Eco-balance

I believe there exists four major types of relationship:

Mutualism: It does both justice. This is why it's most craved for in boy-girl relationship.

Parasitism: Just like you and I. We all are parasites, in the fact that we live at the expense of parents.

Commensalism: That's one greatest love story ever. Wow.

Last but not least, symbiosis? This is life. The reality.

Al dente

If you ever look up some recipes for spaghetti, you'll somehow come across the phrase al dente. It always goes like this: Cook until al dente. Well, there's a reason for it to appear in the context. And you got to be meticulous about the cooking time. Because if you don't, the pasta either get undercooked or overcooked. And Wikipedia says the pasta will then stick to your teeth when you chew it. That's bad. In terms of oral hygiene. Of course, most importantly, the satisfaction that you are craving for, will poof vanish right away at the moment when you take your first bite. It's all about timing, isn't it.

随手一则

在寂静的凌晨时分，
少了白天的喧哗，
闭上双眼，
细心聆听王菲的经典老歌，
是最适合不过，
只有在这种静得恐怖的时候，
才能仔细享受她完美的声线。
此刻，
写论文竟然可以是快乐的。
只有在这样的夜晚，
才听到内心深处的呼唤。
*微笑*
好令人期待的夜晚！
明晚，也会一样吗？

Gotcha

Gotcha reading my blog.

最佳损友

最佳损友- 陈奕迅
朋友　我当你一秒朋友
朋友　我当你一世朋友
奇怪　过去再不堪回首
怀缅　时时其实还有
朋友　你试过将我营救
朋友　你试过把我批斗
无法　再与你交心联手
毕竟　难得有过最佳损友
从前共你　促膝把酒 倾通宵都不够
我有痛快过　你有没有
很多东西今生只可给你 保守至到永久
别人如何明白透 实实在在　
踏入过我宇宙
即使相处到有个裂口
命运决定了　以后再没法聚头
但说过去　却那样厚
问我有没有　确实也没有
一直躲避的藉口　非什么大仇
为何旧知己　在最后 变不到老友
不知你是我敌友　已没法望透
被推着走　跟着生活流
来年陌生的 是昨日最亲的某某
生死之交当天不知罕有
到你变节了　至觉未够 多想一天　
彼此都不追究 相邀再次喝酒
待　葡萄成熟透 但是命运入面　
每个邂逅 一起走到了　某个路口
是敌与是友　各自也没有自由
位置变了　各有队友
早知解散后　各自有际遇作导游
奇就奇在　接受了　各自有路走
却没人像你　让我　眼泪背着流
严重似情侣　讲分手

An example of love

This is the day. I should have done this earlier and let it sit in the plane few days ago. But I didn't. I was too stressed working on my intro. Maybe this guilt overcast me. Maybe my head is aching too badly that I need a break from gluing my eyes to Microsoft Word. Maybe she deserves this. Oops. NOT maybe. She DOES deserve this. =)

Flip flip flip.

Tadah!

If you happened to buy a card from Clinton, you'd probably come across a similar card like this.

Bingo, I plagiarised.

That's why I'm praying hard they wouldn't come across my blog, and sue me. =D

I guess I've learnt to plagiarise. Many thanks to the 3000-words intro.

This post is dedicated to plagiarism. =O Wait a minute, scratch that.

To you, love. =)

Fix me

I am lost, I guess.
Lost in translation.
Utterly perplexed as well.
Needless to say much, seriously.
Cause I'm so sick of myself already.

The perfect antidote I've just discovered? The oldies.

P.S. Didn't get to know why you're so obsessed with this song. Now I know. The clue? Read between the lines. =)

Fix You - Coldplay
When you try your best but you don't succeed
When you get what you want but not what you need
When you feel so tired but you can't sleep
Stuck in reverse

And the tears come streaming down your face
When you lose something you can't replace
When you love someone but it goes to waste
Could it be worse?

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you

And high up above or down below
When you're too in love to let it go
But if you never try you'll never know
Just watch you're worth

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you

You've got me mesmerized

I didn't know I can watch this video on Youtube over and over again, without getting bored of it. I can't believe I even bookmarked it. And successfully made it a day-and-night routine. =S

It was a piano-duet by JayChou and Li Yundi, a world class pianist, during a music award ceremony some time ago.

Tadah! Proudly presents the Turkish March. =)

Nevermind the minor mistakes he made.

Nevermind how nervous he was.

Nevermind the lack of coordination at the beginning.

Nevermind how ugly the colour of his shirt is.

They were fab. And they are!=D

It was their confidence. The charm.

Aww. I miss my piano already.

It's a balanced homeostatic system.

Imagine that you have to stare at this particular page for hours.

And nothing goes in. Nor comes out.

Seeing you is a torture then.

给遥远的你

曾经有人问我今年的愿望，我毫不思索就答了：希望身边的人都健健康康，快快乐乐的。那是真的。第二个愿望呢，却自私些，希望自己能开心起来。你此刻心里一定觉得怎么许愿也这么俗气。我说啊人生短短几十年不过最重要的是活得快乐，有意义吗。可是啊，越常把它挂在嘴边，越是难办到。只能默默期盼蜡烛点着时，寂寞不被同时点亮。不知在地球另一方的你, 是否和我有着同样的想法?




这首“祝我生日快乐”献给遥远的你，愿你生日快乐。

Need vs Want

Need vs Want.

This is the reason why I strayed away from Microsoft Word lor.

That's why I hate shopping lor.
Especially with the four-letter taboo word displayed at the window.

And especially when the temptation dragged your feet into the shops in triumph.

With newly-dispensed cash.
And in a mood to act filthy rich.

With the company of persuasive ones.

Argh. Anyway, back to the question: Yes or no?

Snapped. It failed.

I shouldn't be writing this late at night. But yeah, another sleepless night. =S Am I turning nocturnal? Hmm. Perhaps. Considering the time sun sets here, like 430pm, hello? Day without sun is darn depressing. (So enjoy your sun over there! Don't complain!) Maybe this ever-gloomy environment is getting me so demotivated. I wish i could have this passion/motivation ignited at a snap of my fingers. No, I should wish for something better. Like, a well-written intro with a word count showing 3000 at the end of the taskbar, when I *click*. Anyway, I've reached my target today. There, *points at word count* word count: 888! (Nevermind those citations that account for most of the word count.) I decided to stop here. Hoping this auspicious number could bring me luck, or power to continue.

The moral of the story? People turn superstitious when they are in desperation.

Deprived

of endorphin-releasing junks.
of a break
From realisations.
From reality.
From this pile of workload that keeps building up.
From this hectic lifestyle.
From pretension.
From list of complaints.

Oh life, gimme a break, will you?

白日梦

白日梦，
是逃避残酷现实的消遣。
就是那一刻，
才能任由思绪自由地放荡
在那无拘无束的空间，
流浪于时光隧道。
为浮现的海市蜃楼，
亦或镜花水月，
雀跃万分，
即使是即将逝去的事实，
即使得到的只是刹那的释怀。
然而，
都暗自期盼它一一成真。
哪怕那只是自我安慰。

Points to ponder

Read this some time ago in Daphne Iking's blog. I find it so meaningful that I can't help but copy it down. Spend some time to digest it, pals!

I Believe...

That just because two people argue,
It doesn't mean they don't love each other. And just because they don't argue, it doesn't mean they do love each other.

That we don't have to change friends if we understand that friends change.

That no matter how good a friend is, they're going to hurt you every once in a while and you must forgive them for that.

That true friendship continues to grow, even over the longest distance. Same goes for true love.

That you can do something in an instant that will give you heartache for life.

That it's taking me a long time to become the person I want to be.

That you should always leave loved ones with loving words. It may be the last time you see them.

That you can keep going long after you think you can't.

That we are responsible for what we do, no matter how we feel.

That either you control your attitude or it controls you.

That heroes are the people who do what has to be done when it needs to be done, regardless of the consequences.

That money is a lousy way of keeping score.

That my best friend and I, can do anything, or nothing and have the best time.

That sometimes the people you expect to kick you when you're down, will be the ones to help you get back up.

That sometimes when I'm angry I have the right to be angry, but that doesn't give me the right to be cruel.

That maturity has more to do with what types of experiences you've had and what you've learned from them and less to do with how many birthdays you've celebrated.

That it isn't always enough, to be forgiven by others.
Sometimes, you have to learn to forgive yourself.

That no matter how bad your heart is broken the world doesn't stop for your grief.

That our background and circumstances may have influenced who we are, but, we are responsible for who we become.

That you shouldn't be so eager to find out a secret. It could change your life forever.

That two people can look at the exact same thing and see something totally different.

That your life can be changed in a matter of hours by people who don't even know you.

That even when you think you have no more to give, when a friend cries out to you - you will find the strength to help.

That credentials on the wall do not make you a decent human being.

That the people you care about most in life are taken from you too soon.


I believe that...

'The happiest of people don't necessarily have the best of everything; they just make the most of everything.

P.S. Hope you'll feel the same way as I do. Hugs.

Excuse moi

I lost my train of thoughts at the very moment when I pressed the "New Post" button. Damn. Things always appear paradoxical. Well, at least now I know. At least now I realised how chaotic the community is, regardless of how peaceful it appears to be. Just as sardonic as Wisteria Lane, I thought. "All the world's a stage, and all the men and women merely players. They have their exits and their entrances; And one man in his time plays many parts...". Mr. Shakespear does get it right sometimes, did he not. *Grin*

Well, at least I know. Hardwork don't usually get paid off. No matter how hard I've tried. You might think that I didn't. I know, I know I'm being too sentimental lately. Though I tried hard not to be one. 'Cause I know this makes my blog much less appealing than the ones with juicier gossips. I know, I know. But I just can't help it.

I know, i know this post is putting you to sleep. I know, cause I'm bored by my boring style of writing too. But bear with me, will you? 'Cause now I'll let you know that I'm dragging my post this far to hide away from the reality. 'Cause I'm capable of finding thousands of excuses not to start reading those irksome journals. Now you know, now you know...

Daily ritual

Was blog-hopping and came across this:

Obsession-compulsive disorder, or rather, characterised by 6R's:

Recurrent intrusive thoughts

Repetitive distressing thoughts

Recognized as own thoughts

Recognized as silly thoughts

Resisted by failed
Restricted one's daily activities

Compulsions are acts done to neutralize the obsessions, reduce anxiety & distress. For example, Obsessions of Contamination, hence compulsion by frequent handwashing.

Hmm. I suppose this is the reason why I have been indulging in nostalgia.

I'm gay

I'm happy that I bought a cowl neck jumper.

I'm happy that I also bought a cream-coloured scarf.

I'm happy that I'm happy.

I'm delighted because of the spontaneity.

I'm delighted because I found the long-lost confidence.

I'm delighted because I no longer care what the fcuk do you think of me.

I'm elated 'cause baby left me a hilarious video.

I'm elated as I unveil your past.

I'm elated eventhough I have only written three friggin' sentences in my intro.

I'm ecstatic about tomorrow's TGIF session.

I'm ecstatic 'cause it feels like Saturday today.

I'm ecstatic out of nothing.

I'm lovin' the way I spend my money.

I guess it's the aftertaste of retail therapy.

The Voice Within

Nobody wants to be lonely,
Just like me in the past,
Who had been well greeted by your warmth of welcome.

The day you turned your back on me,
And walked away from where I stood,
Till I barely see your figure,
Tears been streaming down.
Darkness sets in silently,
Sorrow seeps in,
As if it were the doom.

The warmth that I never see in your eyes anymore,
Acts that break my heart,
Words that bring me down,
Played in my head like a mantra.

Negative thoughts multiply rapidly,
Fail to keep my head cool,
For sorrow saps one's strength,
I longed for a companion,
but nobody came to rescue,
And it dawned on me that
the world wouldn't stop for my grief.

Since then,
I chose to walk alone,
despite the fact that I,
still live in the shadow of your memories.