Thursday, December 30, 2004

That night

That night

一个很黑的晚上 我们背靠着背讲话 你问 未来会是什么样 朝九晚五的生活 不敢去想 不敢想

一个很黑的晚上 我们背靠着背想 你问 未来会是什么样 我说 只要和你在一起 就算天天只吃玉米 我也甘之如饴

想要买一艘船 住在海上 日子简简单单 什么都不用想 不要管谁的眼光 说你的领带没变化

想要买一艘船 当一个家 用我的用你的梦想漆成墙 不要里谁的嘴巴 说我的裙子太花


Wednesday, December 29, 2004

爱到底


爱到底

我曾怀疑 你在不在我的怀里 为何幸福 你会哭泣
不忍相爱 结果是你失去自己 曾有一度 让你离去
风风雨雨 爱又让我们在一起 我知道你 受了委屈
不能否认 你我原本太多不同 就像日夜擦身而过
用一生去寻刹那的梦

我已决心爱到底 决心不回去 就算一步 就踏进地狱
今生我决不负你 不负你一句 就算你会离去 我 我爱你

叶子


叶子

叶子 是不会飞翔的翅膀
翅膀 是落在天上的叶子
天堂 原来应该不是妄想
只是我早已经遗忘 当初怎么开始飞翔

孤单 是一个人的狂欢
狂欢 是一群人的孤单
爱情 原来的开始是陪伴
但我也渐渐地遗忘 当时是怎样有人陪伴

我一个人吃饭 旅行 到处走走停停
也一个人看书 写信 自己对话谈心
只是心又飘到了哪里 就连自己看也看不清 我想我不仅仅是失去你

叶子 是不会飞翔的翅膀
翅膀 是落在天上的叶子

Thursday, December 16, 2004

蝴 蝶

蝴 蝶 - Monarch

Was at work listening to some mp3 list. Came across 蔡 淳 佳's new song 蝴 蝶.
It is really beautiful... Made me dreamy again and have the sudden urge to copy its lyrics. Wat's cute is that it reminds me of Monarch (Hehehehe)

Many people come and go in our live. Some leave traces while others make an impact.
Just this morning while cabbing to work, I was talking to the driver as if we are old friends.
Barely knowing me, he gave a rather accurate analysis of my character. Quite scary actually to have a stranger knowing so much about me. Kinda tot he cud be a fortune teller instead.

Well, this is fate I guess. To have met a new friend so suddenly and learning from his experience. Its really amazing how people just open up to you and how interesting each individual's story could be.

Dunno when I will get to see that uncle again. Maybe even never? But I'm thankful that he did became my friend at one stage of my life. What a great feeling actually even though it was a short journey with him. Hehehee I wish him all the best and happy alwayz!


蝴 蝶

你 相 蝴 蝶 飞 离 我 的 世 界. 我 看 不 见 你 美 丽 的 脸.
眼 泪 流 成 河 你 还 是 学 不 会, 梦 会 飞.
你 相 蝴 蝶 再 回 我 的 世 界. 让 我 学 会 感 动 和 感 谢.
我 不 停 唱 你 还 是 听 不 见, 我 想 说 的 话.
你 再 也 不 能 笑 着 回 答.

你 现 在 的 另 一 个 家, 有 没 有 会 唱 歌 的 月 光.
是 不 是 下 雪 会 出 太 阳, 会 不 会 你 还 是 想 家.
我 在 这 里, 还 配 着 你 呼 吸.
我 看 着 你, 一 未 只 是 去 珍 惜.


Friday, December 10, 2004

Falling in Love....



Falling in Love....


When you think of your past love, you may view it as a failure. But when you find a new love, you view the past as a teacher. In the game of love, it doesn't really matter who won or who lost. What is important is you know when to hold on and when to let go! You know you really love someone when you want him or her to be happy, even if their happiness means that you're not part of it. Everything happens for the best.If the person you love doesn't love you back, don't be afraid to love someone else again, for you'll never know unless you give it a try. You'll never love a person you love unless you risk for love. Love strives in hurting. If you don't get hurt, you don't learn how to love. Love doesn't hurt all the time.

Though the hurting is still there to test you, to help you grow. Don't find love, let love find you. That's why it's called falling in love because you don't force yourself to fall. You just Fall. You cannot finish a book without closing its chapters. If you want to go on, then you have to leave the past as you turn the pages.Love is not destroyed by a single failure or won by a single caress. It is a lifetime venture in which we are always learning, discovering and growing. The greatest irony of love is letting go when you need to hold on and holding on when you need to let go. We lose someone we love only when we are destined to find someone else who can love us even more than we can love ourselves. On falling out of love, take some time to heal and then get back on the horse. But don't ever make the same mistake of riding the same one that threw you the first time.

To love is to risk rejection; to live is to risk dying, to hope is to risk failure. But risk must be taken because the greatest hazard in life is risking nothing! To reach for another is to risk involvement, to expose your feelings is to expose true self; to love is to risk not to be loved in return. How to define love: fall but do not stumble, be constant but not too persistent, share and never be unfair, understand and try not to demand, hurt but never keep the pain.Love is like a knife. It can stab the heart or it can carve wonderful images into the soul that always last for a lifetime.

Love is supposed to be the most wonderful feeling. It should inspire you and give you joy and strength.But sometimes the things that give you joy can also hurt you in the end. Loving people means giving them the freedom that they choose to be and where they choose to be. For all the heartaches and the tears, for gloomy days and fruitless years, you should give thanks, for you know, that there were the things that helped you grow.Loving someone means giving him the freedom to find his way, whether it leads towards you or away from you.

Love is a painful risk to take but the risk must be taken no matter how scary or painful, for only then you'll experience the fullness of humanity and that is love. Only love can hurt your heart, fill you with desire and tear you apart. Only love can make you cry and only love knows why. If you're not ready to cry, if you're not ready to take the risk, if you're not ready to feel the pain, then you're not ready to fall in love.There was a time in our lives when we became afraid to fall in love because every time we do, we get hurt, then I figured that's why it's called falling in love.

Story to share


Story to share

The 26 year old mother stared down at her son who was dying of terminal leukemia. Although her heart was filled with sadness, she also had a strong feeling of determination. Like any parent she wanted her son to grow up and fulfill all his dreams. Now, that was no longer possible.

The leukemia would see to that.

But she still wanted her son's dreams to come true. She took her son's hand and asked, "Billy, did you ever think about what you wanted to be once you grew up?" "Did you ever dream and wish what you would do with your life?" "Mommy, I always wanted to be a fireman when I grew up." Mom smiled back and said, "Let's see if we can make your wish come true."

Later that day she went to her local fire department in Phoenix Arizona, where she met Fireman Bob, who had a heart as big as Phoenix. She explained her sons final wish and asked if it might be possible to give her six year old son a ride around the block on a fire engine. Fireman Bob said "Look, we can do better than that." "If you'll have your son ready at seven o'clock Wednesday morning., we'll make him an honorary fireman for the whole day" He can come down to the station, eat with us, go out on all the fire calls, the whole nine yards." "And if you'll give us his sizes, we'll get a real fire uniform for him, with a real fire hat....not a toy one....with the Phoenix Fire Department on it, a yellow slicker like we wear and rubber boots." They're all manufactured here in Phoenix, so we can get them fast."

Three days later Fireman Bob picked up Billy, dressed him in his fire uniform and escorted him from his hospital bed to the waiting hook ands ladder truck. Billy got to sit on the back of the truck and help steer it back to the fire station.

He was in heaven.

There were three fire calls in Phoenix that day and Billy got to go out on all three calls. He rode in the different fire engines, the paramedic's Vancouver, and even the fire chief's car. He was also videotaped for the local news program.

Having his dream come true, with all the love and attention that was lavished upon him, so deeply touched Billy that he lived three months longer than any doctor thought possible.

One night all of his vital signs began to drop dramatically and the head nurse, who believed in the hospice concept that no one should die alone, began to call the family members to the hospital.

Then she remembered the day Billy had spent as a fireman, so she called the Fire Chief and asked if it would be possible to send a fireman in uniform to the hospital to be with Billy as he made his transition.

The chief replied, "We can do better than that. We'll be there in five minutes." Will you please do me a favor? When you hear the sirens screaming and see the lights flashing, will you announce over the PA system that there is not a fire? It's just the fire department coming to see one of its finest members one more time. And will you open the window to his room?

About five minutes later a hook and ladder truck arrived at the hospital, extended its ladder up to Billy's third floor open window and 16 firefighters climbed up the ladder into Billy's room.

With his mothers permission, they hugged him and held him and told him how much they loved him.

With his dying breath, Billy looked up at the fire chief and said "Chief, am I really a fireman now?"

"Billy, you are." the chief said.
With those words, Billy smiled and closed his eyes one last time.

给 一 个 曾 在 我 生 命 留 下 痕 迹 的 女 孩








给 一 个 曾 在 我 生 命 留 下 痕 迹 的 女 孩








仅 19 岁, 从 此 摆 脱 了 凡 尘 俗 世.
12 月 7 号 的 那 个 下 午, 天 空 是 灰 色 的, 细 雨 轻 轻 落 下.
她 曾 勇 敢 的 对 抗 癌 症, 微 笑 的 走 过 这 坎 坷 路.
走 得 很 艰 辛, 她 累 了 吧.
终 于 放 下 了 重 担, 走 得 很 平 静. 留 下 永 恒 的 回 忆 和 无 限 的 悲 哀.

不 曾 和 她 真 正 的 交 谈 过. 仍 然 对 她 的 勇 敢 而 钦 佩.
她 让 我 深 深 了 解 生 命 的 短 暂, 渺 小 和 脆 弱 .
有 时 会 觉 得 上 苍 不 公 平. 小 小 的 身 躯, 尽 然 得 承 受 病 魔.
或 许 对 她 来 说, 这 么 一 走 是 一 种 解 脱 吧.

走 得 潇 潇 洒 洒, 不 意 味 一 切 的 结 束. 反 而 是 在 世 人 的 悲 痛 开 始.
尽 管 心 在 流 血, 面 上 任 故 装 坚 强.
局 外 的 我 不 能 把 悲 伤 带 走, 只 能 默 默 的 希 望 哀 悼 的 亲 人 能 够 尽 快 把 快 乐 找 回.

我 意 识 到 人 要 活 得 灿 烂 和 精 彩. 至 少 不 会 白 活 一 场 而 留 下 终 生 的 遗 憾.


Thursday, December 09, 2004

白月光



白月光


白 月 光, 心 里 某 个 地 方. 那 么 亮, 却 那 么 冰 凉.
每 个 人, 都 有 一 段 悲 伤. 想 隐 藏, 却 欲 盖 彰.
白 月 光, 照 天 涯 的 两 端. 在 心 上, 却 不 在 身 膀.
擦 不 干, 你 当 时 的 泪 光. 路 太 长, 追 不 回 原 谅.

你 是 我 不 能 言 说 的 伤. 想 遗 忘 又 忍 不 主 回 想.
想 流 亡, 一 路 跌 跌 撞 撞. 你 的 捆 绑, 无 法 释 放.

白 月 光, 照 天 涯 的 两 端. 越 圆 满, 越 觉 得 孤 单.
擦 不 干, 回 忆 里 的 泪 光. 路 太 长, 怎 么 补 偿.

Friday, December 03, 2004

The long road home

The long road home


Decided to walk home from yishun station. Not a long journey really, just a 5 mins walk normally. I took 10.
Didnt know why I chose to re-route from my normal bus route, somehow I just felt like walking....

The way home was a long straight path flanked by trees. The air was humid and cars rushed past, lifting up swirls of dust in my face. I felt surprising calm and ignorant of the dusty air. I was alone, lost in my own world...

I enjoyed the slow walk. There were no obstacles in my way, just that straight road ahead... I walked slowly but steadily, only to stop at a traffic junction. Didnt know how long I stood there, but the red man seemed to stay there for ages, when the green man finally took over.
I was halfway home when I passed by the big field. I looked up at the canopy above me hoping that it'll rain leaves on me. There was not even a trickle to be seen. Without a trace of dissapointment, I continued my walk.

A big tree stood in the middle of the field. I seem to be like it, away from the crowd and alone. I somehow enjoyed this loneliness.
My mind was a blank. I felt peace and contentment.

It was until I crossed the second junction near to my neighbourhood that I started to retract from my isolation state and snapped back into reality. Started to feel the ache in my feet (I was wearing my new slippers) and back (Hahahaa I didnt exercise for a long while already). I was happy and light-hearted nevertheless.

I smiled at familiar faces as I went on, till my feet took me to my door step. The smell of home was ever so welcoming..

I shud take more walks home next time. That long road to home is beaconing me to set foot on it again. Wish to re-visit my world again.. =) Hm.. Wonder how I would feel to walk down that path on a rainy day? Perhaps I better prepare an umbrella for my next journey. =P

Wednesday, November 24, 2004

时间遗忘的历时


时间遗忘的历时

落幕前的欢哥笑语,谁都会为你着迷。
落幕后的凌乱心情,谁会来替你收拾。
落幕前的喝彩掌声,转眼前即成永恒。
落幕后的惆怅不及,又有谁会去注意。

Thursday, November 18, 2004

请你相信我


请你相信我

时空换了,光音飞走,时间都变了。
请你相信我, 爱你是真的。
风起云涌,潮来潮落,人海中的我。
只要世界还有你,回意不会贫穷,请你相信我。

Friday, November 05, 2004

从开始到现在


从开始到现在

如果这是最好的结局,为何我还忘不了你。
时间改变了我们,告别了单纯。
如果重缝也无法继续,失去才算是永恒。
逞罚我的认真,是我太过天真。

难到我就这样过我的一生,我的吻,注定吻不到最爱的人。
为你等,从一开始等到现在,也同样落得不可能。
难到爱情可以转交给别人,但命运,注定留不住我爱的人。
我不能我这么过我的一生,你是我不该爱的人。

拿什么做证,从未想过爱一个人,需要那么残忍,才证明爱得深。

难到我就这样过我的一生,我的吻,注定吻不到最爱的人。
为你等,从一开始等到现在,也同样落得不可能。
难到爱情可以转交给别人,但命运,注定留不住我爱的人。
我不能我这么过我的一生,你是爱错了的人。

Thursday, August 19, 2004

How impactful a single Hi could be ...

How impactful a single Hi could be ...

Just received a sms message from a friend.

Looking at the sms ID display, my heart gave a leap.
It was from a very very good friend, someone whom I thot I had lost contact with.
I assume that he must be real busy at work. Haven heard from him for a long long time...

The msg was simply a "Hi", but the full message and warmth that it brought alongside was comforting.
This simple Hi tells me that he is living fine and all is well with him.
This simple Hi tells me that he remembers me.
This simple Hi is also inviting me to update him on my progress.
Most of all, this simple Hi has really made my day! =)




Monday, July 26, 2004


Innocence Posted by Hello

My sleeping quaters Posted by Hello

Cambodia..! Here we come!


My Adventure Begins....

During the Jun holiday period, I left for Cambodia for almost a month. I was there to do some voluntary work at a little village called Prey Klar.

Day 1: 15/06/2004

Eveything started off smoothly. Though there were glitches here and there, everyone's mood were rather high and filled with anticipation at Changi Airport. The flight to Phnom Penh (Capital of Cambodia) took only 2 hours.

At Phnom Penh International Airport, everything was a hustle. The custom queues were short but the wait so damn long. Everything seem to just slow down significantly. By then, I couldnt wait to go to the hotel!
Asia Hotel was our destination for the night. After going through the gates, we expected a big bus to be shuttling us to the hotel. Was a little surprise to see 3 small tiny vans waiting. Had a hard time trying to get everyone's backpack into a single van. We had so much luggage. So much that the van was over packed and some of the cargos had to be placed on top of the van. Was quite a funny sight actually.
When we finally arrived at the hotel, it was way pass our schedule. One good thing was the hotel wasnt as bad as expected as there was at least hot water. Phew!
Slept with Elizabeth and Regina that night.
Toul Sleng Museum

Lei, Me and Fang
Posted by Hello

This is a shot of me, Qinglei and Huifang just outside Toul Sleng museum, Cambodia's most famous museum.
Quite a sad place actually. We see pictures of people being tortured and the terrible conditions they were subjected to, cant help but feel sad and heavy.


Torture room Posted by Hello



Wednesday, July 21, 2004


Angel wings Posted by Hello

I am but a jobless soul...

Hahaha my title looks alittle disillusioned, but hell no..! I'm kinda enjoying life now that I'm free and able to slack around.

Well, I did try to put in some effort in looking for a job but guess the sense of urgency is still not there. Was hoping wolf would give me an answer today on whether the job offer can be finalised.

Great his door was shut, an indication that he's away. Well 劉貝(liu2 bei4) had to knock on zhui1 ge3 liang4's door 3 times. I hope I dun have to 步 his 後塵 (bu4 hou4 chen2) hahahaha.

Well went to san ba with meehae instead. Talked mostly on my Cambodia trip and her new collection of jeans.

Wanted to find Sourav to chit chat, but the poor man was so busy to meet his cute student. hahaha Will try to catch him the next time I fly down to NTU.

I ended up in Sub Dean's office after seeing his clock face on the door indicating that he's in. It reminds me of Harry Potter's Ron's family clock.
He was entertaining someone else when I entered. Had to excused myself and station outside.

It wasnt a long wait till i get to see him. He was very fast in knowing my motive there. hahaha He said "無事不登三寶殿 (wu2 shi4 bu4 deng1 san1 bao3 dian4), na" and passed me the vcd of NTU's 20th anniversary concert. Hehehe so smart! Well, I stayed in his office for a while and san ba. Told me to address him by KC, (something that we called him by when we were working on the 20th anniversary concert). I did went into a little dilema that time cos I dunno whether to address him Prof Yow or KC. hahaha Now that he said it himself, I'm not going to 客氣 (ke4 qi4).

I told him if I 無事 also 登三寶殿 then he'll get headache cos I'll be looking for him to chat everytime till he gets sick of me. hahaha

Poor sub dean... He has to face pple's complaints as well as pple kneeling outside his door. That poor guy who knelt flung too many subjects and was fated to be footed out of SCE came to find KC for help. Guess KC was also in a dilema man...! lolz


Saturday, June 05, 2004

The day I got my Hons....

This day finally came. I awoke with anticipation early in the morn. Despite my fitful sleep last nite, I'm fully sane and excited about the upcoming results. Without even washing up, I headed for the pc expecting the results to be posted. Nah! I was disappointed. Its still in hiding.....

I wonder wat's wrong since our results normally come out a day in advance. I was already disappointed the whole of yesterday. ahahahaha

Well, the results finally showed itself in the later half of the day after much speculations and msn msging.
Was alittle surprised by my final year project result. I've actually got an A??? Wow how unexpected and surprising.
And the fact that I've got second uppers hons. Wee... Life cannot be any better!

I've expected myself to get second lower so this was a pleasant surprise for me. My 4th year results were quite good. No Cs or Ds, just As and Bs. I've done well for my law paper and my software testing module. They were more or less expected. Got Bs for Imaging and Mobile communications. Interesting subs but i failed to score on them. Guess that's the dilema in wanting to score well or studying something you are interested in for many of us.

Anyway, I'm glad to have done well and this calls for a celebration of cuz! Tata

Wednesday, April 21, 2004

Love~~

The Mysterious thing called "LOVE"....
If you find yourself in love with someone who does not love you, be gentle with yourself.There is nothing wrong with you. Love just didn't choose to rest in the other person's heart.

If you find someone else in love with you and you don't love him/her, feel honored that love came and called at your door, but gently refuse the gift you cannot return.Do not take advantage,do not cause pain.

How you deal with love is how you deal with you, and all our hearts feel the same pains and joys,even if our lives and ways are different.

If you fall in love with another, and he/she falls in love with you, and then love chooses to leave,do not try to reclaim it or to assess blame, let it go.There is a reason and there is a meaning.You will know in time.

Remember that you don't choose love. Love chooses you. All you can really do is accept it for all its mystery when it comes into your life. Feel the way it fills you to overflowing, then reach out and give it away.

Give it back to the person who brought it alive in you.Give it to others who deem it poor in spirit. Give it to the world around you in anyway you can.There is where many lovers go wrong. Having been so long without love, they understand love only as a need. They see their hearts as empty places that will be filled by love, and they begin to look at love as something that flows to them rather than from them.

The first blush of new love is filled to overflowing, but as their love cools, they revert to seeing their love as need. They cease to be someone who generates love and instead become someonewho seeks love.

They forget that the secret of love is that it is a gift, and that it can be made to grow only by giving it away.
Remember this, and keep it to your heart. Love has its own time, its own seasons, and its own reason for coming and going. You cannot bribe it or coerce it, or reason it into staying.You can only embrace it when it arrives and give it away when it comes to you.But if it chooses to leave from your heart or from the heart of your lover, there is nothing you can do and there is nothing you should do.

Love always has been and always will be a mystery.Be glad that it came to live for a moment in your life.

Saturday, April 03, 2004

I am an Artisan - Adverturer~~!

Went to check out this website that helps individuals look for an ideal home. Well my results are:

You are an Artisan-Adventurer

Famous Artisan-Adventurers: Elvis Presley, Madonna, Ernest Hemingway, Clint Eastwood, Winston Churchill,

You are spontaneous, and a genius at thinking on your feet. You are daring and confident of yourself; and happiest when expressing yourself in some form of artistic or athletic endeavour.

You are extremely “in touch” with the physical world.

The design style which suits you best is the Contemporary look. You are knowledgeable about culture and do not like to be led by any one particular trend.

Therefore, you are comfortable in a home with other influences, like Mediterranean, or Classical.Your look is modern, yet not stark or cold. You enjoy seeing clean lines in furniture but do not mind a mix of styles in accessories or furnishings.

The part of the analysis about me being the happiest when expressing myself in some form of artistic endeavour is so true!! It reminded me of how accomplished I felt after every performance I engaged in last time. The applause from the audience made every effort put in worthwhile. Especially when I danced with my friends last time on stage, I can get lost in my own world. I'm quite a natural stage fright kinda person, but when it comes to dance, I'm usually comfortable during every performance.

Erm.. Talking about dance, I'm getting a bit out of form lately. Hopefully after graduation, I'll have time to continue my dance lessons at the Singapore Dance Theatre! =P

Saturday, March 13, 2004

** Am I a FRog ??

A group of frogs were traveling through the woods and two of them fell into a deep pit. All the other frogs gathered around the pit. When they saw how deep the pit was, they told the two frogs that they were as good as dead. The two frogs ignored the comments and tried to jump up out of the pit with all of their might. The other frogs kept telling them to stop, that they were as good as dead. Finally, one of the frogs took heed to what the other frogs were saying and gave up. He fell down and died.The other frog continued to jump as hard as he could. Once again, the crowd of frogs yelled at him to stop the pain and just die. He jumped even harder and finally made it out.When he got out, the other frogs said, "Did you not hear us?" The frog explained to them that he was deaf. He thought they were encouraging him the entire time.
 
This story teaches two lessons:
 
There is power of life and death in the tongue. An encouraging word to someone who is down can lift them up and help them make it through the day.
 
A destructive word to someone who is down can be what it takes to kill them. Be careful of what you say.
 
Speak life to those who cross your path. The power of words....it is sometimes hard to understand that an encouraging word can go such a long way. Anyone can speak words that tend to rob another of the spirit to continue in difficult times.Special is the individual who will take the time to encourage another.Be special to others.
 
I'm not the kinda that gets angry easily I think, but there were times when I let anger get the better of me and said nasty things like those froggies above. I speak without giving it a thought and found my words hurtful. Remorseful I may be, but once the words are shot out, no amount of topic changing or nicer comments could alleviate the situation cos the harm has been inflicted. So sorry if it happen to any of u with my sharp words, I really mean no harm. Will learn to exercise some anger restraining techniques. ahahaha
 
I must really salute those people who are slow in letting their anger take control over them. Before they could get upset or mad, their anger vanishes as fast as it came. Dun say that u dun believe cos I do have friends who are like that. Its a blessing to have met them. Must bai them as shi fu!! =P

Thursday, March 11, 2004

A poem to share

Just this afternoon, cheryl mentioned that we are neglecting our journals. hahaha I agree cos I'm really busy with the upcoming fyp report. Well, happpen to chance upon a nice poem online, I thot why not just share with all of ya. The title is "The Most Beautiful Flower"

The park bench was deserted as I sat down to read
Beneath the weeping branches of an old willow tree,
Disillusioned by life with good reason to frown,
For the world was intent on dragging me down.

And as if to ruin my rare quiet day,
A young boy approached me, all tired from play.
He stood right before me with his head tilted down
And said with excitement, "Look what I found!"

In his hand was a flower, and what a pitiful sight,
With its petals all faded, from no rain or light.
Wanting him to take his dead flower and go play,
I faked a small smile and then shifted away.

But instead of retreating he sat by my side
And sniffed at the flower and declared with surprise,
"It sure smells pretty and it's beautiful, too.
That's why I picked it; here, it's for you."

The poor weed before me was dying or dead,
No bright vibrant colors, no yellow or red.
But I knew I must take it, or he might never leave.
So I reached out my hand and said, "Just what I need."

But instead of him placing the flower in my hand,
He held it mid-air without reason or plan.
It was then that I noticed for the very first time
That weed-toting boy could not see, he was blind.

I heard my voice quiver, tears shone like the sun
As I thanked him for picking the very best one.
"You're welcome," he smiled, and then ran off to play,
Unaware of the impact he'd had on my day.

I sat there and wondered how he managed to see
A self-pitying woman beneath an old tree.
How did he know of my self-indulged plight?
Perhaps in his heart, he'd been blessed with true sight.

Through the eyes of a blind child, at last I could see
The problem was not with the world, it was me.
And for all of those times I myself had been blind
I vowed to see beauty, and appreciate what's mine.

I held that wilted flower up to my nose
And breathed in the fragrance of a beautiful rose,
And smiled as the boy, another weed in his hand,
Went to change the life of an unsuspecting old man.

Nice! In case u wanna know where I got it from, check out this link : http://www.quickinspirations.com/poems.asp

Sunday, March 07, 2004

有你真好

Had an eventful day...! Had been at Young Musicians Auditorium since 4pm this afternoon till almost 10:30pm. Was kinda glad that Cheryl invited me to join her in her Hall's cultural nite.
 
Both of us performed the song "有你真好" with Zeewei's accompliment (keyboardist). Despite many stage experiences, I still find myself nervous as the nite approached. hahahaha~~! Though during the song, there were glitches, it was still fun in the end. A little dissapointed to say that we did not do as well as during the rehearsals. haahhaha~~! Anyway, its over! Phew... Can finally heave a sigh of relieve.
 
Now, its back to FYP FYP FYP ... (chanting..). God bless me! I've got another angmo lecturer as my final year examiner. Hope he is as kind as Wolfee..! Pray hard...

Thursday, March 04, 2004

Great Tidings~~!

My friend just smsed me in the afternoon to bring happy news of a new addition into his family. I bet he must be beaming with pride now that he has rose up to the rank of a father.
Kinda heart warming and excited to receive the good news. Even Wenxin who was going home with me today could feel my excitement cos I was super chatty and grinning away along the way. ahahaha!
Today's also a nice and easy date to remember. 3/3 seems to be a lucky no in cantonese i think.
Hope the blessed child will grow up well, healthy and be like his father. =)
Congrats Weng! (If u see this entry of cos) I know u'll be a great father. =)

Tuesday, March 02, 2004

Stop Daydreaming!

Someone read my journal and told me tat I am dreaming too much a few days ago. Those words did not make must an impact until today.
 
Sigh... Woke up this morning and realised that I really am dreaming too much...There are lotsa stuff awaiting me to touch them. Well, guess I shouldnt be running away from my responsibilities. Time for me to buck up and face all the undone work!
 
Must learn to love all these tasks. ahahhaha

Monday, March 01, 2004

Gonna sleep soon, but before that thot of just updating my journal. Had a fruitful day slacking hahahaha....

My fyp progress is still as slow (crawling pace). I bet many people are either wrapping up their projects or starting on their report. Oh man.. I hope I'm not a goner! eeks wat a scary thought.

Writing in the wee hours of the morning is fast becoming my norm. In a terrible shape lately with large prominent eye bags and droopy eyes. hahaha Hope I dun scare anyone when school re-opens!

The one week March holidays have just started, kinda envy those who are enjoying themselves while I bury myself in my project and school work. Hump! Will bao(4) chou(2) when I graduate man. haahhaha... Will play very hard then... If I can!


Friday, February 27, 2004

I shud sleep peacefully!

Wee! Was due to hand in my group report before 530pm today. It was only the second lab and we needa churn out the whole software process report! Yucks! Hate all that writing, cutting, pasting and re-formatting. Cant understand why the lecturers have to torture us this way. Cant they just leave us some memorable memories of NTU before we leave. kekeke..
 
The whole report turned out to be over 70 pages (Wah! amazing for just lab 2). As I went to hand it in, another guy from the other group came too. You should have seen his SHOCKED faced at our report. His is barely a 1/4 of ours! ahahha was so amused by his reaction when he compared the thickness and handed in reluctantly.
 
No. I'm not gloating about his report being so thin, its just the expression that tickled me. Who knows if his group had more quality compared to ours. Nevertheless, he kinda made my day. At least it keep me amused for a while.
 
Mind's abit in a daze mode now. Slept early this morning to wake up early this morning again. haahhaha...I'm losing my beauty sleep recently neh. No wonder pimples are proliferating on my face.. Anyway, my consolation is that I must be still young enough to have qing chun tou. hohoho...
 
Making a point to sleep earlier than usual today. Need to rejuvenate myself after all that "busying" and rushing about in school. Nitez and Sweet dreams to me.....

Thursday, February 26, 2004

The Long Road.....

Decided to walk home from yishun station. Not a long journey really, just a 5 mins walk normally. I took 10.
Didnt know why I chose to re-route from my normal bus route, somehow I just felt like walking....
The way home was a long straight path flanked by trees. The air was humid and cars rushed past, lifting up swirls of dust in my face. I felt surprising calm and ignorant of the dusty air. I was alone, lost in my own world...
I enjoyed the slow walk. There were no obstacles in my way, just that straight road ahead... I walked slowly but steadily, only to stop at a traffic junction. Didnt know how long I stood there, but the red man seemed to stay there for ages, when the green man finally took over.
I was halfway home when I passed by the big field. I looked up at the canopy above me hoping that it'll rain leaves on me. There was not even a trickle to be seen. Without a trace of dissapointment, I continued my walk.
A big tree stood in the middle of the field. I seem to be like it, away from the crowd and alone. I somehow enjoyed this loneliness.
My mind was a blank. I felt peace and contentment.
It was until I crossed the second junction near to my neighbourhood that I started to retract from my isolation state and snapped back into reality. Started to feel the ache in my feet (I was wearing my new slippers) and back (Hahahaa I didnt exercise for a long while already). I was happy and light-hearted nevertheless.
I smiled at familiar faces as I went on, till my feet took me to my door step. The smell of home was ever so welcoming..
I shud take more walks home next time. That long road to home is beaconing me to set foot on it again. Wish to re-visit my world again.. =) Hm.. Wonder how I would feel to walk down that path on a rainy day? Perhaps I better prepare an umbrella for my next journey. =P

Wednesday, February 25, 2004

Touched~~*

I'm so touched by wen. I sent her my life journal link. And she msn me back almost instantly to tell me that she's reading and playing the song as well......

*~~This is my Song~~*

I love music alot. Since young, my life has revolved around music. From learning dance to singing and organ, all involves music.I must say that it is an integral part of my life already. Cant imagine a life without music....I start to appreciate that I have my ears to hear the melodious sounds around me.

As I grew older, I found that I can have diff songs to represent me everyday.. Each song describes how I felt each day. I believe everyone has a song to represent him/herself. What is my song today...? I think its "Journey". This is the song I first thot of when I woke up this morning... Quite a funny song to start of the day as its kinda a slow and melodrama song. =P

Well, I'm do feel a little slow and dazed today.. (Could be that I slept late this morning at 3 hohohoho).. Now, I'm starting to hum that song... It goes like this

START
Its a long long journey... Till I know where I'm supposed to be.
Its a long long journey... and I dun know if i can believe..
When shadows fall and block my eyes, I am almost lost and know that I must hide.
Its a long long journey.. Till I find way home to you.

Many days I've spent, Drifting on through empty shores.
Wondering wat's my purpose, Wondering how to make me strong.
I know I will falter I know I will cry. I know you'll be standing by my side.
Its a long long journey, and I need u to be close to you.

Sometimes it feels on one understand. I dun even know why I do the things I do.
When pride builds me up till I cant see my soul.
Will you break down these walls and pull me through?

Cos it's a long long journey. Till I feel that I am wortth the price.
You paid for me on calvary. Beneath those stormy skies
When satan mocks and friends turn foes,
It feels like everything is out to make me lose control.
Cos its a long, long journey. Till I find my way home to you ~ to you.......

END

If you are following me through till the end of my song, I supposed u must have felt like this before dun you? Thanks for hearing it (or i should say reading the lyrics) with me.
Well, its really a nice song, if any of you wish to have it, please msn me. =)

Tuesday, February 24, 2004

Monday blUes???

Kekeke, I must say that I'm kinda hooked to this journal writing... (Just like I'm hooked to gunbound... =P).
 
There are really alot of other stuffs to do, but somehow, my time management really suckz... Oh man, an organiser is of no help esp when its owner doesnt follow the planned tasks. hahahaha... Anyway, I still found some time to update my journal.
 
Tomorrow is a free day (",) Yeah! Fyp is my constant nightmare.. Can imagine Mr Wolf (my fyp sup) shaking his head and wagging his index finger in my face... hahaha.. I'm keeping my fingers crossed now... Oh, btw, Mr Wolf really got nice eyes... Wish i had mine like his... *~~~So green with envy~~*

Monday, February 23, 2004

Sunday...~~

Check out this link http://www.pathways-to-peace.com/
 
Nice music, pictures and quotes to start off a not very interesting sunday.. kekeke its already noon time though.
 
A close friend intro me to this site. I fell in love with it straight. Kinda nice to view the presentation when u feel bored or lost.. Well, I'm viewing it now as I write. Feel like jumping into those beautiful scenes neh..!!
 
Some of my favourite quotes from this site:
 
"Kindness is the language which the deaf can hear and the blind can see."- Mark Twain
 
"Faith is the strength by which a shattered world shall emerge into the light."- Helen Keller
 
"Hope is faith holding out its hand in the dark."- George Iles
 
"We must come to see that peace is not merely a distant goal we seek, but it is a means by which we arrive at that goal. We must pursue peaceful ends through peaceful means."- Martin Luther King, Jr.
 
and lastly this one:"I have found the paradox that if I love until it hurts, then there is no hurt, but only more love."- Mother Teresa
 
*humming....* My sunday seems brighter already... =)
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