tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13801162143895775892011-07-29T03:24:35.619ZShatteredstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07364616444887942565noreply@blogger.comBlogger171100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380116214389577589.post-33506321751649693682010-02-18T03:18:00.001Z2010-02-18T03:18:33.232Z<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bfSNdRgFCos/S3yxhw8ifvI/AAAAAAAAACI/WxjY4UVPLgE/s1600-h/image-upload-3-711924.jpg"><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bfSNdRgFCos/S3yxhw8ifvI/AAAAAAAAACI/WxjY4UVPLgE/s320/image-upload-3-711924.jpg"/></a><br /><span>今天无意间浪费了很多钱.往返的机票我竟然买成了单程.听到的时候好想死啊:'(　为什么我会那么笨.本来就不是读书的那块料,却硬撑到现在.结果今天的事实证明我连生活的基本能力都没有.做什么都会出错.　如果真的有神明...也许也会对我太失望尔撒手不管了吧.　人啊...越是没钱就越是爱找钱的麻烦.　什么时候我才可以解脱这样的状况.　我的人生充满了失望.</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380116214389577589-3350632175164969368?l=shattered-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Shatteredstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07364616444887942565noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380116214389577589.post-34025684784314018352010-02-15T14:51:00.001Z2010-02-15T14:51:37.516Z<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bfSNdRgFCos/S3lfeHiKMSI/AAAAAAAAACA/r1nISfjgHuM/s1600-h/image-upload-224-796310.jpg"><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bfSNdRgFCos/S3lfeHiKMSI/AAAAAAAAACA/r1nISfjgHuM/s320/image-upload-224-796310.jpg"/></a><br /><span>I guess this little girl is getting used to the snow. We were worried that she a mud and can't take the cold. With her pure white coat, i lost her times to times in the snow. Lol. Cross my fingers! Hoping there will be no school tomorrow!!! Let us pray...</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380116214389577589-3402568478431401835?l=shattered-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Shatteredstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07364616444887942565noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380116214389577589.post-85516915303796863092010-02-15T04:04:00.001Z2010-02-15T04:04:09.901Z<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bfSNdRgFCos/S3jHuLtuQ2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/fFLQ9p40VWA/s1600-h/image-upload-196-748650.jpg"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bfSNdRgFCos/S3jHuLtuQ2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/fFLQ9p40VWA/s320/image-upload-196-748650.jpg"/></a><br /><span>Snowing pretty hard last week. 8 inches over night. That was just maddness! Pay a few kids playing with the snow. Didn't know those little ppl were cabable of building a snow man this big! Awesome!</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380116214389577589-8551691530379686309?l=shattered-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Shatteredstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07364616444887942565noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380116214389577589.post-74775468200706942792010-02-04T00:40:00.001Z2010-02-04T00:40:53.447Z<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bfSNdRgFCos/S2oXlDN7U6I/AAAAAAAAABw/tSe0M0cp0Ig/s1600-h/image-upload-79-752029.jpg"><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bfSNdRgFCos/S2oXlDN7U6I/AAAAAAAAABw/tSe0M0cp0Ig/s320/image-upload-79-752029.jpg"/></a><br /><span>煮了一扎面条,　放了以前最喜欢的汤料包.　可爱的鱼片总是留到最后才一大口吃下去.　可是这一次...　大半的面条都让孩子们吃掉了,　我自己也才免强的喝下几口汤.　感觉好难过.　想吐又吐不出来的折腾着整个身心和意志.　血压偏低,　动作缓慢.　坐在马桶上全身冰凉.　胃里面的胃液犹如暴风雨般翻腾着.　双手捂着肚子流着泪.　好累...好累...</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380116214389577589-7477546820070694279?l=shattered-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Shatteredstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07364616444887942565noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380116214389577589.post-57503454919944397612010-02-02T13:17:00.001Z2010-02-02T13:17:15.353Z<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bfSNdRgFCos/S2gl2pgqO-I/AAAAAAAAABo/EmLWZvJ_FIY/s1600-h/image-upload-23-734413.jpg"><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bfSNdRgFCos/S2gl2pgqO-I/AAAAAAAAABo/EmLWZvJ_FIY/s320/image-upload-23-734413.jpg"/></a><br /><span>又来了.　为什么我的生理期都必须那么的痛苦?　这药每个月都吃.　一直到现在都已经吃掉了好几盒.　难道我的这辈子就注定了要长期与这药丸子为伴了吗?　不甘心!　非常的不甘心.　什么事情都不想做.　哪里都不想去.　除了躺床上就是跑厕所.　这日子还怎么过?!　</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380116214389577589-5750345491994439761?l=shattered-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Shatteredstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07364616444887942565noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380116214389577589.post-8450151431391585762010-02-02T12:52:00.001Z2010-02-02T12:52:38.095Z<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bfSNdRgFCos/S2ggFGVrBeI/AAAAAAAAABg/4o2ANf-sWhQ/s1600-h/image-upload-11-756857.jpg"><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bfSNdRgFCos/S2ggFGVrBeI/AAAAAAAAABg/4o2ANf-sWhQ/s320/image-upload-11-756857.jpg"/></a><br /><span>像个犯了错的孩子.　慑缩在房间的最里面.　都是嘛嘛不好,　白天让你睡太久,　晚上你才会闹着想出去玩.　可是粑粑每天都要早起去上班呀:-(　今天就早起吧.　要赶快养成早睡早起的好习惯了.</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380116214389577589-845015143139158576?l=shattered-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Shatteredstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07364616444887942565noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380116214389577589.post-72106486643700769532010-02-02T11:43:00.001Z2010-02-02T11:43:08.079Z<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bfSNdRgFCos/S2gPyvFJbuI/AAAAAAAAABY/bbdj4dW30Hk/s1600-h/image-upload-18-786625.jpg"><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bfSNdRgFCos/S2gPyvFJbuI/AAAAAAAAABY/bbdj4dW30Hk/s320/image-upload-18-786625.jpg"/></a><br /><span>肚子好痛.　好像所有的内脏都搅在了一起.　十分讨厌这个每个人月一次的折磨.　感觉快要受不了了.　更让人心烦的是开学后没有时候在中午回家让孩子们出去上厕所.　当初真的不应该选这样的时间表.　可是又能怎么办?　可怕的是他下个月就要走了.　而我,　还是没有工作.　感觉整个人就象废了.　以后的帐单应该怎么付?　我更希望下个月去衣拉克的是我而不是他.　至少我比他更加迫切的需要那比钱.　我的世界已经陷入黑暗太久太久.</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380116214389577589-7210648664370076953?l=shattered-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Shatteredstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07364616444887942565noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380116214389577589.post-86285717041544995472010-01-21T00:07:00.001Z2010-01-21T00:07:48.281Z<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bfSNdRgFCos/S1ea06KcAlI/AAAAAAAAABQ/zefWuyRY-FE/s1600-h/image-upload-6-767143.jpg"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bfSNdRgFCos/S1ea06KcAlI/AAAAAAAAABQ/zefWuyRY-FE/s320/image-upload-6-767143.jpg"/></a><br /><span>So now is the fucking problem. He said he have me the kia keys in the dealership. And I don't fucking Remember i got the set of keys. And I didn't use that set of keys that he "handed" to me to drive that's for sure. Why the fuck whenever anything is missing and it's always my fault!? Like i was suppose to carry every fucking thing in my fucking pocket?! Fuck!</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380116214389577589-8628571704154499547?l=shattered-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Shatteredstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07364616444887942565noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380116214389577589.post-89221142288504117022010-01-11T03:35:00.001Z2010-01-11T03:35:17.786Z<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bfSNdRgFCos/S0qcdEZyqOI/AAAAAAAAABI/EYFEnOqs1p0/s1600-h/image-upload-1213-716440.jpg"><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bfSNdRgFCos/S0qcdEZyqOI/AAAAAAAAABI/EYFEnOqs1p0/s320/image-upload-1213-716440.jpg"/></a><br /><span>因为实在无聊,　所以看到什么都会想要拍下来自我娱乐一下.　今天去买菜走出超市的时候看到一个老头子摆了张小桌子为另一个退伍的老头子凑钱治眼睛.感觉挺温馨的,假如有那么一天我也有什么事情大概不会有人为我做这些事情吧.　想到这里我忍不住也想要捐点点自己的力所能及.　打开钱包一看我也只有四块钱而已.　掏出来两块很不好意思的要放进那钱箱里面.　老头子还要我报上数目.　唉~　原谅我吧.　今年的新年目标是可以顺利的找到一份工作,顺利的上学,顺利的升级.　因为我现在非常迫切的需要钱.　以后不管作的是什么工作,每一次的工资都要捐一点点出去给福利基金会.　以后有机会还是会努力的做好事的.　祈祷中.....</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380116214389577589-8922114228850411702?l=shattered-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Shatteredstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07364616444887942565noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380116214389577589.post-64491652951518997402009-10-10T22:37:00.001Z2009-10-10T22:37:13.408Z<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bfSNdRgFCos/StEMlwTyy_I/AAAAAAAAABA/f52G2d1Tri4/s1600-h/image-upload-129-731928.jpg"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bfSNdRgFCos/StEMlwTyy_I/AAAAAAAAABA/f52G2d1Tri4/s320/image-upload-129-731928.jpg"/></a><br /><span>Jasper is gonna be Noodle's new friend. Picked him up way b4 halloween. Sometimes i told myself that i need to stop buying things that just gonna sit there and be meaning less elevent months out of a year. But... Sigh.... Btw, ink heart is not that good of a movie.</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380116214389577589-6449165295151899740?l=shattered-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Shatteredstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07364616444887942565noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380116214389577589.post-10782866029841479592009-09-12T20:52:00.001Z2009-09-12T20:52:53.863Z<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bfSNdRgFCos/SqwKJBZaJFI/AAAAAAAAAA4/RGaGgdqV97o/s1600-h/image-upload-31-772511.jpg"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bfSNdRgFCos/SqwKJBZaJFI/AAAAAAAAAA4/RGaGgdqV97o/s320/image-upload-31-772511.jpg"/></a><br /><span>Venus 总是很优雅的侧躺着.　眼神里也总是充满了忧伤.　很多时候我自问是什麽让她这样心情忧郁?　还是我让她觉得很不开心?　又或者小小的她已经习惯孤影自怜?　也许是我想太多了.</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380116214389577589-1078286602984147959?l=shattered-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Shatteredstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07364616444887942565noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380116214389577589.post-76659033949404313002009-09-11T17:40:00.001Z2009-09-11T17:40:36.578Z<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bfSNdRgFCos/SqqLkjQA4SI/AAAAAAAAAAw/UsHZ-U_8C74/s1600-h/image-upload-4-734578.jpg"><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bfSNdRgFCos/SqqLkjQA4SI/AAAAAAAAAAw/UsHZ-U_8C74/s320/image-upload-4-734578.jpg"/></a><br /><span>今天手指又莫名奇妙的肿涨了起来.　感觉像是刚从雪地里解冻出来一样的刺痛.　每一个手指头每一根手指都紧紧绷着,像是皮下所有血管都满满的涨满了血液.　说不出的不舒服.　说不明白的麻木感.　这已经是这个星期的第二次.　难道会是因为天气开始转凉的原故吗?　像这样奇怪症状要怎麽解释给医生听?　就这样去看医生会不会过于大惊小怪?　好多的问号好多的忧虑.　只好继续观察状况了.唉...</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380116214389577589-7665903394940431300?l=shattered-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Shatteredstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07364616444887942565noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380116214389577589.post-37968037161730954902009-09-11T02:48:00.001Z2009-09-11T02:48:47.243Z<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bfSNdRgFCos/Sqm6jLGl_KI/AAAAAAAAAAo/jxXWXN2jNyE/s1600-h/image-upload-1-724318.jpg"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bfSNdRgFCos/Sqm6jLGl_KI/AAAAAAAAAAo/jxXWXN2jNyE/s320/image-upload-1-724318.jpg"/></a><br /><span>今天下午心血来潮打起了烧火的主意.　因为最近天气比较凉又常下雨的原因,后院的木头都不太易燃.　倒了不少的汽油到木堆里才总算是把火给点燃了.　火从下午一直烧到十点多.　为了这火我竟然不舍得去睡觉了.　因为去睡觉就要把火浇熄...看着渐渐燃烧殆尽的火堆我起了彻隐之心.　觉得这样会很可惜.　让它自己烧掉最后的那份余温,用尽最后的价值才没白费我当初努力把火升起的那份心情.　人啊..就是这样.　起了个开头就非得看到殆尽的结果才干心.　就算不是每一次都能等到那个期待中的结局.</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380116214389577589-3796803716173095490?l=shattered-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Shatteredstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07364616444887942565noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380116214389577589.post-71125681128795283842009-08-28T21:48:00.001Z2009-08-28T21:48:59.213Z<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bfSNdRgFCos/SphQyacSN0I/AAAAAAAAAAg/aVxvIdlnkRQ/s1600-h/image-upload-139-737855.jpg"><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bfSNdRgFCos/SphQyacSN0I/AAAAAAAAAAg/aVxvIdlnkRQ/s320/image-upload-139-737855.jpg"/></a><br /><span>或许鸟儿并没有我们想象中飞得那么高.或许一直向往着天空的我们是因为没有可以飞翔的翅膀.可是在天空灰暗的时候,我希望能够给她带来安慰.</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380116214389577589-7112568112879528384?l=shattered-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Shatteredstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07364616444887942565noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380116214389577589.post-72126674953950687782009-05-23T21:20:00.001Z2009-05-23T21:20:45.171Z<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bfSNdRgFCos/ShhorIMIiiI/AAAAAAAAAAY/9MWZ7SdquLM/s1600-h/image-upload-100-744401.jpg"><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bfSNdRgFCos/ShhorIMIiiI/AAAAAAAAAAY/9MWZ7SdquLM/s320/image-upload-100-744401.jpg"/></a><br /><span>Allergies allergies. I have no idea what the heck i am allergic to. Running nose, dry eyes, and headach just hit me all at once. However, sitting outside with a box of kleenex and listening to music is not too bad of a day i'm having. Perhaps nothing else will go bad. Fingers cross;-)</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380116214389577589-7212667495395068778?l=shattered-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Shatteredstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07364616444887942565noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380116214389577589.post-2906434811419985782009-05-21T21:00:00.001Z2009-05-21T21:00:14.620Z<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bfSNdRgFCos/ShXA3U1kKII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/O5SCX9iRquU/s1600-h/image-upload-71-713570.jpg"><img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bfSNdRgFCos/ShXA3U1kKII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/O5SCX9iRquU/s320/image-upload-71-713570.jpg"/></a><br /><span>My baby. Not even a year old, but looks like such a grown up. Maybe cuz his fat body makes him look big. Lol</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380116214389577589-290643481141998578?l=shattered-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Shatteredstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07364616444887942565noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1380116214389577589.post-88221170098747836832009-05-15T20:40:00.001Z2009-05-15T21:07:48.867Z<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSv2nl40-z0/Sg3TRNjgTnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/unzMMjtEBv4/s1600-h/image-upload-49-735527.jpg"><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oSv2nl40-z0/Sg3TRNjgTnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/unzMMjtEBv4/s320/image-upload-49-735527.jpg"/></a><br /><span>A very lovely couple. Hope they'll grow old together.</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1380116214389577589-8822117009874783683?l=shattered-star.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Shatteredstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07364616444887942565noreply@blogger.com