tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-84149153913060170582024-03-05T04:27:22.914-08:00Falling Downinto the Abyss of L'espoir† Hayashi †http://www.blogger.com/profile/01105512746355313536noreply@blogger.comBlogger37125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8414915391306017058.post-11763341729399912212012-11-17T16:40:00.001-08:002012-11-17T16:40:33.696-08:00贱小丑a little by little i realized, i was obsoleted, betrayed, left out....<br />
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yeah, that's how it is.</div>
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<b>Left Out</b></div>
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Those are the one you yourself call them as friends.but for now i doubt.</div>
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sometimes i think at my side,of what I'm doing all these time and in the end they might just think that I am an arrogant person. </div>
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well, it's not like i didn't go to them. but there is a gap ,somehow building in between of us. </div>
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I tried, to keep contact with them. i tried many ways. </div>
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Appreciated? No, never.</div>
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I guess it's what we always say, </div>
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"There're different friends with different phases in life."</div>
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Move on. </div>
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If we come to a point that we could never continue drawing the line. Break it, and make a new one.</div>
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Always, always Im the one who's trying to help but in return I am the one being left out, restricted.</div>
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Now i don't know what should i call them. </div>
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Friends? no, i don't think so. they don't mention my name, for now.</div>
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<b>Betrayed</b></div>
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Self-centered. At the same time the person wears a joker mask, but with a knife behind.</div>
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Jumping around making fun but that's what was planned.</div>
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Come to your face and show how helpful and generous she is, and hiding behind doing what benefits her.</div>
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I was so stupid for all the time i cared about her, just because she is a FEMALE friend.</div>
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I'm not sexist or whatever you call it. But living here in the foreign places, You will never know what will happen to you next. </div>
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For the first time i feel, that I've met such disgusting person in my life. </div>
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Out of the common sense, she could just find a very stupid excuse to lie to me and get over me.</div>
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Like come on? who will believe that! and i was so pissed she actually did that to me.</div>
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Acting naive and innocent all the time. She knows that the colleagues fancy her. And so if she made mistakes and the colleagues wont blame her.</div>
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I confronted her. She thought she thought she thought she always thoughts BUT NO!</div>
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She was just trying to find those stupid ideas to cover her own mistakes, to protect herself. </div>
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Why?? What's the point of lying to me?</div>
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I witnessed, i have seen what she done behind me and i was so shocked! but she kept on saying she didn't. You want to actually record down what you doing huh??</div>
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but hell why did i kept silent? i should just yell at her but no, if i do, she will always, always find excuses to cover her guilt. I knew she will, there's no point of doing it. I didn't directly shoot her at that moment. I let her walks with her plan, and see how good she is in all these lies.</div>
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I will not forget the moment when i found out what's she doing behind me and I literally glared directly to her eyes. And how she guiltily avoided my stare. i told her that. << she said she thought i need some space? like what?? it doesn't relates at all!!! need some space for what? for accepting that u had lied to me and doing things behind? </div>
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Is it because that you scare that I will do better than you? yes, for now I am very sure.</div>
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I tried to plan something that we can actually learn things together without feeling such way but hell you just go and ruin it and pretend like you know-it-all. PLEASE! Stop with all those Know-it-alls acting or what we called it 自作聪明,不自量力 in mandarin.</div>
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We are still learning, not asking u to teach me!</div>
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and whenever i tried to correct you and you will always THOUGHT that you are right, ALL THE FUCKING TIME,again and again and again. jesus im so tired of this.</div>
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And if you were wrong, u will say u remembered this or that of how it should be!</div>
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WAKE UP IDIOT. This is not how it is by just assuming all the facts.</div>
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so what's next? </div>
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CRY. </div>
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in front of colleagues. smart plan eh? so, crying solves everything huh? </div>
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and now I'm the bad guy. </div>
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and gosh, im so proud of myself that i could survive to work with her these 3 months and i actually forgave her! well it's not really forgiving but for the sake of prevent the awkward moments in the company, i just have to end it up nicely so we have face to meet each other for the job. But YOU, can you think so far like i did to make sure things don't end up badly?</div>
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Suck it up bitch. I actually look down on you. </div>
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You might do better than me but looking in ur humanity? U're just a drama bitch. Faker.</div>
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and I will do better than you, try me.</div>
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Ughh, i just have to split them out. this made me so fucking stress.</div>
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sorry guys if i made you guys feel bored by reading all these shit.</div>
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but yeah that's what happening to me. it's tough.</div>
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i need hugs. :''(</div>
† Hayashi †http://www.blogger.com/profile/01105512746355313536noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8414915391306017058.post-51378107664129302612012-08-07T09:30:00.002-07:002012-08-07T09:30:32.088-07:00信任真的<br />
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谢谢你。<br />
有你这个朋友真好。<br />
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希望会变得更好。<br />
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加油。: )<br />
<br />† Hayashi †http://www.blogger.com/profile/01105512746355313536noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8414915391306017058.post-2983621077997702822012-06-01T13:06:00.001-07:002012-06-01T13:06:13.555-07:00CircleYesterday was indeed tiring, but very fun, happy.<br />
The ceremony ended smoothly with joy.<br />
Been through so many times of trials and rehearsals, and they are all paid off.<br />
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"It's a good ceremony. DPE students are always talented."<br />
Good enough for everything. worth it. <br />
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I always just look at the picture of what we doing, by putting efforts to make things best, run smooth and things like that. We got something missing since then, i couldn't see them anywhere.<br />
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but today, i saw...<br />
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Happiness. Warmth. Passion.<br />
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They are like waves of strings, colors and the beatings and rhymes.<br />
I am touched. I miss those moments. Really I do.<br />
I gave a cold shiver when i was watching them on stage.<br />
I screamed squeak and i was so excited.<br />
I can see everyone was playing their role, giving their best to rock the hall.<br />
It's not the best. It's not.<br />
But all the way to the end of the show, the audiences love it.<br />
I see them clapping hard. I see everyone was smiling. I see them laughing.<br />
I see<br />
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<b><span style="font-size: large;">Happiness.</span></b><br />
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I looked at everyone of them in the hall. They are entertained.<br />
i had watery eyes. The feeling is amazing. i still feel it now.<br />
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I am so proud. Proud of be part of it. Proud to be able to guide these people.<br />
I've learnt a lot of things through this DPE Impact Club.<br />
This club changed us. We are changed to stand firm on the peak of everything.<br />
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We might have encounter BIG PROBLEM or MISSED SOMETHING at first.<br />
But I Do Believe.<br />
Everything is POSSIBLE.<br />
ALWAYS HAVE FAITH. GIVE YOUR 200 PERCENT.<br />
In the end, i'm sure everyone gets what they deserved.<br />
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Things might look different if we are able to see things FAIR, and POSITIVE.<br />
It's there and always be.<br />
The solution is how we going to make use of that as stepping stone to fly further and higher.<br />
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I pray and I give my best wishes to everyone.<br />
For now, and the future.<br />
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<br />† Hayashi †http://www.blogger.com/profile/01105512746355313536noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8414915391306017058.post-59194531210607037172012-05-31T09:41:00.001-07:002012-05-31T09:41:18.569-07:00我变了She told me that she wants to have some private talk with me, for quite a moment ago.<div>
I was very surprise, because usually she don't bother, about me.<br />But what i seen through her eyes, they're filled with curiosity, worry, and.... a little bit of concern.</div>
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She always did, i mean to care about others. </div>
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"You changed a lot. It's not the old JJ I've known like last time..."</div>
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Wow. Did I? Is it good or bad? in what sense?</div>
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I started question myself. </div>
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I could tell she knows a lot, her sense is incredible.</div>
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but she's trying to hide it. and i chose not to reveal it.</div>
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"The old JJ was noisy, but not as, how to say..."cincai", or "diao er lang dang".....</div>
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but now u seem to behave that way, like you don't care what people talks about you....</div>
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and u don't take them serious. </div>
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I DON'T LIKE. </div>
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I CAN'T ACCEPT THAT."</div>
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In term of fashion, my expressions or may be the way i walk my paths, they're different.</div>
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i know myself, it's been there. may be after i came Singapore and I've been through things, </div>
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I've grown up a little bit. Damn, she's right. </div>
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I am acting very weird and slovenly.</div>
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What actually made me changed so much? People change themselves gradually, steadily. </div>
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But me, i changed just in a snap, Drastically. </div>
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I won't feel that if she never mention about that.</div>
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Many things happened. Many things changed me.</div>
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Things that happened around me, my friends, and my family.</div>
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I decided to take a step forward.<br />I just don't to stay at my old ground,</div>
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waiting for the apple to drop from the sky.</div>
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Yes, I might be a little bit selfish, always do what i want to be, what i want things to be.</div>
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But i torn back, i chose not to care so much. </div>
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i mean, sometimes i should have do it, but i just don't feel like doing them. </div>
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I can do them better, but it's troublesome, tiring. So why should I?</div>
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(see? selfish, lazy.)</div>
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I learnt something from the lesson today.</div>
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"What is ur goal? What are the things that always want to try but the fear is there pulling you from that, even just effing give a try."</div>
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There are so much to list out. uncountable. a lot of I-Wants. </div>
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but I am missing one point. i am missing the most important one.</div>
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It's there but</div>
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I CANT FIGURE IT OUT.</div>
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i checked back what I want myself to be....</div>
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it's all about me me me. so what's so wrong about it?</div>
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it's my goal for the sake of improving myself anyway.</div>
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i "WHY ARE U HERE?"</div>
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"WHAT ARE THE VALUES?"</div>
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"WHY ARE U DOING THAT?"</div>
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flashback. </div>
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Inspiration. i need them, to guide me the way.</div>
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She told me about her friends, her family, on what had happened to them...</div>
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and what she did.</div>
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I was astonished. and yes, i was touched.</div>
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Not just doing it them hard and that's them.</div>
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NO.</div>
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there are so much of things u can learn!!! from them.</div>
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"THINGS HAPPENED FOR A REASON"</div>
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so true. very.</div>
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I need to "re-organize" myself. again.</div>
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I'm not giving up this fight.</div>
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Lastly I want to thank you here.</div>
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Thank you so much.</div>
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thank you so much for the approach.</div>
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thank you for sharing your stories.</div>
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thank you for reminding me.</div>
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thank you.</div>
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I shall move on.</div>
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<br /></div>† Hayashi †http://www.blogger.com/profile/01105512746355313536noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8414915391306017058.post-60504152834428835792012-02-15T00:13:00.000-08:002012-02-15T00:17:16.710-08:00Buahaha :P<div style="text-align: center; "><span style="font-size: 100%; "><b>hmmm, </b></span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><b><br /></b></div><div style="text-align: center; "><b>G13 </b></div><div style="text-align: center; "><b><br /></b></div><div style="text-align: center; "><b>or </b></div><div style="text-align: center; "><b><br /></b></div><div style="text-align: center; "><b>600D??</b></div>† Hayashi †http://www.blogger.com/profile/01105512746355313536noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8414915391306017058.post-62637333103899106152011-11-18T01:43:00.000-08:002011-11-18T01:48:39.402-08:00中间点<div style="text-align: center;">开心的尽头 </div><div style="text-align: center;">就是伤心</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">最好不要期待太多</div><div style="text-align: center;">到最后伤害的还是自己</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">明知道是不可能</div><div style="text-align: center;">但心里却不是那么想</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">一旦掉了进去</div><div style="text-align: center;">就出不到来了</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">但我已经快要踏进去了</div><div style="text-align: center;">为何 风筝 </div><div style="text-align: center;">总是要飞的那么远</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>† Hayashi †http://www.blogger.com/profile/01105512746355313536noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8414915391306017058.post-23457673125276750172011-10-30T18:09:00.000-07:002011-10-30T18:11:17.255-07:00寂寞寂寞就好,能吗?<div style="text-align: center;">爱</div><div style="text-align: center;">本来就是寂寞的</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">经历过的痛</div><div style="text-align: center;">就像拿着刀片</div><div style="text-align: center;">往自己割</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">知道是只飞鸟</div><div style="text-align: center;">擁抱後 手中只剩下 羽毛<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">你真的不用来我回忆里微笑<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">我就不相信我会笨到<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">笨到忘不了 赖着不放掉<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">我总会把你戒掉</div><div style="text-align: center;">借来的 </div><div style="text-align: center;">全部都该还掉</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">我相信我已經快要<br />快要可以微笑</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />去面對 下一個 擁抱<br /><br /><iframe width="480" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/oIVK8kRAy9g" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>† Hayashi †http://www.blogger.com/profile/01105512746355313536noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8414915391306017058.post-34348922934007933662011-10-23T18:15:00.001-07:002011-10-23T18:15:19.247-07:004th sem<div><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center; ">4th sem started last week, and now it's the 2nd week.</div><div style="text-align: center; ">time past a lil bit faster than expected.</div><div style="text-align: center; ">the mood of studying isnt there yet.</div><div style="text-align: center; ">how i wish i can rest a lil bit longer. :/</div><div style="text-align: center; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; ">well, i bought this big thing.</div><div style="text-align: center; "><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_Lh87vnXo9U/TqS7NX9nCkI/AAAAAAAAALY/4FGruiPR5AU/s320/image201110240001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666860069584046658" style="text-align: left; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 222px; " /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center; ">started to hit gym quite often.</div><div style="text-align: center; ">to tone up my bodeh.</div><div style="text-align: center; ">buahaha.</div><div style="text-align: center; ">i have problem gaining weight.</div><div style="text-align: center; ">no matter how hard and how much i eat</div><div style="text-align: center; ">my weight still remain the same.</div><div style="text-align: center; ">so i bought this.</div><div style="text-align: center; ">let's wait and see,</div><div style="text-align: center; ">after a few months.</div><div style="text-align: center; ">see how buff im going to be XD</div><div style="text-align: center; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; ">cheers.</div></div>† Hayashi †http://www.blogger.com/profile/01105512746355313536noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8414915391306017058.post-56921784085976054512011-09-30T08:20:00.000-07:002011-09-30T08:52:33.399-07:00raindrop伤心的我,又回来了。<div>几乎都忘记自己还有个地方可以呆...</div><div>每次都是这样,搞到自己受伤。</div><div>头脑很不清醒,不知道自己在想些什么。</div><div><br /></div><div>我....</div><div>很累....</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>真的很累...</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><br /><iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Czb5P_pw8Fc" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe>† Hayashi †http://www.blogger.com/profile/01105512746355313536noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8414915391306017058.post-91213323859952303912011-08-14T08:57:00.000-07:002011-08-14T10:16:54.905-07:00四曲(一)
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<br />今天,去了Pasir Ris的chalet,去抢吃。哈哈,其实是seg club委员的宣布,顺便办了bbq。所以去抢吃咯。 X)
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<br />快要结束的那时候,一位朋友跑来向我说,他看了我的部落格。
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<br />那时的我,是一阵停顿。
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<br />对,这里成为我诉说的地方,在我生命中的一个拼图,给自己未来阅读的一个地方。
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<br />我没有很熟的朋友。通常都会自己独吞一切。但没关系,我很好,这让我自立。
<br />但有些人对我说,我常会成为别人的聆听者。我常会指导和安慰那些需要关心和帮忙的人。
<br />....我也不知为何我会成为那个角色,但我很乐意。有时会想起,如果能读心理学,也不赖的嘛。
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<br />很惊讶。[关心]这个词,通常,不是,是[一直],我一直以来,我给别人的是[关心],对于本身我很少会遇到。
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<br />谢谢你。你也要好好加油。:)大家一起努力。:)
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<br />今天我应该没想太多吧。频率多了些。你是故意的还是什么?
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<br />我在等待。:)
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<br />已经习惯了。我对publicity真的无言了。
<br />得知自己得到了这职位,心里并没有反应。
<br />算了,挨过一年就可以了。
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<br />很想接触一些新的东西 ,[摄影]
<br />我对摄影一直以来都很有兴趣。我常上网观看那些很有趣的摄影短片,真的很想投资一个好的相机来试试看。
<br />但是我怕买了相机过后,只有三分钟热度;我知道一旦踏了进去,必须commit to it,不然就等着生蘑菇而已。我不是很会相机的specification。我不会它们的用途,需要时间去学习。时间,我有吗?
<br />人生短短几十年,未来的我还会有机会碰触这些东西吗?
<br />我超喜欢vintage effect的图画,尤其是lomo或是colorcross, with low aperture,很多很多。Instagram能找到很多类似的照片。
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<br />很想学摄影,向学怎样用软件,像我course有两个seniors,jitkhai 和marcus,他们感情很好,very good in edditing videos。我希望我能向他们学到一些东西,但是我的性格, OTL,看来我是没机会了。但是我相信,以我的本事,我能做到更好。借由这次的commissioning,我想give it a shot. 大家等着瞧吧!
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<br />beauty.</div>
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<br />Let it be then.
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<br />† Hayashi †http://www.blogger.com/profile/01105512746355313536noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8414915391306017058.post-1480364738400198842011-08-03T10:36:00.000-07:002011-08-03T11:28:30.474-07:00NDC 2011MIA for quite a while cos was busy with the SEG club event- National Day Celebration 2011, which we've been struggled for more than a month for planning and for the real event. it was considered a successful one. but still i dont really like it :/<br /><br />I'm in publicity team and i led my teammates. I FUCKING SWEAR that publicity is not an easy task AT ALL. some of the factors are because of our picky adviser, teammates, and the companies we went through. I personally did my best for this event, the designs, the allocation of manpower, the order of the badges and tickets....etc....which took me a lot of time for them.<br /><br />publicity wasnt that good this year which it worries me a lot. i failed them who put hopes on publicity team. :'( the distribution of the tickets, yes, once again, unorganized. i dont like, but no choice. the tickets flied all the way from Korea to Singapore and reach singapore a day before the event in my school. wth.<br />among these the tickets was the most fucked up thing to me. orders are done and i gave a tolerance of 2 days for collection. 2 days after the order the person called and said, oh ur designs are not acceptable due to the perforating part of the tickets we need at least blah blah blah blah.<br />so what the hell u telling me it's the 3rd day ard u havent fucking print out the tickets and somemore wanna delay. fuck, this one they confirm win liao lor, we paid the money and what we can do is just wait. fucking companies created a lot of unnecessary issues for me to solve and what i requested something in the end they just failed me, leaving me to be screwed by the botak head again and again and again.<br /><br />i never tell my teammates, i dont want them to lose their enthusiasm to help me up. i was kind of stress that time but i dont put them on my face while im in front of them. despite the fact that i was really stressed but i managed to put a smile on my face all the time, acting like nothing happened but in the end i still hoping that i can help them with all my best. just that no one can realize that, including the one that i thought i can at least have some comfort from. but nvm it's all over.<br /><br />one of the excos told us to recall what we never did to make this event even better, what thing we should have done for the team and for the event but we never did. like what she said the spirit is fading. i can foresee we will be having hard time to plan an event in the future. it's just started, i mean after elites camp, we all supposed to have the spirit to work together, to cooperate, but conflicts, gossips are spreading. i feel so lucky i was grouped under C&S at least we really don't have conflicts! we are making peace. though i expected in the future we might still have conflicts with others but not as much as the other 2 teams.<br /><br />it's all over.....im so happieh no more proposal to type, no more designs to do....NO MORE.....<br />now i shall focus on my studies. i missed some lectures and i havent catch up the topics, was sleeping all the time in the lecture hall :X. kay gotta take some rest.<br />byee :D<br /><br />btw the badge making was fun .. we made around 2000 badges i guess.hah.† Hayashi †http://www.blogger.com/profile/01105512746355313536noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8414915391306017058.post-11040980059833570712011-07-03T07:18:00.000-07:002011-07-03T07:19:25.310-07:00Knom Jeans - Silence<3 hawt<br /><br /><br /><iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/GAtBnuMsIr8" allowfullscreen="" width="425" frameborder="0" height="349"></iframe>† Hayashi †http://www.blogger.com/profile/01105512746355313536noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8414915391306017058.post-38736228789452561142011-06-30T05:51:00.000-07:002011-06-30T06:27:38.238-07:00Rebel + Zirca night love ttmI can finally understand why Shirley loves it.<br />i dont really like it at first, but the feeling overwhelmed since my first time which was yesterday.<br />haha, sounded stupid i know cos so noob xx years old already but never been to those places.<br /><br />was asked by fren to go clubbing. fml stupid cca was in the way blocking. that's why i dont feel like going cos i think i will be super tired after that. but i slept in the practise buahahha, (Y) so i've made the decision to go clubbing with a bunch of clubbers. damn the gastric is fooling with me when making our way there, i can barely talk. i ate 6 pills in between 2 hours, and ended up recovered after taking a painkiller. sheesh.<br /><br />Rebel, our destination. went into the crowds and the beat of the musics like bouncing ur blood in ur veins. the dance floor was crowded we squeezed in and dance like a mad person, too much stress i guess. We were grinding people actually, haha, back to back, haha fail,not thick-face enough, but will try to hunt next time. =X (bad bad JJ) the musics are awesome, was really enjoy to the end, dance for like almost 4 hours. wooh.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJVdquF-a2hfg2VtaT9jhW6HLxp9K3IEhqiYF_d-jrFiVUyxp_UpTO-fZZpQnma9V5cuRK5CQbCkJH73NCLCLK04hG7M_-Vd0WM8JaijvmGZcQqg-3JSqZ2AMGNk3FjSlmjoFRCzDM4bw/s1600/262159_10150290820706318_590711317_8810693_7103703_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJVdquF-a2hfg2VtaT9jhW6HLxp9K3IEhqiYF_d-jrFiVUyxp_UpTO-fZZpQnma9V5cuRK5CQbCkJH73NCLCLK04hG7M_-Vd0WM8JaijvmGZcQqg-3JSqZ2AMGNk3FjSlmjoFRCzDM4bw/s320/262159_10150290820706318_590711317_8810693_7103703_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624001276120632082" border="0" /></a>party in the club <3<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDjnYEbcJye_ebfOnoB06_jUNPnKTjknjqZb0rhUNTjV3itXsawbl9aeXeC1aZy3Zgavmh1vxBMvGHMO4TCe01iAqvK8cifNlaRxJV_rhtcJu0fPe3eZKzeCSDXqTJMUMqjk0fUBWzaws/s1600/268344_10150290820556318_590711317_8810688_4485992_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDjnYEbcJye_ebfOnoB06_jUNPnKTjknjqZb0rhUNTjV3itXsawbl9aeXeC1aZy3Zgavmh1vxBMvGHMO4TCe01iAqvK8cifNlaRxJV_rhtcJu0fPe3eZKzeCSDXqTJMUMqjk0fUBWzaws/s320/268344_10150290820556318_590711317_8810688_4485992_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624001643212406466" border="0" /></a>the super cool dance floor@ ZIRCA<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgv-7xvFOwg-2tcVQmt6KarQbtNYrHKucPLK03C5ls3Z0iQcZZW-4Qa4HUADvUyRJvCbYgAEw_5AH8nN1jswe15Bzvm7Xg7vXOTOXMus0D-7dsjl-GVkvJXv6w8686XIUAL5t9jK8rvlZU/s1600/photo.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgv-7xvFOwg-2tcVQmt6KarQbtNYrHKucPLK03C5ls3Z0iQcZZW-4Qa4HUADvUyRJvCbYgAEw_5AH8nN1jswe15Bzvm7Xg7vXOTOXMus0D-7dsjl-GVkvJXv6w8686XIUAL5t9jK8rvlZU/s320/photo.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624002377326039298" border="0" /></a>Rebel Babeh <3<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">the heat is still rolling deep in me, the feeling is so highhh!!<br />i feel very bad but i love it XD<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/KQ6zr6kCPj8" allowfullscreen="" width="560" frameborder="0" height="349"></iframe><br /></div><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div></div>† Hayashi †http://www.blogger.com/profile/01105512746355313536noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8414915391306017058.post-32711073920837225462011-06-10T07:11:00.000-07:002011-06-10T07:41:42.943-07:003rd sem term breakit's started. like finally.<br />but still during this break i still have plenty of stuff to do.<br />my classmates they all going to Penang and KL. now they are at Johor custom i think, cos i just saw tanyee checked in using foursquare. :/ and im just sitting down here in front of the lappie, blogging. LIFELESS. stupid CCA why u people want to plan to do a stupid bonding camp during the holidays while all the people are leaving for fun. god damn u. i fucking hate this cca. noh....im so regret joining this stupid cca, i should have leave that god damn place with SHIRLEY. SHIRLEY I MISS U SO MUCH. :'(<br /><br />3rd sem is like the worst for me compared to the other 2. i barely cope with the subjects they just got on my nerve UGH. i messed up with my tests. they were just , MESSY.<br />some more i dont know why so much commitment i gave to SEG club ( school of engineering club for ur infomation). i shudnt be. i went for a training camp called ELITES CAMP.and right after the camp i was assigned to be a publicity IC of an event, which is really surprising at the first they called my name. frankly, "DONT CALL MY NAME." was repeating in my mind at that moment. and boom. *atomic bomb cloud raising* :( i wish i can win lottery like this case too. :(<br />DPE club is different. i like the people and they got their roles, im happy for them. but i didnt get what i want. a bit disappointed , yet it's publicity head, again. *bang the wall*<br />there's still a club. live audio. i dont know should i continue or not. because what i got is enough. it's time for me to focus on my studies again. not CCAs. this sem is a very important to me and my course mates. how it is selected is depends on our CGPA for first 3 sems. let's jiayou people.<br /><br />things to be done this term break :<br />1) designs for NDC.<br />2) camp.<br />3) then go back msiaaaaa :DDDD<br /><br />goodnight people. im tired. :))† Hayashi †http://www.blogger.com/profile/01105512746355313536noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8414915391306017058.post-85159088191383004602011-05-19T10:46:00.000-07:002011-05-19T10:48:36.380-07:00be happy?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiB7Gndho7PwPnY_oV9l4jM4_vl3kwNwUPLf4XRixg6nEiwISgEIjZes09J4NxV3hyvkWJyjqdGv4cjNPH-gyR7P3XArNSf5jDAl7iqdtKDJafxGB6m3vivByjE5Rq3u8yUpp8a1E34S_I/s1600/holga.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 136px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiB7Gndho7PwPnY_oV9l4jM4_vl3kwNwUPLf4XRixg6nEiwISgEIjZes09J4NxV3hyvkWJyjqdGv4cjNPH-gyR7P3XArNSf5jDAl7iqdtKDJafxGB6m3vivByjE5Rq3u8yUpp8a1E34S_I/s320/holga.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608485507949146978" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">dear dear.<br /> i wish u all are happy everyday.<br /></div>† Hayashi †http://www.blogger.com/profile/01105512746355313536noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8414915391306017058.post-62419466843012188842011-05-11T08:18:00.000-07:002011-05-13T13:25:46.285-07:00DPE U ROCK!yes we really did it. we did a very good job, together.<br />im very happy to work with the people of DPE. they're good, real good.<br />tho at the first we had some issues, we went thru it.<br /><br />pity Ms.C....m, she in charged most of the parts, feeling uneasy when the boss was pointing this and that asking her to make things perfect. actually she's doing extra parts, it's out of her role. someone should be helping her but hah! she just standing right behind doing nothing and in the end the another she have to do the parts by her own. awesome.<br />Nvm. at least we r the people who made the event a success. we show our respect. yah respect. do respect us before u want us to respect u. :/<br /><br />it was a day. i feel very happy, and this feeling continues. happy to see everyone of us doing our best for the event. the below show the flow of the performances.<br /><br />Matrix, a very awesome fluorescent-lighted performance, needed N times of practices,the making of logistic materials, running around, moving around, somemore have to make sure the butts are not facing the audiences,etc....sounds hard? but they did it, PERFECTLY. *applause* i feel very excited while watching them performing, very entertaining.i just love it. leaving a very strong impression on everyone of us, entertaining yet very funny. it's something extra-ordinary, something that we seldom see it outside, but it happened in our school, in my course! wonderful cooperation and teamwork. :) THE BOSSES LIKE IT very much! goodjob matrix team!! :D<br /><br />Diabolo, so called Chinese Yoyo or Yoyo Cina in malay. tricky skills and hardcore throwing actions. it's easy by the look but when u're doing it, it selects people. :/ so im so proud of the diabolo players, they were doing real real really good during the performance. spinning it, throwing it and catching it. spinning and rolling the diabolos in the middle of air -some more vertically,throwing from the bottom to the top,exchanging diabolos, circulate in between their arms and legs,tricks tricks tricks. GAH. so hard to describe. :/ just imagine how many times they've been went through the practices and the efforts they committed into the performance. I was there with them during the practices, couple of hours, keep repeating the same skill, until their arm got cramped. But when they mastered a skill, the feeling was so awesome, it's like "OMG I FINALLY DID IT! DID U GUYS SEE THAT? SEE??"this is how they feel. yes, i saw their expressions and i am very proud of them. they're just plainly awesome.<br /><br />Magic, a relax and drama kind of magic show. he did a very good job, making lotsa question marks on people's head, thinking how he did all of the magic tricks. and he impressed the BOSS lol the Boss kept praising him, saying that his expression is very good, very good acting,good in making effects, inspired people, and the flow is real smooth and blah blah blah i cant remember all the praising in details. but it's true, he done all that. we were so happy for him. and of course his sweet helper-Carina, she was doing a good job helping him, making out the props again and again and again,rehearse rehearse and rehearse. it's tough. but they managed to perform it nicely and perfectly. a very good job for them, they got all the people in the hall entertained. :)<br /><br />Dancing, a combination group of 3 committees, with another 10 dancers..i think, 10 of them. LOL<br />the choreograph was a bit hard, but they managed to give their best shot, and they doing it quite nice, better than what i expected.A very good leadership of the committees, guiding them all the way from zero to the maximum. Sometimes in performance stuff we do need people like them to dance. if u ask anyone or me to go up stage to dance like them, i could not, seriously. they have no dancing experiences, but they can make every details in the dance, every steps,they're making it carefully and nicely.awesome spirit. THEN, a sudden decision - to make Thomas dance in the group. we were, WHAT?! but what i want to say is, DPE people is too awesome, even that u want them to build a castle in a day, they can make it in an hour. pretty exaggerating huh, but that's how they work. passion, enthusiasm. they make impossible into possible. Thomas has never been to a dancing lesson, but he can dance like a pro, even better than those using money to learn outside in the studios. he learned all of them from YOUTUBE. OMG. well he SHINES.with his unique dancing style. he made the whole team of dancers went boom boom pow.<br /><br />PART 1 END. YAY :D<br /><br />PART 2. ALL THE VIPS SHUU SHUU SHUU! WE ARE THROWING PARTAY IN THE HALL RAWR. - hahaha yeah, titles speaks it all, VIPs left the hall, the rest was the students, it's our world and we are going to rock this hall!<br /><br />Jay Chou, Shuo hao de xin fu ne. Bryan was doing quite well in the rehearsal. but he came to me and Angel, said, "hey why not we all sing together?" and that's how the idea came from. it was a playful one but who cares. VIPs left and this place is ours. we enjoyed singing. it's was relax. we waved hands and shoulder to shoulder we doing it together. melody slowed down ,a beautiful ending made by Bryan and Yen shing. Many thanks for the melody by Ah Bui, Angel and the awesome beats by Keegan. The performance was just great.<br /><br />then followed by Aerosmith's "I dont wanna miss a thing", ( i know he must be very happy and excited looking at this part LOL ARE U??) by The Rockstar - Jeremy Ho. Yeah, some of us never know that he could sing it so nice. weeks before the event, he was having sore throat and couldnt sing out well in the rehearsals, hmm, no, he was also busy all the times too, he appeared at last when we all done with the rehearsals, so we seldom see him with us for most of the time. i guess he was trying real hard to get his voice back on track, by putting tonnes of salt into his throat :P ahhaha. how comes he did it very well? I-M-P-R-O-M-T-U. Hahhaa shocked? but yes, with keegan playing with the guitar chords. i believe they just anyhow practice. wait, im reading his mind now, he said "ROCKSTAR doesnt need any practice, they just keep on ROCKING ON." LOL RAWR enough of this crapping HAHHAHA. yeap soft rock cover of "I dont wanna miss a thing", he rocked the hall and people were getting high, (ahem, especially the the 1st two rows LOL) woohoo. it was a nice one. we were very enjoy. ur voice sounds great, jeremy, we are proud of u :) ( walao why i feel like im slapping horse's ass. JEREMY BELANJA ME! I PROMOTE U SIA LOL)<br /><br />Lastly the emcee of the day, YongRong and his band performed "I wanna (touch you)" by All American Rejects. the rocking strumming of guitars and rocking beats of drums filled the hall, everyone shouted and yelled, putting their hands up in the air! it's like going mad, all the performers, helpers and ushers all getting too high, all SIAO till going up on the stage, hopping around yelling and shouting. the loudest one - yes you. ANGEL ANG. XD tahahaha, yeah everyone of us had fun and we ended our big event with a big big bow. *clapsss*<br /><br />The Grand DPE event came to the end. we were tired but everything is worth, to make this event a big success. i feel so honored to be part of this. i appreciate everyone that involves in this ceremony.<br /><br />Acknowledgement:<br /><br />Thank you so much for the PERFORMANCE TEAM. A big THANK YOU to STAGE CREW for the logistic. Do remember that, "SAIKANG WARRIORS ARE ACTUALLY THE HEROES BEHIND THE SCENE." AHAHAHA. also many thanks to THE USHER TEAM. And THANK YOU VOICE ENSEMBLE and NYPCO for lending out the keyboard and drum set. We appreciate your help alot! thank you all the committees, who did their best all the way from the start. LASTLY, THANK YOU MISS CHEAM, FOR GUIDING US ALL THE WAY TO MAKE OUT THE BEST OF EVERYTHING!<br /><br />DPE PEOPLE THANK YOU FOR SUPPORTING US. U GUYS ROCK!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvAy2jdnXwjvTO93CSVU6rn76OoUQ1Fd2rUrrfNGqfV5Z5IT9UsU_xsTkL6cARU1mE19NoXus1-lvGWIkhbRDoAj-divJlruuDLdxi-MwYWSJlSYBOjjLSzGlHdo4LZhqts-kn6fonZaE/s1600/rock.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 285px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvAy2jdnXwjvTO93CSVU6rn76OoUQ1Fd2rUrrfNGqfV5Z5IT9UsU_xsTkL6cARU1mE19NoXus1-lvGWIkhbRDoAj-divJlruuDLdxi-MwYWSJlSYBOjjLSzGlHdo4LZhqts-kn6fonZaE/s320/rock.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605876607401953330" border="0" /></a>† Hayashi †http://www.blogger.com/profile/01105512746355313536noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8414915391306017058.post-4971195814079113562011-04-28T09:57:00.000-07:002011-04-28T10:18:55.491-07:00busy life.it's just the 2nd week of my whole new chapter of my year 2 life. but, im getting busier day after day. many things happened. politics, conflicts, and stuffs that dragging my mood down down down and down. i lost my fond torward studies. i never pay attention during the lecture. im tired.<br /><br />CCA. hah. FML much i guess. got into the club but the people and committees are all bastard.<br />they dont treat me nice, some more back stabbing when u were left and talk about bad things bout me. wait, am i that bad? no im not! may be im sensitive but they really do back stabbing. i wanna quit, but i was told that the ex-pres was having the same case like me, wanna quit but is trapped inside. hah. miserable life. well, i guess i have to suffer a year. trying hard to join some clubs which i feel like willing to contribute. but in the end i find no club can really catch my attention. sigh.<br /><br />these days im busy with the Dpe prize giving ceremony, performances, practice, and some design jobs. it was tired but I've learned something. every performance group has its own conflicts and politics, and I'm sick and tired of them, listening to the complaints by the other members. some even worst. :/<br /><br />the best job i enjoyed the most is the designing, easy, relax, no conflicts. my friend and i was asked to design a booklet for the ceremony. squeezing out the brain juice so badly but finally get something better. we were doing great, exchanging ideas and comments. the feeling is good.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgi7TrTfG5jQzjXS7SdoAmMZw5keVG9N5e20cHKl3RWIcMZVnCqJupBEmMM-l-XD3Gat5U0ZtN2HUUXRS18wxEZGAis-QgCxG57LT_Y8_5OKlEe9mvYq_bupdT6mcNAbJMnkUiFVSkD5_4/s1600/gah.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgi7TrTfG5jQzjXS7SdoAmMZw5keVG9N5e20cHKl3RWIcMZVnCqJupBEmMM-l-XD3Gat5U0ZtN2HUUXRS18wxEZGAis-QgCxG57LT_Y8_5OKlEe9mvYq_bupdT6mcNAbJMnkUiFVSkD5_4/s320/gah.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600684303426281346" border="0" /></a><br />draft by me.<br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br />well we still have to let the Boss decides everything. :/ hopefully it's good enough for him.<br /><br />gah later im going back malaysia to celebrate my mum's birthday. gosh time flies. im numbed.<br /><br />kay gotta get some rest. night people!<br /></div></div>† Hayashi †http://www.blogger.com/profile/01105512746355313536noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8414915391306017058.post-63453781505854020932011-04-16T10:24:00.000-07:002011-04-16T10:33:14.200-07:00Thanks.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipNvKa-A7lU-HqVRYZvlhfGazMMWZSTbVWaMiqxChoT_dZgEo_X316Ai6gGYKTqI_QgaKTDcF0HI2kldjwh4DbdZmSOgAx7q7CtFK3k8jhJDRHKsw-9md9eqd86VHSvVUBt1diblKr6Bc/s1600/52kmuj7.jpg"><br /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br />hey.<br /><br />yes , you.<br /><br />im touched.<br /><br />im happy that i finally know im at least important to someone.<br /><br />thank you. real much. :)<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipNvKa-A7lU-HqVRYZvlhfGazMMWZSTbVWaMiqxChoT_dZgEo_X316Ai6gGYKTqI_QgaKTDcF0HI2kldjwh4DbdZmSOgAx7q7CtFK3k8jhJDRHKsw-9md9eqd86VHSvVUBt1diblKr6Bc/s1600/52kmuj7.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 206px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipNvKa-A7lU-HqVRYZvlhfGazMMWZSTbVWaMiqxChoT_dZgEo_X316Ai6gGYKTqI_QgaKTDcF0HI2kldjwh4DbdZmSOgAx7q7CtFK3k8jhJDRHKsw-9md9eqd86VHSvVUBt1diblKr6Bc/s320/52kmuj7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596235744128451490" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /></div>† Hayashi †http://www.blogger.com/profile/01105512746355313536noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8414915391306017058.post-80157457420720549062011-04-08T17:55:00.000-07:002011-04-08T17:59:42.249-07:0045 degree新的一步,就像闪越过的光明。† Hayashi †http://www.blogger.com/profile/01105512746355313536noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8414915391306017058.post-2194534942223813492011-04-07T10:40:00.001-07:002011-04-07T10:52:34.227-07:00If i hate this love song, i must be a stupid liar :')<iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/3AzWb1r1e94" allowfullscreen="" width="640" frameborder="0" height="390"></iframe><br /><br /><p style="text-align: center;">閉上眼睛感受你的氣息 潛進你的夢境</p><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p style="text-align: center;">我嘴邊盪開的微笑 現在我和你共同呼吸</p><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p style="text-align: center;">時間啊停止吧 讓我和她永不分離</p><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p style="text-align: center;">風啊停止吧 這是我寄給你的最後一封信</p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9zYn29Z9wiUlEMecNpJ55PZGuhTCusigXjQlIie1Xcn6XYZZAytjAwYLJAzCu2bJfe_Gn_-CTUnjqoZ0iBrarbIDVal4Wz3afE6xBhI9QAPu7rLcEz8EheDSyrrPlhmqOBdj9JlTbbiw/s1600/6661-yla1bjdsxr.jpg"><img style="display: block; 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margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhm5LGV27GjzgMnt-wBtG6YCeFaFA126rjJROtNNtljDbSIReTo_9b9ShJ6mX_QO_3SL1oS1-rxfsCSWrZ5dyR0yiH7Ra4whRhaJK6o9CrVLfWcfCuc2sRQTaAzyTVrTJbBTwBnt6j98eg/s320/sad_friday_by_zenibyfajnie-d32qpj7+s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591425399306831506" border="0" /></a><br /></div>† Hayashi †http://www.blogger.com/profile/01105512746355313536noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8414915391306017058.post-2741941903976678482011-04-02T08:46:00.000-07:002011-04-02T09:51:47.400-07:00thank you.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvA1JvPkBasH4fH9uNU3SSFetpmT5zjkhHzmrLqIJLBhJzkp0YVvQYnD4HKNssNJtl13CMUWvj8lxxg981z6J7-vKkNxv8bXjYUR6q1V0zWMRzoLFpJBKVfzNAXmav7BMMbND6zlsM7wg/s1600/bokeh.jpg"><br /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br />i should feel grateful.<br />of who i met and what i confronted.<br />they are the essences of life.<br />like dots making a perfect circle by joining up together;<br />life.<br /><br />thank you for making my life contented.<br /></div><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvA1JvPkBasH4fH9uNU3SSFetpmT5zjkhHzmrLqIJLBhJzkp0YVvQYnD4HKNssNJtl13CMUWvj8lxxg981z6J7-vKkNxv8bXjYUR6q1V0zWMRzoLFpJBKVfzNAXmav7BMMbND6zlsM7wg/s1600/bokeh.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvA1JvPkBasH4fH9uNU3SSFetpmT5zjkhHzmrLqIJLBhJzkp0YVvQYnD4HKNssNJtl13CMUWvj8lxxg981z6J7-vKkNxv8bXjYUR6q1V0zWMRzoLFpJBKVfzNAXmav7BMMbND6zlsM7wg/s320/bokeh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591029696348914946" border="0" /></a>† Hayashi †http://www.blogger.com/profile/01105512746355313536noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8414915391306017058.post-24742709580899368252011-03-24T07:34:00.000-07:002011-03-24T08:00:00.394-07:00O-U-C-H<div style="text-align: left;">I went for a small operation today, the doctor said it's a Corn, a small lump of meat grew on my leg.<br /></div><br />the operation was fine. the doctor seemed very enjoy. WTH.<br />the pain is really killing me. i consumed painkiller but it is still pain like hell.<br />no doubt, imagine a big deep hole is made on ur leg. yeah ouch. :'(<br />now oh i feel so great i can't travel or go shopping for the whole week. OH NOESS.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkt1XujCTNZYiZP8_CUD_FPuE4oQZHDNV-sG3WDQFMPSKl5zIAFm-O1LhMACQhlocvsaAmwPP4u1tYWfEs734XPn581CowZIjkD1L91vhrpThO9225R743MbXpCNbO-FTlfhZOfEJm1Ss/s1600/IMG_2079.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkt1XujCTNZYiZP8_CUD_FPuE4oQZHDNV-sG3WDQFMPSKl5zIAFm-O1LhMACQhlocvsaAmwPP4u1tYWfEs734XPn581CowZIjkD1L91vhrpThO9225R743MbXpCNbO-FTlfhZOfEJm1Ss/s320/IMG_2079.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587657362619654354" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">my foot was paralyzed before the operation started.</span><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSpWfryrhzh0UHAXtvDCJsuYOKwwDPQzpmhA3-MWLpF8147OXwignp6OKgRiNlFOgQCNCOM5Ny67VZ3wWA5XaSXSs64r0f9ERG4qxRC4pkeOOZ4oYyzQnTCvdC-Gbgn7PNFIq0-CSw0Hk/s1600/IMG_2088.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSpWfryrhzh0UHAXtvDCJsuYOKwwDPQzpmhA3-MWLpF8147OXwignp6OKgRiNlFOgQCNCOM5Ny67VZ3wWA5XaSXSs64r0f9ERG4qxRC4pkeOOZ4oYyzQnTCvdC-Gbgn7PNFIq0-CSw0Hk/s320/IMG_2088.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587657898813383122" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">the thing was cut with a small tiny little knife</span>.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidlD7QWhoFgoRYVMOz8EUEjZoJRBIQonmEyw7DGPenedBFUPOEg_5_vOrFbp-LwiqGrm6kZQ1kmw0EuudYf4ArXvlN4p01U3MOiJr8EVipkxraNIIWUrUmo4yaQvU78USpP0vSNmM-YyQ/s1600/IMG_2091.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidlD7QWhoFgoRYVMOz8EUEjZoJRBIQonmEyw7DGPenedBFUPOEg_5_vOrFbp-LwiqGrm6kZQ1kmw0EuudYf4ArXvlN4p01U3MOiJr8EVipkxraNIIWUrUmo4yaQvU78USpP0vSNmM-YyQ/s320/IMG_2091.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587659093443911058" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;">the doctor was pulling it out. yeah, GG.com.my</span><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHHJTrvSrdFLHvb9-q1sCvomrtE2lVD1FZOUfBWQB7kqCeDTAchzMrddrg7TCKtXSLE7lki-bXK18-XOxGungCMjuPampBtHlyOfMB0CMpPLKPC5-e2gxgrvpgQreAi2HjzHvAlZVfpag/s1600/IMG_2092.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHHJTrvSrdFLHvb9-q1sCvomrtE2lVD1FZOUfBWQB7kqCeDTAchzMrddrg7TCKtXSLE7lki-bXK18-XOxGungCMjuPampBtHlyOfMB0CMpPLKPC5-e2gxgrvpgQreAi2HjzHvAlZVfpag/s320/IMG_2092.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587659670731262882" border="0" /></a>feel the pain? i bet yes.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixEbKLNSogC1e3dQzv1b06Fr8ZhGDDyIpnKL5FKPXBLe_GgDQh8VuhbnD57Lu1EuTjwpQ48UCDECRA0v1eV79wQG3ZGNr6rOl_pwoQ18UlHRv0WJ7QVAqbnnHxL8RDAasjMa5RbKh815Y/s1600/IMG_2102.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixEbKLNSogC1e3dQzv1b06Fr8ZhGDDyIpnKL5FKPXBLe_GgDQh8VuhbnD57Lu1EuTjwpQ48UCDECRA0v1eV79wQG3ZGNr6rOl_pwoQ18UlHRv0WJ7QVAqbnnHxL8RDAasjMa5RbKh815Y/s320/IMG_2102.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587660720655089250" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">taddah, awesome eh? *turn aside,bend down, puke.*</span><br /><br /><br /></div>the worst thing is, im going back singapore next week. i cant wear shoe till the stitches are removed. how am i gonna go airport how am i going to walk how am i going to climb the stairs.<br />hurray. people is going to laugh at me. yay.<br /><br />What a day.† Hayashi †http://www.blogger.com/profile/01105512746355313536noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8414915391306017058.post-48769139808823315452011-03-18T10:35:00.000-07:002011-03-18T10:45:42.625-07:00unexpectedI've joined my school's choir, Voice Ensemble aka NYPVE since last year.<br />literally, i was dragged into this club by a senior.<br />it looks fun by its appearance but once i got into the club, O-M-G.<br />the atmosphere is so gloomy so thick so tensed, so ghostly, so quiet, everyone is apart, was craving for air for quite sometimes.<br /><br />yes, was lucky enough to pass the audition. but hell at the first i dont even know how to read the jumping notes the music notes the tempos the ff mf mp p pp ppp!!! and once u get any of them wrong, u can feel the creepy aura coming out from the conductor. he can blind u by staring into ur eyes and good in stabbing people with words. the stress and overload tense-ness of the sectionals made me to skip the practices intentionally. telling lies and making excuses to escape from the hell-like practice room.<br />and that made up my 1st semester of the year.<br /><br />starting from 2nd semester, i get my track back to the club. and i realized that it was not that bad actually. frequent attendance is the key. learning learning and learning, from conductor, from seniors, from friends and from mistakes. the annual concert was troublesome but through that i bonded with others, and finally get myself a position in the club. unexpected. and i was chosen to become the leader of my section. how ridiculous. literally, i mean LITERALLY, i cant sing. i always sing the wrong pitch, i don't know to read the music notes, i don't know how to sing using diaphragm, i don't know how to count the tempos, a lot of i-don't-knows. and THERE'S SOMEONE BETTER THAN ME, ALOT BETTER. i just cant get it. =( i should start putting efforts to learn it. remember all the score sheets, guide the newcomers without any wrong pitches. how stress.<br /><br />i don't feel my fond toward it. i feel lost. after all im just doing something i dont really wish to. but that's Capricon. i should start changing my own self. start believing. jiayous JJ.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-vZGTdNL-qAvYXLtlM-E3mg2-Cx0faT6NxT0GrLRMCrho1GRyCW_F9ZM_iyP_WVFOYRvtTilry_DfrSaXjCrYT_yztpVGWAyVsBK0kL12QDXI_mh3G7t8hDS9_-iTwAqFe4VH08S7M5w/s1600/message_in_a_bottle_by_meppol-d2yn0yd.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-vZGTdNL-qAvYXLtlM-E3mg2-Cx0faT6NxT0GrLRMCrho1GRyCW_F9ZM_iyP_WVFOYRvtTilry_DfrSaXjCrYT_yztpVGWAyVsBK0kL12QDXI_mh3G7t8hDS9_-iTwAqFe4VH08S7M5w/s320/message_in_a_bottle_by_meppol-d2yn0yd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585477501697280722" border="0" /></a>† Hayashi †http://www.blogger.com/profile/01105512746355313536noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8414915391306017058.post-65929712867805422692011-03-13T09:48:00.001-07:002011-03-13T09:49:47.072-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEja9jTFBzD0YxdIiwcV0lOxUtBdqhZwVB1HTECVo0Gs4tN0c3qcWEyJqAo5Pec0RwZ0CnlAn3NfDmD5wtBGvRuX9x54j5dbgTce7ClMMsJnIO2IYCIM0CyOo6LUU7g5Te4sjqolEr0Ayig/s1600/Sad____by_Spaild.jpg"><br /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br />WHY?<br /><br /></span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEja9jTFBzD0YxdIiwcV0lOxUtBdqhZwVB1HTECVo0Gs4tN0c3qcWEyJqAo5Pec0RwZ0CnlAn3NfDmD5wtBGvRuX9x54j5dbgTce7ClMMsJnIO2IYCIM0CyOo6LUU7g5Te4sjqolEr0Ayig/s1600/Sad____by_Spaild.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 276px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEja9jTFBzD0YxdIiwcV0lOxUtBdqhZwVB1HTECVo0Gs4tN0c3qcWEyJqAo5Pec0RwZ0CnlAn3NfDmD5wtBGvRuX9x54j5dbgTce7ClMMsJnIO2IYCIM0CyOo6LUU7g5Te4sjqolEr0Ayig/s320/Sad____by_Spaild.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583607686724784578" border="0" /></a><br /></div>† Hayashi †http://www.blogger.com/profile/01105512746355313536noreply@blogger.com0