这一秒钟直到永远。

此时。此刻。
我依然难过。

下一秒钟，
悲伤请止步。

藏不住。

不想把一切看的太清楚
视线模糊我不在乎
但就算不见眼底
心里明白依旧。

Let it Be.

let it rain. let it shine. let it be.. let it be me.

刺猬。

我一直在寻觅
拼命找幸福的感觉 。。。

我不停地逃避
因太靠近总伤了自己。。。



[ 空间的错乱产生了距离的美感。］

玩笑。

被冷落的它伤心的哭泣。
再漂亮的外衣，穿久了也会令它窒息。
它开始讨厌她把它当皮球，
穿越万里拍来拍去。
多余的存在着是种无常的遗憾。
虽然它知道她，其实也一样难过。
彼此心里明白，它和她相同的无奈。

[ 一个可笑的故事，
记载着另一个故事的结束。]

最后还是会。

为什么一定要失去？
为什么还是会断线？

为什么一定要失望？
为什么还是会相信？

为什么一定要是我？
为什么还是会受挫？

为什么一定要接受？
为什么还是会祝福？

为什么一定要悲伤？
为什么还是会哭泣？

为什么一定要遗忘？
为什么还是会思念？

为什么一定要是你？
为什么还是会想你。

[ 迷宫般的城市，听不到呼唤，
找不到方向。］
向左走 . 向右走／几米。

Sociopathology.

Stumbled upon this from another blog. Tried it and here's what I am…

You Are 20% Sociopath

You're empathetic, loyal, and introspective. In other words, there's no way you're a sociopath... but you can spot one pretty easily!

Are You A Sociopath?

[ i thought i may have a personality disorder, looks like i'm just fine :P ]

Please Don't Tell Her.

one of my fav currently..listen & listen :)

by Jason Mraz.

等待。

是在美丽的恍惚中　～遇见未来。
是在静态的思考中　～重温旧梦。
是在优雅的蹉跎中　～牺牲眼前。

值得。不值得。
且在等待中细细琢磨…

等 等 等 等。


[ 时光悄悄溜进时间的长廊，多少年华渐渐老去。]

茶道。

日前去了江南一趟，短暂的逗留无锡，在那儿购买了一副紫砂壶。一向来都较喜欢饮用咖啡多于茶的我，其实也一直都很想学习着去欣赏及品味喝茶的艺术。毕竟除了是门艺术之外品茶也是种精神享受，还有不同的茶也带有不同的益处和疗效。正好之前也在苏州买了几款名茶试喝，游客心态的我便轻易地对这副绿色小巧的“水上漂”心动。老妈问我几时来的这般雅兴，我想我只能说我是个喜欢制造一些生活情趣的人。或是维持热诚、或是陶冶性情，反正生活是应该拿来享受的嘛。
现在是星期天晚上九点钟，边写博客边用我的‘个人式’“水上漂”品尝着“兰贵人”。傍晚下过雨，天是凉凉的，喝着茶想像着诗情画意。哎，生活如此写意，也难怪身材不断逐日向横发展咯！

[ 端午吃粽子，记得多喝茶！]

想。什么？

懒洋洋的下午
一个人躺在沙发上
望着电视闪烁的萤幕
就是没人了解我此刻的心情

天快要下雨了
许多人忙找地方躲
望着被雨淋湿的街头
始终不见有张熟悉的脸孔
懂我在想什么

想你在每个漫无目的空气
有没有你的气息
是不是快乐的时候
你的梦才有和你的梦

想你在每个反覆不停的水滴
有没有你的情绪
是不是寂寞的时候
才会哭着想你



[ 想你在～每个漫无目的的空气。]


专辑：Bye Bye 童年
词：林子强，Pepsi Beast
曲：光良

天天。

又是雨天～
喝冻咖啡
拌碎冰沙。
夜晚白天～
站着睡觉
醒着做梦。
浪费几天～
想着惦着
忘了算了。
等星期天～
晒晒太阳
出走放逐。
一天一天～
梦想现实
越拉越远。
再等几天～
冰山融化
雨过天晴。









[ 雨天 昨天今天。晴天 明天。。]

定期逃亡。

东海岸的周末早晨，
一个人骑着脚踏车行驶在无人偏僻的段落。
路很宽，风很凉，阳光很温和。心情～超棒！
真的是习惯独处，喜欢孤单。心想～怎么办？
这时看到了一辆即将降落的JetStar客机低空飞过蔚蓝色的晴空，
我的心情更随之攀升到了沸点。
兴奋～除了旅行没什么能再让我如此兴奋。
糟了，我想我是患上了定期逃亡症。
假设性失踪的狂想真好。
骗骗自己。真好。

[ 平凡无奇的生活需要为它设计一场疯狂的逃亡历险记。］

我爱台北。

从学生时代就很向往，可能因为自己一向来热衷华文与美术设计，而台湾总出产着最大量、结合了两项的书籍等，让我深深地陶醉在那美丽文字与精美设计的结合。（虽然现在中国的图书更是精美且多姿多彩，但毕竟先入为主嘛！）
喜爱台湾的原因当然不仅如此。我们这里因为毕竟是以英语为第一语文，我门所吸收的中文方面的资讯，除了国产的一部分，绝大多数都来自台湾。尤其是十几年前，台湾文化一直都影响着我们。

台北给我的感觉就非常亲切且让我向往。总觉的那里充满了现代感的文艺气息，很重生活品质，或许不是整个城市都如此，但台北绝对带有东方墨尔本的味道！一样都是我到过且非常喜爱的地方。:)

阔别几年，穷小姐我终于要再来一趟台北游游荡荡了！

喜爱台北的红绿灯，夜市，林林总总的晴调咖啡座，不打烊的诚品书局，走不完的敦南书街，超棒的食品包装，贩卖许多美味便当的便利店，富有特色的九份，逛不厌的玫瑰唱片行，热闹的西门町，乡土味浓的淡水，养眼的小男生！，吃不完的台湾小吃，很哈日的生活情调…天啊！我太上瘾了！

希望今年这一趟能有更多精彩的新发现。但我可以确定的是，必定会象上一趟满载而归，买得太开心了！( 要努力做工存钱咯! )

[ 这个台北暑假有我的份! :D ]











[ 好好吃的大饼包小饼！]

好日子。

3月25日，好朋友结婚去了！
衷心祝福这对新人，双J恋开花了！:D














































[ 我喜欢这2张照片，我'拍'的，嘻嘻！:P ]

出发.

就这样，我们又过了一个季度…


用出走来逃避，用逃避去出走…


















[ 出发了！―― 从心。]

我忘掉了。

悲伤好象是一种我忘掉了的本能表情。

[ 失去负面的本能，我应该庆幸或着急？]

爱情有什么道理。

爱情，应该是所有人类都需要的。又或者是，我们都渴望拥有的吧？
那些传说中爱情的魔力是真的吗？我想是吧。那种甜蜜的幸福，恋爱的人都争着说他们最懂吧！
我承认我也渴望爱情。越勇敢的人越需要被疼惜、那不断掩饰的脆弱最需要有人懂得。
说出来的期待，也只是对自己诚实罢了。
爱情，不需要同情、不可以施舍、不能暂借、不能假装、不得勉强、不必抱歉，我懂。
张艾嘉好多好多年前就唱道：其实一个人的生活也不算太坏　偶尔有些小小的悲哀　我想别人也看不出来　即使孤单会使我伤怀　也会试着让自己想得开…
真的，爱情究竟有什么道理，我真的不知到，只知道歌里所唱的真的很有道理。

如果每个人都有一次幸福的机会，我还是愿意去相信。只要不是错过了，我依然相信爱情总有一天会降临 :)

爱情，对我而言应该是在两个人的世界里分享和成长吧？当然，爱情是magic.　哈！我又疯了。

[ 第二十五个与我无关的情人节来临之际，預祝依然没有情人的自己开心漂亮！]

期待。

新的一年才开始，我们总是有借口允许自己去期待。
过去一年没做的、做不好的、来不及的、忘记的、遗憾的、抱歉的、后悔的、可惜的、惭愧的、错过的、不甘心的、无能为力的，
或许都能随着新的一年的到来而赋予多一次的机会？
我好笑的这样想，其实说来说去不过是再一次寻找能自我安慰和鼓励自己的理由。
旧年累赘了太多沉重的包袱，难免须要多一次从新出发的机会。

期待快乐　期待健康　期待充实　期待变瘦　期待漂亮　期待积极　期待财富　期待智慧　期待旅游　期待享乐　期待爱情…
再不切实际，也要贪心地好好一次过给自己期待一段美丽人生。

[ 期待　幸福。]

3:00am。

凌晨三点钟，啊…疲惫。
不小心绕了远路，哎…想睡。

心情没有起伏不定，
就像外头的空气，沉着。

夜已深了，却惊讶四周并不寂静。
许多商店的门铺还是半拉的。
忽然记起年关将近了。
有点难以置信…
我们人总是输给了时间…

想起这首我曾钟爱的歌…想歌唱…

[ 你的心，为新的一年洗刷一番了吗？]



有些事情要绝望到底，才能看得懂…

一整夜。

星期六终於跑到kino买到了奶茶的新书！虽然去年底就听说了，可是直到最近才听到风声它的踪迹已再次出现！火速从架子上捉了就走…
喜欢奶茶的文字多于她的音乐，cd可以不买但书就非买不可。我不爱看太复杂或太扇情的东西，可能是因为性格单纯吧？haha！就爱看一些很生活、随性的散文随笔，最好是图文并茂。这次，我们看到了奶茶用镜头捕捉的一些画面，与文字相互结合…

累了一整天，终於在2am+爬上床，却突然想到刚买的书，就从包包里将它捞了出来。从小时候就很喜欢新书的味道，感觉太好了！可能你会以为刘若英写的尽是一些很感性甚至感伤的东西，其实不见得。这本书《我想跟你走》分成了4卷：我想跟你走，What A Wonderful Day, 永远不般家，和幸福的路。了解我的人可能知到我是个不管看什么书都喜欢从中间任何部分看起再随意跳到任何的一篇文章，完全没有次序可言，也就说明了为什么我看长篇小说总是又慢又痛苦 :P　刚巧我就把其中“What A Wonderful Day”和“永远不般家”的文章都读了，这两个部分的文章，前者好笑，后者感人温馨。难以想像，我一面看一面笑个不停，好久好久都不曾边看边笑了！作者用很幽默且细腻的笔触带出了许多你我绝对会有共鸣的小故事。应该这样说，我对奶茶的观点总是十分有同感，即使她写的是与我无关的事宜，但故事的背后所要表达的想法我都不得不会心一笑地点头赞同 :)

看得我的眼睛痛得都快睁不开了才发现已经快5点了！本来只是想临睡前翻一翻而以嘛…
把书放下，把灯关了，zzzz time!! -->明天还得早起!(??!)（真早，hahaha!!!)


[ 透過「文字」只為了尋找一種休戚與共的感覺，透過「攝影」只為尋找一份孤獨寧靜。]

There's this interesting blogging activity in conjunction with this book's promotion going on, take a look here :D ~ http://blog.yam.com/renee_liu

生日快乐。

后悔和遗憾之间的区别有时真让人搞不懂。
它们之间隔着一条模糊的界线。
在让后悔或遗憾发生之前，
重要的还是得靠自己去决定。
靠理智也好、凭冲动也罢，
做了决定就要勇敢坚守到底。

后悔和遗憾，有些时候只是自己心中的一把无形的尺，
无聊时测量出来的一些没必要的不平衡。
其实每件事的起起落落都有它的原因存在，
也都有值得我们去学习的部份。
有时候人类总是因为先天复杂的情感和思绪而一直被捆在一个框框里转圈圈。

眼光放长一些，这也未必是坏事。
注定的事，没什么遗憾不遗憾的。
用心做好自己的本份就好了。
即使是失败或失望，认真过就不该遗憾。

昨天是一位老朋友的快乐诞辰，因为他而让我联想到了以上的小领悟 :)

[ 祝福这位老朋友生日快乐！]

This is the first handmade gift I received from my nephew no.1 last year :D

习惯。

最近常常习惯到一位小朋友的博客去听他的心情故事。
他的文笔真的还蛮好的，总是细腻地述说着他生活当中的点滴。
当然，或多或少，我也在他的故中找到一些熟悉的情节。
未必有我自己的故事，但在不同的层面上成了我思绪里的一面反射镜。
说实在的，我的故事苍白得很。我的博客里总是记载着我不同时候的一些支离破碎和虚无飘渺的感觉。
有些一闪而过，有些是没由来的；有些是心情写照，有些可能是隐藏不了的心事小秘密。
就这样，我开始习惯了到这里来写写东西。
刚开始时，真的都不知到该写些什么。总觉得这样公开的自言自语很怪，想写的东西也扭扭捏捏。
真的很高兴现在都能自在的blog，尤其是做到了之前设定了要以中文来书写的希望。
高兴着自己找回了10几年前的喜好，能象从前那样快乐的把想到的、感觉到的、有的没的，通通写下来。

人与事永远都在改变。
都是同样的事，只是换个模式，习惯就好了。
无可奈何的是，不管你肯不肯，习惯就好了。

[ 耐心的重复着一项坚持，才能成为习惯。习惯是要靠努力的。]

回返安静。

是我说的，要用释怀去呼吸挫折后的领悟。

我懂的，无能为力是我不切实际的执著。
不懂的，也会漸漸被这陌生的城市遗忘。

回返安静，走进了熟悉的世界。
每个背影，都说着动人的故事。
每段故事，我都看不清理不懂。
置身在外的旁观者，哪里会懂？

释怀，不是放弃，是接受，懂吗？


[ 祝福了。]

给散场的雨季。

别消极的看每一件事情

星期天

快乐一点喔

大声的唱歌可以快乐喔


[ 摘自奶茶手记 ]

My Sleepy Daze.

These days have been wet & cold, ...and sleepy. *yawns*
On a good note, I'm finally able to save some $ off the electricity bill!!
On the flip side, think i'm getting more & more dependent on caffeine again..
Drank a lot during my schooling years, esp. in secondary school where I always study till the wee hours.
The desired effectiveness of caffeine is questionable, but the undesired effects of coffee is evident, as reflected on my set of yellowing pearls that is! :D
I remember there's one period of time i was doing this silly thing of drinking hot coffee from a straw out of a regular mug right at home.
Tedious.
Never like to tapow hot drinks in plastic bags from coffee shops yet 'stealing' their idea.
Somewhere along the way, I drank lesser and lesser. I dun have to have
a cup each morning but its kinda habitual on days that I work. (so that i can walk to & fro the pantry & laze for two minutes per trip! :D)
I swear I suffered from withdrawal symptoms when I was trying to abstain from coffee.
OH no... I sense that my addiction is coming back... The habitual act is seen multiplying...

[ I thot i'm supposed to kick one bad addiction for the new year? ]


I'm picking up one immediately!!



Delicious
nescafe
dinosaur
from
Mr Teh Tarik!!

又是雨季。

大雨连棉不断，
从除夕下午至元旦，
几乎是不曾间断过。
赶走了之前酷热的气候，
带来的些许凉意，
正好也把过去一年的种种不如意洗涤一番。
会心一笑，真的很期盼新一年的降临，
必定有个如雨后春笋的美好开始。

也许是累坏了，
在雨中穿过了无数灰暗的街，
穿在脚下的帆布鞋湿透了令我直发抖。
天空再不转晴，眼看心情就快也被乌云吞食。
找不到可取暖的避风港，
大雨始终疯狂的落下，
不知是否浇灭了多少跨年狂欢者沸腾的心。
就这样，我们挥别了二００五。


我默默期待着雨后放晴。

[ 但愿这场大雨能带给我无限生命的力量，再战二００六。]

不要忘记。

我开始了解，记忆是不会随着时间的流失而退色或遗失的。
时间越久，它便埋得越深，跟随你也就越久…

由其是那些美丽的…
甜甜，却也涩涩的…

[ 今年，你也和我一样，为自己的人生收集了美丽的记忆吗？］

Are We Sick?

According to the latest survey findings on Asia's annoyances study, we surprisingly rank right at the bottom amongst 8 other Asian countries! Which means among all countries being survey, our people are the least likely to flare up or show our annoyances in public.
Another surprise, the land of a thousand smiles actually came in top! Such an irony.. But come to think of it, doesn't it also says that we Singaporeans like to suppress our feelings, to the extent of detrimenting our mental and emotional health?
And it is not without proof, we do have a very high rate of teenagers succumbing to depression and seeking counselling help in yet another survey. Hmm.. not a good news at all. Are we actually sick?

[ Wish one and all good health mentally & physically in 2006! ]

The Emotion Quotient.

High EQ?! Horror!

i dun think so, I rather chose to believe I have a much higher IQ than EQ..
Took the official IQ test before and I scored 117 points. I scored pretty decent for my intelligence.
EQ-wise, I suppose i would score miserably. Being someone who feels happy and sad so easily, cries when happy or touched, I often allow the drama & comedy of those around me and even total strangers get to me. As such, can I still have an high EQ? Well maybe I do. Being mature at a premature age of 10, I have always been aware of my weakness since a kiddo. I could have unconsciously strived to keep my swaying emotions in check. Have I become cold & distant in the process? I hope not. I am warm & wacky down inside, but cool & collected on the facade. Oh and I do admit I can survive happily in silence & solitude for a prolonged period. I'm typically a pisces, am I not? :P
I have side-tracked. Well EQ, I don't mind not to do very well in this area. Laugh & cry without restraint. Show the angst when you have it boiling inside. Life is simpler this way. Oh my, I dun really have much emotions to display really..

I will try the EQ test soon!




[ Come 2006, I will continue to suscribe to my own brand of ciieliness :) ]


Feb28 Update:
Ha i received this email from the site that i took the IQ test exactly a year ago to review my results...ohh...my score was actually 126 at that time..& i was classified as an Inspired Inventor! phew...my job is one of the recommended few for my intelligence type :D
http://web.tickle.com/tests/uiq/paidresult.jsp

爱缺。

说到爱人与被爱之间，
朋友说：
“亲情永远比爱情来得踏实些，
可是要等爱情升华成亲情，
那是需要多少在一起的时间和经历
才能到得了的。”
我完全同意。
我在想：
“不知道这辈子等得到吗？”
但我又说了：
“anyway, 我选择去爱人。
曾经读过：
一个人过完一生，有什么不可以？！
但是，要爱过哟！
如果被爱是种奢侈的等待，
何不好好去爱？"
谈何容易？
先去爱人然后得以被爱，
幸福美满。
爱了半生却不被爱，
谁能说是无所谓？
都说只有父母给予子女的爱是unconditional love.
爱人与被爱本来就是一辈子得学习的一门学问。

[ 又一年了，我们该认真学习了吧？]

花开了。

“ 身为一道彩虹，
尽全力也要换你一些笑容。”
不管雨再滂沱，
有些事情，不必人懂，
只要你懂。

[ 花开了吗？]

第3篇。

用感激去证明无知中的无悔。
用成全去遗忘曾哭泣的天空。
用时间去灌溉再出发的决心。
用坚持去兑现不放弃的追逐。
用喜悦去期待生命中的下道彩虹。

[ 希望，是在最绝望时的唯一曙光。]

The Happy Loser.

Being awfully mortal, I have been either an avid procrastinator or I sometimes chose to be lazy even when I have a little bit of time, using tiredness as the lame'ol excuse. It takes a huge dose of pills at a critical time of the year to wake me up to my senses that I ought to gather my so called zest & energy that should rightfully belong to an average 25year old 'YOUNG LASS', even if I've always deemed myself less than average.
Being sick made me feel tired, lazy, stupid, slow, useless, breathless, old, weak and numb. During those days, I started to dread each day as I began to feel my life is getting pointless and aimless. I don't know what I should put my focal point on. I felt anxious and at the same time not doing anything to remedy. I felt miserable as I knew I'm expressionless. I was disconnected from myself. Very well that this was not the first time my life is hitting the rocks and I knew exactly how to rescue myself at the end of the ordeal.
Unfortunately there's no short cut and I just have to go through the motion and pray for myself that the bottom is near in order to start emerging. I can't say this is another crisis of mine, just a mini adventure at the close of another year. ")
Over my 20 years of experience in this area, I think I am quite a good self-taught aunt agony by now. :P The 'pros & the gurus' usually will tell you to fill your life with all sorts of activities whenever a patient says he feels lost. But depending on the degree of lost, I think that is sometimes a distraction or even a confusion and not a solution. At least personally, now. I have enuff things on my plate, trvial ones they may be but who says it takes passing your driving, losing 10kilos, earning a new cert, switching to a new job, promoted to house owner, being ATTACheD or other milestones-lookalike to qualify being happy and meaningful in life?
Happiness is a state of mind. I know I'm typically one who weighs myself with too much expectations and unduly worries. But I know equally well too that for myself, being on time for work, knocking off before sunset, finishing up on my spring cleaning, finishing my half-read books and having something to smile at everyday, be it something, someone, a thought, an image, a joke, a conversation, a flower or a compliment, are counted as achievements, which I'm still working at. No doubt I'm not an ambitious person, please don't mistook a dreamer as a non-serious being. Some people are meant for something BIG in their lives, but not all. Being a late-bloomer for all things in life, I am content with taking life in my own pace as long as I can continually battle the stresses from outside that periodically puts me down. It does sound sad that I have to go thru the cycles of sinking, drowning, hitting, bouncing and lifting again and again infinitely. But if thats my life lesson I have to take I will accept and get on with it. It doesn't mean I'm resigning to fate. Fight only when there's a reason to fight for. I don't believe in winning every race. Learn to be a happy loser ;)

[ I am a fish. I sink. I drown. I hit. I bounce. I lift. I'm sad 100%…then happy again. 200% ]

Take It Out Under the Sun.

Time: 6.01pm.
Location: Bedroom Huge Desk Facing the Window.
Activity: Finger Workout on my STATIONCIIE*.
Mood: Irritably Excitable.
Energy Tank: Two Third Full.

Dear Journal,
I've been in between illnesses for the past 3 weeks and I've been out of sorts, sort of.
OH dear, I've been filling pages of you with gloomy tales and even have the cheek to submit some of them to meet my BLOG deadlines. Everywhere is splattered with black and grey and murky blue, can't stand it! Why did you allow me that?! Ok, nvm.
Guess what? Today I'm back so early! So rare to still see the sun when I reached home. And I mean evening sun. Afternoon sun usually means I'm off prematurely with a certificate from the sinseh, so no thanks. Anyway I always love sUnrise & sUnset.
Albeit a little tired after my long battle of 'designer against advertiser', my spirits just soared when I saw the playful sunshine playing with the shadows of the trees and everything! So excited I just have to take my camera out! Hey, just downstairs my flats can have nice things to capture too. Flowering tree in full bloom - fuschia set against the orchery painted wall all illuminated to a vibrant shade. So happy, on my usual work&home route, I've taken too much of lonely street lamps. :)

[ Tangible or intangible, always good to take them all out under the sun once in a while. As long as its not going to give me sun burnts, I love sunshiine. :) ]

Dinner Time ~Yaay!!

雨季。

岁末。雨季。
十二月的天，
忽明忽暗。
有时忽冷忽热。
大部分的时间，
空气都是潮湿的。
多么愚昧的季节。
画上休止符时，
最后的记忆是
遗忘。

[ 雨，怎么
越下越大… ］

Seek.

... to be inspired again.

There are times in life when I'm just lost.
Lost of words to feel, to reason, to think.
not even to fantasize, to imagine, to dream.
And now is perhaps the time.
Turmoil within the calm? I'm not sure.
I had so much that i wanted to express but I soon realised I've lost every bit of imagination I've got.
My brain & my mouth & my limbs are not in sync.
These days, or perhaps weeks of being ill, I tried to line my thoughts up but in vain.
The problem is, I could not focus. Must be the pills, I managed to reason.
They are dulling me.
They are wearing me away.
God, where is the real me hiding?
I cannot tolerate the colours desaturating around me,
and the flavours dissolving in all the dishes that I taste.


These days will end soon isn't it?
~10dec'05~

[ Senses are finally recovering! I will get well soon. ]

The Sky is PINK.

夜深了，
突然下起了大雨。
夜空呈现粉红色。
有一种既哀伤又美丽的姿态。
我舍不得睡，
躺在床上静静地观察。
划过天际的闪电像聚光灯般，
拍摄着我苍白的表情。
一幕一幕…

[ 我已记不清终点在哪里。]

Funny MV.

HAHAHA..
Just for LAUGHS :P



[ Enjoy like I did :D ]

第2篇。

用快乐去放逐已超载的忧郁。
用梦想去接近看不见的未来。
用执著去等待会微笑的幸福。
用付出去累赘一辈子的智慧。
用勇气去征服生命里的无尽黑夜。

[ 黑夜过后，期待温暖的朝阳升起。]

第1篇。

用耐心去欣赏看得见的认真。
用言语去触摸想像中的浪漫。
用专注去聆听被隐藏的悸动。
用释怀去呼吸挫折后的领悟。
用过程去品尝生命里的百感交集。

[ 遗憾，是一种缺陷美。］

快乐。快乐？

有些感觉，放在心里就好，也会很开心。

也许，有人分享喜悦能让快乐加倍，
但不是所有快乐的事都须要别人的肯定.

周围总是太吵杂，人心总是太复杂。

我真希望能永远不被打扰我心中的一片宁。

为此，我开始自私的收藏起快乐，
决心要好好维护简单的快乐。


[ 不须要别人认同的快乐，才是真正的快乐。]




你快乐吗？

23:59

23:59 ~ before sunrise, after sunset. night is mysterious..

[ between white & black, which would you choose? or would you rather opt for grey? ]

快乐。鱼

无聊的时候，有些孤单却又不许哭，只好微笑着拥抱蓝天。高唱：我是快乐的鱼！
天，顿时就放晴了。：）

untitled.

life exists in many forms..its a phenomenon to each who live. mine is a strange one.. the further i ran, or so i thot, the more trapped i was..in the same old spot. did i have a chain around me? im not struggling yet i cant move. i dun care what god plans for me, i have no faith..

Bitter-Sweet.

chocolates, some like it bitter-sweet, its like getting lost on ur way home..the taste is plentiful in every bite (step of the way)...discover is the hint, savour is the key.

恨情歌?

为了要讨好你欢心 我经常忘记我自己
感情是件疯狂的事 多了并不见得好
我不能随便我自己 快乐轻声地歌唱
都说你爱听情歌 来分担你心中的苦
不要像顽皮的孩子 老说为我唱情歌
常常我一个人在夜里 担心迷失我自己
而原来我是一个爱四处游荡的人
如果有那么一天我停住了 你是否就离开我
于是我叫我自己恨情歌 假装我不在乎
或者我不再去讨你欢心 我喜欢这样的自己
于是我叫我自己恨情歌 假装我不在乎
也许你从来都没有说过 是我想得太多
而原来我是一个爱四处游荡的人
都说你爱听情歌 来分担你心中的苦



懒洋洋的下午，心情－晴。
脚下踩着拖鞋，我走到了这里，
想到了一些…
笑了笑…

[ 感情是件疯狂的事　 我经常忘记我自己 ]