Drive crazy

 Ride on the beetle,

the needle on the dashboard never really got to catch a breathe

trying to break through ya limit

needless to say,

the fact too unbearable

 whenever you split out the words

I can catch nothing that

embracing me

Adjust the radio to tune randomly

sound of saxophone seeped into my vessels

sing now,

spill it all out

At last,

who aren't set the fire to the rain?

Whizzed past whatever view out there

well then

just keep on going

procrastination take over full attention

WHY SO SERIOUS?

please just cut the chase,

cut off those holy CRAP

Where is home?

there ain't any right now

who are having hallucination?

surely, not me

cause i ain't murmuring my words

nor whispering beside anyone

勉强，得来的

不是没有想过，奈经已一錘成音

未曾少听他人话过，言语间竟是如此苍白

不是没试着就这么着的相处，时至今日，数月下来，有一个想法在心里边叫嚣

这次真的不能了

我不想再试，从来不是善因，种出来的，毫无意外

真真的可悲，呵呵

我唯恐那果还会有甜，啃嚼几番，苦涩溢满舌苔，久久不散

食之无味，弃之可惜

只因不了解，方才如此，若君有心，何尝不是手到擒来？

一杯茶，半盏愁绪，思量回转处，原来已不见来时路

我回不去，亦不想回了

是心境移迁

感性与理性？

故事走到一处，名为光荣或者颓废的转折点，

文章该怎么接辑？

笔该怎么运转？

心思又该如何不会剪不断，理还乱？

宛如

行走至一个交叉路口，停驻在那里，等红灯转绿，

偏生绿灯亮起，双脚却踌躇不前，

眼神是飘向天涯之外的世界。

感性的人，像火也像水，

澎湃袭来，但也是毁灭性的，

理性的人，像冰，

每每能够在挣扎当中找到平衡点。

我说，像冰好，

冰融了，也不会如海啸般覆盖世界。

但想，像火的人也不错，

没有激情的话，哪来浪漫主义。

有一猎人猎获一鸽子，

佛见着，说：

阿弥陀佛，你让它走。

猎人说：

它走了，那我吃什么？

佛说：

他多重，我就还你多重的肉。

猎人说：

好。

猎人把鸽子放在枰的一端，佛割下自己身上的肉。

猎人说：

还不够。

佛又割肉。

如此往来，还是不够。

佛见着，往枰上跳，枰终于平衡。

佛是感性的人，

我是理性的人，

佛说：

我不入地狱，谁入地狱

我说：

为何是我下地狱？

舍己为人，这世间有几人办到，

对，我贪生，我怕死，谁人不是？

谁又敢说我是残忍了？

残忍也是一种姿态，

一个让自己立于不败之地的姿态，

一种不让俯瞰世界的姿态。

难不成你还想，

柔肠寸断了，还把一樽苦水往断肠缝处塞？

Resume my blog...

The very first thing I must say it out loud before I ever forget: HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR, this year is belong to the rabbit, according to Chinese tradition. Oh, gosh, when the goat year comes, I m getting older and older then, 1 cycle is 12 years, if you undergo 2 cycle, that means you are 24 years old, congratulation, you are no longer an adolescence, an adult instead.

This year I went through an unusual new year holiday, I m doing my assignment in my hometown. What to do, since those stuffs are big big size and I cannot find any mood or motivation to finish up everything before holiday… I m terrible, I online a lot, watching movies a lot, I m dead man if the project needs to hand in 2 days after tomorrow.

Recently, I read something, quote “ They have always related as an empire to poor countries… Nothing has changed” nice cha! By staring at these words, I suddenly recalled of the lectures I used to attend, namely “bottom billions”. Well, c’est la vie, this is how the earth circulate, rich people gets richer, poor people becomes poorer… Haha, guess what, if I don’t get poor, how can you get richer, this scenario let me think of the spring balance. Imagine that you have two 500g mass block, you put in 2 sides of balance, it’s equal mass, square and fair enough. Next, you have only one 1kg mass, and you put it in one side, 100 percent decline to the heavier side… Got that, what I mean is the money or wealthy in this world is limited and invulnerable, thus we all share the scarce financial sources.

I m spending my 1^st day of new year in my home, slept a lot, very impressive. Woke up at 8am something, took a nap at 10 until 11 something, fell asleep again in the evening 5 until 7pm. Then, having dinner… what a life, yea…

随 便

今夜窗外下着雨，无雷声在耳际隆隆。自在的日子，太过写意反倒会让人养成一种懒怠的习惯。我想在夕阳斜射的沙滩上印上我的脚印，感受脚趾周遭的柔沙被我施力而下陷。纵然那浪会烫平足迹的纹理，至少它曾经印证我到此一游的事实。我想在大床上躺上整天整夜，纵使辗转难眠又何妨，纵使旁人说我浪费时间，我亦一笑置之，脑海随时勾勒出我要的虚构画面。我想我想…我想这是白日梦，暂时并不能规划在梦想里头。

我想要一个理想化的世界，人是为学问而念书，而非为考试而读书。谁叫这世界统统都是用成绩作为量尺，看人先看成绩，搞得人心惶惶，为啥！是以，我下定决心，来到大学就是不断地学习，如萍池说过，不要浪费资源，哈，我想忙一点也是为了以后的生活。在这十天呆在家中复习，偶尔上上网，睡觉逍遥，心中亦开始谋算未来，制定考完试后的时间表。想要做一个有品的懒人，最重要就是要有计划，呵呵。

最近常看见有人爱引用张爱玲故事里头的名句，具体的我可能记得不好，大概意思：“在千千万万人海当中，忽然间，你我的眼神在那瞬间对上了，千言万语在心头盘旋着，心在交织着，可是说出口的一句话却是：原来，你也在这啊。”这到底是心有灵犀的一句话，还是划出有缘无分的隔阂。

千言万语只能心头藏，幻化一句祝福

分不清到底是绿洲抑或海市蜃楼

蝴蝶双飞，我羡；劳燕分飞；我惜

浓雾散不开，只能雾里看花

一首诗，能不能美化那离别

一首歌，鬼魅般的嗓音，唱到后来哑了

会不会只剩下抽泣声？！！！

屋外的雨，山间的云，太自在

一辈子，只为了那瞬间

只为了守候那羁绊

Tomorrow, 8th November 2010, maybe it is not a BIG DAY for everyone, but it do means something for some students... I'm not involve in tomorrow BIG EVENT yet, though 11st NOVEMBER instead... Haiz, not really know what the hell am i doing right now, posting a blog!!! MAN, u must be kidding, whole world fighting hard with the time to be in front of the time, to be not left behind it, but i m blogging...
"WHAT THE HELL!" quote of one of the friends, Yuet Yang, he used to say it A LOT. When i mean a lot is very frequently he say, several time per day, sometimes even several time in a sentence.

What things need to worry, NOTHING
What things no need to worry, THOSE THINGS U DY KNEW THE RESULT
When u need to be worry, THERE ARE 2 ANSWER:
ALL THE TIME, die jor lo, quote from LYDIA PANG
NEVER...mind la, still got second chance wat

GOOD DAY, WORLD
HAVE A GOOD GOOD NIGHT!!! 

Randomness

It's been a long ago i didn't update my blog, guess it already rusting if it possesses metal characteristic. I just felt my eye lids were dropping down no matter how hard i stare at the screen or the word lines. This is annoying la ever since i checked my eyes but still my eyes get tired easily. Oh, gosh!
I use to like pop song but i don't know why i start convey my hearing taste to the classical songs and also the musical instruments performance. Listening to the Cannon performed by Pachelbel, i heard the lyrics flow through my heart softly and hit it as the lyrics climb up to the climax and fall down slowly and eventually return to the silence. Suddenly, i think this is the touching way it should be. Bravo!!!
Also, listened to the Croatian Rhapsody and Victory performed by Maksim, the one who showed me that people can play piano at that unbelievable speed, but i suppose it needs a lot energy, no wonder those performers need a mid-break after few songs and get all wet even there are air conditioner supply in the odeum. But i like the strong feeling as the music goes around, but his "flight of the bumblebee" really heard my ear because he mimicking the bee buzzing. It is totally different from pop songs.
Hehe, i guess i talked too much bout the music already. Hope that no people said i am an old man lo. I had came across that people kept asking me why i listen to the lullaby. Come on, the lyrics is soft and sentimental-type, doesn't mean it has to be lullaby.
Hereby, I want to emphasize on the fact that i hate rock song so much. Well, light rock is acceptable, too rocky, thanks but no thanks, hurting my ear, reduce my hearing, done nothing good. The worse part is music manipulate one's emotion, right, u can tell what i m going to say next, people gets high when rock, but not in my room when i am all alone.But i can accept R&B type wan, but i guess this kind of song use up a lot of background music to sugar up the song, this kind of song hard to sing, for me, my tongue tied up together whenever need to rap. Yet, i like these kinda music.
Jazz type music is my favorite too, it is awesome seeing people playing saxophone. The music flows out seems very romanticism. I keep on imagine in the brain the ball begin with the music on, people dancing, cocktail party, the light is dim but still can easily figure out the floor and the shadow. All moving shadow everywhere creates a romantic atmosphere. Why am i sound like a first awakening of love girl, don't get me wrong, i just voice out my imaginary figure nia...
I guess i shall give it a stop now, i really talk whole post of music. Hmmm, i never thought that i can easily talk about the topic i m really master at it, just dabble a little bit in it. Maybe i should change the title, i wondering what i m gonna talk in the next post....