四年的大学生涯不知不觉已快要结束了。离别在际，一个特别的朋友寄了一篇满有意思的文章给我，他希望我把这篇他已收藏了半个世纪的文章公之于世。现在就让我们来看看，这一则文章的内容有多“巴必”！
送给所有即将离开校园的朋友。 当一个人不能再拥有时，他所能做的就是不要忘记。
1. 在夏夜的雨水里，大声地喊一次那个你想过多次人的名字。不要怕你的声音过大，惊醒N 多梦中人。 （再不喊，恐怕没有多少机会了吧？XXX~~~~~）
2. 一定要对你喜欢的女生(男生)，很认真地告诉她(他)，我爱过你！ （这一句绝对值的深思。）
3. 在一个太阳还没有升起来的早晨，去操场跑一次步,，和那些生猛的大一新生们比较一下懒觉睡多了后体力上的差距。（回想起我大一时的所持有的 spirit，现在只有感叹不如的份儿。。。）
4. 在校园里，假如有山，请记得再爬一次， 假如有水，请记得再游一次。 （就让我们旧地重游，不论回忆是快乐或反之，都是值得重温的，不是吗？）
5. 即使从不喝酒，你也一定要认真地醉一次。 （记得不久前一个不爱喝酒的猪头向我说了同样的一句话。其实我真的好期待他醉酒的一幕，平时看似乖乖的他，另外一面到底是什么德性？嘻嘻。。)
6. 很认真地穿一次西装(套装)，看看自己和4年前，变化的地方在哪里？ （除了漂亮了，昔日的风采依然不变，那就是我！）
7. 和你一起睡了4年的床，一定要记得和它合一张影。（基本上我睡上的床不到一年就换新主人了，我想念它，它可不想念我呢！哼！）
8. 花一个下午的时候，认真地整理一次自己的书箱， 哪些是可以留的，哪些是不要了的在某本书里，是不是看见了一张陌生已久的纸条，或者是某人的名字？（纸条倒没有，别人的字迹却一大箩，全是 assignment, lab report 的答案 copy... :">）
9. 男生整理衣柜的时候，记得把你的球衣送给你的学弟，CD送给学妹，游戏碟记得自己带走。（有谁要送我CD？来者不拒！）
10. 记得留下每一个你觉得应该是朋友的联系方法，然后把你的新单位的电话给他们。（四海为家，电邮通讯最好不过了。）
11. 终于要走了，再剪一次发，让自己崭崭新新地离开， 然后，崭崭新新地开始。（回忆依然长存。）
12. 尽可能地送每一个你能送的同学，你要明白，他们是你4年的同学，他们中的某人，也许是你最后一次能见到的人。 （就当今天是你活在世上的最后一天，对他们说出你藏在心里许久的话吧。）
骊歌高颂，我祝所有我认识与不认识的毕业生，一路顺风，锦绣前程。
Thursday, March 24, 2005
Sunday, March 13, 2005
Final Year Project
The due date of the final year project is approaching. Though I have nothing to do with it, I am still deeply concerned about it, because most of my friends are still struggling courageously to the bitter end. Some of them are like turbo-charged cheetah moving in allegro, and in contrary some of them are like sluggish snail moving inch-by-inch in a leisurely manner. No matter what, both parties are heading the same direction, which is the date of submission, with their completion of their best ability in hand.
To anyone who is still enduring the tortures of their bloody projects, be sturdy in face of the difficulties. Sorry for being so wordy but yet I still have to say these:
- drink more (plenty of) water;
- eat less rubbish (especially Mr WWP);
- stop for a breather whenever it's possible.
Try to think of how the sun shines after the rain, everything will be still as fine as ever. :)
To anyone who is still enduring the tortures of their bloody projects, be sturdy in face of the difficulties. Sorry for being so wordy but yet I still have to say these:
- drink more (plenty of) water;
- eat less rubbish (especially Mr WWP);
- stop for a breather whenever it's possible.
Try to think of how the sun shines after the rain, everything will be still as fine as ever. :)
Thursday, February 17, 2005
献给你
我们每一个人都是被有条件地爱着，也是有条件地爱着别人。
既然知道世上没有无条件的爱，我们更不应该心灰意冷，
我们应该努力使自己更具备条件去爱，
同时也该学习忘记一些条件去爱一个人。
有时候，必须有前面的苦心经营，才有后面的偶然相遇。
不到最后一刻，千万别放弃。
最后得到的好东西，不是幸运。
喜欢上你，不需要任何理由。
既然喜欢上了，感觉就是理由。
就让我被思念折磨，在思念你的日子里做一头可怜的流浪狗。
既然知道世上没有无条件的爱，我们更不应该心灰意冷，
我们应该努力使自己更具备条件去爱，
同时也该学习忘记一些条件去爱一个人。
有时候，必须有前面的苦心经营，才有后面的偶然相遇。
不到最后一刻，千万别放弃。
最后得到的好东西，不是幸运。
喜欢上你，不需要任何理由。
既然喜欢上了，感觉就是理由。
就让我被思念折磨，在思念你的日子里做一头可怜的流浪狗。
Wednesday, February 16, 2005
Carry me out in your arms
On my wedding day, I carried my wife in my arms. The bridal car stopped in front of our one-room flat. My buddies insisted that I carry her out of the car in my arms. So I carried her into our home. She was then plump and shy. I was a strong and happy bridegroom.
This was the scene of ten years ago.
The following days were as simple as a cup of pure water: we had a kid,I went into business and tried to make more money. When the assets were steadily increasing, the affections between us seemed to ebb. She was a civil servant. Every morning we left home together and got home almost at the same time. Our kid was studying in a boarding school.
Our marriage life seemed to be enviably happy. But the calm life wasmore likely to be affected by unpredictable changes.
Dew came into my life.
It was a sunny day. I stood on a spacious balcony. Dew hugged me from behind. My heart once again was immersed in her stream of love. This was the apartment I bought for her.
Dew said, "You are the kind of man who best draws girls' eyeballs. Her words suddenly reminded me of my wife. When we just married, my wife said, "Men like you, once successful, will be very attractive to girls."Thinking of this, I became somewhat hesitant. I knew I had betrayed my wife. But I couldn't help doing so.
I moved Dew's hands aside and said," You go to select some furniture,O.K.? I've got something to do in the company." Obviously she was unhappy, because I had promised her to go and see with her. At the moment, the idea of divorce became clearer in my mind although it used to be something impossible to me.
However, I found it rather difficult to tell my wife about it. No matter how mildly I mentioned it to her, she would be deeply hurt. Honestly, she was a good wife. Every evening she was busy preparing dinner. I was sitting in front of the TV. The dinner was ready soon. Then we watched TV together. Or, I was lounging before the computer, visualizing Dew's body. This was the means of my entertainment.
One day I said to her in a slight joking way, "suppose we divorce, what will you do?" She stared at me for a few seconds without a word.Apparently she believed that 'divorce' was something too far away fromher. I couldn't imagine how she would react once she got to know I was serious.
When my wife went to my office, Dew had just stepped out. Almost all the staff looked at my wife with a sympathetic eye and tried to hide something while talking with her. She seemed to have got some hint. She gently smiled at my subordinates. But I read some hurt in her eyes.
Once again, Dew said to me, "He Ning, divorce her, O.K.? Then we live together." I nodded. I knew I could not hesitate any more.
When my wife served the last dish, I held her hand. "I've got somethingto tell you,"I said.
She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes. Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. "I want to divorce." I raised a serious topic calmly.
She didn't seem to be much annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, "why?". "I'm serious." I avoided her question. This so-called answer turned her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, "you are not a man!".
At that night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer, because my heart had gone to Dew.
With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company. She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. I felt a pain in my heart.The woman who had been living ten years with me would become a stranger one day. But I could not take back what I had said.
Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expectedto see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer.
A late night, I came back home after entertaining my clients. I saw her writing something at the table. I fell asleep fast. When I woke up, I found she was still there. I turned over and was asleep again.
She brought up her divorce conditions: she didn't want anything from me,but I was supposed to give her one month's time before divorce, and in the month's time we must live as normal life as possible. Her reason was simple: our son would finish his summer vacation a month later and she didn't want him to see our marriage was broken.
She passed me the agreement she drafted, and then asked me, "He Ning, do you still remember how I entered our bridal room on the wedding day?"This question suddenly brought back all those wonderful memories to me. I nodded and said, "I remember". "You carried me in your arms", she continued, "so, I have a requirement, that is, you carry me out in your arms on the day when we divorce. From now to the end of this month, you must carry me out from the bedroom to the door every morning."
I accepted with a smile. I knew she missed those sweet days and wished to end her marriage with a romantic form.I told Dew about my wife's divorce conditions. She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. "No matter what tricks she does, she has to face the result of divorce," she said scornfully. Her words more or less made me feel uncomfortable.
My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. We even treated each other as a stranger. So when I carried her out for the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, "daddy is holding mummy in his arms." His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly, "Let us start from today, don't tell our son."I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for bus, I drove to office.
On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. We were so close that I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn't looked at this intimate woman carefully for along time. I found she was not young any more. There were some fine wrinkles on her face.
On the third day, she whispered to me, "The outside garden is beingdemolished. Be careful when you pass there."
On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I seemed to feel that we were still an intimate couple and I was holding my sweetheart in my arms. The visualization of Dew became vaguer.
On the fifth and sixth day, she kept reminding me something, such as,where she put the ironed shirts, I should be careful while cooking, etc. I nodded. The sense of intimacy was even stronger.
I didn't tell Dew about this.
I felt it was easier to carry her. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger. I said to her, "It seems not difficult to carry you now."She was picking her dresses. I was waiting to carry her out. She tried quite a few but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, "All my dresses have grown fatter." I smiled. But I suddenly realized that it was because she was thinner that I could carry her more easily, not because I was stronger. I knew she had buried all the bitterness in her heart. Again, I felt a sense of pain. Subconsciously I reached out a hand to touch her head.
Our son came in at the moment. "Dad, it's time to carry mum out." He said. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had been an essential part of his life. She gestured our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face because I was afraid I would change my mind at the last minute. I held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly, as if we came back to our wedding day. But her much lighter weight made me sad.
On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step.Our son had gone to school. She said, "Actually I hope you will hold mein your arms until we are old."
I held her tightly and said, "Both you and I didn't notice that our life was lack of such intimacy."
I jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my decision. I walked upstairs. Dew opened the door. I said to her, "Sorry, Dew, I won't divorce. I'm serious."
She looked at me, astonished. The she touched my forehead. "You got no fever." She said. I moved her hand off my head. "Sorry, Dew," I said, "I can only say sorry to you, I won't divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn't value the details of life, not because we didn't love each other any more. Now I understand that since I carried her into the home, she gave birth to our child, I am supposed to hold her until I am old. So I have to say sorry to you."
Dew seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into cry. I walked downstairs and drove to the office.
When I passed the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet for my wife which was her favorite. The salesgirl asked me to write the greeting words on the card. I smiled and wrote, "I'll carry you out every morning until we are old."
Time is too slow for those who wait;
Too swift for those who fear;
Too long for those who grieve;
Too short for those who rejoice;
But for those who love, time is eternity...
Happy belated Valentine's day.
This was the scene of ten years ago.
The following days were as simple as a cup of pure water: we had a kid,I went into business and tried to make more money. When the assets were steadily increasing, the affections between us seemed to ebb. She was a civil servant. Every morning we left home together and got home almost at the same time. Our kid was studying in a boarding school.
Our marriage life seemed to be enviably happy. But the calm life wasmore likely to be affected by unpredictable changes.
Dew came into my life.
It was a sunny day. I stood on a spacious balcony. Dew hugged me from behind. My heart once again was immersed in her stream of love. This was the apartment I bought for her.
Dew said, "You are the kind of man who best draws girls' eyeballs. Her words suddenly reminded me of my wife. When we just married, my wife said, "Men like you, once successful, will be very attractive to girls."Thinking of this, I became somewhat hesitant. I knew I had betrayed my wife. But I couldn't help doing so.
I moved Dew's hands aside and said," You go to select some furniture,O.K.? I've got something to do in the company." Obviously she was unhappy, because I had promised her to go and see with her. At the moment, the idea of divorce became clearer in my mind although it used to be something impossible to me.
However, I found it rather difficult to tell my wife about it. No matter how mildly I mentioned it to her, she would be deeply hurt. Honestly, she was a good wife. Every evening she was busy preparing dinner. I was sitting in front of the TV. The dinner was ready soon. Then we watched TV together. Or, I was lounging before the computer, visualizing Dew's body. This was the means of my entertainment.
One day I said to her in a slight joking way, "suppose we divorce, what will you do?" She stared at me for a few seconds without a word.Apparently she believed that 'divorce' was something too far away fromher. I couldn't imagine how she would react once she got to know I was serious.
When my wife went to my office, Dew had just stepped out. Almost all the staff looked at my wife with a sympathetic eye and tried to hide something while talking with her. She seemed to have got some hint. She gently smiled at my subordinates. But I read some hurt in her eyes.
Once again, Dew said to me, "He Ning, divorce her, O.K.? Then we live together." I nodded. I knew I could not hesitate any more.
When my wife served the last dish, I held her hand. "I've got somethingto tell you,"I said.
She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes. Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. "I want to divorce." I raised a serious topic calmly.
She didn't seem to be much annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, "why?". "I'm serious." I avoided her question. This so-called answer turned her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, "you are not a man!".
At that night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer, because my heart had gone to Dew.
With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company. She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. I felt a pain in my heart.The woman who had been living ten years with me would become a stranger one day. But I could not take back what I had said.
Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expectedto see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer.
A late night, I came back home after entertaining my clients. I saw her writing something at the table. I fell asleep fast. When I woke up, I found she was still there. I turned over and was asleep again.
She brought up her divorce conditions: she didn't want anything from me,but I was supposed to give her one month's time before divorce, and in the month's time we must live as normal life as possible. Her reason was simple: our son would finish his summer vacation a month later and she didn't want him to see our marriage was broken.
She passed me the agreement she drafted, and then asked me, "He Ning, do you still remember how I entered our bridal room on the wedding day?"This question suddenly brought back all those wonderful memories to me. I nodded and said, "I remember". "You carried me in your arms", she continued, "so, I have a requirement, that is, you carry me out in your arms on the day when we divorce. From now to the end of this month, you must carry me out from the bedroom to the door every morning."
I accepted with a smile. I knew she missed those sweet days and wished to end her marriage with a romantic form.I told Dew about my wife's divorce conditions. She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. "No matter what tricks she does, she has to face the result of divorce," she said scornfully. Her words more or less made me feel uncomfortable.
My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. We even treated each other as a stranger. So when I carried her out for the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, "daddy is holding mummy in his arms." His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly, "Let us start from today, don't tell our son."I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for bus, I drove to office.
On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. We were so close that I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn't looked at this intimate woman carefully for along time. I found she was not young any more. There were some fine wrinkles on her face.
On the third day, she whispered to me, "The outside garden is beingdemolished. Be careful when you pass there."
On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I seemed to feel that we were still an intimate couple and I was holding my sweetheart in my arms. The visualization of Dew became vaguer.
On the fifth and sixth day, she kept reminding me something, such as,where she put the ironed shirts, I should be careful while cooking, etc. I nodded. The sense of intimacy was even stronger.
I didn't tell Dew about this.
I felt it was easier to carry her. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger. I said to her, "It seems not difficult to carry you now."She was picking her dresses. I was waiting to carry her out. She tried quite a few but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, "All my dresses have grown fatter." I smiled. But I suddenly realized that it was because she was thinner that I could carry her more easily, not because I was stronger. I knew she had buried all the bitterness in her heart. Again, I felt a sense of pain. Subconsciously I reached out a hand to touch her head.
Our son came in at the moment. "Dad, it's time to carry mum out." He said. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had been an essential part of his life. She gestured our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face because I was afraid I would change my mind at the last minute. I held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly, as if we came back to our wedding day. But her much lighter weight made me sad.
On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step.Our son had gone to school. She said, "Actually I hope you will hold mein your arms until we are old."
I held her tightly and said, "Both you and I didn't notice that our life was lack of such intimacy."
I jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my decision. I walked upstairs. Dew opened the door. I said to her, "Sorry, Dew, I won't divorce. I'm serious."
She looked at me, astonished. The she touched my forehead. "You got no fever." She said. I moved her hand off my head. "Sorry, Dew," I said, "I can only say sorry to you, I won't divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn't value the details of life, not because we didn't love each other any more. Now I understand that since I carried her into the home, she gave birth to our child, I am supposed to hold her until I am old. So I have to say sorry to you."
Dew seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into cry. I walked downstairs and drove to the office.
When I passed the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet for my wife which was her favorite. The salesgirl asked me to write the greeting words on the card. I smiled and wrote, "I'll carry you out every morning until we are old."
Time is too slow for those who wait;
Too swift for those who fear;
Too long for those who grieve;
Too short for those who rejoice;
But for those who love, time is eternity...
Happy belated Valentine's day.
Tuesday, February 15, 2005
A close friend of mine was asking me a question yesterday. He said, one fine day just before you fall asleep, try to think of this:
If today is your last day on earth, which means you are not going to wake up tomorrow, what comes to your mind first?
Before he continues with the next statement, someone just ran through my mind. Then he said, apart from your family members, the one you are thinking should be the one you really care of, and that person might play an important role in your life.
Perhaps he is right.
If today is your last day on earth, which means you are not going to wake up tomorrow, what comes to your mind first?
Before he continues with the next statement, someone just ran through my mind. Then he said, apart from your family members, the one you are thinking should be the one you really care of, and that person might play an important role in your life.
Perhaps he is right.
Tuesday, January 25, 2005
Second last day in KL
I will be leaving KL to Singapore this coming Thursday and will be spending approximately 2 weeks there until around day-5 of Chinese New Year. Before that I was so eager to leave because of the immunity against my current life in KL.. but I don't understand why, I am feeling quite heavy to leave right now, after spending my wonderful weekends in MMU. Should be utilising today in packing my luggage, but my backpack is still empty. :(
Anyway, I still have to go no matter what because the ticket is already bought. Just hope that everything can remain unchanged and I am not forgetten by anyone.
Anyway, I still have to go no matter what because the ticket is already bought. Just hope that everything can remain unchanged and I am not forgetten by anyone.
Friday, January 21, 2005
Monday, January 03, 2005
New Year Resolution
A friend of mine (he wanted his name to stay anonymously) suggested a self-check as a new year resolution, so after answering all those weird questions of his, I actually did a self-check for myself. He listed out a few weak points that I am having:
-not cute enough.
Ok.. this is a hard one. I am not cute at all in default. But he was just comparing me with someone ma.. so I just assume that I am cute in others' eyes. No change is needed.
-too bold for a lady.
I admit sometimes I reacted boldly but it was just because of the timidity of those people around me. Am I too good to always trouble myself in making decisions for them? So I guess it's good to keep up my boldness. No change is needed.
- quite 'nan kang' (cantonese)
Ok.. I am not sweet and I am way too spicy... that's why he said I am not eatable. This statement actually hit me badly on my head and I never knew that I am that 'nan kang'. No wonder till now still 'mou yan hao' la.. Okok.. really need improvement on this. I guess tomorrow I will go and buy a few dozens of honey and apply on my body. Like that eatable le kua?
After the three weak points he stated, I actually ended this topic because I think I can accept strikes no more. 23 years being the person I am now, is it possible to change my personality just like that? Man.. I am just a human who is inhaling the same amount of oxygen as you are. So people, please stop digging other's weak points and start appreciating the specialties of every single creature.
-not cute enough.
Ok.. this is a hard one. I am not cute at all in default. But he was just comparing me with someone ma.. so I just assume that I am cute in others' eyes. No change is needed.
-too bold for a lady.
I admit sometimes I reacted boldly but it was just because of the timidity of those people around me. Am I too good to always trouble myself in making decisions for them? So I guess it's good to keep up my boldness. No change is needed.
- quite 'nan kang' (cantonese)
Ok.. I am not sweet and I am way too spicy... that's why he said I am not eatable. This statement actually hit me badly on my head and I never knew that I am that 'nan kang'. No wonder till now still 'mou yan hao' la.. Okok.. really need improvement on this. I guess tomorrow I will go and buy a few dozens of honey and apply on my body. Like that eatable le kua?
After the three weak points he stated, I actually ended this topic because I think I can accept strikes no more. 23 years being the person I am now, is it possible to change my personality just like that? Man.. I am just a human who is inhaling the same amount of oxygen as you are. So people, please stop digging other's weak points and start appreciating the specialties of every single creature.
Friday, December 31, 2004
美丽的记忆
夏天的风
吹在蓝色的海上
白色的云
随着风自在地飘逸
我
躺在绵绵的百云上
听着鲸鱼的呼吸
看着海鸥飞过
这一幕
让我想起童年的笑声
其实
每一个大人心里
都住着一个小孩
只要静静地听
就会找到
那最自在，纯真，平静的自己
Free your soul...
自由的心
才有真实的爱
爱是一种探险
等待对方付出，不如自己先去实践
爱是一种自由
可以在任何时间进出心门，没有阻碍
爱是一种满足
在一起的时候，不说话也很自在
爱是一种欢迎
当非同类出现时，大方地邀请他加入
爱是一种魔法
在真实的空间里，还有梦存在的地方
原文源自：Nelly
献给特别的他。
认识他时，彼此如此纯朴真实
想起了他就想起了我纯真的童年
一切有他的记忆，仍然如此美丽。
吹在蓝色的海上
白色的云
随着风自在地飘逸
我
躺在绵绵的百云上
听着鲸鱼的呼吸
看着海鸥飞过
这一幕
让我想起童年的笑声
其实
每一个大人心里
都住着一个小孩
只要静静地听
就会找到
那最自在，纯真，平静的自己
Free your soul...
自由的心
才有真实的爱
爱是一种探险
等待对方付出，不如自己先去实践
爱是一种自由
可以在任何时间进出心门，没有阻碍
爱是一种满足
在一起的时候，不说话也很自在
爱是一种欢迎
当非同类出现时，大方地邀请他加入
爱是一种魔法
在真实的空间里，还有梦存在的地方
原文源自：Nelly
献给特别的他。
认识他时，彼此如此纯朴真实
想起了他就想起了我纯真的童年
一切有他的记忆，仍然如此美丽。
Monday, December 20, 2004
Brand-new me
When I decided to be a brand-new me starting from today, I actually received the horoscope of Tuesday which says:
Try something totally new -- hit a new club, try online dating if you haven't yet or just speak to that hot stranger down at the mall. Novelty will get you where you want to go.
Even the constellation wants me to have something new. I am now looking forward for tomorrow and the days after.
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Try something totally new -- hit a new club, try online dating if you haven't yet or just speak to that hot stranger down at the mall. Novelty will get you where you want to go.
Even the constellation wants me to have something new. I am now looking forward for tomorrow and the days after.
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Sunday, December 12, 2004
Acknowledgement
This page is specially dedicated to someone so true, so generous, who never be punctilious, and never afraid of all the troubles his friends had made. Thanks for all the efforts for bringing the BBQ party to such a great success. I really had a great time in your castle though there are still so much leftover which shows how lousy my cooking skill is. And last but not the least, thanks for your support in everything and being so understanding always.
P/S: Never forget to thank another someone who was managed to attend the party despite his approaching examination, though it was only a trifling 4 hours. And never forget to mention that I feel so grateful as my spaghetti was at least appreciated by someone. :)
P/S: Never forget to thank another someone who was managed to attend the party despite his approaching examination, though it was only a trifling 4 hours. And never forget to mention that I feel so grateful as my spaghetti was at least appreciated by someone. :)
Sunday, November 28, 2004
Yow Kia for sale!
I had been forced by someone to post up this picture. That fella in blue at the front, he requested me to promote him kao kao.. Ok.. he is Yow Kia, the most leng cai among my primary school buddies. Oh ya! He wanted me to emphasize that he is STRAIGHT. Anyone interested, kindly leave your contacts but strictly for girls only. 
Saturday, November 27, 2004
My last day in MMU
I Just finished my final exam today, or should I say I just finished my final subject of the Bachelor of Engineering (Honours) Electronics in MMU. There it goes my 20 years of study life. My friend Alvern sent me a sms couple minutes ago, congratulated me and asked me whether I am somewhere celebrating my utmost freedom. Out of his expectation I am actually sitting in front of the computer as usual, checking mails, browsing aimlessly, and figuring what else I can possibly do with this sluggish computer. Don't know why, I just couldn't feel the excitement in getting my Degree in Electronics Engineering eventually and not to say having the mood to celebrate anymore. Most probably it's because I don't have the kaki to viva with, moreover I am the only one graduating in such a weird timing. Ok.. I didn't repeat the year's work, I graduated earlier it's because I am too good, obviously. Muahaha...
Anyway, since I had been committing myself in education for nearly 20 years, I think it's time for me to take a short break before I really toss myself out to the society. But meanwhile you will still see me in Tmn Maluri Starbucks serving coffee. I really need to make some bucks as my mum already expected me not to stretch out my hand asking for cash from now on. Plus, I have to save some money for my first trip overseas. Are you curious in where i am going? Well.. definitely somewhere further than S'pore, somewhere needed at least 4 hours to reach by flight. The interesting part is, I might be going alone, though I will be staying at my friend's place when I reach the destination. Just wondering if i can get approval from my parents, they still treat me like I am a baby girl.. though I just past my 23 year-old birthday few days ago. If anyone feel like sponsoring, please don't ever feel hesitate to contact me. Cash, cheque, credit card or whatever form you can think of, are ALL welcomed.
Oh ya! I received something interesting from a horoscope website. It says:
What are you looking for in an intimate relationship? Whatever it is, you're due to find it soon, whether you're with someone at the moment or not. Make sure you're open to a new and unusual solution to an old problem.
Hm.. this statement really led me into a deep thought. Since after the past relationship which ended 7 months ago, I had been asking myself for the umpteenth time, what kind of person I am looking for? I have some adjectives to tell of course, but I guess the most essential factor, is the feeling. Scorpions are like that one, too perceptual and trust their six sense too much. But what for being so conscious sometimes? I just like the feeling of taking risks, accepting challenges and eagerly expecting something which is out of your expectation most of the time. But if applying this theory into my love life, I think it doesn't function quite properly. Mr Gentleman had been asking me to choose my sword for the battle, but I don't even have the courage to enter the combat. Taking something which isn't belong to me yet, that's not my style. Maybe, maybe one day the wind will change, or maybe just like what Mr Gentleman's crystal ball says, I might win the battle beautifully, even without putting much effort. Hahaha.. So for now I will remain at the dark side, observe every single movement he makes (you know.. I can really do this quite easily if i want to because of a reason), and only launch my attack at the right time... That time sure return in triumph la.. wahahahha....
Ahem.. enough craps for today. Wanna go and hold the Astro remote control for a while. Bye!
Anyway, since I had been committing myself in education for nearly 20 years, I think it's time for me to take a short break before I really toss myself out to the society. But meanwhile you will still see me in Tmn Maluri Starbucks serving coffee. I really need to make some bucks as my mum already expected me not to stretch out my hand asking for cash from now on. Plus, I have to save some money for my first trip overseas. Are you curious in where i am going? Well.. definitely somewhere further than S'pore, somewhere needed at least 4 hours to reach by flight. The interesting part is, I might be going alone, though I will be staying at my friend's place when I reach the destination. Just wondering if i can get approval from my parents, they still treat me like I am a baby girl.. though I just past my 23 year-old birthday few days ago. If anyone feel like sponsoring, please don't ever feel hesitate to contact me. Cash, cheque, credit card or whatever form you can think of, are ALL welcomed.
Oh ya! I received something interesting from a horoscope website. It says:
What are you looking for in an intimate relationship? Whatever it is, you're due to find it soon, whether you're with someone at the moment or not. Make sure you're open to a new and unusual solution to an old problem.
Hm.. this statement really led me into a deep thought. Since after the past relationship which ended 7 months ago, I had been asking myself for the umpteenth time, what kind of person I am looking for? I have some adjectives to tell of course, but I guess the most essential factor, is the feeling. Scorpions are like that one, too perceptual and trust their six sense too much. But what for being so conscious sometimes? I just like the feeling of taking risks, accepting challenges and eagerly expecting something which is out of your expectation most of the time. But if applying this theory into my love life, I think it doesn't function quite properly. Mr Gentleman had been asking me to choose my sword for the battle, but I don't even have the courage to enter the combat. Taking something which isn't belong to me yet, that's not my style. Maybe, maybe one day the wind will change, or maybe just like what Mr Gentleman's crystal ball says, I might win the battle beautifully, even without putting much effort. Hahaha.. So for now I will remain at the dark side, observe every single movement he makes (you know.. I can really do this quite easily if i want to because of a reason), and only launch my attack at the right time... That time sure return in triumph la.. wahahahha....
Ahem.. enough craps for today. Wanna go and hold the Astro remote control for a while. Bye!
Friday, November 26, 2004
Koon Hau for sale!
This is Koon Hau. Whoever is interested in him, kindly leave your contacts and I will ask him to contact you as soon as possible. For your extra information, he is bisexual one.
My first blog
Had been thinking of finding a place to give vent to my grievances for so long.. and never thought that I finally made myself one on 3.20am today. Another 12 hours I will be having my exam and now I am still awake doing something which is not closely related with it.
Very slacky lately I guess most probably I am still in my birthday mood. 4 days of celebration.. definitely enough for a normal citizen like me. My sis's boyfriend just tole me that luckily I am not the Prime Minister of Malaysia if not I will be celebrating my big day for 4 weeks consecutively instead of 4 days. But I don't think I will kena teruk like what I got on my 2004 birthday if I am the Prime Minister. Prime Minister won't be getting red fresh creams on his face, won't be dropping into the swimming pool caused of the sneaky attack from his so called 'best pals' and certainly won't be running around insanely but still got sprayed by some fresh whipped cream. I enjoy being normal.. for real.
i don't know who inspired me in setting this (blogger) up, but one thing I am certain is I really need a place to pen down my feelings. I was chatting with Koon Hau in MSN just now and so happened that we started to disclose our top secrets to each other.. and now only I realise how pleasant the feeling is when you can share your privacy with someone that can be trusted. So anyone wanna share your secrets with me? I will make sure that they are safe and sound.. muahaha..
I guess what I wrote so far is good enough for my first day. See you soon, if you choose to stay.
Very slacky lately I guess most probably I am still in my birthday mood. 4 days of celebration.. definitely enough for a normal citizen like me. My sis's boyfriend just tole me that luckily I am not the Prime Minister of Malaysia if not I will be celebrating my big day for 4 weeks consecutively instead of 4 days. But I don't think I will kena teruk like what I got on my 2004 birthday if I am the Prime Minister. Prime Minister won't be getting red fresh creams on his face, won't be dropping into the swimming pool caused of the sneaky attack from his so called 'best pals' and certainly won't be running around insanely but still got sprayed by some fresh whipped cream. I enjoy being normal.. for real.
i don't know who inspired me in setting this (blogger) up, but one thing I am certain is I really need a place to pen down my feelings. I was chatting with Koon Hau in MSN just now and so happened that we started to disclose our top secrets to each other.. and now only I realise how pleasant the feeling is when you can share your privacy with someone that can be trusted. So anyone wanna share your secrets with me? I will make sure that they are safe and sound.. muahaha..
I guess what I wrote so far is good enough for my first day. See you soon, if you choose to stay.
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