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Tuesday, March 16, 2010

Aesthetics

The pleasure has radiated into a whirlpool of desires, locked with unearthed feelings, racing against time ..as if.. wasted, wretched and not forgiven. Days pledged by outer beauty and mirage of strangers, unworthy or plausible to be kept of? Though I have been taught about patience, waiting is still dying. Each second feels like fire on wood, beaming insanely huge. The Behemoth has cast its fiery flare on me, caging me like the blue fire, unable to escape to the atmosphere, but burning at the highest temperature. At the time when Lavender arrives with an icing pulsation, I wonder does my mind take a deep dip and run beneath the caked icy surface.. trapped under the unknown freezing waters like a lost narwhal finding a hole to breathe upon.

Tuesday, March 02, 2010

For the things I do not have, they are an ever chase.
For the things I had, they painted my white piece colourful.
For the things I have, I am succumbed to its anticipation, desire and exhilaration factors.

Wednesday, February 24, 2010

I have to comment

I want to write down coz I wanna remember you.

Yesterday, I wore a rather bright pants and he commented, then we had a stroll and being chatty about recent... all the way to the canteen. Today, I wrote on the whiteboard and he commented too on our similarity, which is .. just about 10% of us exist in this world. Judging from his expression, he was delighted. Also having the same type of thinking as we laughed silently during one session of disagreement with the other party. As if we clicked, but just not yet.. I mean, we were at the Operation and Management training, I was enthusiastic and he was yawning away, making the trainer calling his name to do a readout. Haha. During the break, he asked me for fussball and then we had a good game, yea right, being trashed right out by a pro but still enjoyed it much. Crazy pair and he was indeed a very different partner. Then, I watched him played bomberman..with such extreme excitation.. weird fella but very special.

He's a genius who showed us only his silly side.
He did almost everything from camel riding to scuba.
His words are prudent, sharp, non-judgemental and opinionated.
His thinking is an ocean.
He went to SDU at 24.

It's a pity he's going back to the States soon. All these talks and knowing each other..though, I know you belong there, you smelled like a New York dude.. most importantly, your thinking were absolute, fair and non-judgemental. I did enjoy the times we spent together very much, not forgetting the dance we nailed at the wedding at the quest of your invitation...I wish you all the best, and hope you could get into Standford, marry a nice girl.. and get on with life as it is.

Sunday, February 07, 2010

Going home is sweet

Since when you had became so significantly great these days, I don't know why. Knowing that all the sparks we had, as if we could read each other's mind, oh yes we do..till now.. The times you would look back at me, only to me.. smiling for a reason. Now, you would still come by me.. sit by my side, watch me..i felt that not a word is more than enough.. You are not my knight, never my everything.. couldn't be.. but you are my history, my time turner, my medicine on wounds that won't heal a thousand years. I guess we never made our goodbyes.. never did the hellos..

Saturday, January 30, 2010

Hi February 2010

Time is really quick and it doesn't give a damn about a thing. Well, hopefully it will slow down a little as Chinese New Year arrives.. ^_^

Anyway, reading my CLEO leftovers on internal body fat and career coaching, almost missed these great articles way back. I was also reading about an interview posted out by jj.. though we really crossed opinions, but the excerpt was an eye opener to amateurs like me about world leaders.. Now let's see where's the link.. Yeah, I would like to coincide with a laughter phrase some gila old woman sent me recently..

Politics is supposed to be the second oldest profession. I have come to realize that it bears a very close resemblance to the first.
~Ronald Reagan

You might not get it for the first time, if yes then you have the credits. Maybe you would like to google for 'world's oldest profession' to get a better understanding..


I forced this to be a stay-in weekend. Too much bullshit party and work since when. Well, it was nice to sleep at 10pm and woke up at 8am though, enough, early and plenty of time. Perhaps a little discipline won't kill. The crude badminton sessions got my old joints cranking, but sports always feel darn good.

January was all that ground work, exams, meeting a lot a lot of people till you get tired, work, work, work and surprisingly each day passed with more meaning instead of those dying days. February will be a place to rip the ripen fruits. It is really overwhelming and I've really got nothing to say.. I just need to be frank and keep my fingers crossed. I mean.. I am looking at this, people around me are looking at it too.. and i anticipate their expression.. and my own feelings as well.. I wonder how would it hit me?

I am really looking forward to be home as always, get to drive, eat and sleep like a pig. It's a week plus more and it's getting exciting!! and gonna hug that canny pup of mine!!!!!


Sunday, January 24, 2010

Chinatown (牛车水)

garrrr.. comelnyer ^_^


tiggie year ^_^... Blurred because got chased by uncle half way taking this..


fake blossom cherry in front of the "Tooth Relic" Temple ..mui fa take one



real ones..mui fa take two..


paper wind chimes.. fung che


tang yuen with ginger soup~ yummy~


cute dolls?


it's called... lucky grass doll =))



big broom brush for BIG WORDS.. =))



dried plums... chi peng *in cantonese as in duri biskut, direct translation


and the usual bamboo abuse....




HAVE A HAPPY TIGER YEAR ^_^ ! (duno the word is what)





Saturday, January 23, 2010

Finally have some time

Hi dearest bloggy,

I know that my blog has been rather lengthy, most probably a lot of things running in my mind but difficult to be conveyed in a comfortable manner.. and it has been less pictures ever since.. due to end of university life, less sparks, more routine, blah blah.. and i don't want to show you my overweight face here :P but i know all of you reading this could not love me less.

The temptation is high, feeling rather stoical tonight brings numbness and peace. These are the golden years. If you don't suffer now, when will you? I taste the sweet among bitter, I see what I haven't seen before and feel very multidirectional. How much could we remember after this?

If you think you are having a hard time...

Think war zones, where people could hardly keep themselves alive
Think of countries where food is so limited, people eat to live..not live to eat
Think of orphans who does not have a family at all..
Think of the less fortunates who need helping tools to walk, to hear and to live..

Think of all the things that you have....
Think of all the things that other's don't have...

Gah.. we should live on.. despite which direction, where ever I will be in time to come and be with the people that I would belong to..

WORRY? Succumb to it, worry it. Do not prevent from worrying, it will only cause suffocation. Worries never cease but they are like passerbys.. you'll never recall nor remember each that has walked through..

Missing it, missing it so so much.. tell them, tell him.. It feels good.. no regrets. And you'll know the answer..

Read Yasmin Ahmad's blog today, totally blown away. Feeling to rewind and become an artist instead.. haha.. Am I easily inspired, influenced and blended into? I guess I shall grab a cuppa and continue reading.. the night is young and saturday could not feel any less great in its ways... :)

Remember to go home this chinese new year ^_^