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...

It's Quiet

I have started out on my shift duties at the Changi towers. Working shifts make me feel very alone. It is like living in the world of my own and even as i am typing this all my friends are all slogging their hearts out at work while i am on my off. There is no one to play with me and that quietness is not something i can get use to yet. I miss my dosage of sunday soccer and the gathering of friends for drinks. These would break the awkward silence in my world and i can be comforted for a while. I am not depressed but i just feel alone in a busy world...

台北

清晨６：５３分

天开始亮了　心也静下来了

音乐放了“我真的受伤了”

我静静的想起你了

想起离别时的你声音怎么哽咽了

他们都说九年的感情一定冷淡了

但我怎么又再想念你了

想念在飞往台北前夕　每一分

他们都说没斗过嘴就没法了解自己

但我怎么都没有忘了

爱你曾经是那么的不容易

真的不容易所以让我十分珍惜

两个人的包容让爱情有了解　

也让此刻的想念变的强烈

我的心真的想念了

天开始亮了　

心也静下来了 音乐也低声了