<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4971043842175674344</id><updated>2012-01-28T03:52:09.930+08:00</updated><category term='pink rocking horse'/><category term='blog'/><title type='text'>rosa schaukelpferd</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosa-schaukelpferd.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4971043842175674344/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosa-schaukelpferd.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Irisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08696033200999080482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E9txkYat_Jc/TvwWq0Gk3CI/AAAAAAAAAF0/0Hfi26DzpZY/s220/ICON-2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4971043842175674344.post-5279514717343956230</id><published>2012-01-28T03:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T03:52:09.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Darth Vader joke. XD</title><content type='html'>BF: "Iris. I AM YOUR FATHERRRR. " *expect for dramatic long NOOOOOOOO cries*&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Okay. Hi dad." &lt;br /&gt;BF: "......"&lt;br /&gt;Me: :D&lt;br /&gt;BF: "Now I can hug you and kiss you all I want. :D "&lt;br /&gt;Me: "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO thaaaat's so wrong!"&lt;br /&gt;BF: "HAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "So if you're my father, what if I'm getting a boyfriend in the future..."&lt;br /&gt;BF: "No you can never get a boyfriend!"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Pfffft-"&lt;br /&gt;BF: "...okay this is so scary."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFLCOPTER CONVO. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4971043842175674344-5279514717343956230?l=rosa-schaukelpferd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosa-schaukelpferd.blogspot.com/feeds/5279514717343956230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rosa-schaukelpferd.blogspot.com/2012/01/darth-vader-joke-xd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4971043842175674344/posts/default/5279514717343956230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4971043842175674344/posts/default/5279514717343956230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosa-schaukelpferd.blogspot.com/2012/01/darth-vader-joke-xd.html' title='Darth Vader joke. XD'/><author><name>Irisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08696033200999080482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E9txkYat_Jc/TvwWq0Gk3CI/AAAAAAAAAF0/0Hfi26DzpZY/s220/ICON-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4971043842175674344.post-1785815880224974137</id><published>2012-01-24T18:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T03:47:30.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unronery-ed!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:110%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;在網上墮入愛河的男孩女孩終於正式成為男女朋友了-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所謂的正式就是在面子書大聲宣布。聽起來好像還不夠-不過目前能做的也只有這樣。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;本來打算五月才正式開始，可是反正目前談天的模式完全是像在戀愛中的樣子，也無所謂了吧-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;說要慢慢來的，還是 hold 不住荷爾蒙的魔力。 ( = u = )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4971043842175674344-1785815880224974137?l=rosa-schaukelpferd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosa-schaukelpferd.blogspot.com/feeds/1785815880224974137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rosa-schaukelpferd.blogspot.com/2012/01/unronery-ed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4971043842175674344/posts/default/1785815880224974137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4971043842175674344/posts/default/1785815880224974137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosa-schaukelpferd.blogspot.com/2012/01/unronery-ed.html' title='Unronery-ed!'/><author><name>Irisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08696033200999080482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E9txkYat_Jc/TvwWq0Gk3CI/AAAAAAAAAF0/0Hfi26DzpZY/s220/ICON-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4971043842175674344.post-5532716888931230183</id><published>2012-01-16T22:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T23:19:09.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>( --___--)lll</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:110%;" &gt;今天男孩生病了，女孩也對昨天的事也氣不下去了。反正也沒什麼好氣，要怪就怪自己為啥那麼愛哭，愛胡思亂想。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;病得糊里糊塗的男孩堅持要求視訊，女孩拗不過他。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;說了幾句，男孩看起來好像快昏倒了-看起來他真的蠻累的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“好啦，睡了睡了-” 女孩催道。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“不行-我需要醫生您的藥.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“我的藥？” 女孩隨手拿起手上的糖果珠鍊給他看，這顆藥夠圓，夠大顆了吧。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“不是這個-我需要你的吻才會痊癒。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;女孩瞪大了眼。這-這-這個大膽狂徒！居然趁著生病向她撒嬌？說起來這還是第一次，她一時也反應不過來。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“親你？這個-要怎麼親？” 他們可是在視訊也。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“你把臉靠過來啊- 要看到唇哦。” 男孩懶洋洋的躺在床上說道。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“然-然-然-後-哩？”女孩開始口吃了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“然後就啾～這樣啊。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“什麼！！！”女孩害羞得不敢看著鏡頭。猶豫了好一會才吐出一句：“是-是因為-你生病--我才會答應--”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“謝謝！” 男孩笑著道謝。女孩真看不出他是在賴皮還是... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;女孩緊閉雙眼，很快的對著鏡頭 “啾”了一聲。 “好-好一點了嗎？” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“那是什麼？” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“什麼什麼？” 女孩反應不過來。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“太快了！不算數不算數-！ 要慢慢的啾。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;居然-居然還敢要求那麼多！啥時候吃的豹子膽？ 女孩頓覺無力。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;女孩掙扎了一下-還是照著他的要求再慢慢的 “啾” 了他一下。這回他才滿意的睡去了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*facepalm 中的女孩* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4971043842175674344-5532716888931230183?l=rosa-schaukelpferd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosa-schaukelpferd.blogspot.com/feeds/5532716888931230183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E9txkYat_Jc/TvwWq0Gk3CI/AAAAAAAAAF0/0Hfi26DzpZY/s220/ICON-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4971043842175674344.post-3258305218529669415</id><published>2012-01-15T22:29:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T23:15:34.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ouch.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YSBz2cjg154/TxLnxdZ13jI/AAAAAAAAAHg/XwaTrTWQh8Y/s1600/moody%2Bcrack.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YSBz2cjg154/TxLnxdZ13jI/AAAAAAAAAHg/XwaTrTWQh8Y/s400/moody%2Bcrack.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697871315469721138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:110%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;做了不好的夢，孤獨的醒來。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;為什麼會是“孤獨”？或許是那天的心情。家裡沒有人。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;沒有胃口，不想梳洗，什麼都不想碰，不想做。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;上網，男孩一如往常的說想念她，要求她視訊聊天。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;女還也一如往常的答應了，默默的等到他從外面回家為止。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;等了三個小時，視訊時女孩笑不出來了。 男孩發現了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;女孩也發現男孩的朋友在他房間玩得很瘋，所以問他是否應該陪陪朋友？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;男孩看女孩那麼體貼，就很高興的離線去玩了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;女孩笑著說了再見，很急著關掉了視訊。深怕她的笑容快用完了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她想不通為什麼心情會低落成這樣。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;是因為做了不好的夢？是因為起床的時候沒有努力讓心情好轉起來？還是因為等男孩等太久了？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;抱著筆電，她還是忍不住流淚了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;思考了好久，她好像明白了什麼。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;或許她想念別人的方式比較恐怖一點。看起來會就一副很不幸的樣子。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不停的盼，不停的等。等待其間站不正,坐不安。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這種感覺是幾乎一種折磨，或許說折磨好像嚴重了點，但確定的是- 一點也不好玩，不好受。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;每一次感覺到這種折磨，她就想把腦袋中愛情這個系統中止。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4971043842175674344-3258305218529669415?l=rosa-schaukelpferd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E9txkYat_Jc/TvwWq0Gk3CI/AAAAAAAAAF0/0Hfi26DzpZY/s220/ICON-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YSBz2cjg154/TxLnxdZ13jI/AAAAAAAAAHg/XwaTrTWQh8Y/s72-c/moody%2Bcrack.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4971043842175674344.post-6633785471439736366</id><published>2012-01-13T02:32:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T19:01:58.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pouty.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AVeZr7sMdjE/Tw8uwQygo3I/AAAAAAAAAHI/baE8xu46wlI/s1600/Pouty-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AVeZr7sMdjE/Tw8uwQygo3I/AAAAAAAAAHI/baE8xu46wlI/s400/Pouty-2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696823460322386802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:110%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;說好晚上要視訊聊天的-男孩又睡著了！&lt;br /&gt;他是塞車塞到累壞了。女孩大人有大量-不應該計較那麼多。&lt;br /&gt;可她還是忍不住嘟嘴，口裡繞著“大笨蛋大笨蛋大笨蛋”，把他寄給她的歌全部換掉，再把 MSN 上他的照片也換掉...&lt;br /&gt;聽起來好像挺幼稚，挺壞脾氣，挺在意的吼！&lt;br /&gt;但第二天她還是會笑著對他說沒關係的。&lt;br /&gt;不是她要做雙面人，可是當下氣得跺腳，睡一個好覺起來還不是沒事了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今天和朋友談起她無法直視他的眼睛，朋友反應超大！&lt;br /&gt;“這個-荷爾蒙不是超級無敵的強嘛！”&lt;br /&gt;這個朋友一針見血啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;女孩好傻-根本沒有考慮過到底不敢直視他的樣子代表什麼意思。&lt;br /&gt;是因為她喜歡他喜歡得不敢直視他的樣子嗎？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;女孩又開始白痴的煩惱了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4971043842175674344-6633785471439736366?l=rosa-schaukelpferd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosa-schaukelpferd.blogspot.com/feeds/6633785471439736366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4971043842175674344.post-8609171219399170766</id><published>2012-01-12T12:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T13:02:29.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream, memories, brain. They own joo.</title><content type='html'>Yes. They own me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how calm I was.&lt;br /&gt;No matter how I don't care about my past in real life.&lt;br /&gt;No matter how much I enjoy my present.&lt;br /&gt;My dream still remind me, I still remember everything we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way we talk, the way we date. Goddamnit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But a bit of an interesting twist, in the dream, I have two different phone number of him. One is the original jerk, the other one that I am dating in the dream actually have a different surname. He even acts differently, think more positively and came from a completely different background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brain, are you trying to say I'm finally drifting apart from those crap in the past? Or maybe something like how I'm digging new stuff recently?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you brain. But I prefer a different face next time please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time are still lacking. Need more time to drift away!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4971043842175674344-8609171219399170766?l=rosa-schaukelpferd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosa-schaukelpferd.blogspot.com/feeds/8609171219399170766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rosa-schaukelpferd.blogspot.com/2012/01/dream-memories-brain-they-own-joo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4971043842175674344/posts/default/8609171219399170766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4971043842175674344/posts/default/8609171219399170766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosa-schaukelpferd.blogspot.com/2012/01/dream-memories-brain-they-own-joo.html' title='Dream, memories, brain. 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她嚇傻了。&lt;br /&gt;那或許是她最害怕的事情。&lt;br /&gt;她害怕男孩和她腳步不一，一個走前一個走後，總有一天他會覺得累而想開始放棄...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“對不起！我辦不到。”過了五分鐘，他又自個兒說起來了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“啊啊？” 女孩還在傻眼中。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“我沒有辦法壓抑自己不去喜歡你，沒辦法減低這份感覺.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“......” 這說法雖然有點夢幻--但還是謝天謝地！女孩偷笑了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;高興當兒，女孩還真搞不懂他這份對她的迷戀是怎麼建立起來的？ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;彼此並非深交，可是她認為他應該不至於是那種傻傻的錯覺式愛情吧？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;或許是對自己沒有信心，女孩一直以來都覺得很不可置信。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;目前她開始回复他的感情，-或許還不是時候。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但她絕不是抱著那種“為了享受被愛”的心態去回复他的感情。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;或許是被他排山倒海的感情淹沒了吧...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;女孩的確是很喜歡他！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;只是--她不敢告訴這位醋桶先生說，她的前男友也曾經為她如此瘋狂。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;或許這一次，她真的免疫許多了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;無論彼此的荷爾蒙再強都不能一飛沖天！她認為發展的太快就會忘了打好根基。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“我可以綁架你嗎？” 男孩似乎壓抑不了自己的感情，想抱著女孩跑到更遠的地方去- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“好有禮貌的綁匪先生，還會徵求我同意哩！” 女孩訕笑道。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她決定要拉緊男孩，盡量放慢腳步去走這段剛萌芽愛情。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4971043842175674344-9013719775729368903?l=rosa-schaukelpferd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosa-schaukelpferd.blogspot.com/feeds/9013719775729368903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rosa-schaukelpferd.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4971043842175674344/posts/default/9013719775729368903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4971043842175674344/posts/default/9013719775729368903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosa-schaukelpferd.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-post.html' title='我❤你！我❤你！我❤你！我❤你！'/><author><name>Irisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08696033200999080482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E9txkYat_Jc/TvwWq0Gk3CI/AAAAAAAAAF0/0Hfi26DzpZY/s220/ICON-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4971043842175674344.post-7405720008562078050</id><published>2012-01-03T13:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T14:59:42.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheese is bitter.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:110%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;女生昨晚等男生 call 她，等到累了，睡著了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;男生八成是太累先倒下了吧。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;也不是第一次了，女生整晚不知怎麼的，睡睡醒醒，根本沒睡好。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;第二天，女生脾氣變得特別的壞。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她很想對男生投訴，一肚子的氣話到了嘴邊卻說不出口，因為嚴格來說人家太累也沒辦法啊，何況彼此也沒有很熟。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想和網友吐幾口氣，說著說著，女生居然紅了眼眶。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;為什麼會如此在意呢？女生害怕了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;女生想起過去的傷痛，越來越害怕。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;這時男生打電話來道歉，女生戰戰兢兢的接聽了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她按奈著快哭出來的聲音，隨便敷衍了他幾句 “沒關係。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;蓋了電話，女生跪在床上放聲大哭。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;她好害怕這種在意的感覺。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4971043842175674344-7405720008562078050?l=rosa-schaukelpferd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosa-schaukelpferd.blogspot.com/feeds/7405720008562078050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rosa-schaukelpferd.blogspot.com/2012/01/cheese-is-bitter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4971043842175674344/posts/default/7405720008562078050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“這種情況在一百年後還會是一樣嗎？”　看他表白得也太順口了！女生忍不住問道。&lt;br /&gt;停頓一會兒，女生突然想起-這種小學六年級的愛情問題還是不要問比較好-&lt;br /&gt;如果答案是 “會”，也未免太夢幻了。&lt;br /&gt;大家都已經不再是做夢的年紀了。　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“算了，還是不要回答這種問題好。” 女生改口道。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“一百年？應該是永遠吧！”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;他的回复果然是比想像中的勁爆好幾倍的，女生在電腦面前笑了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“就算你轉世之後我還是會找到你的。就是你轉世成男生，我不介意變成同性戀！”&lt;br /&gt;女生瞪大眼看著電腦銀幕- 被他瘋狂的表白嚇呆了好幾分鐘。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;怎麼會有這種口出狂言的傢伙存在啊啊啊啊-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“因為太喜歡你，所以我變得瘋瘋癲癲的。” 男生常這麼說。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果都只是在網上打打字，或許女生也不會那麼有感觸。&lt;br /&gt;可是昨晚女生聽著他顫抖的聲音說出這句話，心動了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;遇到強敵，她這回幾乎是死定了。( - _ -)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4971043842175674344-6629764347511317656?l=rosa-schaukelpferd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E9txkYat_Jc/TvwWq0Gk3CI/AAAAAAAAAF0/0Hfi26DzpZY/s220/ICON-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4971043842175674344.post-6362395731513687121</id><published>2011-12-29T15:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T16:08:20.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The end.</title><content type='html'>( 9 A 9) Loooooooooooong time no write bloggy.&lt;br /&gt;All the happy lala travel superb adventure or angry short rant are on Facebook and twitter, I think this blog is for crazy-wall-of-text-feeling-writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relationship between me and Aimie ended, need no to mention the reason, because I am not sure what's the reason any more. Eventually, it just happened. We said we will stay as friends, but in fact he never really contact me, I was the one who made the first step all this time. &lt;br /&gt;I don't really know what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I doubted everything he use to sweet-talk to me. Every little bit of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So it was all a lie?" I said.&lt;br /&gt;My friend told me, those sweet words and promises were not a lie. It was real at the moment he said it. It's his real feeling that time.&lt;br /&gt;Was it so important to be real AT THAT MOMENT when it will not last after two years? Or it will not stand strong when you face harshness in real life? I don't want to waste my time building fancy sand castle beside the beach, knowing the wave will crush it later. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a doll in the toy store. Yes I'm cute, ah you think I'm pretty. After you hugged me for so long and gave me crap loads of love and hope, your daddy said no, then you put me down and walk out of the toy store. I look at your back and I cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now every person who pass by, attempt to hold me, I would bite them.&lt;br /&gt;Don't give me any hope if it's not going to be real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're not going to love me properly, I'll keep my love back.&lt;br /&gt;I don't have feeling for people who doesn't appreciate me. But damn you for leaving shitty scar in my heart, DAMN YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm not kind. I'll put the blame in you so I'd feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scar.&lt;br /&gt;The love burned strongly. &lt;br /&gt;The flame was beautiful. &lt;br /&gt;But it collapsed very fast. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too weak.&lt;br /&gt;Too sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn you and your fucking fairytale.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4971043842175674344-6362395731513687121?l=rosa-schaukelpferd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosa-schaukelpferd.blogspot.com/feeds/6362395731513687121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rosa-schaukelpferd.blogspot.com/2011/12/end.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4971043842175674344/posts/default/6362395731513687121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4971043842175674344/posts/default/6362395731513687121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosa-schaukelpferd.blogspot.com/2011/12/end.html' title='The end.'/><author><name>Irisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08696033200999080482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E9txkYat_Jc/TvwWq0Gk3CI/AAAAAAAAAF0/0Hfi26DzpZY/s220/ICON-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4971043842175674344.post-2371083152763685002</id><published>2011-03-14T12:34:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T14:55:45.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ronery.</title><content type='html'>It makes me realize how much I'm use to a noisy atmosphere when my family left for vacation for four days, left only me and my younger sister at home. It's not too difficult to cook and feed ourselves, even though I all I know is cooking eggs, french toast, pancake, simple pasta and lazy curry. But it's enough for 4 days, with a little help from the outside food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I cooked lazy style Japanese curry with overly-soft-white-rice. (Too much water-FAAAIL.) We put it on a newspaper sheet so the hot bowl will not damage the wooden table. We plan to watch TV while having dinner but there was a thunder rain, afraid that our TV might get thunder shock or something, so we switched it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oBj0oAt_dek/TX2ffeNP50I/AAAAAAAAAFc/je9FD0eceRc/s1600/curry%2Brice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oBj0oAt_dek/TX2ffeNP50I/AAAAAAAAAFc/je9FD0eceRc/s400/curry%2Brice.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583794476042676034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything seems so plain. We seems "extra RONERY" in this situation. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I realize how lucky I am to have my mom preparing food for me everyday. I don't have to think of what to eat next, how to prepare it or where to get ingredients. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my sister doesn't like to on the TV so much, we simply don't need to watch it. But I miss the sound of the TV when my family gathers around it. (I only watch TV when someone on it. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I start to sound a bit over dramatic, it's only 4 days without them, duh! XD But seriously, I always thought it would be nice to have more space and quiet time for myself, but I'm changing my mind now! It's great to stay with a noisy and lively family. I love having them around me, even though they irritates me sometime. I miss em already. Bawww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 days, 14 hours, 6 minutes left to Taiwan. &lt;br /&gt;Earthquake and terrible disasters hitting Japan, I wish we will have a safe trip whole traveling to another country.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4971043842175674344-2371083152763685002?l=rosa-schaukelpferd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosa-schaukelpferd.blogspot.com/feeds/2371083152763685002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rosa-schaukelpferd.blogspot.com/2011/03/ronery.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4971043842175674344/posts/default/2371083152763685002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4971043842175674344/posts/default/2371083152763685002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosa-schaukelpferd.blogspot.com/2011/03/ronery.html' title='Ronery.'/><author><name>Irisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08696033200999080482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E9txkYat_Jc/TvwWq0Gk3CI/AAAAAAAAAF0/0Hfi26DzpZY/s220/ICON-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oBj0oAt_dek/TX2ffeNP50I/AAAAAAAAAFc/je9FD0eceRc/s72-c/curry%2Brice.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4971043842175674344.post-1635809530528994652</id><published>2011-03-11T13:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T13:39:26.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHY SO EXCITED.</title><content type='html'>Oh my god. I've been too excited with my trip to Taiwan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="el_d1"&gt;7&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="el_d1t"&gt;days&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="el_h1"&gt;15&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="el_h1t"&gt;hours&lt;/span&gt; more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't even sleep properly now. I've been googling about Airport and Taiwan places to sleep, using my iPod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vs6zAKaowMI/TXm1drRAxHI/AAAAAAAAAFU/99qF1iZMN5M/s1600/awakejpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vs6zAKaowMI/TXm1drRAxHI/AAAAAAAAAFU/99qF1iZMN5M/s400/awakejpg.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582692734537352306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I woke up and found my heart beating so fast and I thought something's wrong with me,  but later I found I'm simply too excited about flying to another country. OMG WHY SO EXCITED. I feel like a kid who never been to a fun theme park before, now I'm like a nervous squirrel and keep jumping around in my treehouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't 7 days pass faster already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, now back to work for me. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4971043842175674344-1635809530528994652?l=rosa-schaukelpferd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosa-schaukelpferd.blogspot.com/feeds/1635809530528994652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rosa-schaukelpferd.blogspot.com/2011/03/why-so-excited.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4971043842175674344/posts/default/1635809530528994652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4971043842175674344/posts/default/1635809530528994652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosa-schaukelpferd.blogspot.com/2011/03/why-so-excited.html' title='WHY SO EXCITED.'/><author><name>Irisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08696033200999080482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E9txkYat_Jc/TvwWq0Gk3CI/AAAAAAAAAF0/0Hfi26DzpZY/s220/ICON-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vs6zAKaowMI/TXm1drRAxHI/AAAAAAAAAFU/99qF1iZMN5M/s72-c/awakejpg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4971043842175674344.post-6503164074761429904</id><published>2011-03-10T22:10:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T12:02:44.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pet Society and chibiiiiieees,</title><content type='html'>∑(O_O；) HOLY CRAP. I forgot about my blogger's existence. I wouldn't remember about it if my honey didn't mention blog stuff to me, haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's already 2011 and I didn't write anything in the past. I've missed so many. Uploading short status and photos in facebook are the thing for lazy people like me. Plus I'm really bad with writing journal, blogs or article. Some people find my writings are quite decent but I seeeeriously- no like to write becuz mai wraitingz arr berry berry poorrrr and ai kennot tink offu wut tuu sayz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GYAAAH but I'm going to have Vacation soon, and I really wish I can update my adventure stories here. WITH TEXT. WITH MORE TEXT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sup with me recently- I've been crazy with &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/petsociety"&gt;pet society&lt;/a&gt; stuff. Lemme show you my cuuuuute pet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b70/Iris-Zeible/Ichigorefsheet.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 356px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8NntAodH5S0/TXje1ziosfI/AAAAAAAAAFE/s4KzVZx3cC4/s400/Ichigo%2Bref%2Bsheet%2Bbanner.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582456754075644402" /&gt;My baby Ichigo-chan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ヾ(＾∇＾) You can clickie the image above for a larger preview ♥&lt;br /&gt;Since I'm too desperate to get some of the shiny nice stuff from the game, I trade my drawings to the player for cash item... kinda silly I admit, but somehow I think it was worth it! （￣～￣;） Since the drawing is just some simple pencil chibi and it doesn't take away too much of my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b70/Iris-Zeible/26.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 236px; height: 308px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b70/Iris-Zeible/26.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b70/Iris-Zeible/27.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 361px; height: 229px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b70/Iris-Zeible/27.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b70/Iris-Zeible/12.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 230px; height: 275px;" src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b70/Iris-Zeible/12.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's more &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=623808&amp;id=854160458&amp;l=6c9b590bc9"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;! I hope you enjoy what you see, haha. Until next time, when I've something to write again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4971043842175674344-6503164074761429904?l=rosa-schaukelpferd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosa-schaukelpferd.blogspot.com/feeds/6503164074761429904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rosa-schaukelpferd.blogspot.com/2011/03/chibiiiiiies.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4971043842175674344/posts/default/6503164074761429904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4971043842175674344/posts/default/6503164074761429904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosa-schaukelpferd.blogspot.com/2011/03/chibiiiiiies.html' title='Pet Society and chibiiiiieees,'/><author><name>Irisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08696033200999080482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E9txkYat_Jc/TvwWq0Gk3CI/AAAAAAAAAF0/0Hfi26DzpZY/s220/ICON-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8NntAodH5S0/TXje1ziosfI/AAAAAAAAAFE/s4KzVZx3cC4/s72-c/Ichigo%2Bref%2Bsheet%2Bbanner.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4971043842175674344.post-1801864889633044167</id><published>2010-03-12T11:10:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T13:31:51.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(○^ε^○)  Can I has lolita pweeeaaseee-</title><content type='html'>I watched &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P5iRzB4fCQE&amp;feature=related#"&gt; Shimotsuma Monogatari&lt;/a&gt; last night♥ I use to watch it few years ago, but (I have no idea why) I found it so boring and not-understandable, so I quit watching before it reach the ends. Now when I re-watch it, I suddenly find it so interesting and heart-warming ♥ It is a nice show! I must be so silly back then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some screenshotie ：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnBlYu6vUFk/S5m2fEiFCII/AAAAAAAAABo/nl19kVFjmwE/s1600-h/sdsd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnBlYu6vUFk/S5m2fEiFCII/AAAAAAAAABo/nl19kVFjmwE/s400/sdsd.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447585869190203522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyoko Fukada is puuurfeeect for the lolita role ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nnBlYu6vUFk/S5m2-KOr9zI/AAAAAAAAABw/VExs47aB_Y0/s1600-h/KamikazeCafe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 212px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nnBlYu6vUFk/S5m2-KOr9zI/AAAAAAAAABw/VExs47aB_Y0/s400/KamikazeCafe.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447586403295426354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anna Tsuchiya played as a "yanki girl" in the movie. I loled at her heavy make up. I'm pretty amazed to realize how &lt;a href="http://vitamindrop.files.wordpress.com/2009/04/annatsuchiya.jpg"&gt;she normally looks like&lt;/a&gt;, she's so pretty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nnBlYu6vUFk/S5nRWAujOdI/AAAAAAAAACY/NM4JEZYeCoI/s1600-h/LOL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 209px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nnBlYu6vUFk/S5nRWAujOdI/AAAAAAAAACY/NM4JEZYeCoI/s400/LOL.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447615400363899346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite line in the movie by Momoko: "From today on, this cabbage will be your friend ♥"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnBlYu6vUFk/S5m4INAxC6I/AAAAAAAAAB4/YKfl9eFSL14/s1600-h/r7_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 209px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnBlYu6vUFk/S5m4INAxC6I/AAAAAAAAAB4/YKfl9eFSL14/s400/r7_f.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447587675352664994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing Kyoko wearing those frilly goodness make me goes craaazieeee- (; 3 ;) Her room in the movie was like- filled with frills, pinkness, elegant soft toys, happy colors and floweriness. It's like a dream come true to meeee- I WANT IT TOOO PLZZZZ (; 3 ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie feature one of the pricey lolita brand, "Baby, The Stars Shine Bright". The thing I love the most about "Baby" is how dedicated they are with their dress patterns! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nnBlYu6vUFk/S5nE6lZxspI/AAAAAAAAACI/7qAXh090RHc/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 291px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nnBlYu6vUFk/S5nE6lZxspI/AAAAAAAAACI/7qAXh090RHc/s400/1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447601735033008786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nnBlYu6vUFk/S5nFJO2TGVI/AAAAAAAAACQ/P95jY3anKGs/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 280px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nnBlYu6vUFk/S5nFJO2TGVI/AAAAAAAAACQ/P95jY3anKGs/s400/2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447601986676660562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you look at those dresses- so delicate and frilly. The patterns are so sweet looking and well-designed too! ( * 3*)&lt;br /&gt;Why would a girl living in this modern age wish to stuff herself in those frilly dress? It's a weird fact for many people, but that's how Girly-Dreamyland rolls! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course-such pretty and well-made dresses can never be cheap. One of these is roughly 250 to 300 USD. (tax included) Not something that I could afford now- But I really wish I can own this some days- ( ~ v~) ♥ ♥ ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//end of daydreaming loool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4971043842175674344-1801864889633044167?l=rosa-schaukelpferd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosa-schaukelpferd.blogspot.com/feeds/1801864889633044167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rosa-schaukelpferd.blogspot.com/2010/03/can-i-has-lolita-pweeeaaseee.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4971043842175674344/posts/default/1801864889633044167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4971043842175674344/posts/default/1801864889633044167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosa-schaukelpferd.blogspot.com/2010/03/can-i-has-lolita-pweeeaaseee.html' title='(○^ε^○)  Can I has lolita pweeeaaseee-'/><author><name>Irisu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08696033200999080482</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E9txkYat_Jc/TvwWq0Gk3CI/AAAAAAAAAF0/0Hfi26DzpZY/s220/ICON-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nnBlYu6vUFk/S5m2fEiFCII/AAAAAAAAABo/nl19kVFjmwE/s72-c/sdsd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4971043842175674344.post-6203500099256892892</id><published>2010-03-10T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T21:15:14.374+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pink rocking horse'/><title type='text'>Blog. I has it.</title><content type='html'>Last few day I read an artist's phrase (黄子华) from newspaper, "When you write about your daily life and try so hard to keep them as a secret- we call it 'diary'. Nowadays, people are still writing the same thing -but also try their hardest to let everyone notice their stories- we call those 'blogs'."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loled- then I thought of having a blog thingy too.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;（￣ー￣） I doubt I could maintain it though. You know, like...keep on writing from time to time? It's just so hard for me--I'm not fond of writing diary (or journal, or life updates whatever.)... Maybe I don't have much to write about. Having a blog will make me further realize my life is B.O.R.I.N.G. *tears*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, I have a very dead LJ and I don't want another dead Blogger lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why call it "Rosa Schaukelpferd" though? It means "Pink Rocking Horse" in German. I'm not from Germany, and also know no German, but the name "Rosa" and "Schaukelpferd" gives a total different feeling compare to "Pink Rocking Horse". Simply because I don't want a cheesy pink title. Even though the name sounds complicated -but I do know how to pronounce it. (my friend Miki taught me♥) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(￣▽￣) So I've spent a lot of time to do a bit research on blog templates and CSS coding blah blah blah--now I got this pinkish blog. I loveeee it♥ I hope it will give those who visit my blogs some cavities. (lol so is your tooth aching yet?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than worrying about not being able to update the bloggy as often, my poor grammar is another problem. I have to think and correct grammars -and then think again before I write every single sentence. "wait, this sentence doesn't sounds right." "hmm, how do you spell that word again?" PFFFFT I should have just write everything in Chinese,(容易到不经大脑的地步 lol。) but I don't want to escape my Engrish problem. I mean- WELL, FACE IT DUURHUUURRRRR. Maybe writing blog can improve my grammar afterall! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should read more. (said this many times and still not doing anything yet.) My friend --Gotts suggested me to read a book call "Watership down" by Richard Adams. I downloaded it from the internet ebook site (internet solves all!) The story is about ...rabbits, I guess. 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