI/AAAAAAAABhc/axgzlOq5VaM/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 306px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vURqI0pCK6o/TaUU1CcEcKI/AAAAAAAABhc/axgzlOq5VaM/s400/010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594901013497933986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;送走了俺娘，我才發現，這是我與她第一次單獨相處超過五天而沒有發生歇斯底里的情況。過去我們一直為同樣的問題爭執、對峙、互相傷害。或許該問，一個破碎的家能沒有成長過程扭曲的孩子嗎？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0qgNw-8p4us/TaUU009t-aI/AAAAAAAABhU/kAUrr_1VSeY/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 306px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0qgNw-8p4us/TaUU009t-aI/AAAAAAAABhU/kAUrr_1VSeY/s400/004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594901009880971682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;這時，我該多麽慶幸，我遇上了一個優秀的藝人，在我最孤單無助的日子裏，成為我心靈的港灣，陪我走過最蒼白的青春。有人說，一個好的藝人如同一個好的朋友一般，能帶來生命昭示，既是彼此的相長，也是彼此的緣分。確實，遇見他，是我此生難得的緣。此君於我，是浮木，勝稻草，如清泉，似陳酒。他的一次又一次的轉變，原來是一輪又一輪的剔除、過濾和沉澱。我也要加油努力，將佛法吸收應用，修出慧根，除下心結，重新上路，不然可是白白浪費了這份緣。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RnzDdbCCe_M/TaUry490UzI/AAAAAAAABi8/QsmjVgJsdUY/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 308px; height: 400px;" 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281350062823043945.post-8538871620338983378</id><published>2011-03-19T03:00:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T20:18:13.322-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='碎筆'/><title type='text'>下個輪迴</title><content type='html'>來世我要做一朵頑強的野花，開在你窗旁，靜靜地看著你，旦暮朝夕，直到我凋零。&lt;br /&gt;若可以，我也願化作一陣風，那樣便可輕拂你的臉，從眉心到嘴角，一遍又一遍的描繪你的輪廓。&lt;br /&gt;來世啊來世，我不求躲過輪迴，不生不滅，只求能轉世到你身邊，哪怕只是一粒浮塵，我也無怨。&lt;br /&gt;可若最終，我只能化為一滴落地即化的雨點，那麼在我化去以前，請讓我有幸落在你的唇上，印上一記無聲的吻，無聲求你，記住我的吻。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281350062823043945-8538871620338983378?l=ingridism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/feeds/8538871620338983378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雜思'/><title type='text'>無題</title><content type='html'>日復日，思念泛濫，成災。&lt;br /&gt;那天的一切現在看來，像笑話。&lt;br /&gt;才發現，我是個多麽稱職的小丑。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281350062823043945-8116592410726730903?l=ingridism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/feeds/8116592410726730903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post_17.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/8116592410726730903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/8116592410726730903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post_17.html' title='無題'/><author><name>Ingrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11775234080943473488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281350062823043945.post-4862367341681796033</id><published>2011-03-16T16:13:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T22:22:12.663-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='碎筆'/><title type='text'>思念成災</title><content type='html'>有沒有一種思念永遠說不出口？&lt;br /&gt;有沒有一種思念別那麼千迴百轉？&lt;br /&gt;有沒有一種思念不會如此碎心裂肺？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有沒有一種思念呀...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281350062823043945-4862367341681796033?l=ingridism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/feeds/4862367341681796033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post_16.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/4862367341681796033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/4862367341681796033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post_16.html' title='思念成災'/><author><name>Ingrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11775234080943473488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281350062823043945.post-9081144599624894711</id><published>2011-03-15T00:15:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T00:35:56.150-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='碎筆'/><title type='text'>三生三世</title><content type='html'>人世間的事，有因才有果，有你才有我。&lt;br /&gt;今生今世，你在哪裏，我就在哪裏。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;第一世，月下的承諾言猶在耳；&lt;br /&gt;第二世，未能與君廝守到白頭；&lt;br /&gt;第三世，驀然遇見卻不敢相認。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;三個輪回，遇見不同的人，愛的卻始終是那一個。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281350062823043945-9081144599624894711?l=ingridism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/feeds/9081144599624894711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post_15.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/9081144599624894711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/9081144599624894711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post_15.html' title='三生三世'/><author><name>Ingrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11775234080943473488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281350062823043945.post-772977692049329679</id><published>2011-03-12T20:53:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T21:59:45.910-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雜思'/><title type='text'>想他</title><content type='html'>我想他，很想很想。&lt;br /&gt;睜眼第一個想到的人，是他，很想很想，當面對他說聲早。&lt;br /&gt;睡前讓回憶在腦海反復跑著，很想很想，再聽他喊我的名。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他承載了許多，因此當我說想他時，我想的，並不僅僅是他。&lt;br /&gt;那不只是女人對男人的思念。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我想他。我也只能，想他，愛不得更愛不起。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我想他，很想很想。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281350062823043945-772977692049329679?l=ingridism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/feeds/772977692049329679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post_12.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/772977692049329679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/772977692049329679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post_12.html' title='想他'/><author><name>Ingrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11775234080943473488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281350062823043945.post-7875180199461641511</id><published>2011-03-04T16:36:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T21:59:45.924-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雜思'/><title type='text'>又嚟腎</title><content type='html'>好煩，但我真係唔知自己怕乜，上次嚟腎搞出一鍋粥，結到宜家，今次又唔知幾時先好，其實好想同自己講，貴人唔係時時有，時間更係過咗就冇，成日話陰影，bullshit啦，就算係，都咁多年，仲跳唔出嚟就係自己嘅問題，過去唔係妳嘅藉口，成長係自己嘅責任，父母睇得妳幾耐？驚就縮怯就避，冇撚用呀妳！最慘係，我真係唔知妳驚乜，覺得個妹好過自己就一蹶不振，搞到今時今曰咁，咩嘢覺得都變真，於是妳就更頹，＂舊病復發＂咁，怨得邊個？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281350062823043945-7875180199461641511?l=ingridism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/feeds/7875180199461641511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post_04.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/7875180199461641511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/7875180199461641511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post_04.html' title='又嚟腎'/><author><name>Ingrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11775234080943473488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281350062823043945.post-7659353437808473557</id><published>2011-03-02T15:32:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T22:12:09.827-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='碎筆'/><title type='text'>無病呻吟</title><content type='html'>我好像越來越不懂自己。&lt;br /&gt;生活上，僅存的勇氣和意志漸漸流失，能抓緊的似乎只有憧憬的泡沫，或許還有偶爾來之的孤芳自賞。&lt;br /&gt;縱使如此，我依然故我，甚至變本加厲，恣意所欲，端著與自身本錢不成比例的小資格調。&lt;br /&gt;世界很花花，物欲越來越強大，可我終是學會了抵制。然而我卻壓不下內心的焦躁。&lt;br /&gt;想到在自我實現的過程裡，我竟比別人落後那麼許多，瀕臨被淘汰邊緣，我無以復加的慌。我記得我沒有輸在起跑點？&lt;br /&gt;我似乎退化成一隻披著鱉皮的縮頭烏龜。至少刺蝟還有危機意識，烏龜卻只能形譯“我思故我在”。&lt;br /&gt;本以為離開一陣子會看得清楚些，卻因此連最後一點自觀自行都蕩然無存。束緊的橡皮筋被拉鬆了，原來捆紮的東西零亂散落，無從拾起。&lt;br /&gt;於是，我坐在這裡發著博，朦朧想著：這會是多漫長的一場自我鬥爭？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281350062823043945-7659353437808473557?l=ingridism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/feeds/7659353437808473557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/7659353437808473557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/7659353437808473557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post.html' title='無病呻吟'/><author><name>Ingrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11775234080943473488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281350062823043945.post-8602231300998728926</id><published>2011-02-28T08:51:00.005-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T22:05:59.154-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='城記'/><title type='text'>回家過年（上）</title><content type='html'>現如今微博盛行，少寫了網誌，文筆生疏了許多，再也不能洋洋灑灑的寫上一大篇。但是該寫的還是要寫，再拖就走味了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我從來是個敏感的人。興沖沖的訂了回去的機票，卻是戰兢兢坐上的飛機。事實上，我一旦害怕起某事或某人，就會索性眼不見為乾淨，事情一拖再拖，永遠是拖到不能再拖了、晚了，才事後後悔。於是，1號下午十二點半的飛機，我是當天早上七點才打包的行李，邊收拾邊喃喃：“不要急，不要忘了啥，啥都不要忘了...” （還好一早就準備好了證件，不然該多手忙腳亂！）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bBnLP1PN_Ng/TWvG6ir9Z0I/AAAAAAAABdA/tE1JJuDtrMk/s1600/id.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 366px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bBnLP1PN_Ng/TWvG6ir9Z0I/AAAAAAAABdA/tE1JJuDtrMk/s400/id.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578771272474388290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;雖然回去之恐懼，讓我足足不安了半個多月，連生理期也攪亂了。但在飛機離地那一霎，我還是濕了眼眶。為了什麽呢？為過去兩年的失意，為十年來的傷痛，也為父母無限度的包容。一個人的日子，說過得愜意，那是騙人的。尤其像我這種本質怯弱的人（都說外表是假象，你還不信？），絕對會把日子過得一團糟的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PqCmcSdkFvY/TWvO49XVc5I/AAAAAAAABd4/KnvgnFTXWB8/s1600/messy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 366px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PqCmcSdkFvY/TWvO49XVc5I/AAAAAAAABd4/KnvgnFTXWB8/s400/messy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578780041368925074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;話説這年頭，機票越賣越便宜，於是機上伙食也就跟著降水準，就連給您倒熱咖啡的杯子也是軟塑的。坐的東航，從溫哥華飛上海，乘務員的英文很蹩腳也就算了，還沒有電影看。也對，反正再以後人手一部ipad啥的，到點給您送上泡面和熱水，機票就能正大光明的降到最低價。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;下了飛機，用回鄉卡走外國人通道，很方便。然後看到父母，只覺得他們站在一塊兒的畫面，很和諧。那一刻，我心裏其實是很激動的。多少年了？我媽終于甘願把自己解脫了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;回到家，爹娘給送上一雙紅拖鞋，應景又愜意。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UZRKg7Tf7AY/TWvG7OuO3yI/AAAAAAAABdY/qBJyCPkDo9s/s1600/redslipper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 366px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UZRKg7Tf7AY/TWvG7OuO3yI/AAAAAAAABdY/qBJyCPkDo9s/s400/redslipper.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578771284295081762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;團年飯是在家附近的仲盛商城吃的東北菜，詫異上海的年三十比想象中冷清，可能因爲我們在比較郊區的地方吧。回到家我就不支了，然後淩晨四點多醒來再也睡不着，躺在床上，身下是電毯，把人烘得暖暖的。等到清晨第一縷微弱的晨光透進薄紗窗帘時，淚水已經沾濕了枕頭。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jc8qwHK1LHM/TWvGQsbWdHI/AAAAAAAABco/6lqkbqrEjoo/s1600/morningchina.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 366px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jc8qwHK1LHM/TWvGQsbWdHI/AAAAAAAABco/6lqkbqrEjoo/s400/morningchina.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578770553534575730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;摸黑順著梯級到廚房給自己倒水泡麥片，來了個超早的早餐。又拿著iphone到處拍，邊用力呼吸。這是家的味道啊。兩年前回來，廚房還什麽都沒有呢。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Vnh7ohW38/TWvG620iyEI/AAAAAAAABdQ/nqXIJFo4tsU/s1600/oatmeal2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 366px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x-Vnh7ohW38/TWvG620iyEI/AAAAAAAABdQ/nqXIJFo4tsU/s400/oatmeal2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578771277879101506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;窗外的煙火似乎不曾消停。結果，年三十、年初一，屬一炮，年初四、年初五又一炮。反正一個年就聽到外面劈里啪啦的，響得不得了，主要是兩戶人家，放的都是絕不含糊的煙花，一個年放下來，我估計也有一萬了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ziEz6xAOtls/TWvG6wdFOGI/AAAAAAAABdI/EPZrXtO5nEg/s1600/fireworks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 366px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ziEz6xAOtls/TWvG6wdFOGI/AAAAAAAABdI/EPZrXtO5nEg/s400/fireworks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578771276170082402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在上海的三個禮拜，其實也沒做啥，上網刷微博幾乎成了最主要的活動。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--CI8XyA6C4c/TWvG7SoqM1I/AAAAAAAABdg/STUGSPWlGcY/s1600/random.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 366px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--CI8XyA6C4c/TWvG7SoqM1I/AAAAAAAABdg/STUGSPWlGcY/s400/random.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578771285345448786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;初一吃日本自助餐開年哦，很給力。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ivJyv6HAXQE/TWvO5GyA-cI/AAAAAAAABeI/iZ-IgqYfQXM/s1600/seafood2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 366px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ivJyv6HAXQE/TWvO5GyA-cI/AAAAAAAABeI/iZ-IgqYfQXM/s400/seafood2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578780043896748482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;偶爾外吃。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QsiZ4RjgsK0/TWvIfT3OBYI/AAAAAAAABdo/U6dEe4mrP28/s1600/laozhan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 366px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QsiZ4RjgsK0/TWvIfT3OBYI/AAAAAAAABdo/U6dEe4mrP28/s400/laozhan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578773003661870466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;其實上海的冬天比印象中要冷，毛衣和圍巾根本不禦寒。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AN_AGCmYiRw/TWvO4wWMTYI/AAAAAAAABeA/0D_Tg1n4Ko4/s1600/scarf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 366px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AN_AGCmYiRw/TWvO4wWMTYI/AAAAAAAABeA/0D_Tg1n4Ko4/s400/scarf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578780037874470274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;手套也是必須的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-anR35y7tRBE/TWvRYukqu-I/AAAAAAAABeY/JB1e3u4oJuQ/s1600/antique.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-anR35y7tRBE/TWvRYukqu-I/AAAAAAAABeY/JB1e3u4oJuQ/s400/antique.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578782786177383394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只出過一次徐家匯。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b9oxwmQ6VuQ/TWvIfrBYffI/AAAAAAAABdw/dSJCOIHZcPE/s1600/denglong.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 366px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b9oxwmQ6VuQ/TWvIfrBYffI/AAAAAAAABdw/dSJCOIHZcPE/s400/denglong.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578773009878515186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在仲盛商城的格格屋淘到兩枚戒指（食指和中指，無名指那枚是兩年前在香港的initial購入的），才五十幾和四十幾RMB，算是此行最價廉物美的收穫了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0fm5vmMt3rA/TWvRYTryMfI/AAAAAAAABeQ/1t280A3mofE/s1600/rings1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 366px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0fm5vmMt3rA/TWvRYTryMfI/AAAAAAAABeQ/1t280A3mofE/s400/rings1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578782778959475186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;倒是萊福士去過兩次。情人節那天和媽媽午飯想去試試看那家總是排長龍的釜山料理，結果人家只供應情人套餐，最便宜的也要200多人民幣，裏頭還都坐滿了年輕人。上海是個多麽貧富懸殊的城市。來家裏打掃的阿姨，四個小時拿的三十元，城市裏的小情侶，吃個飯吃兩百元。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;某天懷舊去了一趟新樂路/長樂路，失望的發現那裏已經沒有什麽好逛的了，昔日留戀的鋪子如今的貨色都不入眼。這次回來也沒有去踩踩某人的足跡，更沒有去什麽田子坊、老碼頭等地方。心態是不一樣了。媽問我，當年你是懷著什麽心情走遍上海的，我摸了摸咖啡杯沿，笑說，少女懷春啊。那年的夏天，我們都是十七。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ABfgteCAEy8/TWvGQ7G3IqI/AAAAAAAABc4/WCbXZZJTS44/s1600/dabaitu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 366px; height: 400px;" 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/&gt;我想，我是特別的，特別的不討喜，特別的討人厭。有時候，我甚至為特別而特別，那樣至少我還能特別。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281350062823043945-4518700186202618420?l=ingridism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/feeds/4518700186202618420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2011/01/blog-post_19.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/4518700186202618420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/4518700186202618420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2011/01/blog-post_19.html' title='倒數中'/><author><name>Ingrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11775234080943473488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281350062823043945.post-5765814718769975620</id><published>2011-01-14T21:12:00.005-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T21:39:49.829-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雜思'/><title type='text'>一月到了今天</title><content type='html'>一月到了今天，也就剩下不到三個禮拜了，可我還在磨蹭。&lt;br /&gt;越磨蹭，越焦慮，精神也就越渙散。&lt;br /&gt;連帶抗睡，夜晚當白天使，白天度日如年。&lt;br /&gt;懞了，痴了，傻了，奶奶的。&lt;br /&gt;好多天沒做保養，好多天不見人了。&lt;br /&gt;工作依舊，曖昧依然有那麽點兒。但，我是找不着北了。&lt;br /&gt;手機還沒去辦，戶頭還沒去開，我悲淚重復，五體投地。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不是一個懶字概括。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;沒有堅持到底的失敗，沒有半途而廢的成功，&lt;br /&gt;可是有這麽絕對的人生嗎？&lt;br /&gt;很多成功只是僥幸，很多事情堅持到底還是失敗。&lt;br /&gt;我又不願意改變成功於我的定義，於是乎也就這樣吧。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這座城市雨水依舊連連。&lt;br /&gt;家裏自從n天以前收拾過，至今不曾掃過一次地；&lt;br /&gt;衛生紙n天以前就用完了，現在面紙也剩沒幾盒。&lt;br /&gt;人家美人兒閨房，我家還不如狗窩。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;得了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;厭煩的雨天，脫水的冷空氣。每天數著還剩幾天，每天後悔買了機票。&lt;br /&gt;為毛，為毛我的人生總是在錯錯錯；&lt;br /&gt;為毛我做事總是該積極的企圖拖到下輩子，該三思的永遠衝動壞事情？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;難過的一月，於是我也不讓我的錢包好過。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;話說那天我要去買精華露的，結果路經女裝部看到斗大的低至三折，我就開始扒。從49元的衣架扒到200多的，茫茫衣海中居然讓我扒了一件兩百多塊的Elizabeth &amp; James的毛線衣，實在是太給力了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;日子就這樣過，說它頽廢，我也是接受的。&lt;br /&gt;合著我也才知道原來Neutrogena的wipes還蠻不錯用。&lt;br /&gt;父母發過幾封email來，我都沒有回。我不慪氣的，我只是，需要跟她有一點距離。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281350062823043945-5765814718769975620?l=ingridism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/feeds/5765814718769975620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281350062823043945.post-7446804648729672634</id><published>2011-01-08T21:52:00.018-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T02:27:05.694-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='裳·妝'/><title type='text'>Best Beauty Buys of 2010/Try to Remember</title><content type='html'>in no particular order:&lt;br /&gt;- Dermalogica Daily Microfoliant&lt;br /&gt;- Dr. Hauschka Rose Day Cream Light&lt;br /&gt;- Diorskin Nude Fresh Glow Hydrating Makeup SPF 10 (in shade 023)&lt;br /&gt;- Laura Mercier Mineral Powder SPF 15 (in real sand)&lt;br /&gt;- Shiseido White Lucent Intensive Spot Targeting Serum&lt;br /&gt;- Origins Zero Oil Pore Purifying Toner&lt;br /&gt;- Mario Badescu Drying Lotion&lt;br /&gt;- Mario Badescu Drying Cream&lt;br /&gt;- Clarisonic Plus w/ delicate brushhead&lt;br /&gt;- DDF Sulfur Therapeutic Mask &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;worst product of 2010:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to say this but it's got to be the Dr Hauschka Rhythmic Conditioner Sensitive. Come to think of it, I might be knocking on an open door for buying sensitive over normal beucase apparently the formulae are different?? Anyway, having to choose Dr Hauschka's Rhythmic Conditioner Sensitive as my worst buy in 2010 really sucks becacuse it alone costed me around 130 something Canadian dollars. Now what you're supposed to do is following a toner you snap open two of the ampoules, apply the content on face and neck, gently pressing the product into skin. You're supposed to use it in place of a night cream (Dr. Hauschka does not buy into night creams). But because my skin was pretty dry at that time, I still used a night cream on top. The product claims to neutralize skin conditions, hence the name. Unfortunately it just didn't turn out that way for me. For a consecutive two weeks or so, I would snap open my two ampoules every night thinking that they will do miracles on my face. But hella no. Not only did it do nothing near conditioning my skin, it actually broke me out even more. I had consistent small breakouts while using this rhythmic conditioner to a point where I had to stop using it, sobs the heartbreaking damage to my wallet. At first I was a little skeptical thinking it might be that I was not getting enough sleep, and that I just started taking the pills, it would take some time before I see results. However, after I stopped using the product, given that I still don't get enough sleep, I no longer get those small breakouts around my chin. Wheew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* new products on trial&lt;/strong&gt;: Kiehl's Midnight Recovery Concentrate. I spoke with the BA about acne scarring and discoloration, she gave me these samples to try out: Highly Efficient Skin-Tone Corrector and Epidermal Re-Texturizing Micro-Dermabrasion. Although I doubt anything would exceed Dermalogica Daily Microexfoliant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed height="400" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="480" src="http://www.tudou.com/v/vOsXt-edW6k/v.swf" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="opaque"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;正起飛的上海，鬧市中的老房子&lt;br /&gt;雨後青石板，中秋夜燈籠。&lt;br /&gt;空氣裡的微甜，樹蔭裡的夏夜&lt;br /&gt;想起來不遠，一九九八年。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有故事的老房子，現已拆剩一棟&lt;br /&gt;當年的小海燕以全國第二考進北影&lt;br /&gt;當年的吉祥歷經數次蛻變後成娘&lt;br /&gt;當年的小鵬擧了蘭花指後熬成婆&lt;br /&gt;一眨眼，二零一一年。　　&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281350062823043945-7446804648729672634?l=ingridism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/feeds/7446804648729672634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281350062823043945.post-8456958517622204309</id><published>2011-01-07T23:19:00.007-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T23:59:06.683-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='裳·妝'/><title type='text'>超香</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://nouvellenouvelle.files.wordpress.com/2010/11/seamonster.jpg?w=500&amp;amp;h=751"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 600px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://nouvellenouvelle.files.wordpress.com/2010/11/seamonster.jpg?w=500&amp;amp;h=751" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;錯過了bath &amp;amp; body works的蠟燭，現在去人家已經在清倉了，都是些有的沒的賣不出去的東西，啥都撈不着了，可是又心癢癢的想要帶根蠟燭回去燒著。人的感官裏，嗅覺最能勾起回憶了。當一種氣味與一段時光長期挂鈎，那麽時隔許久，每當聞到那個味道就會想起那段時光。在gastown一家boutique裏看到這個，想了幾天還是給買下來了。當時走進店裏就覺得甜香甜香的，既不太濃，也不淡如無物。市面上的香草味產品哦，唇彩乃至蠟燭，很多都是那種超級人工，而且帶很多別的味道，這個不會，是很純的香草味，甜，但不膩。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;photo courtesy of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://nouvellenouvelle.wordpress.com/2010/11/22/new-arrivals-sea-monster-soy-candles/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;NOUVELLE NOUVELLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281350062823043945-8456958517622204309?l=ingridism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/feeds/8456958517622204309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2011/01/blog-post_07.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/8456958517622204309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/8456958517622204309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2011/01/blog-post_07.html' title='超香'/><author><name>Ingrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11775234080943473488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281350062823043945.post-6451289136918344341</id><published>2011-01-06T21:37:00.011-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T21:39:49.840-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雜思'/><title type='text'>想起</title><content type='html'>興城鹹菜/莎莉蛋糕/A1英國方包/Oliver焗薯/利苑楊枝甘露。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那時候還有哈迪斯，辣薯圈嘎好吃。盒裝三色雪糕最先解決掉的永遠是草莓口味。但其實最愛是香芋雪糕糯米糍。偶爾媽媽帶回來哈根達斯的朱古力脆皮條，飯後一根好滋味；有次帶回來一盒綠茶雪糕，整個很苦不好吃。彼時社會風氣尚未敗壞，世界很簡單，只有好吃跟不好吃，卡路里是個毛。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;精確記得第一眼，好藍的天，好大一片草地，好傻的兩個人。畫外音：真的剃光耶。有一次學校組織到廣州進行學術交流，旅遊車上幾個女生旁若無人的唱起了“有一個姑娘”、“自從有了你”，一首接一首，孩子的字典裏沒有“臉”這個字（現在難道就有了嗎？經那一役，我很確定，還是沒有）。曲終人散後，剩下我淪爲花痴。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;千禧年的夏天，有“女孩與四重奏”。離開前那個晚上，反復聽著“逃兵”。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;第一次看小說看到半夜；第一次參加舞會，手腳不知道放哪裏；第一次離家出走，在涼夜裏走了個多小時後悻悻然回家。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;然後這裡寫的東西越來越無頭無尾。思緒難免斷續，又往往寫到一半沒了興頭，也就所以。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281350062823043945-6451289136918344341?l=ingridism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/feeds/6451289136918344341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2011/01/blog-post_06.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/6451289136918344341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/6451289136918344341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2011/01/blog-post_06.html' title='想起'/><author><name>Ingrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11775234080943473488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281350062823043945.post-7395360446391517779</id><published>2011-01-04T21:06:00.006-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T20:16:31.515-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雜思'/><title type='text'>還是無題</title><content type='html'>夜下，華燈；雨後，霓虹。車如流水，美人如玉。&lt;br /&gt;我想，我等，憧憬，期待，未來卻不能因此安排。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“如果有來生，要做一棵樹，站成永恆，沒有悲傷的姿勢：一半在塵土裡安詳，一半在空中飛揚；一半散落陰涼，一半沐浴陽光。非常沉默非常驕傲，從不依靠從不尋找。”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;道生一，一生二，二生三，三生萬物。&lt;br /&gt;一過才知二好，二過方知三美。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果活著是一場修行，那麽按以上邏輯，人生就是毀壞的過程。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“打開電視都嘛是你家偶像的連續劇呀”，ㄏㄏㄏ，真不好意思，凡演過必不斷重播。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;三天磕掉了一盒兩磅重的truffles，整個人被内疚感侵犯中，不蘇胡！&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不需要猜你眼中的我，只要猜你是否記得我。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有人說穿過兒洞的紅顔，下輩子還會是女人。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281350062823043945-7395360446391517779?l=ingridism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/feeds/7395360446391517779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2011/01/blog-post_3449.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/7395360446391517779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/7395360446391517779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2011/01/blog-post_3449.html' title='還是無題'/><author><name>Ingrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11775234080943473488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281350062823043945.post-2758665624783060986</id><published>2011-01-04T02:44:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T20:16:31.357-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雜思'/><title type='text'>無題</title><content type='html'>時間越近心越怯，越不能自我控制。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;活在虛構的浪漫裏，日復日的懷念。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;周而復始的上演，一圈一圈的深陷。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;做什麽才能在你心中埋下我的名字？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;記住我。下個輪回，我為你點盞燈。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;痛像齒輪緊咬心田，思念如影隨形。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有那麽點奇怪，可那不是我想要的。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281350062823043945-2758665624783060986?l=ingridism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/feeds/2758665624783060986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2011/01/blog-post_04.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/2758665624783060986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/2758665624783060986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2011/01/blog-post_04.html' title='無題'/><author><name>Ingrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11775234080943473488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281350062823043945.post-9042029493861866898</id><published>2011-01-01T18:47:00.006-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T20:16:31.549-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雜思'/><title type='text'>無題</title><content type='html'>當你想抽身的時候，往往已經陷入太深。&lt;br /&gt;是依賴也好逃避也罷，夜裏驚醒，那湧上喉頭的，就是思念。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;歲月的鐘聲一如以往的敲響，此時的我正與周公下棋。順便華麗麗的錯過了新年的第一抹晨光。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;漸漸的，我習慣了一個人的生活。一個人逛街，一個人吃飯。&lt;br /&gt;漸漸的，我學會了從容，不驚不慌、不嬌不憨。沒這個必要。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;流光匆匆向前流淌，我們身陷其中，只能順流而行。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是得是失，當下難以理清；是佛是魔，全在心間一念。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我常常在猜想你這一路走來的心情，或彷徨或從容，或惆悵或得意。經歷過那麽多，到最後還能挑起你的熱情，會是怎樣一個人。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那年的你我，在起跑點上。如今你我分道揚鑣。你活得精彩，而我，因你愛得精彩。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281350062823043945.post-6223487183626706702</id><published>2010-12-30T21:48:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T20:16:31.477-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雜思'/><title type='text'>無題</title><content type='html'>2010年根本是以驚人的速度掠過的，一堆事情，該過去的都沒有過去。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我依然故我，恣意所慾，過著和工錢不成比例的小資生活。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;六個星期後的今天，我將踏著暮靄降落在彼岸，用心的記下此後四個星期的每個瞬間。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果上天眷顧我，一定記得我每晚的禱文。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這兩天耳邊一直響起一首久遠的歌。&lt;br /&gt;你在我們前出現，細雨中你沒有打傘，幾縷濕潤的頭髮蕩在眉閒，你笑著說，好想見面。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281350062823043945-6223487183626706702?l=ingridism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/feeds/6223487183626706702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post_30.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/6223487183626706702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/6223487183626706702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post_30.html' title='無題'/><author><name>Ingrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11775234080943473488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281350062823043945.post-6430615307911363220</id><published>2010-12-29T19:50:00.009-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T20:16:31.494-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雜思'/><title type='text'>無題</title><content type='html'>2010，得少失多、大喜大悲的一年。2011年，不求居高望遠，但求爬出井底，絕處逢生，阿門。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;逃出一個困境，又鑽進另一條死胡同，我還在找出口。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;自那以後，深切的明白，人貴乎自知。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是怎麽樣一段愛恨情仇，致使今世如此眷戀一個人？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;看著看著，突然看出一個可怕的認知。只是，好像爲時太晚了。&lt;br /&gt;我的人生是一次又一次的過錯與錯過，不怪誰。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我遠方的愛，看在我愛說不出口、愛得很卑微的份上，用你強大的磁場跟老天打個商量，我希望……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;每天都被冷醒，即使穿著一件睡衣、兩肩外套，加一雙褲襪。&lt;br /&gt;暖開水、桂格燕麥；郵箱、貼吧、微博。&lt;br /&gt;洗臉乳、化妝水、日霜，凃塗抹抹。&lt;br /&gt;26、千禧線、黑咖啡，代糖不加奶。&lt;br /&gt;曡衣、招呼、發呆、察言觀色，又一天。&lt;br /&gt;一樣的風景一樣的人，差別在於，晴天陰天雨天，或是下雪。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一樣的思念一樣的愛，差別在於，笑的你冷的你，耍寳的你嚴肅的你。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;習慣是惰性的開始，而人的適應能力往往比想象中強。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281350062823043945-6430615307911363220?l=ingridism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/feeds/6430615307911363220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post_29.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/6430615307911363220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/6430615307911363220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post_29.html' title='無題'/><author><name>Ingrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11775234080943473488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281350062823043945.post-8559327941905279225</id><published>2010-12-28T23:12:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T20:16:31.544-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雜思'/><title type='text'>無題</title><content type='html'>人在不安定的狀態下，購物慾特別旺盛。&lt;br /&gt;觀乎人潮，或許現如今人人都蠢蠢欲動。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;越來越對自己的能力存疑，是眼高手低還是本就如此？&lt;br /&gt;而假如經驗與智慧，兩者皆為零，天生我材又有何用？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;話說，上海某千金結婚，婚禮請到某蘇演唱。這個世界……&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281350062823043945-8559327941905279225?l=ingridism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/feeds/8559327941905279225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post_28.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/8559327941905279225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/8559327941905279225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post_28.html' title='無題'/><author><name>Ingrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11775234080943473488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281350062823043945.post-2540338875375477302</id><published>2010-12-27T19:39:00.005-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T22:20:13.360-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='零零星星'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='碎筆'/><title type='text'>學習</title><content type='html'>@易立竞：2010,像一只快速从我面前窜过的猫，发现时，只来得及抓住了它的尾巴。很多人是否和我一样，不是在怀念或遗憾昨天、过去，就是在憧憬或恐惧着明天、未来，不肯活在当下？活在当下，需要足够的智慧。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@赵薇：生活要求你必须像一个战士一样去面对，打起精神，挑起兴头，你才不会觉得疲倦。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@王黎光：亲爱的自己，您有一万个理由要对别人好，没有一个理由要求别人对您好；亲爱的自己，这个世界，只有回不去的没有过不去的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我不知道我要的，是愛，還是你。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281350062823043945-2540338875375477302?l=ingridism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/feeds/2540338875375477302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post_8926.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/2540338875375477302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/2540338875375477302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post_8926.html' title='學習'/><author><name>Ingrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11775234080943473488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281350062823043945.post-4349698151781768754</id><published>2010-12-27T00:48:00.006-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T21:41:14.975-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雜思'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='碎筆'/><title type='text'>一氣呵成的廢話</title><content type='html'>如果有機會，我希望你知道，那不是愛。&lt;br /&gt;所以請你不要用那樣的眼神和我說話，那樣很傷人——雖然，整段記憶是我自找的。&lt;br /&gt;不過我知道，這一輩子我都不會有機會親口對你說，我對你，遠超于愛。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這麽複雜的情感，如何說得出口？或者說，也根本沒有說出口的機會。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;很糟糕，對不對？&lt;br /&gt;一年比一年不堪，何時走到一個了？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有時候我真的覺得，我要報名最佳女主角了。&lt;br /&gt;明明不自在的要死，卻要裝出一副沒在意的樣子；&lt;br /&gt;明明很怕寂寞，硬是擺出“本姑娘喜歡獨來獨往”的姿態。&lt;br /&gt;騙誰啊？&lt;br /&gt;還有那段最噁爛的記憶，明明臉兒開花心兒亂跳，還很笨拙的演出“我很淡定”的戲碼！&lt;br /&gt;不想想人家在花花世界裏混了二十幾年，也好歹掂掂自己的斤兩，就那副蠢心思，早被看透了。&lt;br /&gt;虧我當時還整個很得瑟……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;無語啊！早知今日，何苦為自己製造可怕的回憶？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;平安夜，很平安——除了睡前幾乎看到那個一直在逃避的人，她的照片。&lt;br /&gt;還好手指很靈活，比眼睛快零點一秒關掉了視窗，爬上床來個眼不見為乾淨。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;眼睛是看不見了，心，卻看得清清楚楚。&lt;br /&gt;又是滿腔滿腹的哀怨，輾轉入眠。&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;隔天早上睡到自然醒，看了一天的小說，洗了一鍋衣服。&lt;br /&gt;偶爾精神分個岔，會自怨，會怨父母，會怨天尤人。&lt;br /&gt;所以我盡量讓思緒不在那些照片上無限延伸，這樣聖誕不至於不快樂。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我以為我的願望很卑微，殊不知那些我自以為卑微到老天就算施捨給我也不可惜的心願，一直沒有達成。&lt;br /&gt;生活上很多細節都讓我驚訝，過去竟把我傷得那麽深。&lt;br /&gt;渴望被認同，害怕被否定。&lt;br /&gt;一直到今天，我連最簡單的事情，諸如打電話問手機通話計劃，都害怕去做；我甚至怕去銀行，怕與人溝通。&lt;br /&gt;每當想起這些，我會在心裏對父母咆哮，您們親手把女兒給毀了。&lt;br /&gt;但理智上我絕對明白，是我，把家給毀了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;因為害怕，所以不敢回家。&lt;br /&gt;是誰，因為逃避那個人，把自己困在房間，24小時戴著耳機，就怕聽到不想聽到的聲音？&lt;br /&gt;是誰，滿心歡喜的訂了回家的機票，卻在知道那個人會回去過聖誕後，不管時差拿起電話就是質問？&lt;br /&gt;爲什麽不告訴我她也回去？&lt;br /&gt;如果我知道她也回去，我就不會訂機票——即使她回去過新年，而我回去過春節。&lt;br /&gt;我不想在你們看到她之後看我。&lt;br /&gt;我不想從你們眼中讀出落差，更不想面對其他人疑惑的目光。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我是鴕鳥，我一直是。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;而鴕鳥這些年來唯一積極的舉措，換來了很噁爛的記憶。&lt;br /&gt;她很灰心。她以為自己還有做人的潛質，殊不知最後竟連他都這樣看待她。&lt;br /&gt;先是刺蝟，後是鴕鳥，還身兼花痴，她嘆，大概她就是與人無緣吧。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不過啊，她的眼睛她的心，依然在他身上，一直到，她找到另一個人寄存為止。&lt;br /&gt;在那之前，他必須承擔著。&lt;br /&gt;但願這些視線和心，能讓他看得更遠，心裏更感恩。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她乞求的，只能是感恩。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她現在已經不會流淚了。是未到傷心處？還是哀莫大於心死？&lt;br /&gt;反正她的心已好久不曾抽痛。&lt;br /&gt;年少時的沮喪，在她左臂上留下三道淺淺的刀疤，其餘在手腕、大腿上的，已經退色。&lt;br /&gt;再以後的沮喪，不再敢輕嘗流血的滋味了，她長成了一支刺蝟。&lt;br /&gt;再、再以後，不流血，刺也掉光了，於是有了這樣一個保管人，&lt;br /&gt;寄存的是她的淚與笑，希望和惆悵。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;沮喪到了頂，是絕望。&lt;br /&gt;失眠是十一歲的記憶，血是十三歲時流的，刺在二十歲以前掉光，&lt;br /&gt;二十一歲這一年，她把眼睛和心一併放到他身上。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;義無反顧。&lt;br /&gt;義無反顧的當一只鴕鳥。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她已經，不再敢看這個世界了。她的心，只為他而悸動。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;看他，她看得心花怒放，卻也看得心酸。&lt;br /&gt;也許是為他臉上的雨露風霜，也許是為自己的執迷不悟。&lt;br /&gt;也許，只是為那段跨不過的距離。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他說，活著就是一場修行。&lt;br /&gt;她就在想，等她再次修成人的時候，就會把眼睛和心拿回來。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;大概吧。&lt;div 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title='一氣呵成的廢話'/><author><name>Ingrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11775234080943473488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281350062823043945.post-3979223150521870500</id><published>2010-12-27T00:46:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T17:48:20.480-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='裳·妝'/><title type='text'>quick review</title><content type='html'>skin-saving products, as of nov 30:&lt;br /&gt;Shiseido White Lucent Intensive Spot Targeting Serum - the name says it all&lt;br /&gt;Origins Zero Oil Pore Purifying Toner -  I think this is what surpresses the acnes, yet it tends to dry my skin out  &lt;br /&gt;Dr.Hauschka Rose Day Cream light - not moisturising enough (duh, hence "light") but totally soothes redness&lt;br /&gt;Skin79 VIP Gold Super Plus Blemish Balm - very moisturising and gives a glowy finish&lt;br /&gt;Laura Mercier Mineral Powder SPF 15 - i think my skin has improved a lot since i started using this...though i suppose it may not be the best base product for my dry skin BUT at the same time it doesn't accentuate flakiness&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Weil for Origins Mega-Mushroom Face Cream - just a very calming and moisturising face cream, does not cause any breakouts, so far so good&lt;br /&gt;Dermalogica daily exfoliant - best BEST exfoliator ever, leaves skin babily smooth...and i think it kinda "de-clog" pores&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a side note:&lt;br /&gt;i think the Dr. Hauschka Rhythmic Conditioner Sensitive was causing me to break out, or maybe that was when I just started taking the pills...nonetheless i stopped using it and i get less clogged pores around the chin...hmm...still hesistant to get it back in my routine...&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='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281350062823043945.post-5502017782865584766</id><published>2010-12-24T22:26:00.005-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T20:18:13.081-08:00</updated><title type='text'>聖誕，快樂</title><content type='html'>光景漂啊漂，流啊流的，來到第十個聖誕。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;話說十年有多長？在十一歲女孩的概念裏，很長。&lt;br /&gt;十年，是她和他們的距離。十年很長，害她追別人追得很辛苦，常常在夜裏與天花板相對無言。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;可是，十年真的很長嗎？若問二十一歲的鴕鳥，她說，十年太短，短到她來不及留住什麽，它便消逝了。到頭來屈指一算，悲與喜、笑與淚統統失衡。&lt;br /&gt;她虧大了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;呃，大平安夜的，說這不對題。本來嘛，普天同慶的節日，是要快樂的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;祝你聖誕快樂，未來一切都好。&lt;br /&gt;也祝我，早一點找回我的快樂，未來不再賴你為生。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281350062823043945-5502017782865584766?l=ingridism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281350062823043945.post-5587824348417243474</id><published>2010-12-22T20:30:00.010-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T18:03:12.664-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='碎筆'/><title type='text'>當清泉釀成了酒</title><content type='html'>離開那一年，女孩十一歲，正是建立自我形象與自我身份的年齡。&lt;br /&gt;惡作劇的嘲諷與總是格格不入的感覺，成了她心頭一塊最大的陰影，所有不愉快的經歷都被她放大好幾倍。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;數年過去了，女孩變得更加彆扭，無法自在的與任何人相處。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;賠笑，是為了顯得自己不孤單；不交心，是因為她本能的不曾想過要與誰親近。&lt;br /&gt;既自卑又自大如她，當然，也不認為別人會想親近她。&lt;br /&gt;她總是，名單上的最後一個，總是幾對情侶中多出來的人。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她想過要習慣，心，卻不如她所願。&lt;br /&gt;失眠夜，她會告訴自己，雖然這些年總是看人家屁股，但老天待她不薄，&lt;br /&gt;把他放進了她的人生，不是嗎？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這樣一個他，可望不可及的他，如清泉，涓涓慰藉小心靈。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是的，受過傷的女孩長成了一支刺蝟，卻又在傷盡所有人之後，以鴕鳥的姿態存活。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她是笨，想不通爲什麽自己總是被排擠和遺忘。&lt;br /&gt;但她不傻。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所以當看到他嘴巴維持在最完美的弧度，眼裏卻沒半點笑意時，她懂了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他啊他，去過那麽多地方，看過那麽多風景，在花花綠綠的世界裏練就了一身雲淡風輕。&lt;br /&gt;而鴕鳥如她，只能游走在沙漠和草原。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有些情感，刻在心底很深的地方。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她想，如果，我們不曾見面，一切會否如昔？&lt;br /&gt;我仍舊做著我美麗的夢，你繼續朝你的理想邁進。這樣，才是最完美的結局。&lt;br /&gt;然而貪心的她卻把一切搞砸了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她自責書讀得少，原來納蘭性德早就有先見之明了。&lt;br /&gt;人生若只如初見，她卻不一而足。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這，要怪誰呢？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;當清泉釀成了酒，應當淺嚐、淺嚐...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281350062823043945-5587824348417243474?l=ingridism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/feeds/5587824348417243474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post_22.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link 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heaven stays in the distance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the spirit washes off my volition, once and twice, mini hauls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我說，乃們咋那麽美，樣子乃至生活，美滋滋的。為毛我是如此緊綳的乾？&lt;br /&gt;我表示強烈的嫉妒。&lt;br /&gt;可是，除了遙望別人的屁股，我又能做上什麽？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;瓦要買iphone 4，可是到處都沒有貨！我可以更衰一點。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exfoliator中的極品，dermalogica daily microfoliant。用的當下很刺激，用完皮膚被刺激了（溫馨提醒：不要和DDF的Sulfur Therapeutic Mask一起使用），可是效果沒話說。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281350062823043945-6256519243722471610?l=ingridism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/feeds/6256519243722471610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post_19.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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title='羞澀有時來瘋兒有時'/><author><name>Ingrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11775234080943473488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281350062823043945.post-5122982706404646963</id><published>2010-12-13T17:03:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T22:05:58.939-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='城記'/><title type='text'>零碎幾段</title><content type='html'>早晨九點半，街上稀落幾人。我捧著熱咖啡坐在長椅上等同事來開門。&lt;br /&gt;對面高檔家具店裏，幾個西裝男人隨意坐在陳列品上，看似在談公事。&lt;br /&gt;市政廳的工人在掃落葉。&lt;br /&gt;街角個人品牌時裝店的男店員路過。&lt;br /&gt;一個口紅極鮮的中老年女人把mini cooper停在路邊。&lt;br /&gt;半晌見她捧著兩杯咖啡回到車子，拉了一條多不拉多出來，就這樣捧著兩杯咖啡溜了一會兒的狗。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一個白髮男人在我面前走過，笑眯眯的對我說:"sexy"&lt;br /&gt;我在心裏翻了翻白眼，擡頭沖他一笑。&lt;br /&gt;性感個屁！連睫毛都沒刷。&lt;br /&gt;這一區有很多稀奇古怪的人。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那天也是。&lt;br /&gt;兩個看似原住民的男人走進店裏，三步之遙我就聞到一股酒味。&lt;br /&gt;走過去招呼。&lt;br /&gt;兩人披頭散髮，一個明顯處於興奮狀態，拉著木訥的同伴比手划腳的說不停，一時又指著店裏擺設問我是真是假。&lt;br /&gt;我無語站在旁邊。&lt;br /&gt;正當我有一搭沒一搭的回答著他的問題時，門外停了一輛警車，警察帥哥下了車，邊聽當事人描述事發經過，邊篤定的往店裏走來，然後很帥氣的對兩位醉漢說："Hey kids, com'on out"&lt;br /&gt;"Hey guys...why?" 興奮男語帶無辜、鎮靜地反問警察。&lt;br /&gt;"Why? 'Coz you're in trouble." 警察帥哥按了按腰上的裝備。&lt;br /&gt;説時遲，那時快，他一個箭步往前拽住興奮男把他翻身壓在陳列柜上，給他戴上了手銬。&lt;br /&gt;另一位警察來支援，銬住了木訥男。之後，是一連串程序，其間興奮男髒話不斷。&lt;br /&gt;原來興奮男在附近一家咖啡店無故以拳傷人後不顧而去，事主親友報案，警察追至抓人。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;繼之前說過，有路人無端向我發表其“韓國女人”論，我笑而不答。&lt;br /&gt;臨走前說："Nice to know that, but sorry I'm not Korean."&lt;br /&gt;狂人在門外嚷："I knew that. I knew she's Japanese."&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;前幾天又有涉及種族的對話。&lt;br /&gt;兩位白人夫婦帶寄宿在其家的日本留學生逛街。&lt;br /&gt;丈夫問我："Are you Japanese?"&lt;br /&gt;"No."&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, Korean then?"&lt;br /&gt;"No."&lt;br /&gt;"..."&lt;br /&gt;"I'm Chinese."&lt;br /&gt;"Oh but you're Canadian."&lt;br /&gt;"..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281350062823043945-5122982706404646963?l=ingridism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/feeds/5122982706404646963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post_13.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/5122982706404646963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;一切看似不盡相連，一切卻又環環相扣。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我喜歡一件叫trench coat的洋服。把腰帶束得緊緊的，勒出本不顯眼的腰綫。&lt;br /&gt;黑色的馬皮包往肩上一甩，鬆散的頭髮隨意扎在腦後，拖著行李箱大步流星的走。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我說，這叫時尚。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;機場一直是我嚮往的地方。&lt;br /&gt;你懂的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;去的每個城市，都要點上一杯美式咖啡，在一角坐下，看人來人往。&lt;br /&gt;相同的咖啡香，不一樣的風景與人們。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我說，盡情的小資吧！儘管我沒有那個資格。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;偶爾，我在黑暗中數著我和你之間的距離，一年、兩年、三年、四年……&lt;br /&gt;數不出的，還有那些糾結與思念。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;偶爾，我在夜半驚醒，又在一室昏暗中睡去。&lt;br /&gt;伴我入夢的是悔恨與蒼涼。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;關於這一段，我實在沒有太多的華麗詞藻。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281350062823043945-1956763624700923228?l=ingridism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/feeds/1956763624700923228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雜思'/><title type='text'>喃喃</title><content type='html'>從來不知道一個人可以笨成那樣，也夠經典夠絕的了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;花痴是如何煉成的？別的不要，只要一顆不安定的心&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;看電影，武俠港產愛情喜劇，這年頭，好片哪兒去了？&lt;br /&gt;看狄仁傑其實在看劉德華，看劍雨完全被徐熙媛雷倒&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是缺了些什麽營養，總是口腔炎的，眼皮又總是跳，渾身不自在&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;重溫回憶裏美好的東西會讓人嘴角上揚，無形中有股奮力向前沖的力量，只為日後有更多美好的回憶&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281350062823043945-991003803270859737?l=ingridism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/feeds/991003803270859737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post_10.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>最近在看《大江大海一九四九》，才開始看沒幾頁，對内容暫沒感覺，但文風是我喜歡的。於是搜索了下龍應台的其他作品，其中對《親愛的安德烈》很感興趣，豆瓣上的“熱門評論”寫到我心坎裏去。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;　　 二十一岁的时候，我在本城念大学。一个星期回家一次，带回换洗衣服若干，再拎走苹果牙膏卷纸。每天思虑的不过是中午吃什么晚上再吃什么，在大多数的时间里发呆和看电子书。偶尔也会忧虑看不清前方的未来，整夜整夜地睁着眼睛。一大早跑去江边吹风，然后在课堂上昏昏睡去。也曾经一个人旅行，在陌生的城市里拿着一张地图不断地迷路。在荒凉的小镇边搭陌生人的顺风车回市区，紧张得一颗心都要跳出腔子来，并以为这是经历过的最大的传奇。&lt;strong&gt;周围的同学开始埋首工作和考研的事情，写大把的简历或者报大把的培训班，抱怨永远冲突着的复习和实习。而我却有点微妙地游离在这种气氛之外，如同把头使劲埋进沙堆的鸵鸟，宁肯把大把的时间洒在追新番跟读轻小说里，心却早已空虚和畏惧得丧失思考的能力&lt;/strong&gt;。&lt;br /&gt;　　 真治对自己说，不能逃避。世界就要毁灭了，勇敢的少年快去创造奇迹。然而终究是逃不掉的。十四岁的真治还可以塞上耳机呆在电车上不回去，而我早就已经过了二十一岁了。&lt;br /&gt;　　 二十一岁。二十一岁的张爱玲已经写完《倾城之恋》，用文字吞没了整个上海；二十一岁的吴清源在和秀哉名人的对局里首次以三三、星、天元开局，后来被称为“中国流”新布局从此写入历史；二十一岁的贝克汉姆在世界杯预选赛中首次代表国家队出场，以0：3击败摩尔多瓦；二十一岁的比尔.盖茨正式从哈佛退学，和艾伦一起创办了日后的微软帝国。而二十一岁的安德烈也已经在思考生活的意义，&lt;strong&gt;如果生命的败坏本身就是一个残酷而漫长的过程，该在什么时候伸手才能抓住自己的未来&lt;/strong&gt;。&lt;br /&gt;　　 那么，二十一岁的我又在想些什么。&lt;br /&gt;　　 小的时候，总以为自己是独一无二的存在。可是随着年龄的增长，自己的局限和渺小一天比一天显得愈发清晰。直到终于在某一天接受了【我很平庸】这个事实。而以上那些在二十一岁就有着卓越成就的人们都是【天才】。即使再怎么不情愿，我们都得承认天才毕竟是少数人头上才有的光环。这样的比照都只是无稽的，除了让平庸的我们自惭形秽之外体现不出任何意义。 然而即便是不奢求名垂千古流芳百世的人生，却仍是有那么一丁点的不甘心泯然众人。站在学校和社会十字路口上的二十一岁，是再一次认真审视自己人生的契机。如此，便免不了迷惘了，按部就班得如同流水线的生活突然出现了一个岔口，需要用自己的脚来决定方向，而前方亦是迷雾。我该如何选择前进的方向，而自己想要的又是怎样的人生。&lt;br /&gt;　　 已经习惯了父母的荫蔽，被教育只要乖乖念好书就可以了。黄金屋颜如玉千钟粟，永远跟试卷上的分数成正比。高中毕业了考大学，大学没考好就要考好大学的研究生。能出去就出去，不能出去最好念个博士攒着，然后好工作和好收入就呼啦呼啦都涌到你面前来了，嘿，世界多轻易。&lt;br /&gt;　　 做梦。&lt;br /&gt;　　 安德烈在给MM的信中写到：【我的亚洲同学，在我眼里看起来是如此的稚嫩，难道他们的父母亲对他们管得更多、更“保护”有加？我无法想象，但是我看到的是结果。我可以跟你讲一千个例子，但是一两个就够了。有一天约翰和我到学生宿舍去，一推门，看见约翰的香港同学，一对男女朋友，正坐在床沿玩，怎么玩呢？她手上抓着一只小毛熊，他抓一只小毛狗，两人做出“超可爱”的喔喔呜呜声音，推来推去，叽叽咕咕笑个不停，玩了很久，像两个八岁的小孩。但是他们俩都是二十三岁。】&lt;br /&gt;　　 龙应台的回信里并没有正面回答这个问题，只是列举了已经成年了的亚洲孩子们对母亲的依赖，和自己对这种依赖嫉妒却理智的态度。除了东西方教育的文化差异之外，孩子们自身思想的成熟程度，占据了决定性的方面。无论是从身体上还是心灵上，二十一岁毫无疑问都已经完全属于成年人。而“成年人”这三个字所承载的除了能光明正大地看毛片之外，还有更为成熟的，能承受压力的独立自主的态度。在这个年纪能做到经济上独立自主的不在少数，可是这个年纪经济上完全依赖家庭的也绝不在少数。作为它的必要不充分条件，在思想上独立显得尤为重要。&lt;br /&gt;　　 可是&lt;strong&gt;什么才是真正的独立，如何才能做到独立？斩断后路，圆滑思考？想要真正从家庭里毕业，一定还是得【离开】&lt;/strong&gt;。叛逆无非是小孩子的把戏，是对想独立却因缺乏经济基础而无能为力的自己的不满。作为成年人，需要直面更多现实性强烈的问题。在大多数课业都已经完结却尚未离开校园的过渡时期，【未来】这两个字瞬间变得异常地赤裸和尖锐起来。即将到来的角色转换很容易让人陷入迷茫期，更多则抱着船到桥头自然直的心态试图逃避。可是该来的总会来，与其到时候睁着惶恐的眼尖叫不出声，不如直面到底。&lt;br /&gt;　　 从小到大曾经无数次的被问：“你将来想做什么？”不像小时候或许荒谬但是明确的答复，越年长，离【未来】越近，回答起来反而闪烁其词。因为即将步入社会的自己，已经清晰地感受到了现实的压力。做一行怨一行，人们对自己的工作总是不满大过愉悦的。过低的薪酬，过少的休假，激烈的竞争，繁杂的人际，总觉得付出的和得到的画不上等号。那么换一个喜欢的工作吧。可是即使质问自己“我到底想做什么？”会有明确答案的，并不会太多。世界上绝大多数的人们都在碌碌地活着，做着自己不喜欢却有【不得不做】的事情，怨念得按部就班。&lt;br /&gt;　　 有时候干脆自暴自弃：兴趣是兴趣，饭碗是饭碗。做着自己不喜欢的工作维持基本的生活需求，在闲暇的时间再来实现自己的爱好。可是一天二十四个小时，工作八个，睡觉六个。吃饭洗漱上厕所三个，上下班的路上两个，做饭洗衣打扫清洁两个。还不算上抽烟发呆跟充电的时间，剩下来留给自己的寥寥无几。工作在很大程度上覆盖和左右了私人情绪的空间，正因为此，才会为之痛苦。&lt;br /&gt;　　没有什么是不得不做的，那些不过是自己给自己设的一个圈套，乖乖往里面跳是对生活的妥协。在被逼着做这样的妥协之前，是不是应该考虑如何在工作和兴趣之间找到一个平衡点。选择有意义、有时间的工作，而不是被迫谋生。而此刻，需为获得这种选择的权力而努力。&lt;br /&gt;　　所以现下不能迷惘。&lt;br /&gt;　　 夏笳说，女人到二十一岁就老了，但是我希望永远有一种年轻的心态，去从事任何事情，包括写作。我还是没能成为那样的二十一岁，便任由这一段青春年华像整个周围的空气一样，变成羽毛掉落了。即使上帝会发笑，此时再试着去思考，或许也不是一件坏事。&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;雖然張愛玲的《傾城之戀》略帶寒酸，但至少她“完成”了。雖然那些大學生拍照愛擺V講話帶懶音，但至少她們都畢業了，有文憑在手，雖不至於通行無阻，但至少是張入門券。而我呢？二十一年的生命中，卻是連一個“完成”都沒有。我的每天，為著芝麻綠豆的事兒發愁；生活上最擾人的事之一，便是如何滅掉臉上的痘痘。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這樣的二十一歲，如此二十一歲的我，說出來都感到羞愧，無地自容。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;當龍應台得知安德烈申請交換留學不成功，心裏這樣想：“二十一岁的你是否明白，你已经进入了人生竞争的跑道，跑得不够快就会被淘汰？”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;安德烈是否明白我不曉得，但我是再明白不過了。我不懂的是，爲什麽絕大多數人都能蹚過這沼澤，偏巧我是那少數墜落的人之一。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;生命的本身是美好的，然而其過程卻堪稱殘酷磨人。它不僅是一場接一場的淘汰賽，更是一連串自我鬥爭。人生競爭的跑道上，我能聽見身旁疾風呼呼，心越來越怯。都說信者得救，我想，二十一歲的我迫切需要的不是多少瓶上好的粉底液，而是信仰。人活著，無非是信仰支撐，我們在今日耕耘，是因為相信不日會有收穫。試問一個沒有信仰的人，如何不感到迷茫？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281350062823043945-9010362136864742661?l=ingridism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281350062823043945.post-5891959262621081919</id><published>2010-12-08T20:29:00.013-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T00:09:57.859-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='零零星星'/><title type='text'>我談内地網絡用語</title><content type='html'>内地微博熱吹到港臺，先是明星們紛紛開博，連帶兩地市民也跟著使用，一時間微博世界好不熱鬧。我不用微博，原因是生活圈子裏的人也無此習慣，即我開了博也只能與不相識的人相互交流，甚覺沒意思，便無此念頭。不過由於素來有溜達内地討論區的習慣，因此對源自内地或流行于内地的網絡用語並不陌生。深感内地網絡用語之精辟，絕不輸粵語的俚語，特在此分享一些常見常用的詞彙，讓港臺博客織起脖來更得心應手、手到拿來。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;其實内地的網絡用語大致分爲五大類：拼音的縮寫、會意詞、諧音、影視劇裏的經典詞句，以及曾在論壇上引起廣泛關注的詞句。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;首先來看看拼音的縮寫。要靈活使用這一類的用語並不困難，只需懂得幾個普遍的便通行了。此類常見的用語包括：mm，到底最初指的是“妹妹”還是“美眉”我也搞不清楚，反正mm就是mei mei的縮寫；由此衍生出gg（哥哥）和jj（姐姐）。MS和BS這兩個也是比較常用的，前者是貌似（mao si)的縮寫，後者為鄙視（bi shi）的縮寫。粗言穢語有：BT（變態）、NC（腦殘）、NND（奶奶的）、TMD（他媽的）。如果你溜達討論區，也會留意到LZ、LS和SF三字，分別指的是樓主（lou zhu）、樓上（lou shang）以及沙發（sha fa）。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;説到這仨字，必須解釋一下何謂“樓”，“沙發”、“板凳”、“地板”，又是啥意思。一般而言，說在討論區發帖子，可稱之爲“建樓”，言則發帖者便是“樓主”。帖子裏以發帖者後的第一則留言為一樓，第二則為二樓，如此類推。如是當在回應上一則留言時，可稱留言者為“樓上”的；當蓄意或無意偏離帖子主體時，便是“歪樓”了。至於“沙發”，是第一個回帖者，板凳為二，地板為三，按舒適程度排列，很可愛吧。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;以下來談談會意詞。剛才說到“歪樓”，是例子之一。試想若把帖子比喻成一棟樓，那麽跟帖人在帖子裏跑題了，是否形同把樓給歪了呢？正是“歪樓”的由來。“雷人”同，泛指某事讓人有被雷劈般的震撼，無語，乃至無法接受。“路過”也就是字面上的意思；“打醬油”比較複雜，它意同“路過”，卻多了一層負面的情緒，有點“事不關己，高高掛起”那意思。確切而言，“打醬油”者有“作壁上觀”的心態。會意詞最多便是動詞，包括“暈”（用於令人莫名其妙、受不了的人事或局面）、“倒”（絕倒、佩服，無語、無奈）、“抓狂”（受刺激而瀕臨瘋狂）、“汗”（尷尬、發窘乃至鬱悶）。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;第三類為諧音，也是港臺人最爲熟悉一類。最廣爲人知的字詞有：童鞋（同學）、筒子（同志）、河蟹（和諧）。其他有：稀飯（喜歡）、表（不要）、偶/俺（我）、乃（你）、為毛（爲什麽）、介（這）、滴（的）、口年（可憐）等等，數不勝數。比較新的諧音字還有：油菜（有才）、鴨梨（壓力）、神馬（什麽）、雞凍（激動），少不得近些時候流行的“杯具”（悲劇）、洗具（喜劇）和“餐具”（慘劇）。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最後兩類涵蓋源自影視劇或論壇的經典詞句，流行之時或遲或早。舉凡xx男或xx女、xx族、xx後的，一般都源于論壇，而特別源于内地的有剩男剩女，意即“剩”下來沒有伴侶的男女（後者意同台日裏的“敗犬”）；白骨精也是一個，指的是白領中骨幹級的精英女強人，很強悍。“厚道”（源自電影《手機》裏“做人要厚道”一句）；“pia pia的”（源自春晚小品《不差錢》小瀋陽的口頭禪）。還有一些涉及其他族群，如網絡小説、動漫等，在這裡便不詳述之。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在這個資訊發達的時代，溝通方式早已跳脫紙筆的限制，信息發放的媒體也已然從單向成爲互動。在國外，很多網絡平臺的名稱現在都是一個動詞了，例如msn，google和tweet，人們會說：MSN me when you're done tweeting about what you have googled. 在中國，人們也會說“百度一下”，更多的是聽到人們把網絡上的流行用語套用在平常對話中，如“暈啊”、“我倒”等；反過來亦看到内地人流行把詞彙“舊瓶新裝”，如“狗血”，源于梨園行“灑狗血”，指演員表演做作、過火、失分寸，現在我們說“這劇情很‘狗血’”，指的就是劇情做作；還有“打醬油”，傳統解釋為古時候人們拿空瓶子到店鋪盛醬油，要多少店家便給多少，後衍生成“純粹路過，無意見發表”的意思。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;其實不論源自那個地方，網絡用語作爲一種新的溝通方式正日漸完整，乃至可謂是一種新的語言，不知將來會否有一二字被納入辭典字庫裏。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281350062823043945-5891959262621081919?l=ingridism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/feeds/5891959262621081919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post_08.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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最近在看《六宮》，輕輕松松，送飯不錯&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 那些人，那些事，煙消雲散；眼前人，眼前事，霧裏看花&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 8 more weeks, can miracles blossom?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 好久不進Aritzia，前天路過進去逛了下，還是第一次去新址，更高（格）調了。她家一向中上路綫，隨手抄起價錢牌，比上次看還要貴，傻眼，感嘆溫哥華的人真是有錢。說實話，還不都是made in China，怪只怪我們活在品牌化的時代。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 老闆回來了，上班真痛苦，本來麽，俺就不是做sales的料&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 1號看完Dr Ngai，昨天去看Dr Cheng。4點15的appointment，遲到10分鐘，等了20分鐘，其間醫師一間房一間房的接著看過來，進來以後跟我聊了15分鐘，一如以往，當知道我已經另外看了別的醫生時，他又開始blah blah blah的說他的prescription如何的不咋，copy cat of his years back云云，說得我渾身不自在，好像我做多大個錯的決定，明明是你上個禮拜約滿了阿。不過醫師有一句話說得很對，我應該早看醫生的，I waited too long。接著又等了20分鐘，然後打針過程才5分鐘。哎喲，皮膚科醫生真~好~賺！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 蘇仙森拿影帝了！雖然只是澳門電影節，不過是個好的開始，我等著看他在家鄉的臺上拿下金馬影帝，不過可不要再找小S來主持了，別讓低俗文化渲染了電影頒獎典禮。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281350062823043945-4760077270207249210?l=ingridism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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on moist face)&lt;br /&gt;- Origins Zero Oil Pore Purifying Toner (dec. 1)&lt;br /&gt;- Shiseido White Lucent Intensive Spot Targeting Serum (oct. 13)&lt;br /&gt;- Dr.Hauschka Rose Day Cream light (nov. 30) + new-skin Scar Therapy&lt;br /&gt;- Neutrogena Ultra Sheer Dry-Touch Sunblock SPF 45&lt;br /&gt;- Nars Makeup Primer (nov 30)&lt;br /&gt;- Skin79 VIP Gold Super Plus Beblesh Balm (half a pump) + Diorskin Nude Natural Glow Hydrating Makeup SPF 10 (in Peach 023)&lt;br /&gt;- Laura Mercier Mineral Powder SPF 15 (in Real Sand, dec. 3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.M.&lt;br /&gt;- Doxycycline x1 (dec. 1)&lt;br /&gt;- Neutrogena Oil-free Eye Makeup Remover&lt;br /&gt;- Shu uemura White Recovery Brightening Cleansing Oil Advanced Formula&lt;br /&gt;- Neutrogena Nourishing Cream Cleanser - Night Calming w/ Clarisonic (changed to delicate brushhead)&lt;br /&gt;- Origins Checks &amp; Balances face wash &lt;br /&gt;or Shiseido White Lucent Brightening Cleansing Foam (nov 24)&lt;br /&gt;- Natural Beauty Skin Care Organic Rose Water (spray on moist face)&lt;br /&gt;- Origins Zero Oil Pore Purifying Toner&lt;br /&gt;- Shiseido White Lucent Brightening Serum &lt;br /&gt;- Dr. Hauschka Rhythmic Conditioner Sensitive (nov 29)&lt;br /&gt;- Dr. Weil for Origins Mega-Mushroom Face Cream (dec. 1) + new-skin Scar Therapy&lt;br /&gt;- Differin XP Gel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;treatments:&lt;br /&gt;- Mario Badescu Silver Powder&lt;br /&gt;- Origins Modern Friction&lt;br /&gt;- Queen Helene Masque Mint Julep &lt;br /&gt;- My Beauty Diary Masks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;diet-wise&lt;br /&gt;- WATER!!&lt;br /&gt;- 1 tall Americano per day&lt;br /&gt;- oatmeal for breakfast&lt;br /&gt;- almonds for lunch&lt;br /&gt;- Max Vege or 五青汁 as snack&lt;br /&gt;- tomato + enokitake + seaweed-mix soup for dinner&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281350062823043945-6799886488772531049?l=ingridism.blogspot.com' alt='' 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silver powder和control cream的簡短用後感：&lt;br /&gt;前三者是這個牌子的皇牌產品，其中尤以drying cream效果最佳。drying cream的顔色和濃稠度有點類似於Laneige的Pore Pore Clear Wash Off Pack，適用於表層暗瘡，只需要一綠豆點用量便可對付一大片痘痘。我個人覺得它對白頭，下巴、嘴角和鼻翼周邊那種看不大見，摸起來像疙瘩的“隱形”白頭（油脂粒的一種？）最有效，持續使用一段時間後，果見那些位置的白頭減少了。不過drying cream顧名思義是要把皮膚底下的油質吸乾，但同時也把皮膚的水分都吸走，導致長期使用下來乾到脫皮。drying lotion則專用於粉刺白頭，雖然不至於一晚見效，但肯定能加快其愈合的速度。至於buffering lotion，因爲我比較少紅腫性的痘痘，所以比較不常用。它是液體狀的，拿棉花棒用起來感覺產品都被棉花吸乾，我一般直接用手指塗抹在患處，一般過幾天便見消腫。silver powder則是白色粉狀，用法是先把化妝棉沾濕，讓白粉依附在化妝棉，然後向一個方向塗抹於臉上，十分鐘後用沾過化妝水或收縮水的化妝棉擦掉。一周使用兩次，“有效清除Ｔ字位及下巴的黑頭及毛孔內的污垢，更有吸油功效，減少油脂粒出現”。最後是control cream，想要去紅，可是效果不如預期，不推。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281350062823043945-5609035245912289019?l=ingridism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/feeds/5609035245912289019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-post_30.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/5609035245912289019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/5609035245912289019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-post_30.html' title='最近'/><author><name>Ingrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11775234080943473488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281350062823043945.post-5004807378745590295</id><published>2010-11-28T22:07:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T22:12:42.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'>erghh...</title><content type='html'>out of control again...and&lt;br /&gt;i'm running out of time&lt;br /&gt;ergh...what to do what to do!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281350062823043945-5004807378745590295?l=ingridism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/5004807378745590295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/5004807378745590295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2010/11/erghh.html' title='erghh...'/><author><name>Ingrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11775234080943473488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281350062823043945.post-5476011144263981200</id><published>2010-11-21T19:22:00.007-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T20:17:02.773-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雜思'/><title type='text'>無題</title><content type='html'>我就是喜歡在傷口上撒鹽，越疼越是刺激。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我戒不掉對你的思念，你填滿了我的記憶體，卻讓我的腦容量變得更少。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;天是這樣的藍，雲是這樣的白。閉眼沐浴在冬日的陽光下，一切變得空靈，而這時候如果面前有條時光隧道，我會毫不猶豫地鑽進去。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;昨天坐公車回家，對座坐著兩個香港人（除了衣著，從口音也能分辨出哪些是FOB哪些不是，前者明顯帶有很重的懶音，講話特別"lur"）。從她們的對話中，我仿佛看到幾乎從記憶中消失的地與事（像是7-11的雜誌架，還有茶餐廳的早餐），然後驚覺，原來“香港”已經離我這麽遠了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;某程度上，我是個無根人，made in Hong Kong, deterioated in Vancouver, 從沒有特別眷戀某座城市，更別說對哪裏有歸屬感，但是我知道，心安處即是家。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;近些年，我與自己獨處的時間越來越多。偶爾我在孤單中品味寂寞。只是一個人的時候，往往閉上眼睛就會看見自己，那樣赤裸裸的荼毒心靈。於是更多的時候，我選擇跳脫肉體，拔掉思路，讓時間如幹勁，點滴流逝於無影無息。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281350062823043945-5476011144263981200?l=ingridism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/feeds/5476011144263981200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-post_21.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/5476011144263981200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/5476011144263981200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-post_21.html' title='無題'/><author><name>Ingrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11775234080943473488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' 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href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGut9ThldEQ/TOilrlSHptI/AAAAAAAABbM/jsUR562t7yU/s1600/DSC02066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541861509640464082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGut9ThldEQ/TOilrlSHptI/AAAAAAAABbM/jsUR562t7yU/s400/DSC02066.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGut9ThldEQ/TOilsEIYU5I/AAAAAAAABbc/otRFP52MN3w/s1600/DSC02068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541861517921112978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGut9ThldEQ/TOilsEIYU5I/AAAAAAAABbc/otRFP52MN3w/s400/DSC02068.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541861900901064178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGut9ThldEQ/TOimCW16nfI/AAAAAAAABbk/t8D-hB0wCG4/s320/DSC02071.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A quick note on my current skin condition. My skin at the moment is dehydrated and sensitive. I have a feeling that it's the murad acne complex kit that is drying my skin out. I have been using the face wash day and night religiously, the lotion which I used day and night during the summer and now that the season's changed I only use it in the morning before I apply the MB control cream and prior to the aveeno moisturiser with SPF then I go on with makeup and stuff. As for the exfoliating gel, I use it ocassionally, and when I do use it it goes after the murad essential C serum/before my moisturiser. My current night cream is the olay regenerist night recovery which I have heard of from Jen of &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/frmheadtotoe#g/u"&gt;frmheatotoe&lt;/a&gt; in her skincare routine video. She seemed quite happy with it and so I picked it up when shoppers had a promotion with the whole line. So far I am not a fan of the product. It does have a heavy scent to it which to me it smells like oldy lady perfume, and it kind of reminds of my mom when she was still a office lady back in HK (not that she uses olay products). The reason I am not too fond of the product simply beause it is not moisturising enough. In fact my skin is been too dry that even a night cream alone is not cutting it, I need something more heavy (but not necessarily thick in texture) in terms of moistening and soothing effects as opposed to treating acnes overnight. Now I did get a sample of the ole henriksen truth serum from sephora which everybody raves about. I have incorporated that in my night time skin regime and will see how that goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As desperate as I am to get my skin back to normal before I go back to Shanghai for CNY (a little background info about my skin is that I have broken out a lot when I started planning my trip to NYC due to stress and lack of sleep. It has worsened after the trip because since then my biological clock was completely off, also because of weather transition. All in all, my skin has just gone out of control and I am still dealing with baby zits and blemishes. So along with all that ugly stuff, acne scarring is another problem. To combat those, I literally picked up the New-Skin Scar Therapy at the first aid section at a drugstore. How I have been using it is I mix it with my moisturiser and kind of just rub/pat into my skin and let it sit for a minute. Just today, I bought the shiseido cleansing foam and serum from their white lucent line. The cleanser I have heard positive and negative reviews on, nevertheless, I thought I'd give it a try despite having super dry skin just because I really want to get those pigmentation off my face as quickly as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, back to the murad kit. The last product that comes with it is the spot treatment. And no I did not save the best for last. Fist off, I was not too fond of the formula itself. As far as spot treatment goes, for me the texture is not so much of a concern long as the product itself is effective because I know I would be using it at night anyways. However, the problem with murad's spot treatment is not that it's "liquidy", but that it doesn't "stick" to the affected area being applied on, let alone blending the product into my skin (well in that sense I guess the texture does matter).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, come to think of it, I also suspect that I am using the clarisonic too often, as well as the mario badescu products (drying cream and drying lotion). My skin just wouldn't tolerate them anymore. It is too dry to the point that during the day when I smile I can feel my skin tightens, which is not pleasant at all...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281350062823043945-7792168558914226120?l=ingridism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/feeds/7792168558914226120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-post_20.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/7792168558914226120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/7792168558914226120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-post_20.html' title='雪景/skincare updates'/><author><name>Ingrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11775234080943473488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGut9ThldEQ/TOilrxFzqkI/AAAAAAAABbU/n73Yo4qZKI8/s72-c/DSC02067.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281350062823043945.post-205983208448091840</id><published>2010-11-19T20:43:00.008-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T22:05:58.813-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='城記'/><title type='text'>一夜之間白了頭</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGut9ThldEQ/TOdZxRoyoWI/AAAAAAAABbE/rs68hXHSzeU/s1600/DSC02065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541496569585639778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGut9ThldEQ/TOdZxRoyoWI/AAAAAAAABbE/rs68hXHSzeU/s400/DSC02065.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 大溫地區周末降濕雪機會有六成&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;見過太多風景，不再輕易挑起熱情，有這樣的人，也有這樣的我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;愛上一個不回家的人；愛上一個不回頭的人；愛上一個不低頭的人...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人生如若初見，有些東西，可一不可再，否則終究是要失望的&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;問世閒情是何物，直叫人生死相許&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我抵擋不住回家過年的誘惑，我想我真的要回家過年了...我...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;重回那些地方，重溫那段時光&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這幾年我過得太虛了，人不踏實，做什麽都得過且過，就連過日子也如此，但這不是我回家的藉口。事實是，我真的想家...眼看身邊的人都在明確而積極的向著目標前進，有時候我真的覺得：“我到底在幹嗎，未來在哪裏？”，從眺望到無望，從歇斯底里到“算了我去睡覺”...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;放棄和執著都不容易，回頭或繼續都要無悔；過河的卒子，拚命的水手...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281350062823043945-205983208448091840?l=ingridism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGut9ThldEQ/TOdZxRoyoWI/AAAAAAAABbE/rs68hXHSzeU/s72-c/DSC02065.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281350062823043945.post-3060368885867082240</id><published>2010-11-17T01:01:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T20:16:31.370-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雜思'/><title type='text'>無題</title><content type='html'>空氣是乾冷的，那表示，下雪的機率頗高。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我要你知道，在這個世界上總有一個人是等著你的，不管在什麼時候，不管在什麼地方，反正你知道，總有這麼個人。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;從中山西路的老洋房，到衡山路到石庫門到外灘，每個角落都散發出那種上海獨有的氣息，無時不刻在挑逗著我骨子裡的舊上海情結。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;蠢蠢欲動，回？不回？起起伏伏，舉棋不定。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;圓月下的久別重逢，細雨中白色連衣裙，淡淡的，如同那段時光，卻滲透人心。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281350062823043945-3060368885867082240?l=ingridism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281350062823043945.post-798580317479665973</id><published>2010-11-15T19:18:00.007-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T19:57:21.233-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A.'/><title type='text'>機場蘇</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="640" height="360"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://share.vrs.sohu.com/179181/v.swf"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed width="525" height="360"  auto="false" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" quality="high" src="http://share.vrs.sohu.com/179181/v.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"/&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;算了，俺去北京機場常駐好了，咋那麽滴帥膩？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281350062823043945.post-4003008202293252229</id><published>2010-11-14T22:28:00.007-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T20:18:12.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'>想不開/隨拍</title><content type='html'>有時候，做夢都想重來一遍。如果可以，我會藏得更好。本來，這就是一個只有我自己知道的秘密，只是到了你的眼皮子底下，一切都無所遁形。於是我慌了，而人在慌亂之中最容易發癡，做盡最愚蠢的行為。你可能看習慣了，一笑置之。更可能，你臉上是微笑，心裏在恥笑。就是因爲這樣，我才不能輕易原諒自己，爲什麽在一切都看似完美的時候，竟然把持不住，導致功虧一簣。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;穿和服的金髮女人&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGut9ThldEQ/TODXzZQtIQI/AAAAAAAABas/I3wO20bny0I/s1600/DSC02050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539664819619963138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGut9ThldEQ/TODXzZQtIQI/AAAAAAAABas/I3wO20bny0I/s400/DSC02050.JPG" 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Uniqlo等等我平時愛逛的商店，還有Sephora，我簡直就要哭了，重點不是我家附近終于有大型商場了，而是看著上海不斷優化，我莫名的感動...還是那句話，我要回上海啊~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281350062823043945-4003008202293252229?l=ingridism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/feeds/4003008202293252229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-post_6192.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/4003008202293252229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/4003008202293252229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-post_6192.html' title='想不開/隨拍'/><author><name>Ingrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11775234080943473488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGut9ThldEQ/TODXzZQtIQI/AAAAAAAABas/I3wO20bny0I/s72-c/DSC02050.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281350062823043945.post-3186419827206159940</id><published>2010-11-14T07:52:00.007-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T20:18:12.801-08:00</updated><title type='text'>舊作</title><content type='html'>西湖旁一家茶坊，依山傍水而建，門面一塊鑲金邊的黑匾上端正寫著「月滿 西樓」四個字。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 午後，茶坊底層幾桌食客，雖不比春夏時節般客似雲來，倒也不算十分冷清。靠門口的一間雅座裡，揚州八大總商雜坐在幾張八仙桌旁，三三兩兩的小聲議論。這些人平時各據一方，看似各自為黨，實際上相互之間通聲通氣、間有照應。他們都是財雄勢大的鹽商，因為實力雄厚、信譽良好而被選為總商，負責為鹽運使衙門向各路鹽商徵收鹽課，因此與官府關係也最為密切。今天他們應「皇商」五爺的邀筵聚在這兒，合著誰心裡都清楚——「皇商」是假的，所謂五爺指的就是當今五皇子榮親王爺，勞駕到王爺親自筵席，正正是那句：筵無好筵，會無好會。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 突然外頭有人嚷「五爺到」，便聽鹽商們一陣騷動。「五爺來了...」，衆人急忙起身迎接：「快！快去迎上。」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 一行人走到門口分兩旁一字排開。眼見身著淺杏色長袍、石青色馬褂的永琪至暖轎下來，上前免了眾人行禮，微笑道：「讓各位總商跑這一趟實在抱歉了，今天我請客，與大家談談賑濟事宜。」說罷走進茶樓。穆爾莫接著道：「各位爺樓上請。」眾鹽商一聽，有關籌錢的，再看穆爾莫身後跟著鹽運使柳天啟，皆面面相覷，但眼下只能亦步亦趨地跟上。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 二樓的雅座被打通成一間大廳，面湖臨窗的位置擺了一張圓桌，桌上擺著四葷二素和一鍋羹湯，抬中央的主菜是極負盛名的三套鴨，另有十數樣小巧精緻的小吃圍在外頭。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 眾人依次入席坐定好後，永琪替自己倒滿茶，環視一圈，嘴角上揚，道：「今天筵這席菲酌，是想向各位籌點銀兩，買糧賑濟的。近年饑荒情況日催嚴峻，單是揚州的饑民便以萬計，都說揚州鹽商富甲天下，想必也體恤民間疾苦，」說罷端起茶杯，道：「我已戒酒，就以茶代酒先干了。」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 「哎呀，五爺，您怎麼這麼說呢？我們揚州八大總商一向都有向朝廷捐輸和報效，今年饑荒自然也不例外了。」一個蓄兩撇鬍的黃姓總商賠笑說道，他心裡納悶，怎麼勞動親王爺籌糧賑濟？&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 「對啊，而且去年十月官府頒了令下來，在鹽道設關卡征路橋稅了嘛。」一個年紀較輕的總商又說，言外之意是指鹽稅越來越重，鹽商們都吃不消了，用那龐大的鹽課賑濟就得了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 席上的人聽著更不自在了，皆在心裡嘀咕著，這老陳的大公子怎麼這麼沉不住？其實，鹽商們捐輸、進貢是有的，可是要經管鹽務的官吏。鹽商求行銷方便、鹽官為瓜分利潤，可以說是業內約定俗成，可這話說不得啊。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 果然，永琪視線掃過去，徐徐道：「是麼？這就奇了，我讓戶部調來揚州的鹽務帳簿，沒發現鹽課有相對的增長，倒是鹽引批得很快。方才與鹽運使問起這事，他說沒看過有這條憲令的記錄。」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 聽到永琪這樣說，揚州最大鹽商，也是八大總商之首的江衍心裡一個激靈。榮親王是出了名的笑面虎，去年不動聲色的參了四阿哥一腳，今兒個貿然筵席，估計是知道那道徵稅的憲令被抽了起來，現在來個打驢驚馬。江衍看了看對座的柳天啟，更加確定自己的想法。他心裏琢磨：不是出不起這點銀子，只是在榮親王這兒認捐，不是往他臉上貼金，同時砸了八爺的面子麼？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 恰巧這時穆爾莫進來，在永琪耳邊說了幾句，又退到一旁。只見永琪眼色凜然，沉聲讓穆爾莫把人帶進來。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 「揚州知府馮亮見過五爺。」被永琪的長隨押解進來的人說著打了個千兒。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 「柳天啟，你就問問他，徵稅的憲令是怎麼回事吧。」永琪道。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 柳天啟戰戰兢兢地站起身，抱拳諾諾說是，結結巴巴地問道：「馮知府，去年十月朝廷頒了一道憲令下來要...要各路鹽道設上關卡，徵收鹽車鹽船的...路橋稅，你怎麼沒、沒有執行？」按等級，鹽運使的官位要比知府高上一品，可是馮亮是八阿哥的門人，面對來頭如此之大的人，柳天啟也難免沒了底氣。天下無人不知，八阿哥的額娘慧賢皇貴妃高佳氏生前是乾隆的寵妃，乾隆即位後不出一個月就被封為貴妃，地位僅次於孝賢皇后富察氏。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 「這...這...五爺，您這憲令一下來，奴才京裡本主八爺就來報，要奴才把去年的鹽課結算了送進去，奴才當時想，去年初提引銀漲價了，鹽運地面稅又早收過了，要是再加稅，怕會引起民怨，所以...所以才斗膽把憲令緩了下來。奴...奴才這是替五爺體恤民困啊！」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 永琪陰著臉冷哼了一聲，起身踱步走到馮亮跟前。馮亮面向地面，看不到永琪的表情，只覺得有股無形的壓迫感籠罩四周。半晌才聽見永琪不疾不徐地說道：「我說，八弟和我，都是皇阿瑪的兒子，皆願蒼生俱飽暖，本來路橋稅納得之費用便要買糧用以賑濟百姓，而你竟然罔顧憲令，還右一個本主、左一個八爺，言下之意是在挑撥離間，致使我們兄弟鬩牆？」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 「奴、奴才不敢...」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 「你已經敢了，」永琪冷冷地說道，「穆爾莫！」穆爾莫應聲道：「奴才在！」他深知主子臉色越冷，心裡的怒火就越旺。永琪瞅著馮亮，接著道：「我諒你這官位得來不易，且不撤掉，但你說是八弟的奴才，合著也就是我的奴才。好比穆爾莫得罪了八弟，自然得由八弟處置，反過來亦是同理，對不？」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 「是！」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 「很好，」永琪嘴笑眼不笑地道，「——穆爾莫，按家法辦他！」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 「五爺...」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 穆爾莫不容馮亮求情，大步上前，刷地摘掉馮亮的官帽，再揪著他的衣襟把他拎了起來。這時候隨從已經弄來了一張條凳和木杖，穆爾莫把馮亮按趴下去，命人仗打三十。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 江衍見狀，暗地鬆了口氣，卻還是被這場打屢驚馬嚇得不輕。他賠笑道：「五爺，小的也認為眼下賑濟刻不容緩，糧錢是多多益善啊。還請五爺劃個章程，小的首先認捐二十萬白銀。」其他總商唯恐蝕把米似的都紛紛認捐了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 如此這般，接下去一頓飯吃得食不知味，眾人有一搭、沒一搭的聊著，聊這場雪、聊三套鴨。一直到將近掌燈時分，廳裡傳來一聲「送客」，一眾鹽商哈腰依次辭出，由穆爾莫領著送到門口，這場鴻門宴才算結束了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 「想說什麼就說吧，憋了半天當心憋出病來。」永琪呷了口溫熱的濃茶，瞅了一眼至門外返回的穆爾莫，悠哉的問道。方纔他不經意看出窗外，藉著月光，只見西湖湖面結冰、岸邊柳樹鋪滿雪，白茫茫如糖衣似的，別有一番風貌。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 可惜了，如此雅致的茶樓拿來談公事實在有點浪費，哪天帶小燕子和南兒來這兒吃飯、賞雪，那才叫人生無憾。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 「爺還是別喝太多濃茶好。」穆爾莫見主子半晝議事下來淨是喝茶，還是味極濃的普洱，要提神也不是這般玩命法，無疑茶是上好的茶，越陳越香，可喝多了，失眠事少，沒準一會兒要犯胃病了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 永琪挑挑眉，奇了，敢情就為這個？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 穆爾莫接著說：「爺今天從那幫總商那兒斂了筆大財，真是解恨啊！」這些鹽商稅繳得最多、進貢也最多，怕實際上被他們吃掉的更多。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 「這『斂』字用得不大恰當吧，我這是「從哪兒來，還哪兒去」。」說罷想起往事，苦澀一笑。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 「揚州繁華以鹽盛，所謂鹽船楊帆而去，白銀源源而來，這鹽啊，注定是暴利的產業了。」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 「鹽商視地方官為護符，而地方官以他們為利藪，官商勾結，遂致鹽價上升，自然私鹽猖獗。」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 「怪了，鹽業賄賂成風，這個柳天啟怎麼就一報奏到朝廷那兒去了呢，該不會是索賄不遂吧。」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 「是新上任的兩淮鹽政奏報的。聽皇阿瑪說，爲人挺樸實，是個清官罷了。」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 「怪不得。不知道八阿哥爺把錢庫的錢調了出來賑濟會有什麼反應？」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 永琪臉色一沉，握著茶杯的手收緊。他嘴角吊著輕蔑的冷笑，道：「哼，他必然知道我奉旨查辦私鹽，斷不會這麼笨，留下什麽綫索。」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 「對了，派人傳個口訊給糧道宋志遠，叫他明天過來，說是關於糧錢的事情。」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 「爺怎麼叫上宋大人了？」穆爾莫想，該不會是想連徵糧的事也要管吧，原以為爺只是打驢驚馬？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 「就是你想的那樣。」今天早上差人快馬趕在過年前上奏給皇阿瑪的信上就寫著的：「...自京城一路南行，沿路見饑民眾多，步入揚州始知饑民以萬計，加之連場風雪導致江蘇省多個村落斷糧斷菜，兒臣深感徵糧之事乃當務之急，懇求皇阿瑪准了兒臣留在揚州以著手處理...」其實永琪想過，要以巡查鹽務一份差事估計皇上並不會准他延後返京，畢竟元旦是大節，王公百官都要進宮朝賀，而他身為親王更是要進宴桌八席，若然自薦督促徵糧事宜，「雙管齊下」，留下的理由便十分充分。事實上，眼見饑荒的情況日漸惡劣，他也憂心忡忡。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 正想著，突然叫住欲轉頭找人上糧道司府通報的穆爾莫，道：「慢著，就說明天我到他府上談去，省得他跑來跑去。」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 「還是請他到這兒吧，夠清靜的，爺無謂跑這一趟。」&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 「無妨，順道去藥鋪子繞一圈。」說罷淡然一笑，起身下樓。不管他有多遺憾，沈孟樵的的確確照顧過小燕子和南兒。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 「恐怕會大夫是正事，找糧道司才是順道的吧。」穆爾莫打笑說道，跟上主子，邊走邊回頭向長隨交待糧道司的事。一行人步出茶樓。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 「都不完全是正事。」永琪走出門口，看見殘陽映得天邊一片絳紅，驀然想起年前與和尚的一席話，神色染上一絲惋惜。今年的冬天似乎比往年都要溫暖，就不知道明年的會不會比今年又更暖一些。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 「餓了，回客棧吧。」上了暖轎，永琪的聲音隔著厚簾傳來，聽不出是雀躍還是悲傷。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;————————————————&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;清穿那部卡得很死，主要是自己的功底太淺，這會兒把一年前的舊作翻出來，想看看有沒有可續性...其實是，最近有不少感悟；慶幸有那些人，讓我雖然停滯不前，卻不至於比別人落後太多，更慶幸父母在日子最艱難的時候依然給了我最好的，在我得以沒有内憂外患，一心一意的“坐井觀天”。我知道人生中這個階段將不復，若不好加利用，將來必會後悔...我想，看書寫書都一樣，心要靜，無二想，才能看出精華，才能寫得精粹。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281350062823043945-3186419827206159940?l=ingridism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/feeds/3186419827206159940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-post_14.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/3186419827206159940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/3186419827206159940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-post_14.html' title='舊作'/><author><name>Ingrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11775234080943473488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281350062823043945.post-4147322809521491064</id><published>2010-11-08T01:23:00.005-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T20:18:12.949-08:00</updated><title type='text'>老年痴呆</title><content type='html'>媽說，外婆得老年痴呆症了，邊說邊抽泣，我無從安慰起。她說以後外公外婆打電話來時態度要好一點，多和他們說話，因爲不知道以後她還會不會記得我們。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她說完這一句，我腦子轟的一下，頓時啞吧了。我算是外公外婆帶大的，因爲是長孫，兩老特別寵愛我，而小時候的我也確實屬於乖巧懂事的那種，特別早熟，特別有自律。 只是一別十年，他們在年輪中老去，我在青春中打滾，當中彼此錯過了太多。我拼命讓他們知道，我早已不是小時候那個我，可是老人家思想根深蒂固，老覺得我很好，我說，我不好，一點都不好，他們說，你好，你乖巧懂事，最讓人放心。有時候我甚至會急得跟他們吵起來，人家說，報喜不報憂，我偏偏挑憂的來報，就為了“證實”給他們看我過得一敗塗地。反正到了最後，我放棄了，索性不接他們的電話。不是怕他們失望，而是自私的，我怕我自己失望，也是心虛的。我怕他們口中的我對照現實生活的我，那個令人不安的落差。但是我知道，這不是誰的錯，很可能，這只是一個過程，一個逐漸失去的過程...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;來不及了，好多東西一直在我身邊，我卻總是不上心、沒在意，等到它們不再屬於我了，我才恍然大悟，驚覺原來“珍惜”不是你知道一樣東西的存在，然後守著它，不讓它溜走。不是的，珍惜是，你知道它的存在，然後你牢牢的抓緊它。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;老年痴呆症，是不是就像電視劇演的那樣，會走失迷路，剛發生過的事情轉頭即忘，會忘記自己的親友，會出現嚴重的語言障礙，甚至逐步喪失行走能力...我幾乎不敢相信，前年我還天天和她喝早茶來著，再過兩年會是怎麽一番光景，誰都無法想象。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;生離死別，原來離我們那麽近。我想珍惜，然而我卻沒有勇氣往前走一步。真的，我該拿什麽來拯救你——我的美麗與哀愁？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281350062823043945-4147322809521491064?l=ingridism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/feeds/4147322809521491064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-post_08.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/4147322809521491064'/><link rel='self' 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href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGut9ThldEQ/TNcVCYw8uDI/AAAAAAAABak/mJCtnj5LLJk/s1600/DSC02026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536917397626992690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGut9ThldEQ/TNcVCYw8uDI/AAAAAAAABak/mJCtnj5LLJk/s400/DSC02026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;彩虹&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGut9ThldEQ/TNcUx3FmSiI/AAAAAAAABaM/4AGpySSmGW4/s1600/DSC02030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536917113708890658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGut9ThldEQ/TNcUx3FmSiI/AAAAAAAABaM/4AGpySSmGW4/s400/DSC02030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;落葉如雪&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;還剩八個星期，我該拿什麽來拯救你？ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;我的美麗與哀愁。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGut9ThldEQ/TNYXR7y-1_I/AAAAAAAABaE/o2B0rWgmvbQ/s400/DSC02033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A is for Americano, Alec, Alexander Wang, and the list goes on to Z for ZARA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281350062823043945-3000917150496733092?l=ingridism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/feeds/3000917150496733092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2010/11/for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/3000917150496733092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/3000917150496733092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2010/11/for.html' title='A for...'/><author><name>Ingrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11775234080943473488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGut9ThldEQ/TNYXR7y-1_I/AAAAAAAABaE/o2B0rWgmvbQ/s72-c/DSC02033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281350062823043945.post-4857245590081015384</id><published>2010-11-05T18:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T22:20:13.395-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='零零星星'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='碎筆'/><title type='text'>'Masked man' flight probed by government</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Last Updated: Friday, November 5, 2010  2:24 PM ET Comments354Recommend161.&lt;br /&gt;CBC News&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The federal government says it's the responsibility of an airline to confirm the identity of passengers before they board a plane, following the incident of a young Asian male who disguised himself as an elderly white man and got on an Air Canada flight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The government said it will probe the incident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Under the Identity Screening Regulations, airlines have the responsibility to verify the identity of all passengers who appear to be 18 years of age or older," a statement from the office of Transport Minister Chuck Strahl said Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Canadian Border Services released pictures of the man alleged to have boarded an Air Canada flight in disguise. (CBSA)&lt;br /&gt;"That means air carriers are supposed to look at a passenger's entire face to determine if they appear to be over 18 and if so, compare their physical appearance with their travel documents."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Citizenship and Immigration Minister Jason Kenney echoed those comments. "We can't have Canadian officials standing outside every flight boarding to Canada," Kenney said. "We train the airline officials, and they then take responsibility and they face serious fines if they let people on board who are not who they claim to be."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man who boarded the Air Canada plane in Hong Kong was arrested after the flight landed in Vancouver on Oct. 29. Air Canada security alerted the Canada Border Services Agency during the 12-hour flight about a passenger who "was observed at the beginning of the flight to be an elderly Caucasian male who appeared to have young-looking hands," the agency's statement said. "During the flight, the subject attended the washroom and emerged an Asian male that appeared to be in his early 20s."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man made a claim for refugee status after he was taken into custody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Government House Leader John Baird said the federal government will investigate the "very strange" case. "Obviously it's going to be investigated by the government, you bet. CBSA is looking at it now, I understand," Baird said Friday in the foyer of the House of Commons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Canadian Border Services had the man don the disguise for this photograph after he arrived in Vancouver. (CBSA)&lt;br /&gt;Speaking on Power &amp;amp; Politics with Evan Solomon, Public Safety Minister Vic Toews said the man is still in custody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm afraid I can't talk about any [refugee] claims that he might be making, but he is in custody, and the process is dealing with him," Toews said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenney said officials try to confirm that people boarding flights have the appropriate boarding documents, adding that airport personnel have been trained to identify proper travel documents and ensure they are matched with people getting on board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This has massively decreased the number of undocumented arrivals in Canada, but some people do still slip through," Kenney said. "And if this story is true, it would underscore the need to step up our game in that particular area and find out how that particular thing happened."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Security expert Andre Gerolymatas said the man's apparent age may have helped him make it through a crush of passengers onto the plane. He warned against laying all the blame on frontline airline staff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"These are people trained to provide hospitality aboard an airplane. Serving you drinks and food. They're not trained security experts."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gerolymatas said the incident is proof of the need to focus attention on the most basic component of airport screening: identity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read more: &lt;a href="http://www.cbc.ca/canada/story/2010/11/05/disguise-csba-airplane.html#ixzz14SgIwkkf"&gt;http://www.cbc.ca/canada/story/2010/11/05/disguise-csba-airplane.html#ixzz14SgIwkkf&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Erghh........................................&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281350062823043945-4857245590081015384?l=ingridism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/feeds/4857245590081015384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2010/11/masked-man-flight-probed-by-government.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/4857245590081015384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/4857245590081015384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2010/11/masked-man-flight-probed-by-government.html' title='&apos;Masked man&apos; flight probed by government'/><author><name>Ingrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11775234080943473488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281350062823043945.post-6324021776468024617</id><published>2010-11-03T23:28:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T22:05:58.978-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='裳·妝'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='城記'/><title type='text'>碎碎念</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Murad Active Radiance Serum&lt;/strong&gt;好像蠻有效的（&lt;a href="http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2010/09/skin-brightening-experiment.html"&gt;initial review&lt;/a&gt;）。本來呢買是來去痘疤的，可是不知道爲什麽這青春痘是沒停過的長（好吧，睡眠不足是一大忌），如雨後春筍，每天早上起來都會有一顆以上的新發現，在想是不是因爲在用murad acne complex的關係，刺激到皮膚/新陳代謝，本來沒有頭的小bumps一顆一顆的都冒頭了，蠻可怕的。嗯，還是等過了這個周期（28天）再看看，如果情況沒有好轉再換新的產品。哦，爲啥說它有效呢，有效在於，我今天早上突然發現，眼下一顆很小很小的痣（俗稱的淚痣）竟然快要消失了，加之我媽之前來小住幾天就說過我咋白了不少，總的來說，雖然沒有達到我的預期中的效果，但它的淡色班功效還是相當靠譜的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGut9ThldEQ/TNN_U1MrYLI/AAAAAAAABZ0/HJdlVh-abAM/s1600/DSC02025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535908362822836402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGut9ThldEQ/TNN_U1MrYLI/AAAAAAAABZ0/HJdlVh-abAM/s400/DSC02025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;城市裏的&lt;strong&gt;節日氣氛&lt;/strong&gt;日漸濃厚，櫥窗的蜘蛛南瓜撤了下來，換上了雪花和聖誕樹；聖誕限定禮品裝紛紛上架...昨天還是前天，星巴克換杯子了，不免俗的點了一杯Eggnog Latte...不知道今年溫哥華會否下雪，我很久沒有過白色聖誕了。前年差點刷新紀錄的下雪量，我華麗麗的錯過了，人在上海，每天悠哉遊哉...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那個，能不能速遞一份煮玉米和烤番薯來？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;每逢佳節倍&lt;strong&gt;思親&lt;/strong&gt;，有時候靜下來，我會想，真的走了，真的只剩我一個了，而我也真的要長大了，要學會面對並融入現實，更要學會把好的不好的都沉澱在心底，然後統統淬煉成精華...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那天照的那張秋色，如今不復見了，剩下一地的枯黃乾紅，再過些時日，就都是枯葉了，秋去冬來...想起&lt;strong&gt;《秋蟬》&lt;/strong&gt;，童年的回憶... &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9CZJPAVf1-w?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9CZJPAVf1-w?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGut9ThldEQ/TNN_VAY9DVI/AAAAAAAABZ8/35izHADrzic/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535908365827116370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGut9ThldEQ/TNN_VAY9DVI/AAAAAAAABZ8/35izHADrzic/s400/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 明天是印度一個大節日，叫&lt;strong&gt;Diwali&lt;/strong&gt;，聽説節日習俗是互相送甜點，像同事送我的這個，呃，連盒子外面都有油漬，可想而知那些甜點有多油和甜，就像中國的甜點一樣...説到這個，其實我覺得在某程度上印度和中國的文化還是蠻相似的，而且都很喜歡殺價！然後...我到底該怎麽處置這份東西呢？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281350062823043945-6324021776468024617?l=ingridism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/feeds/6324021776468024617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/6324021776468024617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/6324021776468024617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-post.html' title='碎碎念'/><author><name>Ingrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11775234080943473488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGut9ThldEQ/TNN_U1MrYLI/AAAAAAAABZ0/HJdlVh-abAM/s72-c/DSC02025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281350062823043945.post-9036377442191301816</id><published>2010-10-31T13:16:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T20:18:13.363-08:00</updated><title type='text'>realization</title><content type='html'>I shall mark yesterday down, it was another trigger point of all the shit.&lt;br /&gt;ooooooooooh, very nasty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281350062823043945-9036377442191301816?l=ingridism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/feeds/9036377442191301816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2010/10/realization.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/9036377442191301816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/9036377442191301816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2010/10/realization.html' title='realization'/><author><name>Ingrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11775234080943473488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281350062823043945.post-1665745295438160060</id><published>2010-10-29T17:46:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T18:20:02.944-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='隨拍'/><title type='text'>秋色</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGut9ThldEQ/TMtrFRfkiTI/AAAAAAAABZg/NIsDcCeluIw/s1600/DSC02014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533634305494124850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGut9ThldEQ/TMtrFRfkiTI/AAAAAAAABZg/NIsDcCeluIw/s400/DSC02014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;葉翦紅綃&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;前年今天：&lt;a href="http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html"&gt;秋日&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;秋色依舊美麗，只恨人事全非&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281350062823043945-1665745295438160060?l=ingridism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/feeds/1665745295438160060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post_29.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/1665745295438160060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/1665745295438160060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post_29.html' title='秋色'/><author><name>Ingrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11775234080943473488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGut9ThldEQ/TMtrFRfkiTI/AAAAAAAABZg/NIsDcCeluIw/s72-c/DSC02014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281350062823043945.post-7989794068729414843</id><published>2010-10-28T22:40:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T22:05:59.135-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雜思'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='城記'/><title type='text'>無題</title><content type='html'>讀完後心泛酸，不是心酸的酸，是拈酸的酸。到底是什麽原因，至於如此不成比例，是故意還是根本不上心？一個沒有答案的問題，問題的本身就不成立，我放棄了，退回到原來觀望的位置。下一次，沒有下一次了，有些事情，可一不可再，有些人，相見不如不見。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;早上會經過的一家咖啡店門前有塊小黑板，上面專門寫些精辟的字句，例如：&lt;br /&gt;We start with nothing and we still have it.&lt;br /&gt;Love is blind -- marriage is the eye-opener.&lt;br /&gt;If a turtle loses its shell, is it homeless or naked?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今天有位巧克力膚色的路人對我說: "Hi beautiful, you are lovely, so beautiful..."，總有那麽多奇怪的人...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一天上班的時候，有個白人癮君子跟我廢話了半天，說韓國女人如何如何的有魅力，讓男人為之傾倒，我一直用輕佻的眼神看他，把他給小小的激怒了，越講越帶勁，結果同事過來讓我到裏面去，我邊走邊丟下一句："Nice to know, but I'm not Korean."，堵住了他，片刻後才聽到他嚷了一句："I know I know, she's Japanese..." 我整個笑翻了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我喜歡北京人，覺得她們都特別親切，説話喜歡摸著你的手，“親愛的”的叫不嫌昵的。然後，連北京人都說俺的普通話標準，俺得瑟了。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281350062823043945-7989794068729414843?l=ingridism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/feeds/7989794068729414843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post_28.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/7989794068729414843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/7989794068729414843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post_28.html' title='無題'/><author><name>Ingrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11775234080943473488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281350062823043945.post-2014662369095693082</id><published>2010-10-27T20:48:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T21:39:49.733-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雜思'/><title type='text'>隨想</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGut9ThldEQ/TMjylY6NdFI/AAAAAAAABZY/zuomNUbxFDw/s1600/DSC02005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532938866380338258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGut9ThldEQ/TMjylY6NdFI/AAAAAAAABZY/zuomNUbxFDw/s400/DSC02005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;看到了今年第一棵聖誕樹，很難想象，萬聖節還沒到，聖誕樹便出籠了。聽説今年冬天可能面臨千年一遇的低溫。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;秋盡，細雨飛，葉翦紅綃，特別容易把人拽進無止境的傷感裏。有時候我想，再見我是否還是無名。想到她們都有，而我沒有，心酸溜溜的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;每個人，每個地方，都有其獨特的氣息。常常別人說，“有你的味道”，我都想知道，到底我聞起來是什麽樣一種味道。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281350062823043945-2014662369095693082?l=ingridism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/feeds/2014662369095693082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post_27.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/2014662369095693082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/2014662369095693082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post_27.html' title='隨想'/><author><name>Ingrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11775234080943473488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGut9ThldEQ/TMjylY6NdFI/AAAAAAAABZY/zuomNUbxFDw/s72-c/DSC02005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281350062823043945.post-2769451840588850647</id><published>2010-10-26T17:52:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T21:40:46.619-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='裳·妝'/><title type='text'>Rexall - 50% Off All Mascaras</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#800080;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGut9ThldEQ/TMd_juPFyZI/AAAAAAAABZI/h-PYcA-C_xc/s1600/PHRM_4ecf2b05-4792-4991-88c0-5ef2e44a42ca_101_Flap01_RX4010_W_p1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 262px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532530918931417490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGut9ThldEQ/TMd_juPFyZI/AAAAAAAABZI/h-PYcA-C_xc/s400/PHRM_4ecf2b05-4792-4991-88c0-5ef2e44a42ca_101_Flap01_RX4010_W_p1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To my fellow British Columbian blog readers, Rexall is having 50% off all mascaras (excluding Elizabeth Arden and L'Oreal Million Lashes) from October 22nd to October 28th! It is a great time to stock up on drugstore mascaras and to try out ones that are highly raved about by gurus on youtube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked up the &lt;a href="http://www.lorealparis.ca/cosmetics/eyes/voluminous/carbon-black-mascara.aspx"&gt;L'Oreal Voluminous Dramatic Volume Buidling Mascara&lt;/a&gt; in 395 Carbon Black, the &lt;a href="http://www.rimmellondon.com/uk/products/eyes/Mascaras/Sexy+Curves+Mascara.aspx"&gt;Sexy Curves Mascara &lt;/a&gt;by Rimmel in 003 Extreme Black, and the &lt;a href="http://www.revlon.com/en/Revlon-Home/Products/Eyes/Mascara/Revlon-3D-Extremeandtrade-Mascara.aspx"&gt;3D Extreme Mascara &lt;/a&gt;by Revlon in 601 Blackest Black. I am currently using Covergirl's &lt;a href="http://www.covergirl.com/products/product.jsp;jsessionid=TLNDEKE1CV0P5QFIASJOVEWAVACI50V0?productId=lashblast_waterproof_mascara"&gt;LashBlast Volume Blasting Waterproof Mascara&lt;/a&gt; which I don't particularly like despite that it is one of the most predominatly found drugstore brand mascaras here in North America due to personal preference for fiber brushes over rubber ones (hence personally, nothing tops Japanese brand mascaras) and the fact that the brush is oversized really makes application difficult, especially for people with smaller eyes like myself. The other drugstore mascaras I've used before include Rimmel's &lt;a href="http://www.rimmellondon.com/US/products/eyes/Mascara/Glam"&gt;Glam'Eyes Lash Flirt Mascara&lt;/a&gt; and some other ones by L'oreal. Maybe I can (if I remember) do an overall review on all the drugstore mascaras I've used...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281350062823043945-2769451840588850647?l=ingridism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/feeds/2769451840588850647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2010/10/rexall-50-off-all-mascaras.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/2769451840588850647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/2769451840588850647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2010/10/rexall-50-off-all-mascaras.html' title='Rexall - 50% Off All Mascaras'/><author><name>Ingrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11775234080943473488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGut9ThldEQ/TMd_juPFyZI/AAAAAAAABZI/h-PYcA-C_xc/s72-c/PHRM_4ecf2b05-4792-4991-88c0-5ef2e44a42ca_101_Flap01_RX4010_W_p1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281350062823043945.post-8458891443747550563</id><published>2010-10-25T17:45:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T18:36:39.845-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='碎筆'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='隨拍'/><title type='text'>沉淪</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGut9ThldEQ/TMYuYBeCEsI/AAAAAAAABYw/lHBLzHokc98/s1600/DSC02003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532160182517371586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGut9ThldEQ/TMYuYBeCEsI/AAAAAAAABYw/lHBLzHokc98/s400/DSC02003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 原以為你是我的救贖，&lt;br /&gt;是我在黑暗中摸索時的一束光，&lt;br /&gt;在我於苦海中浮沉時的救命草，&lt;br /&gt;然而我卻聞到了腐爛的氣息。&lt;br /&gt;何其哀哉！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281350062823043945-8458891443747550563?l=ingridism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/feeds/8458891443747550563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post_25.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/8458891443747550563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/8458891443747550563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post_25.html' title='沉淪'/><author><name>Ingrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11775234080943473488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGut9ThldEQ/TMYuYBeCEsI/AAAAAAAABYw/lHBLzHokc98/s72-c/DSC02003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281350062823043945.post-7616104027497732784</id><published>2010-10-20T20:02:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T20:16:31.522-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雜思'/><title type='text'>無題</title><content type='html'>生活特別無趣的時候，更要留下隻字片語，填充精彩與精彩之間的空白，也作個參考。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;周日有一場推不掉的飯局，開始琢磨要怎麽自圓其説。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;其實，不長袖善舞也還不是個問題，最大的問題是，臉皮太薄了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;又其實，那真的是一個難以啓齒的答案，偏偏又是個躲不掉的問題。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我常常想，二十一歲的人應該長啥樣、做啥事、銀行該有多少存款，常常橫向地比較後，陷入極大的沮喪裏。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有時候，我有衝動訂機票回上海，出了機場直奔別莊，然後跟爸媽說，surprise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;可是不行，任性要有個譜。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想來，對上一次訂機票回去，剛好也是今天，&lt;a href="http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post_21.html"&gt;兩年前的&lt;/a&gt;，然後剛好，今天跟那天穿的是同一件衣服耶...呴，今晚廢話真多。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;像我這種零自律卻有無限（對自己的）託辭的人，想要“成功”，堪比登天。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我的自發性思考能力正在逐漸退步中（還是先天就缺少的？），需要激活一下腦細胞。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;女友的男友是臺灣人，有時候我都不敢跟他說國語，害羞，因爲、因爲，我的國語太標準了，哈哈，無言了吧。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;無鹽杏仁，我正在吃，像上了發條，太可怕了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;大明星說：“沒有堅持到底的失敗也沒有半途而廢的成功”，明明白白確確切切點出了我之所以一敗塗地的元兇。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;又原來，大明星也知道咱管他經紀人叫南瓜阿。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281350062823043945-7616104027497732784?l=ingridism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/feeds/7616104027497732784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post_20.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/7616104027497732784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/7616104027497732784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post_20.html' title='無題'/><author><name>Ingrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11775234080943473488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281350062823043945.post-3343494637104994483</id><published>2010-10-17T12:58:00.017-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T20:18:12.838-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A.'/><title type='text'>表白</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/g0vOVigjJxw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/g0vOVigjJxw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;生命中總有一些激動的時刻，是文字所無法表達的，至少以我現在的功力，如果不經過幾天幾夜的修文，是無法駕馭的。那不是一份要哭的感動，更多是一份沉澱已久的興奮，然後到了某個點，不是爆發，而是像岩漿一樣，慢慢的流溢，從心底到腳尖，不能自已。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;原本以爲看視頻的時候會激動的跟著掉淚，卻沒有，只是雞皮疙瘩掉了一地。看著他緩緩步上舞臺的背影，我的喉頭一緊，霎時那逝去的青春在腦海裏嘩啦啦的回放了一遍。想起十七歲的自己，大無畏的，就那樣拎著一個包，一個人跑遍了全上海，把所有他到過的地方，扎扎實實地踩了一遍。那年夏天，連吹過的風都是甜的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;舞臺上短短三分鐘，我們走了十三年，從97年的《還珠格格》到09年的《風聲》。曾經，他在最輝煌時清零，從新人做起，那份勇氣，那份堅持，這個男人，總讓我感動。那淚水，承載了多少成長中的酸甜苦辣和事業上的曲折坎坷？套某微博客說的：“如果你写了十五年的稿，采了十五年的大小明星，然后，写了个剧本，被金鸡奖给了最佳编剧奖，你哭不哭。。。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;哭！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;而真正讓我打心底感動的是，我看到了一個即使聚光燈不在他身上仍然好好表現的藝人，像頭牛一樣的埋頭苦幹；他有不可攻破的底綫，他只堅定的走自己的路；他讓我記牢了那句老話：“機會只給有準備的人”，要無時無刻裝備好自己，因爲你不曉得，機會什麽時候會敲上你的門。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一直記得我曾經跟南瓜說我相信她會帶領好她的藝人，因爲她懂我們。而事實證明我的直覺是對的。2008年因爲安排Reno的聚會而要跟她溝通，我特意的把她博客都看了一遍。通過文字，我看到一個内心澎湃而外表冷靜的女人，她有一份執著的感情，對工作有她獨特的見解與憧憬，是行内一川清流。我很慶幸我始終堅持著自己的相信。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那天和auntie通電話，我告訴她我特別跑去紐約看有朋，她不意外，因爲我都迷他迷了十年了。她說那時候播《還珠格格》，每晚吃過飯之後我總會幫她洗碗，好快點洗完可以一起看，說著說著，她感嘆起時間的飛逝。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是的，十年人事幾番新，十一年前，我移民了，而她繼續留在香港打工，十年之間，我在青春的沼澤中打滾，她則爲了生活打拼；當我仗著無知任性揮霍時，她把僅有的本錢都給了家人...她問我什麽時候回去，我又哽咽了，我不知道、我不知道...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我真的不知道。小時候覺得糖炒栗子很好吃，暖暖的，有嚼勁，長大以後才發現，一包新鮮的栗子是燙手的，而且還得費勁剝開才能吃。挂了電話，我又把視頻看了一遍，然後反復看了很多遍，每一次都起雞皮疙瘩。我真的覺得，生命中，我們雖然都是彼此的過客，卻有些人，會在你心中，一直到永遠。（除了父母）像有朋，像auntie。我真心感激，在我二十一年的生命中，我有幸踫到這些人，他們豐富了我青春的回憶，擴濶了我對生命的見解，從而讓我比起同年齡很多人，内心更加精彩。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;而現在，我需要去尋找一份篤定來把持不斷升發的欲望，重心出發，然後更堅定地走下去。  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281350062823043945-3343494637104994483?l=ingridism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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term='裳·妝'/><title type='text'>無題/最近入手</title><content type='html'>從兩點一線到三角形，然後四方形，最後會是不規則圖形，&lt;br /&gt;乃所謂進化的過程。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;低調太艱巨，變質的張揚如何？&lt;br /&gt;重新出發，重心出發。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;看到你開心，我就高興。從某種意義上說，我很簡單，太簡單了。&lt;br /&gt;如何將過剩的感情轉化成推動力？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;夢想這張帆，揚開過又折起來。&lt;br /&gt;彼岸，花開。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;忒昏沈，忒粗魯，沒掂三，沒思慮，可來慕古。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;南瓜啊，到處都是南瓜。&lt;br /&gt;我也做過南瓜燈籠，那正好是十年前的事兒。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;拿咖啡當水喝的結果是，從油性肌漸變成乾性肌，毛孔都能開出花兒來了，&lt;br /&gt;而通常這個時候，錢包要管好。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;其實每天都惦念著，就是寫不出來接下來的對話，卡在了1698。&lt;br /&gt;我是多麽渴望能寫成一部小說，卻其實就那麽點墨水，也不掂掂。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;十月十三日，啟用日一，循序漸進，終有可成。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;原來奼紫嫣紅開遍，似這般都付與斷井頹垣。&lt;br /&gt;良辰美景奈何天，便賞心樂事誰家院？&lt;br /&gt;朝飛暮卷，雲霞翠軒，雨絲風片，煙波畫船。&lt;br /&gt;錦屏人忒看的這韶光賤。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最近（九、十月）入手：&lt;br /&gt;- Mario Badescu drying lotion&lt;br /&gt;- Mario Badescu drying cream&lt;br /&gt;- Mario Badescu buffering lotion &lt;br /&gt;（MB果然名不虛傳，很快見效，相信如果有充足睡眠，少喝點咖啡，效果一定更好）&lt;br /&gt;- Rosebud lip balm in Mocha Rose (超香！秋冬用最好不過）&lt;br /&gt;- Murad Acne Complex Kit （昨天第一天，will use in conjunction with MB products, 且看用完效果如何）&lt;br /&gt;- Make Up Forever HD Powder trial-size（還沒用上）&lt;br /&gt;- Maybelline Eye Studio Color Plush Silk Eyeshadow in Sunset Seduction （drugstore眼影來說算很不錯用）&lt;br /&gt;- EcoTools Powder Brush （拿來上定妝粉比上粉底好）&lt;br /&gt;- Clarasonic Pro （好像真的比手洗乾淨多）&lt;br /&gt;- Origins Multi-Grain™ Makeup （第二罐了）&lt;br /&gt;- bliss daily detoxifying facial toner （也是第二瓶）&lt;br /&gt;- AVEENO positively ageless suncreen SPF 30 （第n瓶，很溫和就是了）&lt;br /&gt;- Covergirl LashBlast Volume Blasting Waterproof Mascara （一點都不好用，用過日本牌子的睫毛液就不會想用drugstore的，前者太貴，後者太爛...）&lt;br /&gt;- Benefit Creaseless Cream Shadow/Liner in RSVP （我發現用這個不能用Too Faced Shadow Insurance，不然會很caky，所以我直接拿這個打底，再上眼影，或是單獨用）&lt;br /&gt;- benefit Coralista blush （橘紅橘紅的，超顯色）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;然後，為了我那紐約行，我跑去買了：&lt;br /&gt;- Maquillage Face Creator 3D （很顯色很方便，值那個$$）&lt;br /&gt;- NARS Sheer Glow Foundation in Fuji （本來呢，為了照相好看，我特意去挑沒有防曬的粉底液，卻忘了Origins那個乾粉有，結果照片出來好嚇人哦，室外還不覺得，室内的簡直是慘不忍睹、不堪入目，整個就不立體了，害我還特別跑去買face creator 3D，氣死我了）&lt;br /&gt;- Make Up Forever Waterproof Eyeliner Pencil 0L （畫內眼線不化，又比BB的gel eyeliner方便便宜，以後用這個啦）&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281350062823043945-5421852956358405989?l=ingridism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/feeds/5421852956358405989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post_14.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/5421852956358405989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/5421852956358405989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post_14.html' title='無題/最近入手'/><author><name>Ingrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11775234080943473488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281350062823043945.post-7339441636197640903</id><published>2010-10-13T22:26:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T21:41:15.117-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雜思'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='裳·妝'/><title type='text'>4th from initial</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGut9ThldEQ/TLaUn2IIP5I/AAAAAAAABWc/Gd29nZtieSg/s1600/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527769004909281170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGut9ThldEQ/TLaUn2IIP5I/AAAAAAAABWc/Gd29nZtieSg/s400/012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;enough&lt;/strong&gt; recuperation i need an &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to the everlasting&lt;strong&gt; slacking off&lt;/strong&gt; and to break the evil infinite loop &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;rebuild&lt;/span&gt; a stronger me&lt;/strong&gt; stay strong and determined so much so that &lt;strong&gt;hope can grow &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;miracles blossom&lt;/strong&gt; wabbly mind unstable financial state &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;insecurity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; needs vs. wants &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;luxury vs. necessity&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; so much so little &lt;em&gt;so fast yet so draggy&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;procrastination&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; #1 enemy undefeatable sucker lost faith in myself &lt;strong&gt;you and i&lt;/strong&gt; apart you in your mustache in &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;full manhood&lt;/span&gt; streaky me and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my shrill&lt;/span&gt; in the &lt;strong&gt;infantile &lt;/strong&gt;stage distance &lt;strong&gt;distant&lt;/strong&gt; in your dream&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281350062823043945-7339441636197640903?l=ingridism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/feeds/7339441636197640903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281350062823043945.post-7905957470098877177</id><published>2010-10-09T18:15:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T21:39:49.864-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雜思'/><title type='text'>Current thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGut9ThldEQ/TLEawSVPXrI/AAAAAAAABWM/SgG95DKF2L8/s1600/009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526227634617278130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGut9ThldEQ/TLEawSVPXrI/AAAAAAAABWM/SgG95DKF2L8/s400/009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hormones imbalance impurity severe craving anticipation missing NYC trip my lovely ladies and our beloved guy lack of motivation growth immature semester school future failures change address procrastination ruining life wasting time forever youth bombardment deadlines open saving account deposit cheques cut down on coffee more sleep acnes fat diet mario badescu shiseido mascara pay bills save money screwed need to clean brushes tidy wardrobe chewy corn is ready another start another hope another disappointment...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281350062823043945-7905957470098877177?l=ingridism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/feeds/7905957470098877177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2010/10/current-thoughts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/7905957470098877177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/7905957470098877177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2010/10/current-thoughts.html' title='Current thoughts'/><author><name>Ingrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11775234080943473488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGut9ThldEQ/TLEawSVPXrI/AAAAAAAABWM/SgG95DKF2L8/s72-c/009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281350062823043945.post-413149244750658168</id><published>2010-10-08T18:50:00.009-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T21:41:14.970-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雜思'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='隨拍'/><title type='text'>失望</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGut9ThldEQ/TK_RZ0HcufI/AAAAAAAABWE/Tyba-uZgLK4/s1600/DSC01984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525865509223709170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGut9ThldEQ/TK_RZ0HcufI/AAAAAAAABWE/Tyba-uZgLK4/s400/DSC01984.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最近反復在想，我怎麽會那樣呢？&lt;br /&gt;每想一次就捶一次胸口，果然實際年齡瞞不了啊！&lt;br /&gt;（還只是我根本就很幼稚？）&lt;br /&gt;竟然到了最重要的環節，骨子裏的東西都滲出來了，可想而知那是多麽可怕的一個景象！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;事實是，我真的很失望，對自己（也只能是對自己），從外到内，透頂了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;怎麽這樣呢？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;應該說，世事就是這樣，攻其無備，出其不意。&lt;br /&gt;我現在知道了，&lt;br /&gt;要隨時做好準備，萬一機會到手，也能發揮到極致。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人生，外在因素形成的遺憾已經夠多了，&lt;br /&gt;在自我條件允許的情況下，我沒有必要（也絕對不要）製造更多...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是這樣吧。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281350062823043945-413149244750658168?l=ingridism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/feeds/413149244750658168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post_08.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/413149244750658168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/413149244750658168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post_08.html' title='失望'/><author><name>Ingrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11775234080943473488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGut9ThldEQ/TK_RZ0HcufI/AAAAAAAABWE/Tyba-uZgLK4/s72-c/DSC01984.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281350062823043945.post-8848236711687806556</id><published>2010-10-07T18:26:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T20:18:13.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>失心</title><content type='html'>我上心，所以我用心&lt;br /&gt;於是當結果非我預期，我免不了傷心&lt;br /&gt;換言之，我那不是有心，是失心。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那，要怎麽樣把心收回來呢？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281350062823043945-8848236711687806556?l=ingridism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/feeds/8848236711687806556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post_07.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/8848236711687806556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/8848236711687806556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post_07.html' title='失心'/><author><name>Ingrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11775234080943473488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281350062823043945.post-1353865112694410732</id><published>2010-10-04T22:35:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T20:18:12.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'>入秋</title><content type='html'>紐約回來，整兩周，時序步入初秋，&lt;br /&gt;又是南瓜季節：南瓜拿鐵、南瓜乳酪鬆餅、肉桂南瓜蠟燭...&lt;br /&gt;秋季限定的還有乾紅的楓葉。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;媽說，&lt;br /&gt;一家人沒有誰為誰而犧牲，我們都是大環境的受害者，&lt;br /&gt;當年的迫不得已演變成今天的恨錯難返，&lt;br /&gt;要說痛，你痛不過你爸，要數失去的，我比你更多。&lt;br /&gt;你凴什麽說自己是被犧牲掉的那個？&lt;br /&gt;你若再不把你的價值觀放正，終有一天你會被自己的妒嫉心推到萬劫不復的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我說，&lt;br /&gt;我在低谷待習慣了，漸漸對外面的世界感到恐懼，&lt;br /&gt;或者，我該考慮在這裡辟一塊田，自給自足算了？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;可我不是七老八十，我還要繼續走下去啊！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但其實，像我一個思考殘疾，路難走，走路難，難走路...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;又多兩份終身作業：&lt;br /&gt;人生不是只有0和100，還有2到99；懂得感恩，才能走得遠。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;青春真的很短，滴滴答答的就到頭了。&lt;br /&gt;躲到今天，剩下我一個，再不願也要面對自己，重新上路，&lt;br /&gt;否則等到真的太遲了，到時候欲哭無淚，會是怎麽一個悲。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281350062823043945-1353865112694410732?l=ingridism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/feeds/1353865112694410732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post_04.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/1353865112694410732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/1353865112694410732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post_04.html' title='入秋'/><author><name>Ingrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11775234080943473488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281350062823043945.post-3572059672125620365</id><published>2010-10-03T00:17:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T20:18:12.858-08:00</updated><title type='text'>期待</title><content type='html'>一直覺得我很成熟，原來不然。&lt;br /&gt;聲音太高亢，笑起來像花痴，喜怒寫在臉上。&lt;br /&gt;我要有女人味。&lt;br /&gt;下一次，如果有下一次，&lt;br /&gt;一定會更好。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281350062823043945-3572059672125620365?l=ingridism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/feeds/3572059672125620365/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281350062823043945.post-945966308136188099</id><published>2010-10-01T00:52:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T20:16:31.555-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雜思'/><title type='text'>無題</title><content type='html'>照片回來，我徹底崩潰了，&lt;br /&gt;臉比盆大，失敗的髮型，皮衣不上相。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我的媽，回來小住，秘密幾個。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;當年的苦衷，偉大的爸爸。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;懂得感恩，才能走得遠。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281350062823043945-945966308136188099?l=ingridism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/feeds/945966308136188099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雜思'/><title type='text'>雜想</title><content type='html'>季節轉換，忽冷忽熱，風衣和防曬霜放在一起。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是介於親情和愛情之間的依賴，又夾雜了曖昧與自戀，於是我拼死拼活。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;「見了他，她變得很低很低，低到塵埃裡，但她心裡是歡喜的，從塵埃裡開出花來。」 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最近常要吃甜的，可是甜食會發胖，可是不吃難道就會瘦，可是...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;青春很短，翻完第n本言情小説，滴滴答答的就到頭了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我想吃湯圓，吃啥餡兒的好呢？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;常常會想到上海，&lt;br /&gt;「用我那枚做作的文藝少女心，時不時的想起它，帶著一些近似於鄉愁的惆悵」。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281350062823043945-1981218955919343297?l=ingridism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/feeds/1981218955919343297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2010/09/blog-post_29.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/1981218955919343297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/1981218955919343297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2010/09/blog-post_29.html' title='雜想'/><author><name>Ingrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11775234080943473488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281350062823043945.post-3317834621163380803</id><published>2010-09-28T01:53:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T21:39:49.764-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雜思'/><title type='text'>夜深了</title><content type='html'>我比兩年前變醜了，更不淡定了，這一切到底是誰害的？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我怕男人的“嗯”，輕輕的、往上飄的那種，聽見了我會小小酥掉（當然，前提是男人得順眼）。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我贏了尊敬，輸掉了形象。我真的不是女孩；我很糾結，非常。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;媽要回來小住，靠之，這代表我只有一天的時間清理收拾。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;追星後遺症：懶散、亢奮、失眠、恍惚、暴食（關於這一項我很不理解）。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;話說那晚“任務完成”後，了了說我們是四個長得很怪的人，我問怪在哪裏，她說：“不是阿，因爲見多了像張柏芝那樣的女人，再看我們，說怪應該已經很客氣了吧。”我整個覺得太悲哀。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;造物者實在太殘酷了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這個中秋我沒吃到月餅耶，這是怎麽回事？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281350062823043945-3317834621163380803?l=ingridism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/feeds/3317834621163380803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2010/09/blog-post_28.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/3317834621163380803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/3317834621163380803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2010/09/blog-post_28.html' title='夜深了'/><author><name>Ingrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11775234080943473488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281350062823043945.post-4173053895857300510</id><published>2010-09-26T11:32:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T20:16:31.411-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='雜思'/><title type='text'>無題</title><content type='html'>很瘋狂的理性，理性的知道瘋狂，說得太好了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不知道從什麽時候開始，她們都叫我姐，殊不知我比她們很多都要小。卻，我還是覺得自己不夠成熟，喜怒形於色。幼稚到我真的覺得自己剛從幼兒園畢業，整一個羞。錢說，我就是一小女孩的聲音，難怪鎮不住帥哥。切，換你坐在成熟又毒舌的帥哥旁，看你花不花痴、亂不亂顫。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;昨天coffee break的時候，剛好星記在放Autumn Leaves，窗外下著毛毛雨，天涼涼的，秋意很濃，手中一杯熱咖啡，頹靡中的奢侈，這會是另一段將來讓我懷念的日子。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這首歌勾起我對承宇的記憶，一切又緣起，然後我就慢慢向文藝女生靠攏了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J昨晚問我今天有空沒有，我說我剛從紐約回來，一堆事情要做，還要睡個夠。她吃驚到一個極點，"I never knew you would be so into a celebrity". 哎喲，我一直很喜歡他的阿，你太不了我了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想跟南瓜好好聊聊，到底他們怎麽想的？好不好？煩不煩？最主要是，希望他們不要把我當小女孩看，我只是講英文的時候聲音超高，那樣而已。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;和俐寳聊，果然是老道，把我點開了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我：嘿嘿，我覺得這樣很好啊，少一點夢幻，等到真正美好的來臨的時候，它就是放大好多倍的美了&lt;br /&gt;俐：一定要這樣折磨妳的人生咩?? &lt;br /&gt;我：我習慣了&lt;br /&gt;俐：陽光一點不好嗎?? &lt;br /&gt;我：還好，我習慣陰天&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;俐：你啊，對自己要求太高了，太容易否定自己了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;老天，怎麽連俐寳都看得出來我人生中最大的問題？還是真的有那麽明顯嗎？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在低谷待習慣了，我開始怕外面的世界，陡峭的。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281350062823043945-4173053895857300510?l=ingridism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/feeds/4173053895857300510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2010/09/blog-post_26.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/4173053895857300510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/4173053895857300510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2010/09/blog-post_26.html' title='無題'/><author><name>Ingrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11775234080943473488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281350062823043945.post-4332743343704571900</id><published>2010-09-25T00:21:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T00:48:55.894-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A.'/><title type='text'>NYCFF流水帳</title><content type='html'>這不會是一篇華麗麗的追星記，我只想趁記憶猶新趕緊寫下這四晚三日紐約行的每個細節。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;寫在開端，免不了要老套地致謝一番；感謝每一位參與的朋友，謝謝她們在我有限的答復之下都願意排開時間從各地飛來捧場，你們的積極參與使我們這一次紐約行圓滿成功。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;特別鳴謝KC和KC媽，慢熱和奔放的兩母女，收留了我，免去了我往返酒店和活動地點的問題。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special thanks to bluemoon and nickie for looking into venues for us and sorry to them for having to go through all the difficulties that could have been avoided if the sponsors were more experienced. I thought having different names of the venues on their official poster was unacceptable and that saying it is a translation problem really has made it a lame if not shameful excuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I cannot be more thankful for the help of Nickie’s niece. Without the connection, but all the late replies, nothing could be accomplished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17號，一早從溫哥華飛西雅圖，這個時間飛美國，整個US Departure差不多一半都是退休老人，我一個“妙齡”東方女子，實在突兀。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;西雅圖機場有一家叫fireworks的精品店還蠻好逛的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在從西雅圖轉紐瓦克，排隊登機的時候，旁邊的公共電話響了起來，我和排在我後面的老外對看了一眼，笑了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;晚上11點多，終于登上了酒店穿梭車，廣播裏一個女生點唱”Everything I do I do it for you”，Bryan Adams沙啞的聲音在安靜的車廂中傳開，我霎時有種奇怪的感覺。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18號早上打的進城，出租車司機一口磨平了的北京口音。從紐瓦克機場酒店到KC家，付一百大鈔讓找二十。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;紐約和上海竟然如此的相似，從城市規劃到小區裏的樓宇分佈。我以為大城市的人都沒什麽人情味，結果發現路人們都好友善。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;到了KC家放下行李，馬上坐地鐵到圖力音樂廳取票（謝謝KC媽指路）。搞好票趁空檔到附近的ZARA逛，門口保安不讓拿飲料進去，只好“寄放”在垃圾桶旁邊。紐約的ZARA走高檔路綫的嗎？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;第一個跟我會合的是Asiyas同學，謝謝她陪我壓遍了林肯中心附近的馬路找花店。終于在時代華納中心找到賣花的地方，兩個人毫無形象的挑起花來。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;訂好花，回到圖力音樂廳，工作人員在鋪紅地毯，我眼尖看到官方海報嚴重的錯誤，不淡定了，找來工作人員質問，結果對方推説是翻譯上的錯誤。拜托，同一個活動，怎麽可能中文信息是一回事，英文信息又是另一回事，MOMA和MAD明明是兩個地方，不存在翻譯的問題。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;下午四點多五點，大家陸續到場了，分散在各處聊天。人妻級的湊在patio聊天，學生級的在室内紅地毯旁佔位子，我則像個瘋婆子，不停的講電話，到處跑來跑去，完全沒有形象可言。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;快七點，明星陸續到場。蘇大明星來的時候我們拼命喊他的名字，又成功讓他不負花無缺的盛名，作爲朋迷我感到非常自豪。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;本人充分利用自己嬌小（但不纖瘦）的身材優勢，穿過層層人墻，別人看我那狼狽樣，把我讓到紅地毯旁邊，我成功把花送到有朋手裏，那個如釋重負啊。送走了有朋，後面的人拍我的肩膀說“好了吧小姐”，我說“好了好了就要走了”。切，你以爲我稀罕後面的誰誰阿。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;退到外圍的吧台，點了杯summer drinks，實在太渴了。紅地毯那頭繼續尖叫聲此起彼落，吳彥祖和張柏芝引起的轟動真不是蓋的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;開幕式進行期間，收到經紀人的短信，聚會的地點終于可以訂下來了，松一口氣，真怕她這個不行，那個不方便，最後取消聚會，那麽我就不知道怎麽跟大家交代了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;明星們往往吃米不知米貴。爲了一個地方，我打遍了紐約的五星級或以上的酒店，沒有就是沒有，後來才知道，聯合國大會在紐約進行，難怪都訂不到酒店的會議室。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;人到了紐約，等到開幕前三個小時，收到那封“我們沒訂”的短信，我差點就要直闖文華東方了（剛好在附近）。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;進場前大家約好只看開幕，不看放映，於是在開幕式結束後我馬上閃人，竟然讓我意外碰見正在離場的有朋。我和nickie隔著玻璃看他被路人纏著要簽名合影，黑人保安對我們的行爲投以好奇的目光，他說沒想到會有這麽多人來圍觀，原本以爲只是“another film festival”。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我們的行爲的確吸引很多好奇的外國人，當他們知道我們分別來自那麽多地方後，表情真的就是韋文德的那句“incredible”。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果我是有朋，看到那些可愛的朋友，會很感動的。因爲我的一個承諾：“會有聚會的”，大家就都飛過來了，我甚至沒能給大家一個確定的地點和時間！難以相信，我們所有人從“知道”此行到“決定”成行，過程只有兩個星期！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;月夜：很抱歉，我不知道孩子太小不能進場，害你白來一趟，我真的十分過意不去！！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19號一早到MAD看《尋找劉三姐》。電影放映完，明星上臺與觀衆互動。其間與秀秀和曉楠打了招呼，看到她們滿滿的笑容我頓時樂了近十倍。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;大明星走了以後，我們一行人步行到Azalea（謝謝nickie的侄女利用其聯合國職員身份訂到這一家，不然這麽臨時還真不知道到哪裏找地方去）準備。由於包廂附帶的消費問題，我們必須在那裏吃中飯，但其實這個時候，誰還有胃口？點了scallopine，出乎意料的難吃，24元，完全只是吃地點。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;餐廳經理真的很幫忙，對於我不停的增加人數，又更改開始時間等等，毫無不滿，而且主動跟我溝通，看一切是否進行順利。我們後來給了相當可觀的小費。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;説到小費，追星真的是一件極度奢侈的事情，這一趟要了我好多$$，我接下來要勒緊褲帶過日子了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;包廂那裏，從原本訂的16個位置，在一個小時以内激增到25個位置（連主角在内），謝謝當天臨時決定還是過來的朋友，更要謝謝兩位帶著孩子出席的媽媽，積極發展下一代做朋迷。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;每人一份chocolate mousse解決最低人均消費，給大明星點了一份tiramisu充當生日蛋糕。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;活動一貫的延遲，我在想，演藝圈的人是不是早就沒有時間觀念的了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就座時，大家很默契地把高電壓的位置讓給了我，我都不知道說什麽了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;大家翹首以待主角的到來&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGut9ThldEQ/TJ2jciIHumI/AAAAAAAABTU/Eh-mNfnfcNQ/s1600/IMG_2633.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520748428818627170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGut9ThldEQ/TJ2jciIHumI/AAAAAAAABTU/Eh-mNfnfcNQ/s400/IMG_2633.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;下午2點45，主角進場了，卻在這個時候，我要出去接找不着北的Asiyas同學，錯過了主角入席時的話。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGut9ThldEQ/TJ2jfWWH-KI/AAAAAAAABTc/3gEvtH_FqPs/s1600/IMG_5150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520748477195745442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGut9ThldEQ/TJ2jfWWH-KI/AAAAAAAABTc/3gEvtH_FqPs/s400/IMG_5150.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;聚會過程就像大家想的那樣，半閒聊，半問答，實際内容我要等收到視頻才能給大家打出來。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;經紀人堅持只能有半個小時，於是純情如我便慌慌張張的把流程壓縮，3點不到就讓服務生上蛋糕，就怕時間不夠，大明星不能給大家單獨合影。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;生日蛋糕上場了，希望我沒有誤讀帥哥眼裏一閃而過的錯訛與感動（想太多了我），但是他們家的提拉米蘇還不錯吃啦，只是略嫌沒啥酒味。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGut9ThldEQ/TJ2jfnjWEhI/AAAAAAAABTk/_hUQ61qJncQ/s1600/IMG_5182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520748481814598162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGut9ThldEQ/TJ2jfnjWEhI/AAAAAAAABTk/_hUQ61qJncQ/s400/IMG_5182.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGut9ThldEQ/TJ2jf26fdJI/AAAAAAAABTs/GGiXfe-BPX8/s1600/IMG_5189.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520748485938214034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGut9ThldEQ/TJ2jf26fdJI/AAAAAAAABTs/GGiXfe-BPX8/s400/IMG_5189.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;結果皇帝不急太監急，有朋悠哉淡定的給大家簽名，毫無站起來拍照的意思，我立馬沒癮，才意識到其實他們早就預算好時間的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我叫有朋站起來拍照，他好像回我說干嘛不讓他吃完（蛋糕），我說你不是趕時間嗎之類的，反正我都忘了，太高電壓了…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bluemoon幫我印刷了幾份“尼歐”，我們送了一份給有朋，問他知不知道這本雜誌，他說約略知道，但不知道爲啥叫“尼歐”？又送了兩份給秀秀，她好像有說什麽做得真好之類的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在這裡必須給蘇有朋說聲sorry，我知道我的聲音偏高，尤其說英文的時候，在你旁邊不消停的轟炸，辛苦了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想起sa大抱怨北美的見帥哥的次數比香港的還要頻，我問帥哥啥時會去香港，他很官方的說“有戲上就去阿”，我很識相的“哦”，沒有下文了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;大家給帥哥簽名的東西層出不窮，有場刊、雜誌，甚至手機套和皮夾，真誇張。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGut9ThldEQ/TJ2jgOILEQI/AAAAAAAABT0/TcSOPUSDHco/s1600/IMG_5203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520748492169613570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGut9ThldEQ/TJ2jgOILEQI/AAAAAAAABT0/TcSOPUSDHco/s400/IMG_5203.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;合影的時候，有朋好像有點懷疑那小小的空間是否可以容納我們所有人，我說“可以吧，你那麽瘦”，他說“可是不是每個人都那麽瘦阿”。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;大家說不如他站到椅子上，這樣不怕看不到他，我很熱心的拉開一張椅子給他，他說“我不是自由女神，不用站那麽高的”。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;帥哥表揚我，看我手腳都不知道放哪裏了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGut9ThldEQ/TJ2pTV1ay7I/AAAAAAAABT8/pbHcRNg5X8Q/s1600/IMG_5212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520754867969903538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGut9ThldEQ/TJ2pTV1ay7I/AAAAAAAABT8/pbHcRNg5X8Q/s400/IMG_5212.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有朋走的時候，我們都沒有一哄而上，海外的朋迷真是一群可愛又矜持的淑女。他在對街等車，我們在餐廳隔著玻璃看他，可憐的明星，經常像動物一樣被圍觀。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有朋走了以後，就是付錢的環節，我再一次感動于23這個數字。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;散場以後我們在MAD附近的咖啡店聊了一個下午，從八卦到生態，很高興認識了這麽一群可愛又能聊的朋迷。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;花是不能少的，這次挑了四束捆在一起，夠大的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;《風聲》放映的時候，坐在我旁邊的nickie全程在打呼嚕（也夠她累的了），我也一直在趕睡意，實在是太冷了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;明星上場的時候，我和了了基本都忘了獻花這個動作，直到開始問答了才想起，要送花耶。我讓她先送，然後自作主張就把我的那一束給了涵予哥，只是很抱歉，那束花一直在滴水，搞得涵予哥竪著拎不是，橫著拎也不是，抱歉啦，涵予哥~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我因爲説話不經大腦，終于見識到蘇式黑臉，整個很想挖個洞鑽進去。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;感覺朋迷們都累壞了，最激情的都是那些路人觀衆。結束後，有拍照的空檔，大家又都一哄而上。我們跟著有朋退場，看著他走到對面街搭車，大家都很依依不捨。有朋走了之後，我們互相擁抱說再見，再見不知何年何月了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20號，我們睡到自然醒，東聊西聊的，聊到“不如去閉幕式堵有朋，這樣紐約行才算圓滿”。坐言起行，馬上用刪除法分析出閉幕式的地點，趕雞趕鴨的就出發了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;結果準時到沒有用，我們找不到地方，去的時候發現有朋已經進去了。於是我們就在附近吃晚飯，吃完又回去堵。我說，“現在才八點不到，我們要等到十點也夠嗆的”，不知道是誰說“我們就聊天阿，聊聊天時間很快就過了”，於是一等等到差不多九點，終于等到有朋，那個虎迷沖了上去要簽名，我們四個人在一邊看，看完就閃人了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21號淩晨四點半出發到機場，KC媽很熱情地幫我們弄好養生飲料當早餐，哎呀，有媽的孩子像個寳啊。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;回來馬上趕上班，嗓子啞了，發燒了，懶了，馬桶壞了。電話費一共是308大洋，背一涼的我。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/281350062823043945-4332743343704571900?l=ingridism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/feeds/4332743343704571900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2010/09/nycff.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/4332743343704571900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/281350062823043945/posts/default/4332743343704571900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ingridism.blogspot.com/2010/09/nycff.html' title='NYCFF流水帳'/><author><name>Ingrid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11775234080943473488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGut9ThldEQ/TJ2jciIHumI/AAAAAAAABTU/Eh-mNfnfcNQ/s72-c/IMG_2633.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-281350062823043945.post-4880170275622213434</id><published>2010-09-22T12:47:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T13:27:30.980-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A.'/><title type='text'>圓滿</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i.baidu.com/yule/r/image/2010-09-21/11bd4cc9aa158da64f6deda540239a2d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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