tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24548647100773987832011-04-21T13:08:17.394-07:00TiRAmIsUhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01189032657792126783noreply@blogger.comBlogger31100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2454864710077398783.post-6328893760979258282008-06-01T08:16:00.000-07:002008-06-01T08:43:36.720-07:00<div align="center">换新的工,住新的地方,交新的朋友...一切从新开始...</div><div align="left"> 好累哦!Assistant Manager真的不容易做哦...真的还有很多很多东西要学,连off day都要回公司上班,希望这一切都是值得的...</div><div align="left"> 今天他一整天都在我家,听妈妈说还带了一大束玫瑰花来我家,请他回他也不回...妈妈问我打算怎样,说真的我真的不懂.....</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2454864710077398783-632889376097925828?l=tira-tiramisu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TiRAmIsUhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01189032657792126783noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2454864710077398783.post-7547348583977367652008-05-24T20:06:00.000-07:002008-05-24T20:43:47.437-07:00<div align="center">當初他是因爲沒感覺了才離開我的；還說他不會後悔...</div><div align="center">一個月后他卻哀求我再回到他身邊；而且還以死來威脅...</div><div align="center">最離譜的是說要跟我結婚；這是他從來沒有想過也是他最恐懼的事...</div><div align="center">但...一切都太遲了...因爲我現在也是因爲沒感覺了才不接受他...</div><div align="center">感覺消失了;一切都太遲了...</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">"jz click da DELETE button n erase everything in ur memory, throw them into RECYCLE BIN, REFORMAT ur heart n mind, n RESTART all over again..."</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">真得很喜歡這句話...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2454864710077398783-754734858397736765?l=tira-tiramisu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TiRAmIsUhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01189032657792126783noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2454864710077398783.post-10511491678187301322008-05-20T19:06:00.000-07:002008-05-21T04:20:23.150-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MEzvtYWb1EM/SDQFTremmGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5yaixrPqGUk/s1600-h/Tiramisu.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202789305166501986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MEzvtYWb1EM/SDQFTremmGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5yaixrPqGUk/s320/Tiramisu.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MEzvtYWb1EM/SDQFT7emmHI/AAAAAAAAAAU/jno3uotM6w0/s1600-h/tiramisu1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202789309461469298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MEzvtYWb1EM/SDQFT7emmHI/AAAAAAAAAAU/jno3uotM6w0/s320/tiramisu1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div align="center"> <span style="font-family:lucida grande;">Tiramisu,提拉米稣.<br />一层质感与海面蛋糕类似,浸透了Espresso与Masala,<br />Rum或Brandy的手指饼干;一层混合了Mascarpone<br />Cheese,蛋,鲜奶油和糖的Cheese糊;层层相叠,最后撒上一层薄薄的可可粉.是一种著名的意大利甜点.<br /><br />二战时期,一个意大利士兵即将出征却苦无干粮;其妻就把家里所有能吃的饼干,面包全部做成一个糕点,即Tiramisu.每当这士兵在战场上吃着Tiramisu,就会想起他的家,想起家中心爱的人.<br /><br />Tiramisu,意大利文,带我走...<br /><br />谁愿意真心带我走...</span> </div><blockquote><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">2008年5月20日,凌晨,5点30分...难忘的事...</span></div></blockquote><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2454864710077398783-1051149167818730132?l=tira-tiramisu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TiRAmIsUhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01189032657792126783noreply@blogger.com2