Saturday, September 05, 2009

如烟

有沒有那麼一種永遠 永遠不改變 擁抱過的美麗都 再也不破碎
讓險峻歲月不能在臉上撒野 讓生離和死別都遙遠 有誰能聽見


就这样, 一眨眼间就过去了
我再怎么不舍, 也只剩下回忆可以参考

有沒有那麼一滴眼淚 能洗掉後悔 化成大雨降落在 回不去的街
再給我一次機會 將故事改寫 還欠了他一生的 一句抱歉

为什么看着你, 我心里留下的是亏欠和无奈
为设么看着你, 我只能说'对不起', 总说不出'谢谢你'

有沒有那麼一個世界 永遠不天黑 星星太陽萬物都 聽我的指揮
月亮不忙著圓缺 春天不走遠 樹梢緊緊擁抱著樹葉 有誰能聽見


忙,忙,忙..... 似乎是在找借口麻醉自己
以为骗了全世界的人很伟大, 但最后却骗不了自己


有沒有那麼一朵玫瑰 永遠不凋謝 永遠驕傲和完美 永遠不妥協
為何人生最後會像一張紙屑 還不如一片花瓣曾經鮮豔

我曾以为'永远' 和'一定' 是神圣的
但日子久了, 看到的谎言也多了,说的谎言也多了
永远好像有了期限 - 几个月, 几年?


有沒有那麼一張書籤 停止那一天 最單純的笑臉和 最美那一年
書包裡面裝滿了蛋糕和汽水 雙眼只有無猜和無邪 讓我們無法無天

当熟悉的音乐响起 , 熟悉的回忆也被勾起
大声地唱着那年的歌, 毫无保留地掉下眼泪


有沒有那麼一首詩篇 找不到句點 青春永遠定居在 我們的歲月
男孩和女孩都有吉他和舞鞋 笑忘人間的苦痛 只有甜美


庆幸的是那时的场地一片黑暗,
让你看不到我掉下的眼泪
清亮的歌声与我哽咽的感动
交融在一片蓝色的荧光海中
已是我最大的慰藉了

有沒有那麼一個明天 重頭回一遍 讓我再次感受曾 揮霍的昨天
無論生存或生活 我都不浪費 不讓故事這麼的後悔


我试着设想能够让时间倒流的那一天
但我发现这都是多余的
因为现在的你是最快乐的,,,, 去飞翔吧


我从来都不说那种‘如果时间能够倒流‘的话,....
因为...., 时间若真的能倒流.....
这一切就不会那么的珍贵..... (五月天)

Sunday, August 23, 2009

drunk on air

alcohol is definitely not my friend... i wonder why everyone is hype-ing bout highs you get after drinking when all i can manage is just a sinking feeling. I prefer just breathing in air, with my earphones plugged in. =)

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

复刻回忆

你还好吗 好久不见
又来这里 这个老店
后来的你 喜欢了谁
我们 聊聊天


现在的你 一样美丽
至於爱情 是个回忆
她不爱我 他离开你
爱会来 就会去

在不同的城市努力
偶尔也会想想你
这样的我 那样的你
要很久才相聚

我们都没说那遥远的曾经
我们也没提故事的原因
青春的复刻回忆像一片云
没法子抓在手里


我们的眼泪在复习着过去
我们的微笑是彼此的氧气
复刻的回忆是封挂号信
多远都可以找到你

窗外的树 爱哭的风
烦恼的我 聪明的你
爱是什麽 什麽人懂
所以 别难过


心还痛吗 请忘了吧
所谓幸福 是个童话
后来的我 一切随意
所以 没关系

在不同的城市努力
偶尔也会想想你
这样的我 那样的你
要很久才相聚


我们都没说那遥远的曾经
我们也没提故事的原因
青春的复刻回忆像一片云
没法子抓在手里

我们的眼泪在复习着过去
我们的微笑是彼此的氧气
复刻的回忆是封挂号信
多远都可以找到你

午后的闷热的窗外的一场大雨
让我们看见了以前的自己
把时光倒转回那一季
那年的梦 他乡的你


sweet.... fantastic lyrics.....

Monday, August 17, 2009

running to nowhere...

AHM was on Sun. Crazy build-up to it I must admit. Woke up at 7 to go NUS for make-up lect, went down to King Albert's Park there for tuition after the lect, then made my way back to NUS for CO welcome tea. That's just less than half the programme I had for the day. Next up was OG outing at city hall (at first it was bugis), then followed by esther's farewell and ack's bday celebration at mushroom pot in somerset. Then, went airport to send situ off to US before following the 6A guys out to fengshan market for supper. Reached home at a niffy 12.30 thanks to hasu going out of the way to send me home. Showered, surf net for a while and went to sleep at 1.30 +am, woke up at 3.45am to prepare for the run. Went to wait for NR service only to realise that the website cheat ppl one, the last service ends at city hall at 4.30am not start. Luckily, there were 2 other runners stranded like me and we cab pool to padang. Finally started the run 5.30am. Ran a cui 2.5 hr timing but glad that i even finished it, considering the schedule i had the day b4.

One of my christian friend once told me that running was like having a convo with god. While I do not share the same religious views, I do agree that running allows you to see things differently, especially things that you are caught up with in the heat of the moment. It's kind of like Einstein's relativity, that when you move, you experience time more slowly, so there's a sort of surrealism edge to your thinking, which allows you to separate your short-term emotions from your long term hard standing values. ( this is purely my hypothesis, it is NOT scientifically proven)

One of my epiphanies actually went : You know that only one thing matters, so why bother about the rest of the questions.....

I quote from Kite Runner : "For you, a thousand times over."

Friday, August 14, 2009

the culture factor

" Go to any Western college campus and you'll find that Asian students have a reputation for being in the library long after everyone else has left. Sometimes people of Asian background get offended when their culture is described this way, because they think that the stereotype is being used as a form of disparagement. But a belief in work ought to be a thing of beauty . Virtually every success story we've seen in this book so far involves someone or some group working harder than their peers. " taken from Outliers by Malcolm Galdwell

In short, OUTmug every single one of them... lolz...