may just be this.
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Tuesday, August 25, 2009
Monday, August 24, 2009
生命有一种绝对
如果我不曾走过这一遍
生命中还有多少苦和甜美
那风中的歌声孤单哽咽的声音是谁
回忆中那个少年为何依然不停的追
想要征服的世界始终都没有改变
那地上无声蒸发我的泪
黑暗中期待光线生命有一种绝对
等待我请等待我
直到约定融化成笑颜*
那生命灿烂烟火般上演
你和我最后都要回归地平线
那留下的足迹浪花冲走回忆海岸线
靠近我再拥抱我
请不要让我的心冷却
想要征服的世界始终都没有改变
那地上无声蒸发我的泪
黑暗中期待光线生命有一种绝对
等待我请等待我
靠近我再拥抱我
不要走请不要走
直到约定融化成笑颜
直到我看见生命的绝对
Sunday, August 23, 2009
Disquiet
There is this sense of disquiet today..I have been playing the Lisa Ekdhal CD that I finally hunted down, over and over again. Even though I am tired physically..I can feel the restlessness and agitation coursing through me, like atoms colliding against one another.
Was what happened a sign? To tell me that its about time to change how I view my life, what I should do moving on?
I know it probably should, but somehow I still get can't my mind around to it. It's funny how the mind works - sometimes the rational and emotional part just cannot come to the same meeting point.
Probably this sense of disquiet comes from the din of this internal battle.
Was what happened a sign? To tell me that its about time to change how I view my life, what I should do moving on?
I know it probably should, but somehow I still get can't my mind around to it. It's funny how the mind works - sometimes the rational and emotional part just cannot come to the same meeting point.
Probably this sense of disquiet comes from the din of this internal battle.
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
Life in Mono
They both looked stonily straight ahead from their car seats. The morning traffic caterpillared forward, everybody trying to gain that extra distance to get to their destination, to fulfill their livelihood obligation for the day, and they were waiting for their turn to move ahead.
She took in air, before breathing out again silently. Their lives had been like this for the past few years. He would drop her at work, before he headed to his office. Both of them would go through the rigours of office politics and other corporate what-nots, and he would pick her up after work; they then head to either in-laws place for dinner. Their topics of conversation has never strayed far from their schedules, their obligations to their own parents, the daily mundane things of life. So routine that she felt the crushing weight of the unspoken desires, dreams and thoughts.
She could feel that his mind was faraway. Somewhere where she couldn't reach out to, or understand. It had been a while..that they talked about what they wanted to do, their aspiration, and their plans for the future. Had reality finally set in? They were now more concerned talking about their bonuses, and the tax reliefs which they could claim come every April. There were still a few romantic moments now and then, which had often happened enough to keep their sex life reasonably satisfied, but she missed the kind of connection..when they just talked. About anything.
She took in another breathe, about to blurt out something that would break the silent monotony of this routine morning drive. But just as the words were on the tip of her tongue, she caught herself. It seemed pointless - things were ok now, why rock the boat and create unnecessary trouble. So the words wisped into thin air, and blown away with her exhaled breath.
She continued staring at the traffic ahead, waiting for the traffic light to change its the colour, and blend into the anonymous mass of morning traffic.
(Inspired by this couple I saw from the rear view mirror during my drive to work this morning. What was that phrase about the characters being fictional, and any coincidence to any real persons are..concidence? Oh well..you know that)
(Anyway I still cant get the mental image out of my mind, seemed like there was still a little something..so here's my final take)
He stared stonily ahead...he had to reach her office soon, if not he would be late for the 9am meeting. And only one thing ran through his mind relentlessly..
Why didn't his EPL team score that goal last night??
(Mars vs Venus..the world will never be equal)
She took in air, before breathing out again silently. Their lives had been like this for the past few years. He would drop her at work, before he headed to his office. Both of them would go through the rigours of office politics and other corporate what-nots, and he would pick her up after work; they then head to either in-laws place for dinner. Their topics of conversation has never strayed far from their schedules, their obligations to their own parents, the daily mundane things of life. So routine that she felt the crushing weight of the unspoken desires, dreams and thoughts.
She could feel that his mind was faraway. Somewhere where she couldn't reach out to, or understand. It had been a while..that they talked about what they wanted to do, their aspiration, and their plans for the future. Had reality finally set in? They were now more concerned talking about their bonuses, and the tax reliefs which they could claim come every April. There were still a few romantic moments now and then, which had often happened enough to keep their sex life reasonably satisfied, but she missed the kind of connection..when they just talked. About anything.
She took in another breathe, about to blurt out something that would break the silent monotony of this routine morning drive. But just as the words were on the tip of her tongue, she caught herself. It seemed pointless - things were ok now, why rock the boat and create unnecessary trouble. So the words wisped into thin air, and blown away with her exhaled breath.
She continued staring at the traffic ahead, waiting for the traffic light to change its the colour, and blend into the anonymous mass of morning traffic.
(Inspired by this couple I saw from the rear view mirror during my drive to work this morning. What was that phrase about the characters being fictional, and any coincidence to any real persons are..concidence? Oh well..you know that)
(Anyway I still cant get the mental image out of my mind, seemed like there was still a little something..so here's my final take)
He stared stonily ahead...he had to reach her office soon, if not he would be late for the 9am meeting. And only one thing ran through his mind relentlessly..
Why didn't his EPL team score that goal last night??
(Mars vs Venus..the world will never be equal)
Monday, August 17, 2009
Burnt!
My face never felt so burnt before. Usually I would definitely have a cap on if I need to be under the sun, a habit from undergoing morning trainings since the days of centralised training camps prior to tournaments. I hated it when the sun was in the eye, adding to the headache from the glare off the pitch and the heat overhead. The habit carried on - I never was without a cap at the beach, any outdoor games that i need to be under the sun for any extended period of time. So any major peeling would be any other parts of the body like the shoulder or back, rather than the face. Of course, I learnt later that direct sunlight is always the predecessor for early onset of wrinkles, so thank god for the early initiative arising from necessity.
But I forgot that 7 hours of the sun in the pool, though mostly overcast and not that sunny, can cause the sun-burn!
I think my face hasn't gone through such an ordeal since I was maybe in....JC? Uni?? Even when we were playing Wooden Shoe or the National sixes in the open fields, the team would also try to find shade whenever we could in between the games. So I really couldn't think of another time when I was so burnt.
Sometimes I wonder why so many people like to sun tan under direct sun exposure. Especially the ang mohs who seriously looked 100% COOKED and yet they looked super happy having just grilled (and destroyed) their epidermis. It's so bad for the skin! Just enjoy the sea breeze and the warmth of the sun under the nice coconut tree shade. It's definitely more skin friendly! And sun block! SPF 50 and above! (Sheesh..I sound so auntie...)
Now my nose bridge is seriously painful to touch. I just hope that it doesn't develop to fever..
But I forgot that 7 hours of the sun in the pool, though mostly overcast and not that sunny, can cause the sun-burn!
I think my face hasn't gone through such an ordeal since I was maybe in....JC? Uni?? Even when we were playing Wooden Shoe or the National sixes in the open fields, the team would also try to find shade whenever we could in between the games. So I really couldn't think of another time when I was so burnt.
Sometimes I wonder why so many people like to sun tan under direct sun exposure. Especially the ang mohs who seriously looked 100% COOKED and yet they looked super happy having just grilled (and destroyed) their epidermis. It's so bad for the skin! Just enjoy the sea breeze and the warmth of the sun under the nice coconut tree shade. It's definitely more skin friendly! And sun block! SPF 50 and above! (Sheesh..I sound so auntie...)
Now my nose bridge is seriously painful to touch. I just hope that it doesn't develop to fever..
Sunday, August 16, 2009
Saturday Brunch
F is back in Sg. What was supposed to be a short stop over for her before returning to London became a one week ordeal of getting documentations done when her serviced apartment in Jkt (Marriot) was burglared in the most absurb manner that I wouldn't have thought would happen in such a reputable hotel.
Anyway we decided to grab brunch yesterday (though I was most reluctant to get up early..yeah! i know i know..bad friend! boo!) since most of last week was quite tied up for me; so I called along C and we decided to hit PS cafe at Palais Renaissance since it was the most convenient for both of them.
But in the end, I was the one who was early :/
It being quite overcast instead of being too sunny, I decided to sit in the open area, overlooking the Thai Embassy. Being early is good as well, since there weren't much people around and it felt really serene and laid back. Brunch is supposed to feel this way :)
I would like to come here one day with a book..
While waiting for the rest to come.
I lurve places with high ceilings. It just give that sense of airyness.
I wouldn't say that the service was good.. In fact, I was quite put off by the fact that the server forgot our water, menu, and my hand was in the air like for a full minute before someone saw us. Yes, the place was busy but busy shou;dn't be an excuse for bad service.
Anyway the place aside, we sat and talked for 3 hours..F is seeing someone now and I'm actually quite glad for her. Hope that things will work out fine this time round, despite the age difference, its not easy to stay alone so far away.
Sometimes fate works in mysterious ways..like how we three were the most unlikely friends, sometimes I wonder what had kept us together after all these years - C being the chi chi branded stuff lover, F the totally girl-iness personified, me being always the athletic one.
Oh well, hope F's plan to be married by 2012 comes true :))
Anyway we decided to grab brunch yesterday (though I was most reluctant to get up early..yeah! i know i know..bad friend! boo!) since most of last week was quite tied up for me; so I called along C and we decided to hit PS cafe at Palais Renaissance since it was the most convenient for both of them.
But in the end, I was the one who was early :/
It being quite overcast instead of being too sunny, I decided to sit in the open area, overlooking the Thai Embassy. Being early is good as well, since there weren't much people around and it felt really serene and laid back. Brunch is supposed to feel this way :)
I would like to come here one day with a book..
While waiting for the rest to come.
I lurve places with high ceilings. It just give that sense of airyness.
I wouldn't say that the service was good.. In fact, I was quite put off by the fact that the server forgot our water, menu, and my hand was in the air like for a full minute before someone saw us. Yes, the place was busy but busy shou;dn't be an excuse for bad service.
Anyway the place aside, we sat and talked for 3 hours..F is seeing someone now and I'm actually quite glad for her. Hope that things will work out fine this time round, despite the age difference, its not easy to stay alone so far away.
Sometimes fate works in mysterious ways..like how we three were the most unlikely friends, sometimes I wonder what had kept us together after all these years - C being the chi chi branded stuff lover, F the totally girl-iness personified, me being always the athletic one.
Oh well, hope F's plan to be married by 2012 comes true :))
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