Must be quite a loud title to the start of posting...
I am in a job
I am not totally in love with
Please don't call me
I want my days to laze
Please don't call me
Shades of shyness engulf me when "No, i cannot!" is all that I can say
When you call me I don't really like it
in fact i dislike it a lot
Please don't call me
I am not rich but i don't need that extra filth to fill my anguish
Please don't call me
Sitting my the roadside stall having my coffee and mee pok fills me better
than the extra filth set forth by the ringing of the till
Coz,
I am in a job
I am not really in love with
Please don't call me!!
Any one who can rap this or put some rythm in for me who be nice.
Saturday, July 14, 2007
Saturday, May 26, 2007
Let go. Let go?
Came across a book lately. A chinese book about "letting go". Letting go as in learning to see things in lighter moods and not be too hard on yourself. I like the way things were presented in the book, but i reckon it is going to be an easy task to "let go".
We did not grow up fighting hard for what we want and end up having to let go? Tough act to follow. We have pride we cannot swallow. We have love ones we cannot let go. We have friends to share your troubled soul. We want things (Cars, Condos, Credit cards, PSP, DS Lite, Plasma tv...). Many things in fact. We hang on to the pursuit of things, the pursuit of love.
Many events happened since the last time i blog. The last time happened to be my birthday. Many emotions were experienced in the 2 months that passed. I still cannot let go. Especially the passing of my grandma. The tinge of sadness lingers whenever the thought arises. The thought of her passing. I held her hands and they were cold. I tried to be strong but emotions poured. She will never carry me the way she did long time ago. I can never ride the bicycle and hold her tight as she cycles me to school. She can no longer bargain for a small t-shirt for me at toys-r-us. Warm tears roll as letters stutter. I am gald i finally have the courage to talk about it on my blog. Maybe it is a closure for me. Its has just been 49 days since her passing and all the rites have been done. "Let go"? Is it really possible? I tried hard but do not think so.
We did not grow up fighting hard for what we want and end up having to let go? Tough act to follow. We have pride we cannot swallow. We have love ones we cannot let go. We have friends to share your troubled soul. We want things (Cars, Condos, Credit cards, PSP, DS Lite, Plasma tv...). Many things in fact. We hang on to the pursuit of things, the pursuit of love.
Many events happened since the last time i blog. The last time happened to be my birthday. Many emotions were experienced in the 2 months that passed. I still cannot let go. Especially the passing of my grandma. The tinge of sadness lingers whenever the thought arises. The thought of her passing. I held her hands and they were cold. I tried to be strong but emotions poured. She will never carry me the way she did long time ago. I can never ride the bicycle and hold her tight as she cycles me to school. She can no longer bargain for a small t-shirt for me at toys-r-us. Warm tears roll as letters stutter. I am gald i finally have the courage to talk about it on my blog. Maybe it is a closure for me. Its has just been 49 days since her passing and all the rites have been done. "Let go"? Is it really possible? I tried hard but do not think so.
Tuesday, March 20, 2007
【今年的蛋糕】
【今年的蛋糕】
你说今年的礼物需要很多时间来准备。漫不经心的我重复一样的问题，想要知道。你的坚持有如魔法师的催眠，催眠我漫长的一无所知。
最近，有一些事情让我有了一点伤。眼泪没了已往的坚忍不拔，心也尝了柠檬酸。有你的体谅，迂回了伤心情。我的生日3月20日。我想你有很多的想法，让我可以尝尽甜甜的爱与温暖。我也感觉强烈。
我在家。一家人吃了晚餐，切了生日蛋糕。
我拿起了手机，传了讯息；I still at home... Eating my cake at 9... So will reach your place around 930? ;)
在你家门外徘徊，等你的出现。你的眼眶泛了泪光。
原来今年的礼物是蛋糕。
“傻女孩，你每天的温柔让我逐渐深陷。你不经意，小小的举动，我会开心数夜数天。 蛋糕的滋味吃是嘴里，甜是心里。就算不吃，也可成为 11 年来的经典。今年的蛋糕是我 28 年以来吃过，第一个有人为我而特别精心自制的。她的甜味，你的爱，我留在心中数夜数天 。”
你说今年的礼物需要很多时间来准备。漫不经心的我重复一样的问题，想要知道。你的坚持有如魔法师的催眠，催眠我漫长的一无所知。
最近，有一些事情让我有了一点伤。眼泪没了已往的坚忍不拔，心也尝了柠檬酸。有你的体谅，迂回了伤心情。我的生日3月20日。我想你有很多的想法，让我可以尝尽甜甜的爱与温暖。我也感觉强烈。
我在家。一家人吃了晚餐，切了生日蛋糕。
我拿起了手机，传了讯息；I still at home... Eating my cake at 9... So will reach your place around 930? ;)
在你家门外徘徊，等你的出现。你的眼眶泛了泪光。
原来今年的礼物是蛋糕。
“傻女孩，你每天的温柔让我逐渐深陷。你不经意，小小的举动，我会开心数夜数天。 蛋糕的滋味吃是嘴里，甜是心里。就算不吃，也可成为 11 年来的经典。今年的蛋糕是我 28 年以来吃过，第一个有人为我而特别精心自制的。她的甜味，你的爱，我留在心中数夜数天 。”
Wednesday, February 28, 2007
A Traveller's Tale
I have travelled to Nepal and Melbourne during the first 2 months of this year. These 2 places totally different in cultures and in sights. Experiences in these places also differ. I shall share with you guys the things that i have seen and felt during the trip. Do not worry, there will not be overwhelming outpouring of emotions but rather a practical narration of the experiences that i share with 2 different people.
Nepal:
Himalayan 
Swayambunath
Trekking
Home of the Himalayans ranges. The magnificence of the mountain still amazes me. Everest sits high and mighty amongst its brothers.
Lumbini is the birth place of the Buddha. The sacred land of which the religion of buddhism bored the first seed that brought salvations to many.
Trekking in Nepal brought new and fresh perspective to my travelling experience. Due to the wintry conditions, we were not able to fully appreciate the beauty of the picturesque himalayan mountains on our trek. On the plane back home, i came across a quote that goes something like this:
"... the best part of travelling lies in its unpredictability... the uncertainty of which you may not see what you came to seek... that's the beauty of nature and that of travelling... it leaves you wanting more, the lure of its beauty makes you hungrier..."
12 apostles, Great Ocean Road 
Philip Island, Penguin Parade 
Nepal:
Himalayan 
Swayambunath
TrekkingHome of the Himalayans ranges. The magnificence of the mountain still amazes me. Everest sits high and mighty amongst its brothers.
Lumbini is the birth place of the Buddha. The sacred land of which the religion of buddhism bored the first seed that brought salvations to many.
Trekking in Nepal brought new and fresh perspective to my travelling experience. Due to the wintry conditions, we were not able to fully appreciate the beauty of the picturesque himalayan mountains on our trek. On the plane back home, i came across a quote that goes something like this:
"... the best part of travelling lies in its unpredictability... the uncertainty of which you may not see what you came to seek... that's the beauty of nature and that of travelling... it leaves you wanting more, the lure of its beauty makes you hungrier..."
And of course with a good travel khaki,
Melbourne:
2 must do things in Melbourne. Visit Philip Island and travel the Great Ocean Road. Sights and beauty totally different from that of Nepal. Love that contrast between these 2 places. One of which is "mountain-ful" and the other rushed upon by laps of ocean surfs.
12 apostles, Great Ocean Road 
Philip Island, Penguin ParadeAnd of course with lots of love,
Sunday, December 10, 2006
公元前后
回到公元前灰白陈旧 古罗马
寒冬腊月 冬耕小农夫在浩叹
铜墙铁壁 在窗旁 婢女含泪 思君曲
雪霜离愁 临别一眼 已五个秋冬
公元1993 四季为秋 岛屿风情 你我是谁
孤傲文静 班上角落 嘴角微笑 什么滋味
播了相思子 虽怠慢萌芽 但没忘记了期待
十余秋 翻开回忆五斗柜
古罗马淡忘谁 千年路成全了谁
镜花水月 在芬芳 在皎洁 易闪开
枯花残月 虽有泪光 有遗憾
实实在在 慢不慌 爱不慌
寒冬腊月 冬耕小农夫在浩叹
铜墙铁壁 在窗旁 婢女含泪 思君曲
雪霜离愁 临别一眼 已五个秋冬
公元1993 四季为秋 岛屿风情 你我是谁
孤傲文静 班上角落 嘴角微笑 什么滋味
播了相思子 虽怠慢萌芽 但没忘记了期待
十余秋 翻开回忆五斗柜
古罗马淡忘谁 千年路成全了谁
镜花水月 在芬芳 在皎洁 易闪开
枯花残月 虽有泪光 有遗憾
实实在在 慢不慌 爱不慌