tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16428998504044962252012-02-17T06:22:48.169+08:00Larissa Chanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10395078132526389649noreply@blogger.comBlogger611100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642899850404496225.post-33973429653990124842010-02-27T00:22:00.001+08:002010-02-27T00:36:00.528+08:00signing back in blogger is the hardest thing i've ever done in quite a long period of time...<br /><br />Since i am now inmobilize, i think maybe this is one way out as well...<br /><br />i've been living in self denial, sud say am still in.... trying to find excuses for myself, trying to twist all that people have told me, all that i've been feeling...<br /><br />my fren once told me to walk away gracefully... hahah... so much of the gracefulness, i got myself a huge scar on my face... Maybe then this will give me a reason that i no longer qualify to continue this dream of mine...<br /><br />i've been shutting down all my feelings, living a life of a dead corpse... i don let any emotion gets to me, because i cant break down again.... standing up from there is just too much....then, maybe shutting down too much leads to what happened to me now.. haha...<br /><br />To those who has been trying so hard, trust me... am a poison you do not want to be in touch with.<br /><br />i tried that ph all the time.... everytime i need someone so badly, i would ring that ph... it never failed to be the unanswered ph... i let the tone drown me each time... clearly it hadnt done enough drowning, am still struggling half way...<br /><br />i dunno when can i be dead, completely, or will i ever be reborn again?<br />maybe when another story comes, that is too good to be true, tat's when u'll see me again...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642899850404496225-3397342965399012484?l=larissachan.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Larissa Chanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10395078132526389649noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642899850404496225.post-37524879856640627872009-08-02T11:45:00.000+08:002009-08-02T11:49:13.854+08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ejS3IGWrMug/SnUMmquV6iI/AAAAAAAAAEk/BmVeusuLbtU/s1600-h/31072009497.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365208389525039650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ejS3IGWrMug/SnUMmquV6iI/AAAAAAAAAEk/BmVeusuLbtU/s400/31072009497.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center">like my new hair style????</div><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642899850404496225-3752487985664062787?l=larissachan.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Larissa Chanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10395078132526389649noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642899850404496225.post-86921199130519041042009-08-02T11:36:00.004+08:002009-08-02T11:42:48.123+08:00from tat day onwards,<br />everyday,<br />i find a way to torture myself a bit...<br />imagining...<br />thinking...<br />wondering...<br />looking...<br />seeing...<br />i kno i sud let it go...<br />but ppl who knows me know it's hard...<br /><br />i feel so sorry for hv happened...<br />i feel idiot for once feeling sad for ur life...<br />i feel dumb for ever open my heart and try to be ur fren...<br />i feel even silly for not knowing wut is beside me is a poison...<br /><br />u sud hav nvr be so proud to expose ur wall of pride...<br />u sud hav nvr spoken a word so i can live like a fool...<br />u sud hav nvr let it out when i am in my most fragile moment...<br /><br />but hey...<br />surprisingly... am doing better this time...<br />my tab is getting tighter hours by hours...<br />from big blast to small leakage to small drops...<br />maybe someday it actually will stop forever...<br />but then, is tat a nice thing to happen?<br /><br />i dunno....<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642899850404496225-8692119913051904104?l=larissachan.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Larissa Chanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10395078132526389649noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642899850404496225.post-89561340280066131642009-07-29T00:01:00.002+08:002009-07-29T00:06:18.221+08:00I am learning here..<br />hoping i will be okay...<br />so far so good...<br />yes i cry...<br />yes i miss...<br />but i don bang myself into the walls...<br />even when i see the lights going deemer..<br />even when i see the light going further...<br />i kno i have to grow up...<br />i kno wut would come will come...<br />i learn to love my computer a lot...<br />learn not to hate it like i used to...<br />learn to find joy in the world of net...<br />i learn to be alright...<br /><br />tomolo is the first day of sch...<br />how would tat be?<br />i hope is as smooth as how i feel so far...<br />even lotsa unsmooth around...<br />even when one barrier comes after another...<br />i learn to live my life...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642899850404496225-8956134028006613164?l=larissachan.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Larissa Chanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10395078132526389649noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642899850404496225.post-4718815608634940722009-05-06T21:48:00.003+08:002009-05-06T21:55:14.350+08:00i live my day in silence...<br />bringing my empty body around...<br />i blank my brain...<br />but my eyes tremble in tears...<br />i hold them back...<br />by looking away all the time...<br />i drown myself with stress...<br />burden myself with work...<br />in bed...<br />silence took over me...<br />i let go my tab...<br />let it drain all my energy away...<br />comfort myself with my "d"...<br />n let all that put me to bed...<br /><br />good nite~<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642899850404496225-471881560863494072?l=larissachan.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Larissa Chanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10395078132526389649noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642899850404496225.post-66822652286412871212009-03-15T23:27:00.001+08:002009-03-15T23:29:06.832+08:00tears dropped...<br /><br />when everythings stop,<br /><br /><br />i miss you!!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642899850404496225-6682265228641287121?l=larissachan.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Larissa Chanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10395078132526389649noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642899850404496225.post-83421345525468813962009-03-13T18:34:00.003+08:002009-03-13T18:45:44.715+08:00you know wut?<br />having ur mood swing by others isnt fun at all....<br />a minute u r hell hyper as if u hv all the candies suroundin u,<br />the next sec u r pulled down into the fire torturing hell....<br /><br />do u think tat is fun?<br />no is not...<br />yes, everyone is selfish...<br />all they think of is their feelings at tat moment,<br />how they r hurted?betrayed?<br />but do they ever realised tat at tat moment they r releasing,<br />ppl felt the same way too....<br /><br />yes, i'm hell one of those selfish bitch who only think bout herself...<br />but, sometimes i did tried to make things goes easier...<br />make everyone feel better...<br />but it seems like i've done nothing....<br />the effort is like none...<br /><br />pls bare tat i am only a human too....<br />i'm not god who can just make things perfect in a blink of eye..<br />sometimes wut things happened, it's not controlled by me...<br />i cant decide the timing of wutever thing tat is coming...<br /><br />so, blame me tat i'm in curse....<br />for always having everything in a wrong timing....<br />i don hell deal with my emotions well...<br />not when it's coming slow and wut more to say it's swinging hard?<br />just pls, don swing me like a doll...<br />it hurts, just as bad...<br /><br />when u don see, don hear, don feel it,<br />it doesnt mean it isnt there...<br />is juz tat u've chose to believe wut u want to believe...<br />jus like wut everyone would do...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642899850404496225-8342134552546881396?l=larissachan.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Larissa Chanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10395078132526389649noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642899850404496225.post-50402359536967250382009-02-15T23:41:00.002+08:002009-02-15T23:48:00.663+08:00it's a sunday today...<br />a bad day for me...<br />an emo day for me...<br /><br />i keep ask myself...<br />am i thinking too much?<br />why cant just let my brain rest??<br /><br />my bestie once said,<br />things that bother you are different from things that bothers others...<br />but in so many years,<br />i realised...<br />i'm still trap at the same space...<br /><br />is cz i never made any changes?<br />or issit this is my toughest challenge that i cannot get through??<br /><br />i'm so sick and tired of those emoness...<br />those non stop haunting thinking...<br />but...<br />how can i get over it?<br />why do i take tears as my escapade?<br /><br />why do i always hav to trap myself in?<br />i tot i tame the monster...<br />who knows, it's juz sleeping...<br />hiding deep down in me still?<br /><br />i am still fightin...<br />who can be there with me till the end?<br /><br />i wonder...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642899850404496225-5040235953696725038?l=larissachan.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Larissa Chanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10395078132526389649noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642899850404496225.post-59140276081425109062009-02-04T23:03:00.003+08:002009-02-04T23:08:46.606+08:00go or stay..<br />give or take..<br />bring or leave..<br /><br /><br />decisions are the hardest thing to do...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642899850404496225-5914027608142510906?l=larissachan.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Larissa Chanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10395078132526389649noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642899850404496225.post-20505129148824989122009-02-02T11:36:00.001+08:002009-02-02T11:39:14.944+08:00喜歡和愛咫尺千里。<br /><br />當你喜歡一個人時，你想和他在一起，因為他會帶給你快樂；<br />離開後，你會想念，想著想著就會笑，然後繼續你平靜的生活，並期待著與他再一次重逢。<br /><br />當你愛一個人時，你想和他在一起，那是一種牽腸掛肚的捨不得，怕他受委屈，怕他不能好好照顧自己；<br />離開後，你也會想念，想著想著歎一口氣，<br />'不知他現在過的怎樣？<br />'然後你繼續你平靜的生活，希望他早日回到你身邊。<br /><br />你喜歡的人在你眼中是天使，無所不能，他總會滿足你的任性的要求。<br /><br />你愛的人在你眼中是孩子，傻傻的，你不期望他做出什麼 '好事' 來，只一味縱容他那些讓人哭笑不得的舉動。<br /><br />你會希望你喜歡的人陪著你，然而你心中想的可能是你愛的人；<br />你會希望陪在你愛的人身邊，看他在你面前睡得如此安逸甜美毫不設防的樣子，你會微笑，會覺得好幸福。<br /><br />你喜歡的人傷害了你，你會生氣，<br />並且一定要讓他哄著騙著逗你笑你才原諒他；<br /><br />你愛的人傷害了你，你只會獨自傷心，<br />因為你怕對他大吼大叫會嚇著他，你憂傷地微笑著，看著他的眼睛，<br />一旦發現他的眼裡流露出歉意和悔恨，你會立即心疼地摟他在懷裡，<br />那一刻，你也是幸福的。<br /><br />你可以同時喜歡很多人，你會希望和很多人在一起，<br />但也許很多年後你才發現，原來你愛的就只有那麼一個，就那麼一個，怎麼都不會變，<br />你以為把他忘記了，其實只是忙的沒空想起而已，<br /><br />對於你喜歡的人，你關注的是他的優點；<br />對於你愛的人，你關注的是他的缺點，<br />並且，那些缺點如果無關原則的話，它們在你眼裡是可愛的，獨一無二的。<br /><br />喜歡和愛其實只有一紙之隔，任何愛都從喜歡開始，<br />當有天你突然發現，你喜歡的那個人在你眼中不再完美，<br />而他的瑕疵正如月中的桂影一般讓你更加依依不捨，<br />你會覺得與他光彩照人的一面相比,<br />你更願意看他在你面前無助的表情，不知道是不是應該祝賀你，<br /><br />總之，<br />你的感情昇華了——仰慕不是愛，甚至不是喜歡，<br /><br />當你對一個人只有仰慕之情時，<br />你們在一起便失去了和諧。<br /><br />有人說愛一個人很累，的確是，<br />因為你想為他承擔，<br />可是愛與喜歡相比最大的魅力就在於，<br />當你和愛的人在一起時，<br />你的感覺就像回家了！<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642899850404496225-2050512914882498912?l=larissachan.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Larissa Chanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10395078132526389649noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642899850404496225.post-88595411747539027612009-01-08T01:21:00.003+08:002009-01-08T01:30:41.640+08:00haunted by my insomnia again...<br />ever since i'm back from europe...<br />this prob strike me again...<br />i guess for quite a long time...<br />i don hv such problem anymore..<br />but i dunoo..<br />whether is jus because of the jet-lagg..<br />or juz my brain start thinking again..<br /><br />i fail to sleep easily again...<br /><br />there was once when i had this prob all the time..<br />it strikes me hard and bad everynight...<br />i remember... every single night...<br />i would go through my phonebook..<br />see who can i call...<br />as usual... there is not many.. or sud i say very little...<br />and i would juz call to a non answering phone...<br />listening to the ringing tone as if it's singing me a lullaby...<br />and put me to sleepp...<br /><br />once again... i'm going through the list again..<br />hahaha... only this time... it seems like not a single one of them from the very little...<br />is eligible anymore...<br />not even the non answering phone...<br />i'm all alone in the night...<br />writing to my dearly bloggie....<br />good nite~~<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642899850404496225-8859541174753902761?l=larissachan.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Larissa Chanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10395078132526389649noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642899850404496225.post-20774317645123686532009-01-06T00:47:00.002+08:002009-01-06T00:53:51.491+08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ejS3IGWrMug/SWI7BU-2cNI/AAAAAAAAAEY/W2yAoV_hw_A/s1600-h/images.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287853806484615378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 116px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 94px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ejS3IGWrMug/SWI7BU-2cNI/AAAAAAAAAEY/W2yAoV_hw_A/s400/images.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://www.baidu.com/s?wd=%BA%C3%BE%C3%B2%BB%BC%FB&amp;lm=0&amp;si=&amp;rn=10&amp;ie=gb2312&amp;ct=0&amp;cl=3&amp;f=12&amp;oq=hao+jiu+bu+jian"><span style="color:#000000;">好久不见</span></a>...<br /><a href="http://www.baidu.com/s?wd=%CF%EB%CE%CA%C4%E3&amp;lm=0&amp;si=&amp;rn=10&amp;ie=gb2312&amp;ct=0&amp;cl=3&amp;f=12&amp;oq=xiang+wen+ni"><span style="color:#000000;">想问你</span></a><span style="color:#000000;">,</span><br /><a href="http://www.baidu.com/s?wd=%C4%E3%D7%EE%BD%FC%BB%B9%BA%C3%C2%F0&amp;lm=0&amp;si=&amp;rn=10&amp;ie=gb2312&amp;ct=0&amp;cl=3&amp;f=12&amp;oq=ni+zui+jing+hai+hao+ma"><span style="color:#000000;">你最近还好吗</span></a><span style="color:#000000;">?</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642899850404496225-2077431764512368653?l=larissachan.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Larissa Chanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10395078132526389649noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642899850404496225.post-20327644588295566372008-12-09T12:10:00.000+08:002008-12-09T12:11:50.628+08:00<div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;">I am totally <strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">ANNOYED</span></strong> by <strong><span style="color:#006600;">FFKkers</span></strong>~~~~~~!!!!!</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642899850404496225-2032764458829556637?l=larissachan.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Larissa Chanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10395078132526389649noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642899850404496225.post-6796080769109320562008-12-07T18:25:00.000+08:002008-12-07T18:26:46.025+08:00one word describes all...<br /><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">BORED~!!!!!!!!</span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642899850404496225-679608076910932056?l=larissachan.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Larissa Chanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10395078132526389649noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642899850404496225.post-45729758843853193572008-12-06T18:00:00.002+08:002008-12-06T18:22:53.412+08:00Tagged by, Chen Chen<br /><br />1. What’s your ambition?<br />to be honest... i have no idea...juz wanna earn some big bucks..<br /><br />2. Who is more important to you? Friends or boy/girlfriend?<br /> Muffin gets slightly more credit than frenz i guess.. i dunno... almost equal....<br /><br />3. How often do you think of committing suicide?<br />Maybe just when i dropped to the most bottom of my heart... once in a bluemoon... but my family and friends kept me strong..<br /><br />4. Do you think you have enough confidence?<br />erm... depends on wut issit... if it is regarding to things that i've done, well if i really did work hard, den it'll be full..<br /><br />5. How many babies you want?<br />maybe 2... haaha.... (i like gals better)<br /><br />6. Do you believe in seeing a rainbow after the rain?<br />they do appear... but.. why needa believe in tat?<br /><br />7. What is your goal for this year?<br />keep up my grades... no more slacking...<br /><br />8. Do you believe in eternity love?<br />guess not...<br /><br />9. What's a perfect girlfriend/boyfriend like to u?<br />One with a full heart...<br /><br />10. What are you really afraid of?<br />Loneliness... BOREDOM....parents...<br /><br />11. What are your bad habits?<br />Super slack and lazy....<br /><br />12. Is there anything you wanna tell the people who hate you?<br />Don need u to love me... just stay away and don leave tat fake smile behind...<br /><br />13. State a random fact about yourself.<br />Am blotted.<br /><br />14. What does flying means to you?<br />Nice scenes....<br /><br />15. What do you crave for the most currently?<br />I just had my escapade... so i guess cheesecake...<br /><br />16. Most unexpected gift you received so far and when?<br />erm... 2 huge soft toys.... very very long ago....<br /><br />17. Describe the person who tagged you in 7 words.<br />caring, sweet, random, emo, hyper, funny and nice to hug.... hahaha...<br /><br />18. What have you done to yourself make yourself happy?<br />Eat chocolates...drink freezes.....<br /><br />19. What will u become in another 10 years to come?<br />Old... hahahaa.....hopefully a mother...<br /><br />20. What are you going to do after this?<br />Shower....<br /><br />done ur tag chen chen... so super duper long... my god... hahaa..<br />cant tag anyone else lw cz u've tagged most ppl i kno.. hahaha<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642899850404496225-4572975884385319357?l=larissachan.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Larissa Chanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10395078132526389649noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642899850404496225.post-23981823923622052712008-12-05T16:13:00.004+08:002008-12-05T16:38:46.569+08:00woke up from a nap...<br /><br />suddenly the lightbulb just goes on!!!<br /><br />haha...<br /><br />and there it is~~~~<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276221560998663058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 285px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ejS3IGWrMug/STjnjhuVE5I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ovXzwHhVD08/s400/1AJCASMFH73CALX06LSCA01CYI0CA0SA0GECA5ZDB92CAKSUVVFCAO3HWU4CA5Z4C30CA7305MSCARCGSE4CAUZ0UZ2CA7IHDR3CAYRV6NECAJU73C8CAK6LLKACAGS9QA0CA0LISEMCA8F6DHRCA76VV21.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br />so much of saying it's easy to please a girl huh??<br /><br />haha~~<br /><br />when i was younger, i used to tell daddy..<br />"hey daddy... u see i've made a list of commitment this year...<br />i want a camera, a new bag, a daddadadadada..<br />and i would go on and on... tat's when daddy goes :" wow wow.. slow down girl..<br />tat's too many and no no no... u have to cut down..."he ended with a loud exhale.."<br />haha.. some part of my life tat i'll never forget cz the look on his face was way funny...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642899850404496225-2398182392362205271?l=larissachan.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Larissa Chanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10395078132526389649noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642899850404496225.post-54067215515240100972008-12-04T15:05:00.005+08:002008-12-04T15:29:09.514+08:00one day...<br />when i was out shopping with my friends...<br />i've got this crazy idea..<br />inspired by JENNY HUMPHREY from gossip girl Season 2..<br />to go <span style="color:#ff0000;">RED</span>!!!!<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ejS3IGWrMug/STeFOtg9mzI/AAAAAAAAAEI/RX_2IatDP-4/s1600-h/page+red.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275831976270338866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 399px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ejS3IGWrMug/STeFOtg9mzI/AAAAAAAAAEI/RX_2IatDP-4/s400/page+red.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center">tryin to make it up to her...</div><div align="center">since she didnt have enough fun the week before~<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ejS3IGWrMug/STeFObqfQVI/AAAAAAAAAEA/hurJCxZYUPU/s1600-h/DSC02888.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275831971478454610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ejS3IGWrMug/STeFObqfQVI/AAAAAAAAAEA/hurJCxZYUPU/s400/DSC02888.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />hahaha... spot the vampire...<br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ejS3IGWrMug/STeFN9HLKpI/AAAAAAAAAD4/kMLM9nsCIrk/s1600-h/DSC02886.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275831963277273746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 370px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ejS3IGWrMug/STeFN9HLKpI/AAAAAAAAAD4/kMLM9nsCIrk/s400/DSC02886.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />escapade lunch tat we've all crave for some time... </div><div>well.. finally...</div><div>exam free and we r HERE~!!!</div><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ejS3IGWrMug/STeFNT-dcsI/AAAAAAAAADw/kV4pKTZFH-s/s1600-h/DSC02890.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275831952234869442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ejS3IGWrMug/STeFNT-dcsI/AAAAAAAAADw/kV4pKTZFH-s/s400/DSC02890.JPG" border="0" /></a> all u can see is tat idamame thingy..</div><div>hahaha... </div><div>cz all the others are NOT serve yet...</div><div><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642899850404496225-5406721551524010097?l=larissachan.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Larissa Chanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10395078132526389649noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642899850404496225.post-60811850330250035752008-12-02T11:36:00.002+08:002008-12-02T11:47:14.922+08:00when someone asked..<br />hey... how's life??<br />well... it's fine...<br />jus normal and peace..<br />nothing special...<br />is that a good thing???<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ejS3IGWrMug/STStkqxyiUI/AAAAAAAAADo/U-GHEfi1wgQ/s1600-h/images.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275031909027711298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 94px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ejS3IGWrMug/STStkqxyiUI/AAAAAAAAADo/U-GHEfi1wgQ/s400/images.jpg" border="0" /></a> the sea is calm and quiet...<br />but why do i feel weird??<br />issit cz something big is going to happen??<br />or issit cz i'm so used to having a life with rough sea?<br /><br />is that good and bad?<br />hmm...<br />maybe life just cant have too much of those perfect lil moment..<br />cz that's what makes those moment extraordinary...<br />right???<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642899850404496225-6081185033025003575?l=larissachan.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Larissa Chanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10395078132526389649noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642899850404496225.post-39613527254381803142008-11-24T20:22:00.002+08:002008-11-24T20:31:51.055+08:00the movie is bout several relationship breakdown...<br />cz of commitment-phobia to marriage, responsibility as a father...<br />all and all....<br /><br />when the marriage is breaking down cz he is not ready to be an adult...<br />to be a father...<br />he thinks what is best for the child is to be seperated...<br />so that the child wont have to grow up listening to all the arguments..<br />will u agree???<br /><br />when the relationship is torn apart because he is about to having an affair..<br />about in the sense that he went out in couple of dates with the other gal...<br />may have kissed several times but things haven bring to bed...<br />can u take tat??? will he be forgiven??<br />issit really tat serious???<br /><br />what if because of the furious fight u brought up...<br />tat really sent him to make up his mind to bring the girl to bed..<br />let him to hav the official excuse that it doesnt matter anymore..<br />by then....<br />can u still forgive him???<br />ppl have to learn from mistake...<br />but is there a chance still??<br />will u be able to start from the beginning and love him as always??<br /><br />found this movie make my brain go non-stop...<br />many different thoughts....<br />if u were that gal.... what will u do???<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642899850404496225-3961352725438180314?l=larissachan.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Larissa Chanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10395078132526389649noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642899850404496225.post-52336150032562780712008-11-15T12:00:00.001+08:002008-11-15T12:02:19.302+08:00i juz passed by WU ZUN's blog~~~~<br />cz i saw the link from someone's blog so juz click in...<br />get slight better impression in him after the series hot shot...<br /><br />okay... luuluu... i have to admit that he is HOT HOT HOT too~~~<br />hahaha.....especially in the movie.... really HOT~~<br />his eyes.... WOW~~~~~!!!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642899850404496225-5233615003256278071?l=larissachan.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Larissa Chanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10395078132526389649noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642899850404496225.post-69062504818343435982008-11-09T15:49:00.001+08:002008-11-09T15:51:58.816+08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ejS3IGWrMug/SRaWjWhElsI/AAAAAAAAADg/qUaxi7rZQKs/s1600-h/my+eyes.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266562348340254402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 326px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ejS3IGWrMug/SRaWjWhElsI/AAAAAAAAADg/qUaxi7rZQKs/s400/my+eyes.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642899850404496225-6906250481834343598?l=larissachan.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Larissa Chanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10395078132526389649noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642899850404496225.post-40577831841684198212008-11-09T13:35:00.002+08:002008-11-09T13:40:00.580+08:00<div align="center">It's her birthday~!!!<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ejS3IGWrMug/SRZ20SdMJCI/AAAAAAAAADY/wT8uT5zTLQY/s1600-h/page+chin.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266527454935917602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ejS3IGWrMug/SRZ20SdMJCI/AAAAAAAAADY/wT8uT5zTLQY/s400/page+chin.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-size:180%;">Happy happy birthday~!!!</span></div><div align="center">to our most respectful <span style="font-size:130%;">Chin Neng~~</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">*The president of Neng Gang*</span></div><div align="center">hahaha....</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">doesnt she looks gorgeously cute??</div><div align="center">with her charm and humour that live in her...<br />she is always glowing in the aura tat can influence beings around her..</div><div align="center">a slight touch from her, bloom goes ur day~!!!!</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642899850404496225-4057783184168419821?l=larissachan.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Larissa Chanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10395078132526389649noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642899850404496225.post-7553834231021716272008-11-08T18:00:00.003+08:002008-11-08T18:06:51.407+08:00She asked him to close his eyes...<br /><br />and that is when she took out a map and said:<br /><br /><div align="center">" pick a city or a town, doesnt matter how big or how small,</div><div align="center">when u get into the med's school,</div><div align="center">i'll be right there with u..."</div><div align="center">~Melinda Gordon~</div><div align="center">Ghost Whisperer S3E06</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642899850404496225-755383423102171627?l=larissachan.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Larissa Chanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10395078132526389649noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642899850404496225.post-57616194773630986422008-11-07T20:28:00.002+08:002008-11-07T20:45:10.446+08:00passed by mummy's blog today and saw the post about the three stories bout shoes....<br />juz love love love tat~~!!!<br /><br /><br />Apart from those three stories that comes from movie/series,<br />i've actually seen tat in real life....<br />i guess tat is really rare cz how many man in this world would actually kneel down or handle something tat will jeopardize the pride of the man~~!!!!<br />come on, but when i saw that seen when this guy actually took a few of the gf's heels up to her bedroom for her to choose juz cz she is unsure of which one to go with her dress....<br />OMG!!!! tat is <strong>strike one~!!!</strong><br /><br />next is after she has chosen, he bring the chosen pair down and put it right in front of the main door so tat she can wear them easily, but one side fall down, he actually pick it up and put it back straight again..... <strong>strike two~~!!!!!!</strong><br /><br />not done yet... and when she trying to put it on, he kneeled down in front of her to help her on the stripes of the heels...<strong>strike three~!!!!!</strong><br /><strong></strong><br />Tat makes me so envy that gurl of his.... must be the most precious princess in his heart....<br /><br />okay... some girls might think tat oh i wont want my guy to do tat for me juz to protect his pride or tat is not a man deed for me...<br /><br /><br />NOT NOT NOT for me....i admit tat i'm kinda extreme when come to things about heart...<br />is never about pride, reputation..... to me, it's always about the willingness and the heart to jus have such sweet and caring thoughts in the mind....<br /><br />okay.... maybe when it comes to shoes/heels is quite a big deal, but even lil gentlement act like opening the door, slight protection when encounter possible danger, make the effort of being the person who say out the order of food... juz all the very tiny bits but are all the super sweet extra zings to the day~~!!! hahaa....<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642899850404496225-5761619477363098642?l=larissachan.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Larissa Chanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10395078132526389649noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642899850404496225.post-55936157263924462802008-11-05T21:53:00.000+08:002008-11-05T21:54:07.852+08:00<table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2><tr><td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center><br /><font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'><br /><strong>How You Are In Love</strong><br /></font></td></tr><br /><tr><td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"><br /><center><img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howareyouinlovequiz/rose.jpg" height="100" width="100"></center><br /><font color="#000000"><br />You fall in love quickly and easily. And very often.<br /><br /><br /><br />You tend to give more than take in relationships.<br /><br /><br /><br />You tend to get very attached when you're with someone. You want to see your love all the time.<br /><br /><br /><br />You love your partner unconditionally and don't try to make them change.<br /><br /><br /><br />You stay in love for a long time, even if you aren't loved back. When you fall, you fall hard.<br /></font></td></tr></table><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howareyouinlovequiz/">How Are You In Love?</a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642899850404496225-5593615726392446280?l=larissachan.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Larissa Chanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10395078132526389649noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642899850404496225.post-45904798491159917042008-11-02T22:13:00.001+08:002008-11-02T22:13:47.691+08:00<table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2><tr><td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center><br /><font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'><br /><strong>What Larissachan Means</strong><br /></font></td></tr><br /><tr><td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"><br /><center><img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/name.gif" height="100" width="100"></center><br /><font color="#000000"><br />You are relaxed, chill, and very likely to go with the flow.<br /><br />You are light hearted and accepting. You don't get worked up easily.<br /><br />Well adjusted and incredibly happy, many people wonder what your secret to life is.<br /><br /><br /><br />You are usually the best at everything ... you strive for perfection. <br /><br />You are confident, authoritative, and aggressive. <br /><br />You have the classic “Type A” personality.<br /><br /><br /><br />You are wild, crazy, and a huge rebel. You're always up to something.<br /><br />You have a ton of energy, and most people can't handle you. You're very intense.<br /><br />You definitely are a handful, and you're likely to get in trouble. But your kind of trouble is a lot of fun.<br /><br /><br /><br />You tend to be pretty tightly wound. It's easy to get you excited... which can be a good or bad thing.<br /><br />You have a lot of enthusiasm, but it fades rather quickly. You don't stick with any one thing for very long.<br /><br />You have the drive to accomplish a lot in a short amount of time. Your biggest problem is making sure you finish the projects you start.<br /><br /><br /><br />You are the total package - suave, sexy, smart, and strong.<br /><br />You have the whole world under your spell, and you can influence almost everyone you know.<br /><br />You don't always resist your urges to crush the weak. Just remember, they don't have as much going for them as you do.<br /><br /><br /><br />You are very open. You communicate well, and you connect with other people easily.<br /><br />You are a naturally creative person. Ideas just flow from your mind.<br /><br />A true chameleon, you are many things at different points in your life. You are very adaptable.<br /><br /><br /><br />You are truly an original person. You have amazing ideas, and the power to carry them out.<br /><br />Success comes rather easily for you... especially in business and academia.<br /><br />Some people find you to be selfish and a bit overbearing. You're a strong person.<br /><br /><br /><br />You are very intuitive and wise. You understand the world better than most people.<br /><br />You also have a very active imagination. You often get carried away with your thoughts.<br /><br />You are prone to a little paranoia and jealousy. You sometimes go overboard in interpreting signals.<br /></font></td></tr></table><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/">What's Your Name's Hidden Meaning?</a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642899850404496225-4590479849115991704?l=larissachan.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Larissa Chanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10395078132526389649noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642899850404496225.post-58352201880851924102008-11-02T22:07:00.000+08:002008-11-02T22:08:18.166+08:00<table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2><tr><td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center><br /><font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'><br /><strong>You are Milk Chocolate</strong><br /></font></td></tr><br /><tr><td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"><br /><center><img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatkindofchocolateareyouquiz/milk-chocolate.jpg" height="100" width="100"></center><br /><font color="#000000"><br />A total dreamer, you spend most of your time with your head in the clouds.<br /><br />You often think of the future, and you are always working toward your ideal life.<br /><br />Also nostalgic, you rarely forget a meaningful moment... even those from long ago.<br /></font></td></tr></table><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofchocolateareyouquiz/">What Kind of Chocolate Are You?</a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642899850404496225-5835220188085192410?l=larissachan.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Larissa Chanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10395078132526389649noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642899850404496225.post-83236111568793155222008-11-02T22:01:00.001+08:002008-11-02T22:01:30.011+08:00<table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2><tr><td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center><br /><font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'><br /><strong>People Envy Your Compassion</strong><br /></font></td></tr><br /><tr><td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"><br /><center><img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatdopeopleenvyaboutyouquiz/compassion.gif" height="100" width="100"></center><br /><font color="#000000"><br />You have a kind heart and an unusual empathy for all living creatures. You tend to absorb others' happiness and pain.<br /><br />People envy your compassion, and more importantly, the connections it helps you build. And compassionate as you are, you feel for them.<br /></font></td></tr></table><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdopeopleenvyaboutyouquiz/">What Do People Envy About You?</a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642899850404496225-8323611156879315522?l=larissachan.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Larissa Chanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10395078132526389649noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642899850404496225.post-43837272536925659692008-11-02T20:50:00.002+08:002008-11-02T20:54:43.485+08:00my poor dao dao got washed by my maid~!!!<br />poor thing being twist and turn in the washing machine...<br />bit and pieces of it dropped off....<br />that aroma which puts me to sleep everynight...<br />which ease my pain and comfort me whenever i'm sad...<br />which reach out for me whenever i'm in pain...<br />in a slip second...<br />it's all gone...<br />starting from zero again...<br /><br /><br />those who r laughin now...<br />pls don be mean...<br />u all should kno better tat dao dao really doesnt stink AT ALL~~!!!<br />it's probably one of the nicest dao dao out of many others.....<br />I MISS YOU~~~<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642899850404496225-4383727253692565969?l=larissachan.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Larissa Chanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10395078132526389649noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642899850404496225.post-88930983484724654692008-10-29T19:06:00.003+08:002008-10-29T19:17:05.257+08:00my christmas plan is set.....<br />thrill and emo both at the same time...<br /><br />thrill cz am going to EUROPE~!!!<br />emo cz i'll miss my celebration with ppl i love..!!~<br />(not tat i don love my mom... but still...)<br /><br /><br />24 Dec<br />KL-Amsterdam<br />(by Airfrance, flight KL810, depart 2325 hrs)<br /><br />25 Dec<br />Amsterdam &amp; zaanse Schans<br />(Arriving 0530 hrs)<br /><br />26 Dec<br />Amsterdam-Brussels-<strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">Paris</span></strong><br /><span style="color:#000000;"></span><br />27 Dec<br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">Paris</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></strong><br /><span style="color:#000000;">28 Dec</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>Paris</strong></span><span style="color:#000000;">-Metz-Heidelberg-Ludwigshafen</span><br /><br />29 Dec<br />Ludwigshafen-Heidelberg-Frankfurt<br /><br />30 Dec<br />Frankfurt-Cologne-Rotterdam<br /><br />31 Dec<br />Rotterdam-Amsterdam-KL<br />(depart to KL by flight KL809, 2045hrs)<br /><br />1 Jan<br />KL<br />(Arriving at 1525hrs)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642899850404496225-8893098348472465469?l=larissachan.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Larissa Chanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10395078132526389649noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642899850404496225.post-15259113823987902882008-10-22T15:04:00.002+08:002008-10-22T15:12:17.101+08:00Was surfing the net looking for songs,<br />randomly found this...<br />just love it....dunno why...<br /><br />This goes out to someone that was<br />Once the most important person in my life<br />I didn’t realize it at the time<br />I can’t forgive myself for the way I treated you so<br />I don’t really expect you to either<br />It’s just...<br /> I don’t even know…<br />You’re the one that I like, the one that I need<br />The one that I gotta have just to succeed<br />I’m sorry about the pain I made you feel<br />That wasn’t me;<br />I looked for the sun, but it’s raining today<br />I remember when I first looked into your eyes<br />I wore a disguise 'cause I didn’t want to get hurt<br />But I didn’t know I made everything worse<br />You told me we were crazy in love<br />But you didn’t care when push came to shove<br />If you loved me as much as you said you did<br />Then you wouldn’t have hurt me like I ain’t shit<br />Now you pushed me away like you never even knew me<br /> I just wish everything could have turned out differently<br />I had a special feeling about you<br />I thought maybe you did too<br />You would understand, but…<br />No matter what, you’ll always be in my heart...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642899850404496225-1525911382398790288?l=larissachan.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Larissa Chanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10395078132526389649noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642899850404496225.post-42120412899044487942008-10-20T22:00:00.002+08:002008-10-20T22:11:30.426+08:00<span style="color:#000000;">When i'm driving back home from campus today,</span><br />the player played this song...<br />yesterday by leona lewis...<br />my heart chilled for a sec when it started,<br />cz tat's the ringtone when my bestie is calling....<br /><br /><br />and when the first phrase starts,<br />i wish to shout out loud that:"hunniebunnie, i really miss you..."<br /><br /><br />here goes the lyrics of the song...<br /><br /><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">I just cant believe your gone</span><br />still waitin for mornin to come<br />when i see if the sun will rise,<br />in the way that your by my side<br />well we got so much in store<br />tell me what is it im reaching for<br />when were through building memories<br />ill hold yesterday in my heart<br />in my heart<br /><br /><br />*chorus*<br />they can take tomorrow<br />and the plans we made<br />they can take the music<br />that we never play<br />all the broken dreams<br />take everything<br />just take it away,<br />but they can never have yesterday<br />they can take the future<br />that we'll never kno<br />wthey can take the places<br />that we said we will go<br />all the broken dreams<br /> take everything<br />just take it away,<br />but they can never have yesterday<br /><br /><br />you always choose to stay<br />I should be thankful for everyday<br />heaven knows what the future holds,<br />or least where the story goes<br />I never believed untill now<br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">I know ill see you again im sure</span><br />no its not selfish to ask for more<br />one more night, one more day<br />one more smile on your face<br />but they cant take yesterday<br /><br /><br /><br />*bridge*<br />I thought our days would last forever<br />but it wasnt our destiny<br />cause in my mind we had so much time,<br />but i was so wrong<br />no i can believe that<br />I can still find the strenghin the moments we made<br />I'm lookin back on yesterday<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642899850404496225-4212041289904448794?l=larissachan.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Larissa Chanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10395078132526389649noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642899850404496225.post-59027043074551820962008-10-19T21:28:00.003+08:002008-10-19T21:31:50.200+08:00<div align="left">pass by lulu's blog...</div><div align="left">saw her post about love...</div><div align="left">totally agree...</div><div align="left">so i would like to post it again...</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Love</div><div align="center">is Not to forget but to forgive,</div><div align="center">Not to see but to understand, </div><div align="center">Not to hear but to listen, </div><div align="center">Not to let go but to Hold on.</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">Find a guy, </div><div align="center">Who calls you Beautiful instead of hot. </div><div align="center">Who calls you back when you hang up on him. </div><div align="center">Who stays awake just to watch you sleep. </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">The guy,</div><div align="center">Who kisses your forehead. </div><div align="center">Who wants to show you off to the world,</div><div align="center">even when you are in your sweats. </div><div align="center">Who holds your hand in front of his friends. </div><div align="center">Who is constantly reminding you of </div><div align="center">HowMuch He Cares about you and</div><div align="center">How Lucky He is to Have You. </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">The One who turns to his friends and says,</div><div align="center">'...That's Her.' =) </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642899850404496225-5902704307455182096?l=larissachan.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Larissa Chanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10395078132526389649noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642899850404496225.post-34955958383900913362008-10-14T16:09:00.003+08:002008-10-14T16:21:48.862+08:00<div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ejS3IGWrMug/SPRUpCXyazI/AAAAAAAAADA/PWpZI3LlfRI/s1600-h/Image1344.jpg"></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ejS3IGWrMug/SPRUpEuMQeI/AAAAAAAAADI/123mY2qiZy8/s1600-h/Image1343.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256919729667064290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ejS3IGWrMug/SPRUpEuMQeI/AAAAAAAAADI/123mY2qiZy8/s320/Image1343.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div>look at my poor blackie.... left eyes blind~!!!</div><br /><div>stupid old man.... so obvious his right eye cannot see clearly anymore...</div><br /><div>shouldnt be on the road driving... ear also deaf... hon so loud still totally didnt hear...</div><br /><div>bang dy den stilll tot he hit a hole and continue driving..</div><br /><div>stupid him~~ hon him madly cannot hear...</div><br /><div>overtake him and stop him he look at me and continue driving...</div><br /><div>ARGH~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~</div><br /><div>follow to his house he said he tot is a hole...den the whole story repeat again and again~~</div><br /><div>stupid old lady still tryin to be defensive....u kno nothing and being a third party pls juz keep quiet...</div><br /><div>u shouldnt have let ur husband drive and bang and still trying to protect him...</div><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256921407509253618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ejS3IGWrMug/SPRWKvK8TfI/AAAAAAAAADQ/AfOQUye1SBM/s320/Image1344.jpg" border="0" /></div></div><br /><p>why bang from behind too??? cz that uncle didnt stop....</p><p>follow him turn here and there and when out from another junction got bang by another car..</p><p>ARGH~~!!! anger boiling up my blood~!!!!!</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642899850404496225-3495595838390091336?l=larissachan.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Larissa Chanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10395078132526389649noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642899850404496225.post-92208091362490947902008-09-11T12:23:00.004+08:002008-09-11T13:08:10.221+08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ejS3IGWrMug/SMigTorcLHI/AAAAAAAAACA/tw6FdOcKBA0/s1600-h/DSC01317.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244618025270520946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ejS3IGWrMug/SMigTorcLHI/AAAAAAAAACA/tw6FdOcKBA0/s320/DSC01317.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>i couldnt bear to see u being so weak..</div><br /><div>i chose not to see...</div><br /><div>but now i asked myself is tat right?</div><br /><div>NO...</div><br /><div>i wont wanna forgive myself...</div><br /><div>u should be getting better?</div><br /><div>why r u not???</div><br /><div>u manage to do it??</div><br /><div>why did u gave up??</div><br /><div>jus coz everyone came to see u dy??</div><br /><div>i kno u r in pain..but u r getting better..</div><br /><div>why don wanna stay on???</div><br /><div>i kno is tough... but ah ma is always ur strength...</div><br /><div>i kno is a relief... but i miss u.. ah ma don wanna live without u...</div><br /><div>yes i kno one day u'll go...</div><br /><div>but tis is too fast.. too sudden.. </div><br /><div>why do u choose to leave without sayin a thing??</div><br /><div>why do u choose to fall asleep and never wake up???</div><br /><div>i miss you...</div><br /><div>i wont see u watering the plants or drinking coffee outside when i drive pass anymore...</div><br /><div>i wont see u sitting at the corner of the living room everytime i enter anymore...</div><br /><div>i wont hear u talking to me and laughin at me cz i can never understand u anymore...</div><br /><div>i wont see u being excited talking bout ppl's new car, new shoes, new clothes anymore...</div><br /><div><span style="font-size:180%;">i miss you!!!!!!</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642899850404496225-9220809136249094790?l=larissachan.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Larissa Chanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10395078132526389649noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642899850404496225.post-18151040919789614402008-09-02T20:40:00.002+08:002008-09-02T21:00:59.416+08:00好久不见，<br />熟悉的面孔，<br />熟悉的声音，<br />陌生的个性。。。<br /><br />开心，<br />因为你找到快乐，<br />伤心，<br />因为看见那影子。。。<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642899850404496225-1815104091978961440?l=larissachan.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Larissa Chanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10395078132526389649noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642899850404496225.post-35610044713093092582008-09-02T15:42:00.002+08:002008-09-02T15:50:01.756+08:00went to collect my transcript jus now...<br />and when i got it i got super duper luper shocked!!!!!<br />i mean I'm REALLY <span style="font-size:180%;">SHOCKED!!!!!!!</span><br /><br />one of the subject that i got 8 for it showed F-IN...<br />oh my god~~!!! wut is that?? i dont even kno wut it means...<br />so den i ask the clerk, she said u failed...<br />harlow~~~~~~ <span style="font-size:180%;">did u just said F.A.I.L.E.D????</span><br />she said is failed cz of imcompletion... den she asked me did i sit for the exam???<br />yes i did and when i checked the last time i got 8...<br />den she's like <span style="font-size:180%;">8??? what is is mark??</span><br />of course i cant remember but i'm hell sure i got 8 alright...<br />den she went to check it out for me..<br />came back and said that it's just a missed print....<br />EXCUSE ME MISS!!!!!<br />IT'S A RESULT TRANSCRIPT ALRIGHT???<br />CAN U PLS TRY TO HANDLE THEM WITH A LITTLE MORE CARE~~~~~<br /><br />my god..... heart is still pumping right now alright??<br /><br />wth!!!!!!!!!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642899850404496225-3561004471309309258?l=larissachan.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Larissa Chanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10395078132526389649noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642899850404496225.post-15357981922964368932008-08-24T21:06:00.002+08:002008-08-24T21:27:18.189+08:00as i once said, the damages have been done~~<br />there is nothing can be done~<br />but when the emotions are here, is still hard to cope with that....<br /><br />i never put it on the radio doesnt mean u can have ur wild guess of me having a perfect life...<br />i never shown slight emotion to u all because u have no idea at all of what is going on...<br />to me, is my problem that i wont need to contaiminate our relationships with these grieve...<br />but how can u jus making assumptions of urs on me tat easily??<br />what makes u think that just with a few sentences or even few hours of stories u can judge me??<br /><br />again... damages are already there....<br />i am thankful for those who are with me all the time and be my backbone when i collapse~~<br />to be my calcium i need to strengthen my bones and stand up once again~~~<br />thanks for those who would suddenly tot of me...<br /><br />if the question to me is am i okay?<br />i would tell u guys that i am a lot of things, people...<br />i am tired, i am frustated, i am sad, i am happy;<br />i am a million different things everyday of the week,<br />and i suppose OK is one of them...<br /><br />thanks for being with there for me, physically or mentally...<br />i do feel ur presence, ur care, ur love.....<br />*huggies* i love u guys so much...!!!<br />i am here because i have u guys with me all da time~~~~<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642899850404496225-1535798192296436893?l=larissachan.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Larissa Chanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10395078132526389649noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642899850404496225.post-80440221973262107162008-08-17T13:43:00.002+08:002008-08-17T13:51:58.800+08:00learn to be take responsibility on every single word u ever said,<br />one day heaven one day hell make all the words worthless....<br />what to believe, what not to believe...<br /><br />think before u act,<br />pay respect to others...<br />sabotaging a person u said u love,<br />simply put ur words into the trash bin...<br /><br />bring out the maturity in u,<br />stop being an attention seeker,<br />those drama INFURIATE me!!!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642899850404496225-8044022197326210716?l=larissachan.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Larissa Chanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10395078132526389649noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642899850404496225.post-14543370193811781902008-08-09T16:58:00.002+08:002008-08-09T17:07:08.416+08:00i walk out,<br />the scent is there...<br />i wish to go,<br />but i stayed...<br />a bar in between,<br />yet i got the scent...<br />i struggled,<br />and ignored...<br />we reached,<br />another scent strike me...<br />it pull me down,<br />i hide to spill it out...<br />den i sat,<br />the scent is here again...<br />i hold back those coming,<br />i managed it...<br />after meal,<br />the scent is here...<br />i hit my pain sensor,<br />to immune my smell sensor...<br />i pinch and twist,<br />to stop it trembelling...<br /><br />it's a long day...<br />to have the scent of pain...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642899850404496225-1454337019381178190?l=larissachan.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Larissa Chanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10395078132526389649noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642899850404496225.post-65101829253867875512008-08-08T13:07:00.002+08:002008-08-08T13:14:01.789+08:00i know i just said that i should not be moaning bout it but <span style="font-size:180%;">f*ck</span>!!!!!!!<br />it is fucking pain right after the local anesthetic is gone!!!!!!!!!<br /><span style="font-size:180%;">HELP ME~~~~~</span><br />i want it to go away so badly!~~~~<br />hey doctor, u never said it's going to be this pain~~!!!!!<br />it is hundred times worse than getting a piercing~!!!!!!<br />it has same symptom but a million times stronger...<br />the ear feels hot but this is super hot!~~~~<br />the strong pulsive pain is there but this is thrillion times more pain~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br />aw~!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!ouc~~~~~~~~~~~~~ouch~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br /><span style="font-size:180%;">SAVE ME PLS~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642899850404496225-6510182925386787551?l=larissachan.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Larissa Chanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10395078132526389649noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642899850404496225.post-71464587963042325022008-08-08T12:05:00.002+08:002008-08-08T12:09:33.095+08:00the dependant girl is on her way in filling up herself with the "I" and the "N"..<br />did some unusual things today...<br />pump fuel for the car..(simple but seldom been done)<br />drove to the clinic and took the injection..(simple too but odd without companion)<br />not calling anyone to nag about the pain...(very unusual)<br />maggie for lunch...(big improvement)<br /><br />haaha... sounds silly but is struggling all the way through it it it...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642899850404496225-7146458796304232502?l=larissachan.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Larissa Chanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10395078132526389649noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642899850404496225.post-6938033961992116972008-08-05T23:12:00.002+08:002008-08-05T23:19:56.270+08:00i can see it striking me...<br />i can see me slipping out of my soul...<br />i can see darkness filling up myself...<br />i can see me going off easily with no one pulling me back...<br />i can see me going beyond what the real me would do...<br />i can see my temper going huge...<br />i can see tat depression waiting for me there...<br />i can see me losing myself once again...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642899850404496225-693803396199211697?l=larissachan.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Larissa Chanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10395078132526389649noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642899850404496225.post-79944248140068181892008-07-23T16:13:00.003+08:002008-07-23T16:24:26.309+08:00a night out for the movie dark knight....<br />it was an overly draggy movie which can end lots faster....<br />got a shock stepping out from the lift and bump into him unexpectedly...<br /><br />yea though miri is a very small town with the least entertainment but still....<br />izzit fate or izzit pure coins or is juz arrangements~<br />the rather awk scene is up...<br />knowing each other so well yet as if we never met....<br />being all flirty around yet with well ignorance...<br /><br />spare me for walking away as i'm no saint...<br />i don give and take so fast nor swing my mood to the extreme...<br />i don go crushing ppl till they r flat den blow them up till they burst...<br />i don play mind games nor i'll flip a coin...<br /><br />i'm jus me who has all kinds of emotions human have...<br />i would be jealous, would be happy, would be angry, would be sad, would even be naughty...<br />i will try my best to deal with all kinds that i have but it would be helpful if others don manipulate them for me~~~<br />i would like it to come and go naturally but not being force into my adrenalin~!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642899850404496225-7994424814006818189?l=larissachan.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Larissa Chanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10395078132526389649noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642899850404496225.post-79748723521759949592008-07-22T14:47:00.002+08:002008-07-22T14:56:49.601+08:00depression lives in me or i live in depression??<br />hahaha....<br />a whole day meeting with the only three boxes in my house,<br />the old nasty feelings strucked me...<br />i fought till the very last second of the night until i finally juz drop down and gave up...<br />those stupid tears would juz keep rolling rolling down my cheeks for the chances of gasping a breath of fresh air....<br /><br />i hate to see u coming back into my soul....<br />hate to kno that u never left my body...<br />u r so ugly~~~~<br />go away!!!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642899850404496225-7974872352175994959?l=larissachan.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Larissa Chanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10395078132526389649noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642899850404496225.post-3735997303018208872008-07-21T15:00:00.002+08:002008-07-21T15:13:12.113+08:00hahaa... had this long chat about love over a night out yesterday with frenz....<br />human are confusing...<br /><div align="center">want to hook up for pampering and care but don want be tied down...</div><div align="center">BUT,cant bear to look at the other half having equal chance with others than you...</div><div align="center">want to hold on tight yet need to leash them loose too...</div><div align="center">want to give everything to them but worry they'll climb over ur head...</div><div align="center">want to be with them everyday but worry bout the arguments waiting for u...</div><div align="center">WOW!!! there can be so many reasons for hooking up and not hooking up...</div><br />but hey ppl...... why let all these grey ruin wut is the the biggest asset of <span style="color:#ff99ff;"><strong>LOVE</strong></span>???<br />IF <span style="color:#ff99ff;"><strong>LOVE </strong></span>IS A GAME, MAYBE IT'S A LOUSY GAME CZ THE RULES ARE NEVER CLEAR..<br />but love is a game that let u make the rules... that let u discover how it is played...<br />that is the whole point of it.... it might be scary, might be pain, but there is always equal sweetness, hapiness, lovingness and all the sweet indulgence that comes along....<br />dont drop out that~~~~<br /><br />although well it is kinda the fact that <span style="color:#ff99ff;">love=pain</span>, but still, love is <span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">RED</span>, never <span style="color:#666666;">GREY</span>....<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642899850404496225-373599730301820887?l=larissachan.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Larissa Chanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10395078132526389649noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642899850404496225.post-87583727285788608872008-07-20T17:58:00.003+08:002008-07-20T18:03:06.522+08:00i cant imagine wut would my life be after u have been gone....<br />to be going through my life alone...<br />how sad would that be???<br />i wish tat ur stay is not three months but forever...<br />i wish to tell u that but i cant...<br />i cant be so selfish to hold u back....<br />i cant stop u from hunting ur future...<br />but i want u to stay...<br />i need you to stay.....<br />u kno u r the bestest i have ever had....<br /><br />how i wish the time could stop at this age and never ticks again.......<br />J, u kno i love you...<br /><br /><br />xoxo<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642899850404496225-8758372728578860887?l=larissachan.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Larissa Chanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10395078132526389649noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642899850404496225.post-30137598407178161022008-07-07T18:35:00.002+08:002008-07-07T18:43:38.547+08:00" if u fail, den u wont have to study anymore!"<br /><br />wow... wut a nice compliment... thanks...<br />i've been working so hard to live up to ur expectation...<br />i still struggle to strive for the best when ppl are juz trying to pass in order to aim for the scholarship...<br />for all these years, tat is what i'm doing... i might not be the greatest but at least not tat bad..<br />other than dealing with all these stresses i gave myself,<br />i have to deal with my personal emotions, getting myself out of my depression in the same time...<br />all u've seen is tat i am being playful all the time!!!<br /><br />but the fact is i have worked even with sleepless nights to maintain my grades...<br />this is in fact my first and only time i hav the feeling of failing this subject...<br />but i tried, i juz don kno why the hell my brain and my hand arent working together and leading to this stupid careless mistake tat brought me to this border line...<br /><br />yes i have been partying a lot in this holz but is juz cz i felt really stress out for my entire sem...<br />is NOT that i didnt work hard enough!!!!<br />thanks a lot for tat wonderful heart stabbing compliment!!!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642899850404496225-3013759840717816102?l=larissachan.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Larissa Chanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10395078132526389649noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642899850404496225.post-37009566737251785862008-07-07T14:38:00.004+08:002008-07-07T15:38:49.139+08:00sorry but i needa do this....<br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">EXXXCCCUUSSSSEEEE ME B*TCH!!!!!!!!</span><br />the scenery is overwhelming SO u actually don hav to lay ur eyes on us!!!<br />shoot off with ur sceptical, horrible, ugly, b*tchy <span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;">LOOK!!!!</span><br /><br />don mean to offense since u r the sis, but HEY!!!!<br />if u cant take others are a bit attention grabbing or maybe slightly ahead of u,<br /><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">DONT LOOK!!!!</span><br /><br />is so mean and no manners to give ppl tat f*cking disgusting look~~~<br />juz a lil respect for the fact tat is ur sis's fren!!!! <span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;">THANK YOU~~~</span><br />will totally <span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;">appreciate </span>tat next time!!!!!!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642899850404496225-3700956673725178586?l=larissachan.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Larissa Chanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10395078132526389649noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642899850404496225.post-65826300550357230392008-07-06T15:38:00.002+08:002008-07-06T15:55:20.787+08:00tell me i'm cruel, tell me i'm cold blooded, tell me my heart is ugly....<br /><br />i''m just another normal gal....<br />i can stand up strong to the results i want,<br />but i still deserve to have time of breaking down....<br />i'm not tat perfect...<br />PAIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!<br /><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcccc;">my love, </span><br /><span style="color:#ffcccc;">i cant see how this will work... not a single day i wont think about this...</span><br /><span style="color:#ffcccc;">despite the road further, the simple things i wanted for all these years cant be reached still...</span><br /><span style="color:#ffcccc;">although a lot of adjustment have been made, problems still remained....</span><br /><span style="color:#ffcccc;">i am scared to walk further down, not wanting to fall off the cliff that is unable to survive anymore....</span><br /><span style="color:#ffcccc;">take me as being very very selfish...</span><br /><span style="color:#ffcccc;">maybe this is the best now....</span><br /><span style="color:#ffcccc;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffcccc;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffcccc;">xoxo,</span><br /><span style="color:#ffcccc;">lost girl</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642899850404496225-6582630055035723039?l=larissachan.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Larissa Chanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10395078132526389649noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642899850404496225.post-83680545822404051612008-07-01T15:46:00.002+08:002008-07-01T16:08:07.610+08:00it happened in one day....<br />when the same routine for the month happened again....<br />normally, it would be him that raised this thought of giving up, had enough, letting go...<br /><br />but something changed tis time, she got tired... raised the thought........<br />wow... where does this adrenaline came from???<br />a girl who juz stood up from a big fall, who would cry the hell out over everything,<br />juz dropped few drops tears, wipe them dry, hit the words, and sent over....<br /><br />everytime when she said she is really tired bout all those conflict, she meant it...<br />each and every little left over pieces of anger brought along from each conflict has grew HUGE!!<br />it's time for a break!! for a change!!<br /><br />and so, here it came another guy... so happened when all this happen....<br />who used to be a crush of the gal....assumptions starts... judgement starts....<br />please... lead back to why all this happens....<br /><br />when he ask her why is she having tis new guy fren???<br />isnt tat the same question when she has a contact with her ex(s)....<br />cant she have a guy fren who may had a relation before???<br />the reason for that relation to happen is because there is a connection at 1st...<br />why cant they be juz simple as frens???<br /><br />define pushing... pushing is giving pressure to the person to give a valid reason to an unreasonable question... pushing is when the person being ask has said STOP but the person who ask never want to stop... pushing is when the person is feeling so pressured by the same thing....<br /><br />when he choose to ask those doubtful questions, anger flame in her... remember to get back to the basic where all those things happened....<br />for things all started with all these doubt and is still not stopping....<br /><br />last for now, never compare her tragic with wut he is dealing now...<br />for wut she had once experienced is far away from wut he can imagine...<br />but, from her tragic experience, don ask questions tat hurt urself....wannna kno questions like wut?? haha.. ask in person<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642899850404496225-8368054582240405161?l=larissachan.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Larissa Chanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10395078132526389649noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642899850404496225.post-63698460517939176632008-05-17T01:55:00.003+08:002008-05-17T02:31:59.012+08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ejS3IGWrMug/SC3OeDf2LeI/AAAAAAAAAB4/x5xFfbp-lzo/s1600-h/images.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201040160413068770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ejS3IGWrMug/SC3OeDf2LeI/AAAAAAAAAB4/x5xFfbp-lzo/s320/images.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center">oh my god!!! this movie is so so so nice~~~</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"><em>P.S. I love You</em></span></div><br /><div align="center"><em></em></div><br /><div align="center">It begins with a funny unreasonable fight between a couple...Holly Kennedy, a smart lady married to the love of her life--a passionate, funny and impetuous Irishman named Gerry. It's a fight over the wrong thing Gerry said to his mother in law saying that Holly doesnt plan to have kids yet... In Holly's manner, is brought out in a wrong manner...</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">well, the fight ends with bang on 2 doors, and end up the door reopen and they proceed to their </div><br /><div align="center">so called the <strong><span style="color:#ffff00;">made up sex</span></strong>..</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">So it goes on with Gerry's life is taken by an illness, which takes the life out of Holly. She would stay in her apartment everyday drown herself with the memories that she have with Gerry. Well i believe most ppl would do so, or at least i think i would do so too...For as the only one who can help her is the person who is no longer there. </div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">Nobody knows Holly better than Gerry. So the story went interesting when she first received a cake and a tape recorded by Gerry. He planned everything ahead before he died. </div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">Gerry wrote Holly a series of letters that guide her, not only through her grief but in rediscovering herself slowly. The messages are Gerry's way of informing Holly life goes on. The messages include various tasks and treats Gerry has left for Holly. This is his way of letting her know he will always be there for her. In the months that follow, more letters from Gerry are delivered in surprising ways, each sending her on a new adventure and each signing off in the same way: "P.S. I Love You." </div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">Holly's mother and best friends, Sharon and Denise, begin to worry that Gerry's letters are keeping Holly tied to the past, but, in fact, each letter is pushing her further into a new future. With Gerry's words as her guide, Holly embarks on a journey of rediscovery in a story about marriage, friendship and how a love so strong can turn the finality of death into new beginning for life.</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">I totally absolutely love this movie... In some ways, i behave like Holly, a little, or i guess is a lot...</div><br /><div align="center">but also, i might do what Gerry would do if i'm leaving one day... I'm sure that is what i would do when love is still a wonderful and perfect thing to me long ago back then, but now...</div><br /><div align="center">i begin to wonder if i would still have the heart to do it,</div><br /><div align="center">my heart is dying, pounding slower and slower each time after a hit in the bull's eye!</div><br /><div align="center">...........................................</div><div align="center"> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642899850404496225-6369846051793917663?l=larissachan.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Larissa Chanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10395078132526389649noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642899850404496225.post-61921341160974415462008-05-14T15:45:00.003+08:002008-05-14T16:01:15.054+08:00when i am driving home from campus,<br /><br />the radio station played this song named "wo nan guo" from 5566...<br /><br />all the high school feeling rush into my heart, all the images refreshes in my mind....<br /><br />a time when we hv nothing to bother about, nothing to worry about,<br /><br />but to perform the best we've got....<br /><br />i'm sure rab will agree with me the first image would be where we sit together on the damaged old stage, singing to the rythmn of the song....<br /><br />with the breezy wind kissing on our sweaty body.....<br /><br />WOW!!! i painfully miss all those days...<br /><br />when future is not our concern...<br /><br />when study is not in the first place..<br /><br />when friendship is simple and pure....<br /><br />when life is getting more puuurrrfect~!!!!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642899850404496225-6192134116097441546?l=larissachan.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Larissa Chanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10395078132526389649noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642899850404496225.post-42783072121699727012008-03-20T22:40:00.002+08:002008-03-20T22:45:14.363+08:00<div align="center">we lie for the sack of trying to get rid of some unwanted problems,</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">lie trying to prevent some unwanted wounds,</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">but lies = problems,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"> lies = wounds,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center">when u lie, u hv already stab someone....</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">i'm learning to stop,</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">have u???</div><div align="center"> </div><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642899850404496225-4278307212169972701?l=larissachan.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Larissa Chanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10395078132526389649noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642899850404496225.post-83611451775384189912008-03-19T17:14:00.002+08:002008-03-19T17:18:37.401+08:00wow.... u won!!!!<br />treat it as me being stubborn,<br />treat it as me being unfair,<br />treat it as me being unreasonable,<br />treat it as me being crazy,<br />treat it as all my fault.......<br />i dunno how to continue tis anymore...<br />if the same problem is coming back again and again,<br />treat it as me being a loser...<br />i juz wanna run away from all tat....<br /><br />there is once a myth about a three year curse,<br />i've got a prediction saying tat no matter what, it wont happen to me...<br /><br />but maybe now it is happenin...................................................................<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642899850404496225-8361145177538418991?l=larissachan.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Larissa Chanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10395078132526389649noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642899850404496225.post-86415830043147736502008-03-15T01:28:00.003+08:002008-03-15T01:48:03.414+08:00just finish watching 17th and 18th episodes of seventh day,<br />feeling kinda emo cz what they are feeling are the same like what i once had...<br />as the gurl said, she never thought the pain of losing someone is worse than the physical pain...<br />looking at the guy also reflected on me....<br />living a life of inhumane, how pathetic!!!!<br /><br />am not trying to be emo juz tat sometimes when the memories of the bad things that once happened to u flashes through ur head, the pain and the sorrow comes back together.... all these crappy stuff are really a taboo to me.... something that i am reluctant to touch, to feel, to hv any relation with them....<br /><br />i am most delighted to say that i am living a very wonderful and blissful life now, and with deepest wish tat i will not have to taste back all those bad feelings once again....juz a simple wish to be understood....<br /><br />please go away!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642899850404496225-8641583004314773650?l=larissachan.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Larissa Chanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10395078132526389649noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642899850404496225.post-3890555777580243052008-03-11T23:29:00.004+08:002008-03-11T23:54:15.476+08:00<div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ejS3IGWrMug/R9aqN4ZvEqI/AAAAAAAAABw/TKfNPEEIClI/s1600-h/egg+tart.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176511977164313250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ejS3IGWrMug/R9aqN4ZvEqI/AAAAAAAAABw/TKfNPEEIClI/s320/egg+tart.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">FINALLY!!!</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">a free day~~~ no class on tis WEDINESSYDAY~!~!~!~!</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">am visualizing a lovely branch at mega hotel for the super duper lovely egg-tart</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">den off to a torturing facial</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">maybe sooth out the pain with a hairwash if time allow</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">how wonderful juz by imagining them~~~~~~~~~~~~~</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">hmmm~!!!!! crozz finger for tomolo!!!! </div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642899850404496225-389055577758024305?l=larissachan.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Larissa Chanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10395078132526389649noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642899850404496225.post-43494035411290694102008-03-10T23:07:00.002+08:002008-03-10T23:24:41.519+08:00if u get a compliment, how would u treat it???<br /><br />as a guide?? or take it really serious???<br /><br />when ppl are enjoying too much from those compliments,<br /><br />things build up... good and bad stuff...<br /><br />the good part is of course it boost up the confident,<br /><br />but the bad part is being over confident and potraying as arrogant...<br /><br /><br /><br />yes, of course everyone love to be praised but i've seen the impact of the excessive...<br /><br />that's y i would take precaution on each and every compliment.....<br /><br />there is no harm in analysing a compliment whether is a sincere one or juz a random beautified one before taking it in....<br /><br />yea i may be stingy in giving out compliment but tat is because when everyone is building a dream for u, i wish to let u see the real world...<br /><br />the world is never as pretty as written in all the fairytales....<br /><br />yea tis may result in a misintepretation of looking less on u,<br />but i juz want the best!! maybe i'm harsh in my words sometimes but it comes from a good heart!<br /><br />IS living a life lie makes a better person or livin being a true person???<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642899850404496225-4349403541129069410?l=larissachan.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Larissa Chanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10395078132526389649noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642899850404496225.post-7115273726979154552008-03-07T23:02:00.002+08:002008-03-07T23:24:32.080+08:00<div align="center">Gonna be a wording post tis time cz from the last time i posted those few photos, i forgot to turn off my pinkie and has not been charging it since then...</div><div align="center"> hahahaha</div><div align="center">.........</div><div align="center">juz to avoid being nag by all my darlings,</div><div align="center">gonna drop something special here....</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">hehehe..</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">right now i'm in my worn melty make-up(after dance performance)</div><div align="center">being a lazy bump here..</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">really extreme things happened juz now...</div><div align="center">dunno is sad or funny or wut...</div><div align="center">a waiter is trying to serve us red wine...</div><div align="center">he 1st serve it to my fren--stephy who den claimed that she doesnt want it..</div><div align="center">in a short moment comes a</div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">*****</span><span style="color:#ff0000;">WATER SPLASH******</span></strong></span></div><div align="center">he spilled all the red wine on this other hand..</div><div align="center">soak most of stephy's hair and dress and some on my arm and dress too...</div><div align="center">well!!! i don have much feeling tat time...</div><div align="center">all i kno is tat stephy is really sad and angry..</div><div align="center">so i juz focus cleaning her up but forgot but myself!!!</div><div align="center">hahahaha... well i guess it wasnt really the waiter's fault cz he didnt do it intentionally...</div><div align="center">anyway, it's still a bad thing tat he is too stunned to show his apology.....</div><div align="center">nice sharing?? hahaha...</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;">gonna try to drag my heavy feets to the WC to wipe off my"mask"</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;">heehehehe</span> </div><div align="center"> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642899850404496225-711527372697915455?l=larissachan.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Larissa Chanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10395078132526389649noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642899850404496225.post-87176725147424051322008-02-29T14:47:00.005+08:002008-02-29T17:47:27.762+08:00<div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ejS3IGWrMug/R8e4n49-79I/AAAAAAAAABA/lZ7YIA5ZmXI/s1600-h/DSC00078.JPG"></a><br /></div><p align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ejS3IGWrMug/R8e4oY9-7-I/AAAAAAAAABI/zctSCl4UUZw/s1600-h/DSC00176.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172305701095010274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ejS3IGWrMug/R8e4oY9-7-I/AAAAAAAAABI/zctSCl4UUZw/s320/DSC00176.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ejS3IGWrMug/R8e4oo9-7_I/AAAAAAAAABQ/GXemnmlPDq8/s1600-h/DSC00181.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172305705389977586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ejS3IGWrMug/R8e4oo9-7_I/AAAAAAAAABQ/GXemnmlPDq8/s320/DSC00181.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ejS3IGWrMug/R8e4pI9-8AI/AAAAAAAAABY/mOZ860l0y6E/s1600-h/DSC00247.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172305713979912194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ejS3IGWrMug/R8e4pI9-8AI/AAAAAAAAABY/mOZ860l0y6E/s320/DSC00247.JPG" border="0" /></a> late dinner in genki sushi before the coundown </p><p align="center">into year 2008**~~~!~!~!~!~<br /></p><p align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ejS3IGWrMug/R8evzY9-76I/AAAAAAAAAAo/qHKtBue9PwY/s1600-h/DSC00092.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172295994468921250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ejS3IGWrMug/R8evzY9-76I/AAAAAAAAAAo/qHKtBue9PwY/s320/DSC00092.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ejS3IGWrMug/R8ev0o9-77I/AAAAAAAAAAw/ytviAvKZHL0/s1600-h/DSC00101.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172296015943757746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ejS3IGWrMug/R8ev0o9-77I/AAAAAAAAAAw/ytviAvKZHL0/s320/DSC00101.JPG" border="0" /></a> crazyness on bkt bintang streets~!~!~!~!<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ejS3IGWrMug/R8ev049-78I/AAAAAAAAAA4/wWnr7PoeQIk/s1600-h/DSC00115.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172296020238725058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ejS3IGWrMug/R8ev049-78I/AAAAAAAAAA4/wWnr7PoeQIk/s320/DSC00115.JPG" border="0" /></a> LINE UP!!!! show tummy~!~!!~hahha.. HOTZ~~~ </p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;">(crazy rab took tis pic cz too hyper till cant sleep</span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;">and everyone is already snoring their ways!!)</span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172295972994084738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="207" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ejS3IGWrMug/R8evyI9-74I/AAAAAAAAAAY/Qj23L8mUVns/s320/PMBS0040.JPG" width="320" border="0" /></span></p><p align="center">supper at lovely *BRJ* right after our arrival</p><p align="center">at ALPHA CONDO~!~!~!~!<br /><br /></p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172295985878986642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="207" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ejS3IGWrMug/R8evy49-75I/AAAAAAAAAAg/MPZWrlkBJBw/s320/PMBS0010.JPG" width="320" border="0" /> <p align="center">boarding passes ready to take off!!!!</p><p align="center">~HURRay bAbES~<br /></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642899850404496225-8717672514742405132?l=larissachan.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Larissa Chanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10395078132526389649noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1642899850404496225.post-80015061071347863732008-01-03T19:40:00.005+08:002008-02-27T14:49:48.877+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;"><br />Be nice and Say Hi!<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">Hellooo! =)</span><br /></div><span style="font-size:180%;"><br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1642899850404496225-8001506107134786373?l=larissachan.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Larissa Chanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10395078132526389649noreply@blogger.com0