童玩節 單眼皮 瑪法達 慕谷慕魚 哺乳
Rog的雙打金牌Part2看運動員在體育賽事獲得勝利跟聽茶米唱歌那種感覺雖然說都是喜悅 可是很不一樣耶^^第一次看費拿雙打金牌 也許 也是最後一次了吧?別忘了 費已經２７ 以網球選手的標準來說 算是有點老了還有被我解讀成費疑似要幫小瓦做CPR的搞笑畫面噢我的媽啊你怎麼了???拜託你一定要醒來一定要醒來...別鬧啊瓦啊我想到了 以前有學過CPR...恩...是這個位置.................................................哈既然沒事兩個就手牽手領獎去......欸你看這是金牌耶...可以吃嗎?感覺百感交集沉思中的樣子...他一定很希望胸口那面是單打金牌這張費有含淚的感覺...發現他有小虎牙耶好可愛^^不過我發現哭慘的好像是他搭檔Stanislaw Wawrinka...鼻子整個都紅了你看最後金銀銅來個大合照吧???好啦我終於把這弄完了...好累啊呼噢如果你想要看更多費的照片就請按這裡
少女 歷女 貓村 郵局正妹 桐花
Rog的雙打金牌Part1只是很可惜的是Rog的男單金牌路在八強賽止步（是八強賽沒錯吧？就是打贏近四強那種--啊還是是所謂"半準決賽"啊?）看到他輸給美國JAMES BLAKE之後離場 心中有種很強烈的失落感沒辦法 體壇真的是這樣的殘酷無情－這點我已經遺忘很久了後來知道Rog也有打男雙 心裡想說真是太好了 還有個奪金的機會不過有預測說奧運的賽程如此緊湊（後面還接個美網） 搞不好Rog會兩頭空但他在接下來的男雙總算沒有和金牌失之交臂 算是個小小的安慰獎吧Rog說拿男雙金牌的感覺很不一樣－至少你有個搭檔可以讓你相擁慶賀凡妮莎覺得 在失去渴求的男單金牌之後 在男雙拿個金牌 對Rog來說 應該是一種很複雜很特別的感受吧＊＊＊＊＊知道Rog男雙拿了金牌 心中自然是很高興 很想見證這一刻不過很可惜的是電視都沒播男雙 唉好吧我知道男單真的比較好看那...我們就看看圖片過過乾癮吧從半準決賽(quarterfinal)對印度開始我一整個超愛這張（絕對不是因為Rog的頭髮^^）有沒有發現他們一個穿勾勾一個穿三條?Rog救球^^ 休息^^(我覺得那撐傘的看起來好欠扁) 好哥兒抱一個打打氣~ 噢耶朝準決賽邁進~金牌路又進一步囉^^＊＊＊＊然後準決賽我沒存什麼照片冏 所以我們直接進決賽^^ 對上的是瑞典費天王的發球～嗯我好喜歡這姿勢～小瓦兼任球童!?好怕兩個人會跌成一團^^啊～肚肚（題外話：Rog身材一級棒...有興趣的可以找他打赤膊練球的照片XD)不論是什麼球類 我都很喜歡看運動員在場上彼此打氣的樣子^^Rog又要救球了(怒髮衝冠!?)拿到冠軍了~Rog的表情好激動(一定的啊^^)*我承認我上面那張會選是因為Rog的頭髮.... Rog的勝利之吼^^謝謝觀眾^^
三二行館 美女市長 宜蘭民宿 2010 機車展 小S
接下來很有意義的三天Kobe 30歲生日很快吧 剛開始看他他24歲 現在要30了希望今年奧運男籃金牌能當他生日禮物8/24IL DIVO繼客串席琳狄翁在愛爾蘭的演唱會後又一場久違的演出慶祝倫敦即將舉行下屆奧運 頗有意義8/25或許你想到了 或許你想不到畢竟這個日子對我來說是差不多兩個星期前才有新的意義--美網開打--（這是Rog去年拿美網冠軍後到時代廣場的照片^^ ~~西裝搭這樣有沒有很熟悉的感覺?? ^^）我不知道Rog能夠打到什麼樣的成績Rog在奧運男單止步於四強 讓我"重溫"了體育界的現實與殘酷兩年前會心一橫"跳槽" 也是因為不想被這非贏即輸的壓力壓著畢竟...總覺得自己多少都會被這些因素影響話說回來 這次美網 是自己第一次 也可能是最後一次看Rog打球其實自己對網球的了解幾乎說是零所以這次要是真看了美網 也是十足的門外漢看熱鬧性質目前不想對網球有更深入的了解畢竟以自己的個性以及目前的身分 我很清楚 要是我一栽進去 恐怕是壞處多過好處所以這絕對不是我的priority總之 美網 就順其自然吧
ECFA 魏蔓 SHE 首爾 雙J
千呼萬喚始出來2008政大公行營照片終於上傳完畢啦!!![按我觀看]...上圖是橫掃政大公行營的10人幫一個營隊招一百一二十個 我們班就佔了十個你說有沒有霹靂到???
NBA官網 籃球 洗車男 小琉球 ARASHI
V – a story of angels and demons [Ch. 6 The Sleeping Prince], by壞女人Vanessa glances at the full silver moon in the sky. It is time. She spreads her grey wings, with a big flap, she surges into the air and lands quietly on her neighbours balcony. She looks into his room through the glass and sees him sleeping soundly with his back facing the moon. She closes her eyes and takes a deep breath, walking through the sliding door into his room, Carlos’s last sentence of mockery rings in her ears. You are not going to be a big disappointment like your sister, are you? She shakes her head. NO! She is better than her sister, she cannot fail! Vanessa holds out her left hand in front of her and watches a dagger made of black crystal appear on her palm. She grasps tightly at the weapon and looks at David’s sleeping form. Just one stab on his heart and the dagger will absorb all his dreams and hopes, and he’ll be nothing but a zombie to Lord Hades, another servant to the underworld. She slowly reaches to pull down his blanket, she hasn’t seen it coming when the person under the blanket makes a quick move and throws the blanket over her head. The blanket slips to the floor and Vanessa finds herself looking into a pair of cold, green eyes that do not belong to David Miller. “Remember me, Vanessa? “You’re… You’re…” she swallows hard, “Sebastien.” “I’m glad my face rings a bell,” Sebastien puts a hand into his jeans pocket and smiles. “Where is Miller,” she growls, flipping the dagger discreetly in her hand. “I wouldn’t throw that at me if I were you, I’m a pretty nasty piece of work when I get pissy.” “In case you haven’t noticed, Sebastien, I’m already pissy,” she shows him her canines with a snare. “I have noticed, but what you haven’t noticed is – I’m not pissy.” He appears right in front of her before she has the time to blink. “Yet,” he adds, and shows her the crystal dagger in his hand with a smirk. “How did you…” her eyes widen as she looks at the dagger in her hand a second ago. “Trade secret,” he winks and walks away from her. Recovered from her shock, she grabs his wrist. “Don’t make me ask you again, where is Miller?” “Or else what?” Sebastien turns to look at her and raises an arrogant eyebrow, “Punch me? Mademoiselle, you know you don’t stand a chance.” “Indeed she doesn’t,” another tall figure appears in the room behind Vanessa, “But I’m not so sure about us, Sebastien.” “Urs… she wants David, you’re not going to let her turn him into a zombie!” he glares at the ever handsome Swiss, “and I’m not going to let you turn him into one either.” Urs tilts his head to one side as if he’s weighing his options. “Let me think,” he grins, “and the answer is No.” “I’ll pretend tonight never happened if you leave now,” Sebastien closes his eyes and rubs his temples. “Did you not hear what I said, I said No, and according to the Oxford dictionary, it means…” “STOP!” Sebastien grumbles, “I hate it when you do that.” “Old habits die hard,” he smiles. “For the sake of old times, Urs, please don’t do this.” “What do you think can come out all of this!” Urs asks, “No matter what we do or don’t do, we’ll never be able to be what we were again! Never!” “You don’t know that, but don’t start destroying one another, you’ll regret it.” There is a pregnant pause as Urs closes his eyes to control his frustration. “Very well,” he says eventually. “He’ll not be so lucky next time.” “I’ll make sure he is,” Sebastien replies coldly. “Now get your filthy hands off my intended.” Sebastien and Vanessa stare at him in absolutely surprise. “Lord Hades has accepted my request for Vanessa’s hand in marriage.” “But how about…” Sebastien shakes his head, Urs and Caprice were two people very much in love in their mortal lives. “She condemned me herself, remember?” Urs takes Vanessa’s hand while still looking at Sebastien with much hostility, “There is no more “us” since that moment on.” “But you still love her,” Sebastien looks cautiously at Vanessa, who has a pained but confused look on her face, “Don’t break someone else’s heart Urs.” “Demons don’t have hearts!” he roars, and disappears into the night with her. Sebastien knows everything has just barely begun. The en-suite bathroom door opens, and David walks out into his bedroom. “They’re gone,” he says, looking at the sky through the sliding doors. “Yes, your highness,” Sebastien nods his head, “It’s time to retire, Sir.” David waves his hand impatiently in the air. “Come on Sebastien, you know I hate it when you address me like that. I’m still David.” “And the Prince of Homo-sapiens,” he reminds him. “Hey, I wasn’t the one who decided to regain my memory,” he sulks. “Your father told me to wake you up when the time is right. How else can I get you to get your lazy butt up from the bed?” “Are you sure my father meant ‘wake up my memories’ instead of, you know, waking me up… literally?” The question earns him an annoyed stare from his friend. “Alright already!” David puts his arms up in the air as a sign of giving up, “What do we do now?” “We rest,” Sebastien crosses his arms in front of his chest, “I have much to tell you about in the morning.” David is already sleeping soundly as if he has never been woken up in the first place.
奶機妹 模型 VISA金融卡 泳裝 峇里島
V – a story of angels and demons [Ch.5 Feels Like Kryptonite], by壞女人“By your command, my Lord,” the servant bows lightly and exits the great hall, closing the door behind him. Carlos stands up, and sits back down. What’s the hurry? He chuckles. It’s not like someone is waiting for me or anything. He sighs and snaps his fingers. A glass of finest cognac materialises in his hand and he lazily takes a sip of the fiery liqueur. The room is quiet except the sound of his own swallowing and the occasional snap of the burning wood in the fireplace. He closes his eyes and leans back against the back of the chair. He frowns slightly when a voice rings in his ears. You can be in a room with a thousand people, Carlos, but you can still feel so utterly alone.His eyes fly open. He moves his head to look around. Sure enough, there is no one but him in the golden luxurious hall. He closes his eyes again and tries to relax again. With his power, he can summon a million souls into the hall right now and they can have the wildest party in the history of the Underworld. But the voice is right, his loneliness will only be more potent among the sea of souls. He is Hades now, the ruler of the Underworld. He can have anyone and anything as long as he pleases. The only thing he cannot have is the one thing he craves most. He wants to go back to the days when he shares his life and stage with his brothers – David, Sebastien, and Urs. Who’d have thought a chance-meeting in a lifetime will create an unbreakable brotherhood forever? Carlos lets go of the crystal glass and extends his arms to his sides, with palms facing upwards. The falling glass stops to fall. The flames stop to dance. Everything around him begins to spin, faster, faster and faster, until the surroundings become a whirlwind of white, silver and gold. Carlos moves his wrists slowly so his palms turn downwards, as he does the whirlwind starts to change its colour to blue and black and red. An orchestra of clapping, cheering, and screaming flows into his ears and he smiles. Carlos opens his eyes and looks around the amphitheatre filled with expectant audience who are here to hear them sing. The lights are dimmed, the audience gradually become quiet. The orchestra starts to weave the introduction to a night no one involved will easily forget. Carlos feels the heat of the spotlight falls on him. The curtain slowly rises. His smiles widens when he meets the audience of the night. This is his moment. This is where he belongs. “Thinking of the good old times again, Carlos?” A soft voice breaks into his conjuration. Carlos stands on the stage, puzzled, as his fellow brothers stare quizzically at him when he misses his cue to sing. He shakes his head to fight the sudden dizziness. No! Don’t pull him from…The music slowly fades, farther and farther away, replaced by the sound of broken crystal, Carlos’s eyes snap open. He is still in the great hall in hell. Without an audience, without the spotlight, without his brothers. He looks down on the immaculate marble floor and sees the crystal glass shattered into pieces among a pool of cognac. He sinks into his chair and buries his face in his hands. A sobs escapes from his throat. He cannot take another heart-break anymore. A hand, a woman’s hand, caresses his head gently. “You know I had to stop you, Carlos. This is your punishment. You cannot live your dream again,” she tells him with a sigh, “Please, stop torturing yourself with these conjurations. I hurt every time you do this to yourself.” Carlos looks up at her, Greta, the woman whom he had loved for all his lifetimes. “Then let me dream!” he growls angrily. “You know I cannot,” she bites her lip. “Can’t, or won’t?” his eyes narrow dangerously. “Can’t,” she replies. “GO AWAY!” he roars, “GO AWAY AND GET OUT OF MY SIGHT!” “Carlos…” she tries to help him control his rising temper. “GET OUT!” he roars so loudly that the hall shakes from the vibration. Greta turns her back on Carlos and teleports herself to her own prison in Heaven. She hasn’t told Carlos that a spell has been cast on her as her punishment. Whenever he tries to relive his mortal days in any manner, she will be there to stop him. He has no idea how much it is hurting her to see his heart broken over and over again. He has no idea how her heart breaks even more each time when she kills his dream. But he doesn’t need to know. He already has more misery than anyone can bear; she is not going to add hers unto him too. If his hatred towards her makes him feel slightly better in any way, she will do anything to conceal him from the truth. Te amo para siempre.A ball of black fire spreads across Carlos’s body, surrounding him. He sits on his throne with a teasing tilt on his lips, looking nothing like a man who has just got his dreams shattered a while ago. He crosses his legs gracefully, an elbow on the arm of the chair, his cheek resting lightly on his fist. “Very well,” he declares to no one in particular. “If I cannot have my dream, no one is allowed to have their dreams.” He snaps his fingers and a photo of David Miller materialises between his fingers. “Starting with him,” he grins menacingly as the photo starts to burn under his stare. He telepaths Vanessa and issues her an order to see him immediately. The world will soon have a taste of his kryptonite.
PK賽 衝浪 天空 KaKa 泳裝
費德勒的kuso廣告--ESPN& NIKE(again, ha)因為這支廣告我沒什麼要講的啊 所以就多送上一支NIKE的廣告--不只費一個人入鏡啦 還有很多NIKE的代言球星...嘿嘿當然還有我舊愛呢^^(所以有沒有很熱鬧啊你說)
林志玲 蛋糕毛巾 空姐 曾雅妮 BY2
費德勒的kuso廣告--Nationale Suisse系列(再來張費吧^^)啊為了避免單一文章放太多影片可能帶來的一些不必要困擾 所以這些影片就另開篇文章放 也是些很KUSO的廣告這個廣告我除了看不懂背後意義外 連他在廣告啥我都不太知道...什麼是"Nationale"??國家??(至少我知道SUISSE是瑞士)不過東瞧瞧西瞧瞧 這Nationale Suisse好像是保險公司的樣子^^(嘖嘖 為什麼我最近提到瑞士除了馬上想到費之外 還會想到那美林銀行以及那本人一輩子都賺不到的錢然後就一把火燒上來!!!???） 好首先我要說費的那輛車實在很帥啊 和他配起來超有味道說再來他停車的技術也未免太好了一點～嗯我要看茶米有沒有這樣的技術捏（為什麼我想到茶米年輕時曾經試圖無照駕駛？？）然後接花盆那段整個很瞎 身手真的太好了一點點 （然後我要想到紐約勿忘我第一集裡URS要是有這樣伸手就不會被潑的滿頭咖啡了...）最後還一整個順勢遞上一盆花 啊原來那個女的是...!!??欸我怎麼覺得這好像費開車來米家要帶凡出去玩的那種感覺啊???嗯好然後附上這廣告的製作花絮: 接下來是Nationale Suisse的另一支廣告 是單身貴族男的那種感覺(呃我想到一個人在倫敦奮鬥的茶米^^)果然網球選手不是當假的 家裡處處可見小黃球的蹤影鞋子裡面先一顆然後這個人也跟茶米一樣的白目 就學不會好好的把球放到袋子裡面 一定要來個立體彈珠台般的咚咚咚才甘心唉不過這種事情要是換成茶米來做 這傢伙一定噹的一聲把玻璃打破然後又無辜的傻蛋眼神看著我(?)說"凡妮莎怎麼辦???"話說回來 費的沙發上又一顆球 白目的他一樣讓這球反彈再反彈然後掉進袋子裡...還有他那縮頭閃一下的樣子超可愛的^^（恩 屬淑真的有練過...換成是茶米你覺得他會被打到嗎???）然後咧穿著大衣的費要出門（天啊我最喜歡穿大衣的男人！！！）發現大衣口袋裡還有顆球（天啊他的球真的無所不在耶） 就想說反正大哥哥有練過技術很好隨便一丟結果嘿嘿嘿...那個吃鱉的表情好可愛啦！！！！！！！！！！！！
熱火 女球迷 排隊 李毓芬 同學會
費德勒的kuso廣告--NIKE系列欸茶米我跟你說你真的要快點發專輯而且要好好發啦 要不凡妮莎真的要跟人跑了也好險她是現在才喜歡那個費德勒而不是四年前 或者該說她喜歡的是費德勒而不是納達爾 要不你就真的...好啦 廢話不多說 凡妮莎真的好喜歡這些廣告說雖然說它們的意義我都看不是很懂 但真的很好笑啦NIKE的廣告個人覺得”他家”很漂亮然後接下來一整個就頗瞎的希望小朋友知道大哥哥是有練過 要不每個有樣學樣拿起球拍就在家裡打起網球還得了 不把家裡砸了才怪這廣告我看不懂的地方是 他最後那球不是有打出去嗎 那他球拍和玻璃為什麼還會破掉咧好 那球拍和玻璃破掉了又代表什麼意義咧 是說該牌的球拍和玻璃很爛？欸可是不對啊這是NIKE的廣告耶話說回來 個人認為他在把球打到玻璃瓶上的那個笑容超迷人（茶米就不會這樣笑 他會賊溜溜的笑或是哈哈大笑）然後電話響的時候說哈囉的聲音也好性感啊～跟茶米是不同型的耶好啦接下來是另一個 當然也是個看不懂的廣告首先我要說費德勒"他家"的冰箱好多東西啊哈哈不過選了水喝(冰箱裡也太多水了吧)真是好寶寶...這讓我想到有一陣子網壇的藥檢嚴到選手們都不敢喝飲料只敢喝水啊^^話說回來 費先生把冰箱關起來後我就覺得這廣告還蠻適合現在七月的啦XD好啦 不廢話 然後那怪咖”教”費先生”彈吉他”的時候 費的表情好可愛(大心)跟茶米一樣都有讓人想衝上去捏一把的衝動呢(不過費的臉比較大^^)好然後費拿到吉他之後就很亂七八糟的KUSO啦 我在打賭茶米也做過這種事哈XD
