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Saturday

依旧努力着

失眠了,明明累了,可一躺下,脑袋空空的,眼睛争大大地,就是睡不着。
刚买了后青春期的诗(没错,有点迟才买到),所以开始阅读,现在理所当然读完啦~
然后,想着十八岁的自己。
十八岁...
不想忘记的一年;不想记得的一年。
然后再想起高中的日子,十六、七岁的我。
没什么不同,努力的读书,努力的玩,努力的寻找爱情。
然后期待着毕业,踏入学院,不再有十八限定,爱看哪部戏就那部。
慢慢的,想起拿成绩册的那天,一个人从学院乘车回到学校...
成绩到手,其实很不快乐,但大家都很高兴,大家都认为我满意。
一如既往,把我的难过收起,和大家快快乐乐去吃一顿,然后收到他的讯息...
初恋,在那时开始了,在那所学院的时光其实很好。
只是随我离去,决定万向另一个目标后,这份情也告一段落。
那时,感情、学业、家事,都学者面对,无数个独自哭泣的夜晚。
无数次,问着自己,当年我的决定是对得吗?然后,无数个‘如果’...
其实十八岁,离我并没很常的时光,可我一直在想当年,真可笑。
没有十八岁的我,遇过的事,做过的决定,就不会有现在的我。
很有可能不会遇到现在这个他,虽然我们的未来还是个未知数,但我衷心希望是个美满结局。
二十三岁...
今年的我,依旧为一张文凭打斗的,为当年固执的我继续努力着。
为了早日得到我渴望的未来,一次次的做选择,然后偶尔后悔偶尔感叹...
人生,有时不是依你所愿的,有时必须放弃一些什么,才能得到什么。
即使有天会后悔,但这就是人生吧?能做的,就是把可能的后悔减成最低...
是这样吗?

I cant stop dreaming, d days i would hav wif u, waking up in ur arms, working hard 4 our family, taking care our children, laughter spread all over our hse, no doubt sumtimes may hav sum shouting, sum argument, but i noe v wil do our best 2 make all d gd tings happen. It would b nice, if i can hav u giv me a hug b4 i slp, having sum1 beside me wen i hav nitemare, sum2 hu wil keep me warm at a breeze nite.
Frm 18 yrs old, i been hoping 2 build my own family, i falled, i cried, im hurt, n i stand up again.
Frm 18 yrs old, i been tinking abt my own career, i doubted, i lost, i wonder, n i keep fighting.
Frm 18 yrs old, i been tying 2 expand my social life, i stepped forward n moved back in.
Frm 18 yrs old, i been avoiding my family issue, i hated, i bitter, n i wanted 2 help but cant.
There is so much i want 2 have n yet there is so much i hav nt achieved, could i done wad i started? Could i get wad i been dreaming of?

|DREAMS WILL COME TRUE |






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A Little About Her


Elie
31 Dec 1986
elly530ng@yahoo.com
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-:Things i don't like:-
have enemy
Nagging by others
Force to do something
Be forgotten

-:Things i likes:-
Being alone when feeling blue
Read stuffs
'Boom' Musics

-:My Wishes:-
Found my soulmate
Complete my study
Own a car
Own a house

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Cute Text by The Doll Palace / Click to edit
When things go wrong,as thery sometimes will,
When the road you're trudging seems all uphill,
When the funds are low and the debts are high,
And you want to smile,but you have to sigh.
When care is pressing you down a bit-
Rest if you must,but don't you quit.

Life is queen with its twists and turns,
As every one of us sometimes learns,
And many a fellow turns about
When he might have won had he stuck it out.
Don't give up though the pace seems slow-
You may succed with another blow.

Often the goal is nearer than
It seems to a faint and faltering man;
Often the struggles has given up
When he might have captured the victor's up;
And he learned too late when the night came down,
How close he was to the golden crown.

Success is failure turned inside out-
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt,
And you never can tell how close you are,
It may be near when it seems afar;
So stick to the fight when you're hardest hit,-
Its when things seems worst that you musn't quit.


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