流浪思念

这是看了一对相爱的恋人，被别人所定下的规则，而分隔两地的爱。他们深爱着对方也对彼此给予的爱深信不疑，虽然两年里面见不到三次。小两口仍旧相信，相信有一天，必定有一天，思念不会流浪，拥抱不会是没温度的寂寞冬天。

我被他们的故事感动了，以下的字句就来叙述这一种感觉。

爱越国而来，两人能表白
越国的候鸟，让土鸡明白了爱
花儿芬芳，鱼儿也自在
相似戏水的鸳鸯，两人能愉快

四季坚持信念，
候鸟不可能在土鸡的世界存活下来
飞走了爱…

寒冷的冬天，
花儿害羞了起来，鱼儿也失了怀
土鸡任寒风吹袭，却怎么也飞不起来
含泪往着天边，仍就相信给予的爱还存在
冬洁了泪眼，一旧相信给予的爱
永远都在，不会停下来

候鸟也不曾舍弃这份注定的爱…
流浪思念 永恒的爱

New Year

The year of 2005 closes not with not a loud bang but the sum of many small 'popping' sounds of poppers, whistle, balloons bursting and foam spraying. I ended my 2005 feeling excited, consious and with a purpose but entered the new year (2006) in a daze, without directions and sleepy from the vokha that flows plentiful in the tiny constricted blood vessels of mine. I begin to suspect that the coming days ahead may not be smooth sailing. Alas! Who cares anyway!! Partying is the way to go man!
The past year has been eventful. Much has happen. If i allow myself to walk down the year 2006 with recollections of what i did the year before, i am afraid i may missed out some very important events. I gave myself time to think of the events that happen.

1) FYP and FYP presentations
2) Interviews with CAAS
3) Graduation Ceremony
4) Part time as a videographer
5) On Training Course
6) Attachments to Changi Towers

Each event above invoked many feelings, anguish, anxiety, relief, uncertainty, anger, frustrations... I like the feeling of being involved in things, taking a part in something and basking in the moments (whatever moments they may be). I am happy 2005 have been such a great year. In fact i may never have a bad year, i guess... I am lucky to be able to see things always in its lighter moods. Falling into the realm of pessimism constipates my positivity. I do, however, fall in sometimes. This constipation really doesn't last long for i have no wish to or rather, no time, in this short life span of mine to dwell myself in the negativity and the things that make myself a less happy person. I thank god for that... And when i say god, i mean of "it" in a broader sense. My god is nature, my god is the way of life, my god is law of righteousness (of course whatever is right is debatable), my god is whatever keeps everyone happy that keep me happy, my god is also whatever keeps me happy and others happy, my god is too much for the small finite space of cyber space can hold... For my god is your god, as much as yours is mine. And if you intend to keep yours then this selfish you should not be entitled to any happiness. But then again, the world is not fair. So if you wanna keep yours then do whatever fits you...

This posting seems unfocused; This reflects my life... To be unfocus so as to be least affected by...

Soccer write up gone!!

Wrote a piece before this on the sad state of the local Tiger cup champions and how they were tame by the region's soccer teams. But the computer crash and all the write up goes to waste... si bei no mood to write about any things. No special updates on my schedule since the last post and won't have anything special to share but i try come up with some things soon. Haiz... til my computer don't hang... Bye

November Love

It rains again this morning. It has been like this for the past few mornings. I looked out of my room to the busy street across the road, leaves were all over the pavements. The puddles of water on the grass patches beside those pavements shivering with ripples had the dizzles raining upon them. The cars in the car park are few and far between, the only silver one park just below had a red car plate on it. It does not go out till it is weekends or after 7pm. Why do i feel the same as "IT"? Today is a week day, yet another day when i can wonder my life away when others rush busily to work. How lucky i feel... Hey i do have to work today, but it is going to be at 2pm. I started to have the feelings i developed during the days of National Service. The unwanting feeling to move to take the hour long travel, maybe for all jobs that i may have to undertake would made me feel this way but i dont like these feelings. They suffocate me. The desire to succeed is strong but the ability may be lacking. I ask myself questions everyday. These are really tough questions i have no solutions, no answers to. When i cannot find the answers i desire, i dream. I dream about travelling, playing music, doing things that will take me off these thirsty questions wanting a solution. Life shouldn't be difficult. Things should be kept simple and easy. We all complicate our lifes. Complicate it with the desires that drive us, complicate it with the way we would be perceive by others, complicate it with failure, complicate with the music that drive us nuts every night we go to "rest". We no longer rest well enough when you are lying on the bed ridden with the needles of problems the would faced you right smack in the eyes when you open the very eyes you closed to "rest".

Things should be simpler. Things should be easier. I no longer desire the money that comes along with complications. Subtle things hurts us most since we never know how it will hurt us and to guard against them are futile efforts for we do not even know what they are. Lay your hearts out and do what is possible and able to yourself. Failure is always an option. Its another way out, out of the complications causing us much distress. You win the many sweet dreams that comes along after dusk. Failure is a lack at the ability to do something, not all things, so take heart at this. Know what you do best and the mist of complications clear the air around.

Specimen A

Its about time i start writing something here before any faithful followers of my blog become bore at the less than frequent postings. How about me writing a story so that you guys can come and read once a while and gets updated about the life of the characters in the story? This would be a rather nice thought, isn't it? Hmm... Come to think of it, there are a few rather interesting things i would like to share before i start on something this ambitious (writing a book that is) .

My life is full of interesting characters. If these characters are not at all exciting, then would be the friends of these characters that never fails to draw in some laughters. Lets start with specimen A.

Specimen A:
A is a nerdy someone since secondary school days. I feel that A is rather girly because of the way A wears P.E shorts so high up showing off the perfectly aligned, hairless, slender legs. If A is to wear what A wore today and parade Delta swimming complex, many "friends" will want to jump readily onto A's ass. For the past few years coming till today, A got closer to us. Maybe its because of the dramatic changes that occured to A during those times that brought us closer together. We saw him weep, gotten upset over lost love and got stunned. Freaked out man! Never had such experience talking to guys over such mushy stuffs. We just pat A's back and continued drinking. How sensitive we were! Things started growing from then and drinking sessions got from some to more and to a lot then PUKE!! During these times, A went to the gym to beef himself up and we all followed. Perservance for us took a back seat while that for A accelerated. Not for a good thing though because A's soccer skills took a Ruud's diving and clumsy became a descriptive word for him. A is still stuggling today to find back his touch for the golden game but we all doubt if he ever will... and even if he does, maybe we won't be playing anymore... ;)

So much for A's story...we talk about the other weirdoes next time...