Sunday, December 11, 2011
有些偶像劇誇大搞笑，有些淡然無味；有些潑辣殘暴，有些悲慘催淚。
但最厲害的，總是那些似很生活化、很平凡、可能發生的戲。
它能讓你毫不懷疑的接受一切情節，
最後，卻仍然給你一個夢境的結局，
讓你以為現實生活的挫敗、艱辛，最後換回來的依舊是完美的收場。
這種讓你服服帖帖認同的情節，配上不可思議、不切實際的ending,
豈不是更大的騙局嗎？
故此，戲，終歸是戲；不可預測的真實生活，不要被它誤導，但也不用刻意悲觀看待，繼續持有期待和希望的去探索吧！
但最厲害的，總是那些似很生活化、很平凡、可能發生的戲。
它能讓你毫不懷疑的接受一切情節，
最後，卻仍然給你一個夢境的結局，
讓你以為現實生活的挫敗、艱辛，最後換回來的依舊是完美的收場。
這種讓你服服帖帖認同的情節，配上不可思議、不切實際的ending,
豈不是更大的騙局嗎？
故此，戲，終歸是戲；不可預測的真實生活，不要被它誤導，但也不用刻意悲觀看待，繼續持有期待和希望的去探索吧！
, for the moment at 1:19:00 AM
Thursday, November 10, 2011
These days that stretch on end,
just makes me crave a good friend
to sit side by side silently
and quietly eat ice cream cones with.
But you’re too busy for this.
(For me.)
, for the moment at 10:14:00 PM
Tuesday, November 08, 2011
i dont think you'd understand
when i say that
time is running out.
everyday, even unseeing,
i feel the impatience of
the minute changes that sprout
like the quiet unnoticed seeds of mustard trees
ideas, thoughts, beliefs that take root
deep within,
they push past the layers that were dormant for so long
in gradual, steady measures;
you dont see their persistence under all that decay
until finally they emerge
into the glory of light and realisation
as camouflage for a different being
altered at the core
from these seeds of dissenting thought
that you once sowed
in the depths of dispair
of every person you think you knew well.
when i say that
time is running out.
everyday, even unseeing,
i feel the impatience of
the minute changes that sprout
like the quiet unnoticed seeds of mustard trees
ideas, thoughts, beliefs that take root
deep within,
they push past the layers that were dormant for so long
in gradual, steady measures;
you dont see their persistence under all that decay
until finally they emerge
into the glory of light and realisation
as camouflage for a different being
altered at the core
from these seeds of dissenting thought
that you once sowed
in the depths of dispair
of every person you think you knew well.
, for the moment at 12:27:00 AM
Sunday, October 30, 2011
我想说。。。
只是，为时已晚吧。
, for the moment at 6:30:00 PM
watched that show in a place i've avoided for more than three years
in the same cinema
but it was taking that flight of steps down, and out that exit,
when the deja vu really hit me like a runaway train.
of course you don't recall,
when we watched Leap Years together
that Feb 29th night;
or when we watched Confessions together
and I ended up in tears
right outside those doors long after everyone else in the crowd has gone.
or how we walked to the Flyer
and found it too late for the last boarding;
taking the last bus home alone
when i refused to let you see my tears come down behind the driver's seat.
memories locked away in a place that used to hold so much
its scary how they all rushed back at that one moment
it almost overwhelmed me;
and this show, brought me back to how we used to have crazy school days.
I hope you're doing great in London
and I wish we still talked.
but really, what I wanted to say is,
I hope that one day we will be friends again.
:(
in the same cinema
but it was taking that flight of steps down, and out that exit,
when the deja vu really hit me like a runaway train.
of course you don't recall,
when we watched Leap Years together
that Feb 29th night;
or when we watched Confessions together
and I ended up in tears
right outside those doors long after everyone else in the crowd has gone.
or how we walked to the Flyer
and found it too late for the last boarding;
taking the last bus home alone
when i refused to let you see my tears come down behind the driver's seat.
memories locked away in a place that used to hold so much
its scary how they all rushed back at that one moment
it almost overwhelmed me;
and this show, brought me back to how we used to have crazy school days.
I hope you're doing great in London
and I wish we still talked.
but really, what I wanted to say is,
I hope that one day we will be friends again.
:(
, for the moment at 6:06:00 PM
Wednesday, October 05, 2011
give me a spade, we've got some burying to do.
work's great and i'm not complaining (i shouldn't because there's no reason to)
but,
i wish i am anywhere but here and now.
*
i hope things are progressing great for you,
and i hope you're happy.
work's great and i'm not complaining (i shouldn't because there's no reason to)
but,
i wish i am anywhere but here and now.
*
i hope things are progressing great for you,
and i hope you're happy.
, for the moment at 10:39:00 PM
Thursday, September 29, 2011
My dearest Val is on the plane now, headed half way around the world.
I am thankful, for modern day technology like never before, where i can still call her, sms her, just short of being physically present.
Still, I am sad.
For one who really treasures personal time with people, I know I ask the impossible of so many of my friends. And I dont know how comfortable/willing they are either, to meet up, to hang out, to just talk.
And i will miss doing all that with her.
Given a choice, all my conversations will be carried out face to face, especially the hardest ones.
Because I get all too used, to removing emotions from words in black and white, and detaching the links to the feelings of the party saying those words. Yes, it shields me too; you dont have to see me cry when your words hurt me, and I dont have to admit to being vulnerable.
But maybe, that's not what I want.
I miss that rawness that comes with personal interaction.
When i can smell whatever scent you wear that day, when i can see how much or how little sleep you've been getting from your tired eyes, when i can hear your voice break up in laughter or excitement, when i can understand better how you feel, from what your face and body language tells me.
And in return, I am willing to let you know me when i have nowhere to hide, and know my honesty beyond the impulses that send my emotions behind the cool, calm facade.
I am thankful, for modern day technology like never before, where i can still call her, sms her, just short of being physically present.
Still, I am sad.
For one who really treasures personal time with people, I know I ask the impossible of so many of my friends. And I dont know how comfortable/willing they are either, to meet up, to hang out, to just talk.
And i will miss doing all that with her.
Given a choice, all my conversations will be carried out face to face, especially the hardest ones.
Because I get all too used, to removing emotions from words in black and white, and detaching the links to the feelings of the party saying those words. Yes, it shields me too; you dont have to see me cry when your words hurt me, and I dont have to admit to being vulnerable.
But maybe, that's not what I want.
I miss that rawness that comes with personal interaction.
When i can smell whatever scent you wear that day, when i can see how much or how little sleep you've been getting from your tired eyes, when i can hear your voice break up in laughter or excitement, when i can understand better how you feel, from what your face and body language tells me.
And in return, I am willing to let you know me when i have nowhere to hide, and know my honesty beyond the impulses that send my emotions behind the cool, calm facade.
, for the moment at 12:22:00 AM
Saturday, August 06, 2011
I guess it's odd that home should present greater displacement than when i'm away.
Still, glad to be back, though i definitely miss Melbourne and Sydney!
It has been great getting away, from everything and everyone.
, for the moment at 10:43:00 PM
who you'd seek,
this, is me.
never quite enough
whatever i can get.
give voice,
you're a darling,
BPGCians
}Swing!
}Liong
}Mrs Tang
}Edna
}Roomie
}Winipooh
}Dz
}ivy
}Qiqi
}Chiazy
}Johnson
}Geokie
}yeehui
}sylvia
}yisi
}belicia
}laura
lishan
}kailing
ex-classmates :)
}Clara
}Shuuy
}xinhui
ccousin-love;
}Xuan
}zixin
}lexus
}xhui xiao mei
levin :]
yusi mei
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}Swing!
}Liong
}Mrs Tang
}Edna
}Roomie
}Winipooh
}Dz
}ivy
}Qiqi
}Chiazy
}Johnson
}Geokie
}yeehui
}sylvia
}yisi
}belicia
}laura
lishan
}kailing
ex-classmates :)
}Clara
}Shuuy
}xinhui
ccousin-love;
}Xuan
}zixin
}lexus
}xhui xiao mei
levin :]
yusi mei
+
let bygones be.