Long Long time not updating my blog
If this blog is a place to purify sth,
it always serves its function
Life is too exciting in a sense that
it becomes overly emotional
Confrontation is what we should learn
How to do it tactfully?
Two different animals being together
Mm... really a hard task
For you, J
Thursday, September 17, 2009
Monday, June 22, 2009
全世界失眠
是的
對上的一次
是幾時呢
我不知道
是否做錯了太多
還是距離太遠
看著你的反應
無從估計
你的面𢤦心精
或許是
想起我不完美 你會不會
逃離我生命的範圍
想著你的滋味 我會不會
把這個枕頭 變得甜美
想起白天的約會 忘了晚上的咖啡
只怕感情如潮水 遠離我夢中的堡壘
一個人失眠 全世界失眠
無辜的街燈 守候明天
幸福的失眠 只是因為害怕閉上眼
如何想你想到六點 如何愛你愛到終點
想起我的時候 你會不會
好像我一樣 不能睡
想像你的曖昧 我會不會
數不到綿羊 一雙一對
一個人失眠 全世界失眠
無辜的街燈 守候明天
幸福的失眠 只是因為害怕閉上眼
如何想你想到六點
如何愛你愛到終點
如何愛你愛到終點
對上的一次
是幾時呢
我不知道
是否做錯了太多
還是距離太遠
看著你的反應
無從估計
你的面𢤦心精
或許是
想起我不完美 你會不會
逃離我生命的範圍
想著你的滋味 我會不會
把這個枕頭 變得甜美
想起白天的約會 忘了晚上的咖啡
只怕感情如潮水 遠離我夢中的堡壘
一個人失眠 全世界失眠
無辜的街燈 守候明天
幸福的失眠 只是因為害怕閉上眼
如何想你想到六點 如何愛你愛到終點
想起我的時候 你會不會
好像我一樣 不能睡
想像你的曖昧 我會不會
數不到綿羊 一雙一對
一個人失眠 全世界失眠
無辜的街燈 守候明天
幸福的失眠 只是因為害怕閉上眼
如何想你想到六點
如何愛你愛到終點
如何愛你愛到終點
Monday, June 8, 2009
於心有愧
不想提起
未敢忘記
如果我聽歌可眼紅
何以待你好偏不懂
自細做過多少美夢
慈悲的偉論
連乞丐喊窮心也痛
竟怕放懷擁抱你
讓你露歡容
追悔無用
轉眼發現你失蹤
曾聽說過
你某夜結婚未曾露笑容
實在不敢知道我是元凶
大概當初我未懂得顧忌
年少率性害慘你
令人受傷滋味
難保更可悲
這心地再善良
終生怎去向你說對不起
良心有愧
原來隨便錯手
可毀了人一世
立志助世人脫貧以爲
便偉大到像多麽有爲
這種剌猬
連誰曾待我好
都可帶來傷勢
被我害過來接受我跪
是我在制造眼淚
居然想救世
就算積儲獻盡饑荒赤地
而太多債沒處理
累人累己滋味
餘生也記起
數一數我實情不只得你
要說句對不起
於心有愧原來隨便錯手
可毀了人一世
立志助世人脫貧以爲
便偉大到像多麽有爲
這種剌猬連誰曾待我好
都可帶來傷勢
內疚內疚內疚沒作爲
直到某年某日
我能安息於葬禮
仍想你一家可到齊
未敢忘記
如果我聽歌可眼紅
何以待你好偏不懂
自細做過多少美夢
慈悲的偉論
連乞丐喊窮心也痛
竟怕放懷擁抱你
讓你露歡容
追悔無用
轉眼發現你失蹤
曾聽說過
你某夜結婚未曾露笑容
實在不敢知道我是元凶
大概當初我未懂得顧忌
年少率性害慘你
令人受傷滋味
難保更可悲
這心地再善良
終生怎去向你說對不起
良心有愧
原來隨便錯手
可毀了人一世
立志助世人脫貧以爲
便偉大到像多麽有爲
這種剌猬
連誰曾待我好
都可帶來傷勢
被我害過來接受我跪
是我在制造眼淚
居然想救世
就算積儲獻盡饑荒赤地
而太多債沒處理
累人累己滋味
餘生也記起
數一數我實情不只得你
要說句對不起
於心有愧原來隨便錯手
可毀了人一世
立志助世人脫貧以爲
便偉大到像多麽有爲
這種剌猬連誰曾待我好
都可帶來傷勢
內疚內疚內疚沒作爲
直到某年某日
我能安息於葬禮
仍想你一家可到齊
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
給自己的情歌: life goes on
離開喧嘩的城市 這闕歌襯托出色往事
琴聲天天呼喚我 邊唱邊走照哼Re Do La
雪白變得淡黃 那是晚空月光 從簡單中看迷茫
同行在這客套城堡 有喜總有悲 人海中飄泊
徘徊在這狹窄長梯 有高總有低 如不懂心計 能珍惜一切
回家一刻哼著唱 經典金曲掛口邊細嚐
如果一天失落了 傷過的他更懂得快樂
雪白變得淡黃 那是晚空月光 來簡單的向前看
同行在這客套城堡 有喜總有悲 人海中飄泊
徘徊在這狹窄長梯 有高總有低 如不懂心計 能得到更多
留在這客套城堡 有悲總有喜 人不要自危
隨時代走眼淚換這雙手 再辛苦也好 亦不要淡忘 前景多好看
不要淡忘
Pressure. Murmur. Pray
A mistake not properly handled will escalate until it becomes out of your control.
If W is still with me, I know that I will not make the mistake.
Could I say that, ultimately, my love to Z may costs my job? (I know I should not have this as it carries no logical link.)
Worse, the mistake may result in a long run effect on some people’s rice bowls.
I always say that, I only need a few bucks to feed myself, and luckily mom and dad don’t need my money. This implies freedom, in some sense.
I can say that, it is the best I can do when I had been experiencing the dark age in my life, which consists of a double dose of sorrow of breaking-up, the eternal departure of the lady who bring me up, the change of status of my beloved sister, the serious illness of my dad, and a write-off of the work done for a whole month. It is God’s grace that I am still standing here.
But I know that what I lack is not the analytical power, language ability or the inter-personal skills. It is the insufficient understanding of how high stake is my job. And also the lack of the persistence to get the job done, even if it implies a lot of confrontation and debate with people from different positions. Being carried away by the less important tasks, I fail to concentrate on what matter most. Attitude towards the core business matters most.
I should salute to my colleagues: how can you guys survive in such a pressure cooker? How many sleepless nights you are having in a year?
Heartfelt thanks for the kindness of my friends and colleagues. I know that I have tons of friends, genuine friends who care about me. I cannot imagine life without them.
I recall the only time I see Z crying in front of me. My empathy to her, at that moment, is only superficial. Now I have in-depth understanding. May be more that that.
W is mostly correct on my personality. Some patterns are repetitive.
My bottom line is, if it costs me so much already, I will not let the guilty feeling to beat me. I still have important tasks to do.
My lord will not ask me bearing a cross that I am not capable of. Please lead my way.
If W is still with me, I know that I will not make the mistake.
Could I say that, ultimately, my love to Z may costs my job? (I know I should not have this as it carries no logical link.)
Worse, the mistake may result in a long run effect on some people’s rice bowls.
I always say that, I only need a few bucks to feed myself, and luckily mom and dad don’t need my money. This implies freedom, in some sense.
I can say that, it is the best I can do when I had been experiencing the dark age in my life, which consists of a double dose of sorrow of breaking-up, the eternal departure of the lady who bring me up, the change of status of my beloved sister, the serious illness of my dad, and a write-off of the work done for a whole month. It is God’s grace that I am still standing here.
But I know that what I lack is not the analytical power, language ability or the inter-personal skills. It is the insufficient understanding of how high stake is my job. And also the lack of the persistence to get the job done, even if it implies a lot of confrontation and debate with people from different positions. Being carried away by the less important tasks, I fail to concentrate on what matter most. Attitude towards the core business matters most.
I should salute to my colleagues: how can you guys survive in such a pressure cooker? How many sleepless nights you are having in a year?
Heartfelt thanks for the kindness of my friends and colleagues. I know that I have tons of friends, genuine friends who care about me. I cannot imagine life without them.
I recall the only time I see Z crying in front of me. My empathy to her, at that moment, is only superficial. Now I have in-depth understanding. May be more that that.
W is mostly correct on my personality. Some patterns are repetitive.
My bottom line is, if it costs me so much already, I will not let the guilty feeling to beat me. I still have important tasks to do.
My lord will not ask me bearing a cross that I am not capable of. Please lead my way.
Monday, March 30, 2009
Eason new album: H3M
Looping and Looping
The song... The movie... Is the song written for the movie?
Dunno why, it is touching...
You know why? Please tell...
The song... The movie... Is the song written for the movie?
Dunno why, it is touching...
You know why? Please tell...
Friday, March 20, 2009
給自己的情歌: 遇見
聽見 冬天的離開 我在某年某月 醒過來
我想 我等 我期待 未來卻不能因此安排
陰天 傍晚 車窗外 未來有一個人在等待
向左 向右 向前看 愛要拐幾個彎才來
我遇見誰 會有怎樣的對白
我等的人 他在多遠的未來
我聽見風來自地鐵和人海
我排著隊 拿著愛的號碼牌
我往前飛 飛過一片時間海
我們也曾在愛情裡受傷害
我看著路 夢的入口有點窄
我遇見你是最美麗的意外
總有一天 我的謎底會揭開
I miss you
我想 我等 我期待 未來卻不能因此安排
陰天 傍晚 車窗外 未來有一個人在等待
向左 向右 向前看 愛要拐幾個彎才來
我遇見誰 會有怎樣的對白
我等的人 他在多遠的未來
我聽見風來自地鐵和人海
我排著隊 拿著愛的號碼牌
我往前飛 飛過一片時間海
我們也曾在愛情裡受傷害
我看著路 夢的入口有點窄
我遇見你是最美麗的意外
總有一天 我的謎底會揭開
I miss you
Joanna Wang concert, Star Hall Kowloon Bay
I love her live
although her concert is not very good.
We shall dance like mad di... Why not?
although her concert is not very good.
We shall dance like mad di... Why not?
Friday, March 6, 2009
Moon River- Lisa Ono
Art Fest 09, Lisa Ono
Her perforamce is neither perfect
nor particularly attractive on stage
But her voice is angelic
when the band is as silent as it can be
Her perforamce is neither perfect
nor particularly attractive on stage
But her voice is angelic
when the band is as silent as it can be
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Vincent; Doubt
A lovely night
complete the hardest part of my job
have my beloved sushi
watch a entertaining movie
touch human's dark side without overdoing
Loop a song to celebrate =]
Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffodils
Catch the breeze and the winter chills, in colors on the snowy linen land
Now I understand what you tried to say to me
How you suffered for you sanity How you tried to set them free
They would not listen they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze
Swirling clouds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain
Weathered faces lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand
For they could not love you, but still your love was true
And when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night
You took your life as lovers often do,
But I could have told you, Vincent,
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you
Starry, starry night, portraits hung in empty halls
Frameless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow
Now I think I know what you tried to say to me
How you suffered for you sanity How you tried to set them free
They would not listen they're not listening still
Perhaps they never will
SC: Decalog is 5 times more boring but 10 times more inspiring than "doubt"... I am sure.
Of course, Meryl Streep is awesome - a church-run-school version of the devil wear Prada?
That is more than that...
complete the hardest part of my job
have my beloved sushi
watch a entertaining movie
touch human's dark side without overdoing
Loop a song to celebrate =]
Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffodils
Catch the breeze and the winter chills, in colors on the snowy linen land
Now I understand what you tried to say to me
How you suffered for you sanity How you tried to set them free
They would not listen they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze
Swirling clouds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain
Weathered faces lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand
For they could not love you, but still your love was true
And when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night
You took your life as lovers often do,
But I could have told you, Vincent,
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you
Starry, starry night, portraits hung in empty halls
Frameless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow
Now I think I know what you tried to say to me
How you suffered for you sanity How you tried to set them free
They would not listen they're not listening still
Perhaps they never will
SC: Decalog is 5 times more boring but 10 times more inspiring than "doubt"... I am sure.
Of course, Meryl Streep is awesome - a church-run-school version of the devil wear Prada?
That is more than that...
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Misty Night
Self-blame
My effort may be simply no enough
Or my mental blind spot is larger than what I could have
Never a person paying attention to details
Always mistake-prone
Damn it Proofreading
Sad stories
Why finding me with your sad stories?
I never have a way out
All I can do is to listen
and share my own ones
with all my tears dried
and my wounds hidden
Although I should confess
that I love to hear others' stories
and I honestly think that
being listened is one kind of healing
and gratefully I have the capacity
to listen, analyze and feedback
Jogging
miss that for days
running between the blocks of building
and malls and traffic
the rain comes to my face
mixes with my sweat
flow into my eyes
my left knee is complaining
and wind is so strong
but the harbor scene in a misty night
is even better
and the satisfaction do tell
that you are living with purpose
My effort may be simply no enough
Or my mental blind spot is larger than what I could have
Never a person paying attention to details
Always mistake-prone
Damn it Proofreading
Sad stories
Why finding me with your sad stories?
I never have a way out
All I can do is to listen
and share my own ones
with all my tears dried
and my wounds hidden
Although I should confess
that I love to hear others' stories
and I honestly think that
being listened is one kind of healing
and gratefully I have the capacity
to listen, analyze and feedback
Jogging
miss that for days
running between the blocks of building
and malls and traffic
the rain comes to my face
mixes with my sweat
flow into my eyes
my left knee is complaining
and wind is so strong
but the harbor scene in a misty night
is even better
and the satisfaction do tell
that you are living with purpose
Monday, February 9, 2009
給自己的情歌: Time of your life
good morning, yesterday
you wake up and time has slipped away
and suddenly it's hard to find
the memories you left behind
remember, do you remember?
the laughter and the tears
the shadows of misty yesteryears
all the good times and the bad you've seen
and all the others in between
remember, do you remember
the times of your life?
reach back for the joy and the sorrow
put them away in your mind
the mem'ries are time that you borrow
to spend when you get to tomorrow
here comes the setting sun
the seasons are passing one by one
so gather moments while you may
collect the dreams you dream today
remember, will you remember
the times of your life?
gather moments while you may
collect the dreams you dream today
remember, will you remember
the times of your life?
of your life
Thanks J
It loops for the whole night
A self-spoiled fox
having coconut ice-cream
after another one-hour jogging
enjoys the moments of my life
you wake up and time has slipped away
and suddenly it's hard to find
the memories you left behind
remember, do you remember?
the laughter and the tears
the shadows of misty yesteryears
all the good times and the bad you've seen
and all the others in between
remember, do you remember
the times of your life?
reach back for the joy and the sorrow
put them away in your mind
the mem'ries are time that you borrow
to spend when you get to tomorrow
here comes the setting sun
the seasons are passing one by one
so gather moments while you may
collect the dreams you dream today
remember, will you remember
the times of your life?
gather moments while you may
collect the dreams you dream today
remember, will you remember
the times of your life?
of your life
Thanks J
It loops for the whole night
A self-spoiled fox
having coconut ice-cream
after another one-hour jogging
enjoys the moments of my life
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
給自己的情歌: singalongsong
Cannot escape from it
Both EY and JK said his song has magical power
I dunno, but I wanna sing for the girls I love
I wrote this song it's not too long
cos' I've been thinking 'about you
I wrote this song maybe I'm wrong
To be caught up about you
Well I don't know what you think 'bout me
Maybe you think nothing at all
But maybe you could just lie to me
And we could be in love you see
Oh it's a singalong song that's not too long
It's when I think about you that I hear songs
And you can singalong maybe if you want to
Cos' baby I wrote this I wrote this for you
I wrote this song it's not too long
Cos' I'm the one who loves you
I wrote this song this can't be wrong
I don't wanna smile without you
Well I just want to make you happy
but maybe you want nothing at all
and how I wish that you're meant to be
forever and a day with me
Oh it's a singalong song that's not too long
It's when I think about you that I hear songs
And you can singalong maybe if you want to
Cos' baby I wrote this I wrote this for you
In everyway you mean more to me than you'll ever know
girl I'll do my best to show these words are true
and if you'd like to make a song and be a perfect harmony with me
I'd find the greatest words to sing so we could write our own romance
Oh it's a singalong song that's not too long
It's when I think about you that I hear songs
And you can singalong maybe if you want to
Cos' baby I wrote this I wrote this for you
Oh it's a singalong song that's not too long
It's when I think about you that I hear songs
And you can singalong maybe if you want to
Cos' baby I wrote this I wrote this for you
Cos' baby I wrote this I wrote this for you
Both EY and JK said his song has magical power
I dunno, but I wanna sing for the girls I love
I wrote this song it's not too long
cos' I've been thinking 'about you
I wrote this song maybe I'm wrong
To be caught up about you
Well I don't know what you think 'bout me
Maybe you think nothing at all
But maybe you could just lie to me
And we could be in love you see
Oh it's a singalong song that's not too long
It's when I think about you that I hear songs
And you can singalong maybe if you want to
Cos' baby I wrote this I wrote this for you
I wrote this song it's not too long
Cos' I'm the one who loves you
I wrote this song this can't be wrong
I don't wanna smile without you
Well I just want to make you happy
but maybe you want nothing at all
and how I wish that you're meant to be
forever and a day with me
Oh it's a singalong song that's not too long
It's when I think about you that I hear songs
And you can singalong maybe if you want to
Cos' baby I wrote this I wrote this for you
In everyway you mean more to me than you'll ever know
girl I'll do my best to show these words are true
and if you'd like to make a song and be a perfect harmony with me
I'd find the greatest words to sing so we could write our own romance
Oh it's a singalong song that's not too long
It's when I think about you that I hear songs
And you can singalong maybe if you want to
Cos' baby I wrote this I wrote this for you
Oh it's a singalong song that's not too long
It's when I think about you that I hear songs
And you can singalong maybe if you want to
Cos' baby I wrote this I wrote this for you
Cos' baby I wrote this I wrote this for you
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