30th September 2007 Sunday

Just watched this brilliant movie - "Bridge to Terabithia" on a VCD that I rented some time ago. This movie doesn't have much actions and lovey dovey stuff and hence I guess most people might rate it just average or below average in face of the lovey dovey and action movies that are dominating the screens these days. But I found it absolutely brilliant. The movie talks about an average schoolboy, neglected at home and bullied in school and how he came to face and overcome his problems with the aid of a new transferred student who eventually became his best friend. It described how they built a world of their own out of their imagination and naming that world Terabithia. I guess what makes this movie amazing is the fact that there wasn't any fantasy stuff about it and everything fantasy were just fragments of the imaginations of the two children. That keeps the whole movie close to reality, which really brings it closer to the heart. And I love the way they make the movie roll out with nothing spectacular but the acting skills of the two young leads. Loved some of the quotes inside and my favourite are these - "You have to believe it and you hate it. I don't have to believe it and I think it is beautiful", "I seriously do not think God goes around damning people to hell. He is too busy running all these (refers to the world around us)". I seriously finds those quotes close to my heart because that would be what I would say myself under the same circumstances. Don't you find that sometimes when you are forced to believe something, even something beautiful, the beauty diminshes because of the fact that you were forced to? Beliefs should never be forced. Oh and I have to mention that the ending theme song for the show was brilliant and the lyrics really suited the theme of the show. Beautiful song by Miley Cyrus.

I Learned from You

Sometimes I couldn't hear
What you tried to tell me
I thought that I knew all I need to know
I didn't realize that somewhere inside me
I knew you were right
ButI couldn't say so
I can take care of myself
Yeah you taught me well

I learned from you that I do not crumble
I learned that strength is something you choose
All of the reasons to keep on believing
That's not a question
That's a lesson
I learned from you

And you know where to find
All of my hiding places
And there are no secrets from you I can keep
You let me know how you feel
Pulling no punches
And I never knew that kind of honesty
I'm grateful for all of the times
You opened my eyes

I learned from you that I do not crumble
I learned that strength is something you choose
All of the reasons to keep on believing
That's not a question
That's a lesson
I learned from you

You helped me to stand on my own
And I thank you for that
It saved me
It made me
And now that I'm looking back
I can say (oooh~)

I learned from you that I do not crumble
I learned that strength is something you choose
All of the reasons to keep on believing
That's not a question
That's a lesson
I learned from...

I learned from you that I do not crumble
I learned that strength is something you choose
All of the reasons to keep on believing
That's not a question
That's a lesson
I learned from you

And to end, a couple of pictures from the movie......

27th September 2007 Thursday

从小就有这么一个习惯，习惯把收到的纸条，卡片，信件都放到一个小纸袋里。昨天无意间就在自己的书橱里看到了好久没拿出来的这个纸袋。曾几何时，纸袋在岁月的经过中变得满满的。一时兴起，就拿出纸袋中的信件，卡片和纸条阅读了起来。信件，卡片和纸条大多都是好久好久前收到的。最旧的大概是念小学时，一个实习老师送的吧。读着读着，渐渐的发现它们记载了我的成长，快乐，悲伤，感动以及一个又一个曾经在自己的生命里留下痕迹的人。有些人已经失去了联络。有些已不如从前熟捻。甚至有些的名字已在记忆中变得模糊了。但每每拿起一封信件，一张纸条，一张卡片，总还会记得当时收到时的心情，并想起当时的点点滴滴。读着读着，渐渐的发现随着岁月的经过以及大家的成长，收到的卡片，信件，纸条渐渐的已经变得越来越少。我甚至忘了最后一次收到信件，纸条或卡片是几时了。是随着通讯科技的发达，传统的通讯方式渐渐的被取代了吗？亦或是能交心的朋友渐渐少了？又或是大家都太忙了，渐渐的失去了沟通的时间？我想大概都有吧。无论如何，想要对每个曾经写过信，卡或纸条给我的人说声谢谢。无论你们在现在在何处，还记不记得我，还在不在我的身边，我都要谢谢你们曾经在那一刻记住了我。谢谢你们曾经路过我的生命。谢谢你们给了我好多好多。

15th September 2007 Saturday

今天翻了翻橱里的CD，打算选几首好歌陪伴自己度过又一个无聊的星期六傍晚。就在橱里找到了这张好久没听的CD。就是宇恒在2006年发的创作集。听了听，没想到好久以前听这张CD时的感动仍然鲜明于心。我想感动不只因为音乐的美，更因为歌词吧。就好像曲目里就有那么一首歌 – [就是我]，歌词就真的非常简单但也因为描述得简单所以棒。一句‘这是我 就是我 有一点倔强的我 难以捉摸 总是那么天马行空’唱进了心坎里去了。我想这就是所谓的最原始的感动吧。差点忘了感动其实也可以是那么简单的。。。。。。

很巧的是今天就是宇恒的生日。就在这也祝愿她生日快乐吧。希望她接下来的每张专辑都能带给世界更多的简单和感动。

14th September 2007 Friday

其实爱情和快乐都可以是很简单的。
不需要刻意的作些什么。
不需要刻意的说些什么。
可以是很单纯的，静静的，肩并着肩，看海。
可以是很简单的头靠着头，等着公车到站。
可以是很偶尔看的一场电影。
可以是很凑巧的说出同样一句话。
可以是很庆幸的一起看见了流星。
可以是很开心呼吸着同样的空气。

其实人生可以很简单的。
只是我们把它想得太复杂了。。。

11th September 2007 Tuesday

Just got to know from XY and friends some time back that Fish Leong is coming to Singapore for another round of concert this coming December. And as usual, I have booked my tickets for the concert and can't wait to go. Boy, I hope this concert is going to be yet another brilliant one. Didn't pick the most expensive category for the concert because I enjoyed it more sitting quietly in one corner hearing her sing rather than joining in for the cheering right in the front. But you do get some bad parts about choosing seats that are slightly behind. And that is there is a chance that you get grumpy people in exchange for the more supportive people in the front. I will never forget the idiotic person behind who kept grumbling during the last Fish Leong concert in Singapore. Kept grumbling about how late it was and how there would no longer be any more buses if the concert did not end there and then. Gosh. I wonder what is wrong with the idiot. Shouldn't he be happy that the concert lasted longer than it should? And if he wanted to leave and catch the last bus, no one is stopping him right? Or maybe he thought the security will shoot him if he left there and then? Gosh. Idiots. Let's pray that I don't meet this kind of idiots this time round. Anyway, on a happier note, I will be going with three other friends instead of one this time round which I think should quadruple the fun? Let's wait and see shall we? Three more months. Three more months. Three more months.....

3rd September 2007 Monday

很多人问我为什么开始写网上搏客。有些人走着走着累了，想在某个地方寄放心情。有些人则是冲着好玩。那我呢？我想大概是想找个场所诉说一下自己的想法吧。也大概可能是寂寞想找个朋友来倾听自己的话语吧。对丫。虽然听起来有点悲哀，但搏客也可以是个朋友啊。而且是个二十四小时候命的朋友噢。不错吧。

好了。怎么今天会用华文打下这么一大堆有的没的。真要命。来谈谈别的吧。昨天就游览了一下网际网路。无意中就看到了HEBE在某个网站发表的一篇文章。觉得很有意思所以就和大家分一分享吧。

[以为。。。]

在我还是婴儿时期 妈妈带我去市场
很多人都以为我是男孩 但 我真的是个女孩
我以为人性本善 每个人都是天使
但 真的有陈进兴这一类的坏人
出门前我以为我的包包 万物齐全
但 出了门才发现忘了带钥匙
不只我以为 别人也常以为
Ella 以为每天洗头 一定干净
但 她还是有头臭
Selina 以为马桶里的东西是大便
但 仔细一看才发现那是从口袋里掉出来的手机
梳麦当劳头的男生 自以为帅气有劲
但 其实很俗很丢脸
你以为自己以为的都是对的吗？
其实两只眼睛 两只耳朵 一张嘴
能让你看得更清楚 不再以为，以为

后记：以为，以为我以为我写不出那么多以为
但 写到后来才发现有那么多的以为 难以停笔

转载自[Color]杂志

其实大家不就是那么以为着吗？也那么那么多次的因为以为而不停的受伤。
我以为他/她会等我的。
我以为我不说他/她也知道的。
我以为只要他/他快乐，我也会快乐的。
我以为他/他只是说说而已的。
我以为他/她不会把这些事放在心上的。
我以为我已经作好了准备。

就这么继续的以为着不必要的以为。
就这么的一次又一次的跌了又跌。

2nd September 2007 Sunday

On a happier note, just caught this show on Channel U that talks about doctor volunteers in Africa. Kind of inspiring. But wonder if there are really such perfect beings out there. But it doesn't hurt to dream right?

2nd Sep 2007 Sunday

Kept opening and reopening this space and kept wanting to blog something but nothing comes to mind. I guess nothing much interests me nowadays. Not even how others tend to see me which I kind of looked upon too importantly in the past. And the lack of interest probably explains the lack of blogging, or talking for that instance, these days. I guess I am just retracting further and further into my own shell, a shell that I built around me out of disappointment of the world and people around me, and probably out of the same disappointment that people have of me. Unlike what others might think of me and what ambitions, aspirations or dreams that I might possess or hopes that I might carry, I am just your average simple, boring, and maybe a little too boring guy with a simple life and simple expectations. I get turned off by the same kind of stuff, same kind of words and love and concern warms me. But I guess sometimes, the simplest of stuff are probably the hardest to fulfill ain't it? And there grows disappointment from not having them fulfilled and these disappointments just comes back to haunt you in a vicious cycle way until you grow numb from the pain. I guess that is the point where everyone learns. Learns the imperfectness of this world, of the people in this world, of the closest people you have around you and maybe most of all, yourself. And that is when you stop to think, think about all these. And here you will be, staring at your stationary feet and looking at others getting along with their lives. And the world continues with its rotationary routine and life goes on, with or without you. And no one waits for anyone. And you will soon realise that those who leave you were never there for you and everyone leaves in the end. So here I am in my stationary space waiting for the right time to move on with life, richocheting the words of those who were once like me, who have since passed......

Blabbering and blabbering and blabbering and I wonder how much anyone, or me for that instance, know or understand what I am blogging about. Or whether anyone bothered. No one bothers in a sanctuary that belongs to yourself besides the being named "Me" I guess......