Archive for November, 2006

Poetry soothes the soul the saying goes

Thursday, November 30th, 2006

Save the words of deceit, the web of lies.
For they snare not, the brights of mind.
Written on papers or carved in stones,
answers come only to those that seek.
All the buildings in places blown,
just for Alah or for a kick?
The Habibs have done it again,
and again and again and again.
But yet they claim we preach,
intolerance for their faith’s teach,
mouths full of bitching,
i just think their backsides are itching.

P.S: too much Carlos Mencia does this to your mind.

望窗

Sunday, November 19th, 2006

此时心情有入囚鸟。并非不能飞出笼子,则是不敢面对飞出的后果。

眼前那口窗,伸手可触,却是遥不可及。

听见外边清脆的鸟啼声,与胸前低沉的心跳,强烈对比。

现实与向往,总是无法合二为一。也说明了为何那叫做向往…

而如今笔者向往的,是寻得那有价值的‘向往’。

问世间…

Friday, November 17th, 2006

许许多多无关紧要的凡事困扰着世人。

正所谓三千烦恼丝,剪不断,理还乱。

其中以情字最为辣手。

英雄难过美人关啊…

在此劝请友人莫为此情字失去信心,因为总有一天,你会寻得真爱。

不是不到,只是时机未到。如今首要任务,就是专心于课业,其他顺其自然。

或许这段话也得对我用上吧?

Helping friends

Friday, November 10th, 2006

hahaha i dunno why, but i can just go outta my way to help my friends, friends’ friends, and so on so forth… Sometimes i wonder why i do it, cause it definitely doesnt do me any good~ i look back, and i cant remember how many people’s requests i helped in. and how many people actually appreciate it? and then i ask myself why i do it? foolishness? my mum provided me the answer. It’s called ‘generousity’ and ‘uncalculating’. if it doesnt harm yourself, and you are able to help, then just help. It boils down to an attitude. though i’ll never admit it to my mum, that’s the one thing she taught me that i’ll keep with me my whole life. sometimes i will grumble and whine, but i’ll still do it. seems like i’ll never be as big-hearted as mum… lately though, i’m starting to doubt my willingness. just doesnt seem to have the will to do such stuff anymore. but i’m still doing it…

haircut

Thursday, November 9th, 2006

haircuts are stress-relievers. pay $10 (for guys only) and watch the skilled barber do his job…

it’s liberation. a feeling of letting go. watching part of you leaving you.

it’s freedom. a feeling of moving on. watching another side of you coming.

it’s life. a feeling of changing again. watching how it all becomes different.

陪伴

Wednesday, November 8th, 2006

最近不知怎么的, 总觉得生活少了点什么… 也说不出到底是什么…

莫名其妙地失魂落魄. 发疯了.

可能在图书馆里待太旧了.

我真想好好地玩一天, 有谁肯陪我吗?

望一望周围的朋友, 没一点回应.