我第一次在童話裡的約定為的都是你

Let me show off abit of my chinese language skill first . 我第一次在童話裡的約定為的都是你。Actually it sound quite wrong but that's the best I could do. Also, it sound really mushy and fake but that's the best I could do.

Wanted to make this post a joyful one as I browsed through funny pictures that I could share here but I shall do something more "ya u know" (don't know whats the right word to use.)



Once upon a time, over the hills and far away, (seriously I am tempted to type "teletubbies came to play" but i resisted the temptation) a boy Matt is born. Matt is an ordinary boy living in an ordinary city leading an ordinary life. One day, this ordinary boy grew up (ya, fairytales tends to have characters will changes tremendously suddenly, like the frog which pops and becomes a prince). He met a girl. He like the girl. Matt liked Lynn (who is the girl).

First step into the vicious cycle, his brain was filled with images of her. He thought of ways to stop himself from thinking about her.

Ways to stop thinking about Lynn:
1.think about her
2.think about her
3.think about her
4.think about her
5.think about her
6.think about her
7.think about her
8.think about her
9.think about her
10.think about her
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n. think about her




Matt and Lynn are acquaintance. Matt and Lynn are friends. Matt and Lynn are buddies. Matt and Lynn became best of friends. Matt is not happy. Lynn is not either. Matt did not have courage. Lynn was quiet. Until...




They came together, in love. Happiness. Joy. Warmth. Comfort. Smiles. Laugther. Fun. And they wished that that will be the "happily ever after" of the fairytale...




They were forced to be separated. Matt had no choice. Matt blamed himself. Lynn cried. They made a promise. Matt wished that they had made a promise. Matt is selfish. Lynn cried.




3 years and 3 years. Matt and Lynn didn't meet as promised. There was no such promise. Matt is freed. Lynn is happy with her life. Matt became history. Lynn no longer see Matt. Yet Matt still sees her, in his heart.



Oh my god, I couldn't believe I have just wrote something so mushy and practically lousy. But anyway it's just some random stuff I wanted to write down suddenly. Forget about reading. Enjoy the songs anyway.



Just a few days more to A levels and within blinks it will end.

FRIENDS! HANG ON FOR THE LAST LAP!

Multitasking....

Yes. I am writing this blog entry as I am 1. solving a physics problem, 2. listening to songs, 3. drinking my juice, 4. chatting with friends, 5. waiting for youtube to load and 6. searching for mv to put later here. True that I am a slave to multitasking. Sorry Jie I don't agree with the author who turns off his mobile when he is with his friends. I am the sort who will keep peeping at my mobile and pray hard that it will ring or vibrate like some 18+ toys when I am with my friends. I am also the type who will not look straight into the eyes of whom I am talking to but wandering off else where such that people suspect I saw something nasty, be it ghost or some flying saucers. Even my best friend just couldn't stand my way of studying. In a day, I will do some math problems, solve some physics conceptual questions, read some chem notes and maybe analyse some newspaper articles. I am used to doing that. Even when I am sitting for some paper, I will sing some songs that I last listen to before I enter the exam hall. That also means that part of my memory is actually memorising the lyrics. But just couldn't help it. Cheers to multitask!

Today I finished a book. A non-fictional book. That should be surprising. I could rarely finish any book in a day unless the book has only ten pages. This non-fictional crappy book has a daulting 200 pages and this should add to the surprise that I can actually finish it in a day. Further the book cost $32.03, so it means I have just spent $32.03 just to entertain myself in a day. Okay. This is book is "Alphabent of manliness" by Maddox. With this piece of information alone, I think any thinking being could tell that this book is going to be very the crappy, yet I still bought it. For english books, usually there will be some words written after the disclaimer for the author to thank the people who has helped him to write the book right? and heres the page in this crappy book.

To the love of my life, my soul mate, and the greatest person in the world: Me.


More to go. Behind the book is usually comments from various sources that supposedly supports the author. Here's some of the comments.

"Angelina Jolie's son is writing a book?" Dan (I guess the one who wrote the Da Vinci Codes)

"Hey, I just wanted to say that I think you're a really big asshole. Keep up the good work." Eric (I guess is some crappy friends of this Maddox.)

"WHAT YOU SAY ABOUT WOMEN IS SICK. YOU"RE A HORRIBLE PERSON." Melissa (some angry female, obviously)

So after these abovementioned, I bought the book. Then I finished it. What I think about the author: a jerk. It's no doubt hilarious but also dangerous, dangerously influencing. I think he is some kind of freak that pray to some phallic statue or something. Then I thought deeper. Maybe he is totally opposite of what is described in the book. It is just sarcasm. Maybe this maybe that. Anyway I am not a literature student so I don't know how to work out some mind-boggling characterisation or something. I like the author. (not being gay again).



The biggest surprise of day comes. After reading the starting of " B is for Boner", I got my Kelly cd, Twins cd, Kelly poster, Twins poster x2, three shirts, a doraemon calender and a PSP (white version)! This was a big shock. My mum's friend in HK sent out the package here. My sister was like "wa.. wah... Wah.. WAh... WAH... WAHHHHHH..." endlessly. Happy. Excited. Fun.



Back to the serious tone. Some said that I need counselling. Some said that I need to be more confident about myself. Some said that I need to recognise my talents (if I have any). Hmmm... Seriously, I don't know I can do it. Any case, I thank all who have console me with their pleasing words and stuff. Maybe things will change. Maybe thing will get better. Maybe I will change. Maybe I will get better. Maybe. Maybe. Maybe. Lots of maybes.





Two songs that reflects me and my feelings. Anyway, I love the songs also.

GO TO HELL!

Today's post is going to be filled with RAGE and disappointment (and vulgar). Early in the morning today, I was summoned down to help out at the market. Then my stupid gastric problem is disturbing me again. Wobbly legs and spinning heads. Felt much better though after I came back and slept.

Later in the afternoon, I had my Nth hours of GP tuition. At the same time, my sister was watching a Taiwanese variety show in the computer. Let me first introduce my sister. She is a great dancer who can dance very well. She can do split. She knows how to dance Jolin's songs. She knows how to do her hair. She knows her maths. She teachese her classmates maths. She won a kindness award. She won a netball match and clinched silver. She is good at her literature. She is good at her chinese. She is fluent in Mandarin. She is fluent in English. She is fluent in Cantonese. She is good at decorating. She is good in fashion. She knows how to put on makeup. She knows how to type fast. She is pretty. She is feminine. She has black long hair. She is thrifty with her money. She reads. She plays. She and she and she... Just like her idol, she is just as talented.

In comparison, I am not as talented as her and her idol. I can't dance. I can't split. I can't sing. I can't do my hair properly. I can't teach maths. I am not kind. I am not good at humanities. I am blunt. I stutter. I am lusy in languages. I have no sense of fashion. I can't decorate. I can't design. I can't play piano or violin or guitar or saxophone or cello or clarinet or keyboard or flute or drums or erhu or guzheng or pipa or bass or vocal or harp or or or... I can't speak Japanese or German or French or Russian or Malay or Tamil or Thai or Korean or Arab or Spanish or Hokkien or Teochew or Sichuan or Mongalian language or Shanghai or Hakka or or or... I don't know how to deal with people. I am ot powerful. I can't lead. I can't and I can't and I can't...

I can't blame her for saying that I am "talent"less because the fact is really that I am "talent"less. I am not being pessimistic or lacking some self-confidence. I am just stating a concrete fact. I have no skills. At first I got really angry with her. But as I thought deeper, I can't blame her. In fact, she is right. Absolutely right. I can't even think of anything that I am really better than her. Some will say maths. But she is only secondary two and I am already JC2. So the comparison is not valid. When I was in sec 2, my maths was only 60+ percent as compared to her 80+. I was still way way way far below. She is born smarter, I would not be able to reach her standards.

Here comes the furious part. In the evening, we, the usual three, went to orchard. My mum wanted to shape her eyebrow. All went smoothly until we finished our dinner. As we walked out of "Central", my sister said that she wanted to buy something from Watsons. Nothing happened UNTIL we were about to step out of the store. An old bitchy haggard freako came up to my mum and said,"You want to try this pimple cream? It's good for your son's pimples." Firstly, I wouldn't need something that is good for my pimples! Who the hell will buy anything that is good for the pimples? So that they can grow well and flourish? Freako. Secondly, she is being so damn freaking blunt that who on Earth having pimples will buy from her? Then the old hag pestered me further and went on, "You may also want to try this supplement, it is good for pimples also." Once again she talked shit. I was so freaking angry and burning with rage that I turned back immediately and shouted "GO TO HELL!" I REALLY FELT LIKE STEPPING BACK INTO THE STUPID STORE AND GIVE HER A TIGHT SLAP AND SLASH HER WITH A SWORD! As usual, I cursed her and everybody around her and her and her and her and her again and again. I hate people who touches this particular topic. I hate her.

I swear next time if ONE MORE FU*KER DARE TO WALK UP TO ME AND TRY TO SELL THEIR INEFFECTIVE AND DAMNIT PIMPLE STUFFS, I WILL SLAP THE IDIOT IMMEDIATELY AND TELL HER (OR HIM) TO GO TO HELL! PLUS I WILL MAKE SURE HER (OR HIS) JOB IS A GONECASE.

"enjoy NS" quoted from oes, a NS enthusiast

"enjoy NS" quoted from oes, a NS enthusiast.

It is worth discussing. National Service. A two-year military training for all abled male Singaporeans (not necessarily borned one) who are above 18. My opinion on this is not suitable to be posted here. It will cost me a certain price to pay. But from the title, it is quite obvious. I have just received my letter telling me to get to some training school next year January, that is so freaking soon. But its not that bad also, at least get to be released earlier. In about two months time, I will on my way to a testosterone-filled island for three months (I shall thank my biology teacher for teaching how to spell testosterone). My best friend will only be going in in March, that when I get out, he gets in. My secondary schoolmate, oes, msned me tonight and we "discussed" about the "joy of NS" as he had said. (I am doing GP at my A level, so punctuation means alot. The "" here is meant to quote his words, but I do want to use it for the other reason as well at the same time). He sounded really like as if he was talking about how beautiful his girlfriend is to me. A true NS enthusiast. I thought I have just met someone who told me that he loved to slog and work all day long. Then I was hit by another shock when he said BOTAK (which means hairless)! I thought it was going to the normal usual complain about having to be bald. BUT. As a NS enthusiast, he shocked me again. He said he will be enjoying his hairless days. Again for a moment I thought I had just talked to someone who loved to have his eyebrows shaved. Okay, I recognised that there are people who really loved to slog and have his eyebrows shaved all at the same time but I have never expected that it could be such a joy for that person. At least for me, it will be good enough if NS + botak doesnt sound so much like a death sentence to me.



The coming two years, I swear, will be the last time in my entire life that I will shave off my hair botak, until I step into the coffin.



Now I realised why they have to notify us only two months before our enlistment. It really feels different when you receive the letter, at least I felt less happy and relaxed after the letter. Also, it made me think back about last year when I made an important decision. Now I have got the feeling of knowing that I will be away for the next two years, I am more certain that I did the right thing. Only getting the letters made me felt isolated from the world already, let alone really going into army for two years. It is going to be more tough and difficult for me than for me to take A level and O level in one day. I did not handle it well last year. In addition to NS, it will only get out of hand faster, then it will only cause more heartbreaks and tears. Once is enough. There will not be a second chance.

I wouldn't want to chain you up to the wall and myself go away leaving you behind, chained.

I am not a good boy but I am not selfish.

I am forced to lead that life, I can't force you to lead that life with me.




<<失憶>>
梁靜茹


我書桌上的香水
你沉默地背對
只剩下那一點點
還是聞得到從前

西裝裏的口袋
我整理過的愛
又破了那一點點
我幫你補了誓言

從沒實現的搖滾夢
我也陪你走好多遍
斷弦的吉他
始終彈不出我要的答案

我和你拼了好幾夜
約翰列農的圖片
卻拼不到一個永遠
我在等你喊停

感覺不到從前溫柔的雙眼
感覺得到你已不再眷戀
無奈的笑試圖讓我知道
得了失憶可能對你我都好

感覺不到說是為了我改變
感覺得到承諾劃過我左臉
我不知道也許我會得到
一句還是朋友這是藉口還是盡頭

Here I am Once Again Taking a risk Taking a chance Making a change...

Saw MTV awards yesterday and Kelly Clarkson won her best female video award for her song "Because of you". So today I went on youtube to search for the video. Saw it. Heard it. One word: touching or another word: realistic. The video and the song itself is about Kelly talking about her parents divorce when she was young and the impact of her own marriage and life. Realistic. Thats what many families are actually experiencing. Some parents are so selfish that they think that divorce will only affect them and not the kids. Yet, there are parents that are so thoughtful that they kept thinking for their kids and let themselves lived a life of misery and unhappiness. Is it so hard to have a happy family? Are happy families luxuries? Maybe really they are.

I will not make the same mistakes that you did
I will not let myself cause my heart so much misery
I will not break the way you did
You fell so hard
I've learned the hard way, to never let it get that far
Because of you
I never stray too far from the sidewalk
Because of you
I learned to play on the safe side
So I don't get hurt
Because of you
I find it hard to trust
Not only me, but everyone around me
Because of you
I am afraid

I lose my way
And it's not too long before you point it out
I cannot cry
Because I know that's weakness in your eyes
I'm forced to fake, a smile, a laugh
Every day of my life
My heart can't possibly break
When it wasn't even whole to start with

Because of you
I never stray too far from the sidewalk
Because of you
I learned to play on the safe side
So I don't get hurt
Because of you
I find it hard to trust
Not only me, but everyone around me
Because of you
I am afraid

I watched you die
I heard you cry
Every night in your sleep
I was so young
You should have known better than to lean on me
You never thought of anyone else
You just saw your pain
And now I cry
In the middle of the night
For the same damn thing

Because of you
I never stray too far from the sidewalk
Because of you
I learned to play on the safe side
So I don't get hurt
Because of you
I tried my hardest just to forget everything
Because of you
I don't know how to let anyone else in
Because of you
I'm ashamed of my life because it's empty
Because of you
I am afraid

Because of you

Because of you

Heres another two of Kelly's video. Breakaway and Behind these hazel eyes.

I think they are really nice and meaningful, both the song and video. Lots of reflection on life to be made. Who can be perfect? Who want to be perfect? Who is perfect? No one and everyone.

Now, something less serious. Last week I made a pot of miso soup only I think it's nice and the soup turned out really nice( praising myself again *0*). This week, I cooked again. This time is green bean soup with a lot of ingredients! Second try on dessert. Not too bad and at least it looks like those sold at the market. Satisfied. Now I realised the joy in cooking. It doesnt come with the dish and pots I have to wash after that. It also doesnt come with my sister "praising" my food. It also doesnt come with the blisters from hot water or cuts from the food itself or knives. It come from the moment you take a bite or sip of the dish and let out that satisfying but abit porno kind of "Ahhhhhh..." (hmmm... I think I do sound like a maid or some housewives)

Baccalaureate Service I

Baccalaureate Service 2006!


cute cute mdm liu
United Nations.. oops... shud be The United Nations
ACS forever!

Our first GP teacher!
Ehhh.. Jiun Siang wrong direction...
yeah... from the top..
cute and pretty ms lim
proudly present to u our class's arnold!


Heehee... Representatives from China and HK!!
Cute foto.. (Not act cute foto... cos dun need to act oso cute le... hahax)
Ehhh JIUN SIANG WRONG DIRECTION AGAIN!!!! Yeah...
*Blushed*
I so shortie... :(
Woh... I am falling down... hahax
Eeeee... Show our teeth!
Come come take foto...
Shortie again... (i mean myself hahax...)
Our handsome chinese teacher..
yeah my favourite pretty chem teacher!
our new physics teacher!
the twin tower of SA1
Our Yami king... hahax...
my only arts frens... talented one ok...
girl power! young pilot!
say cheese... smile! dun be shy!


Welcome to bollywood!
8-days paparazzi...
relaxed SA1
sweet sweet pose
hmph... dun let u see.. hahax..
on our way to vivocity!
boyband...
woh.... flying junyi... hahax.. guess who pushed him???
SA1 at vivocity!!!



wow... this must be the longest post I have ever posted. Just the photo is already very long. These are only part of the photos we took on our baccalaureate service 2006. Today marked the end of our days as SA1 of Anglo Chinese Junior College. We were finally graduated! Mixed with excitement and sadness, today was a super emotional day! Our dear ms lim and barry almost cried. (Ms Lim actually cried). The service started with the usual singing and praises to God. Then when the teachers were asked to sing to their respective form classes a song, our beloved ms lim cried. Honestly, it had been a fun time with ms lim as our gp tutor and even more meaningful time with her as our form teacher. She is always emotional and cries about alot of things. Then we continued the service with more singing and praying. The next was our student counseller president giving valendictory speech. He is still as humorous as in the past. I love this part of the speech:

A hair cut in school: $6
School complex fees: $240
30 college tee: $300
notes and tutorials: lost count


ACJC experience: priceless...

Ohhh... It was an imitation of the mastercard advertisment but it is so true. Then we continued singing and praying until the whole service ended with our ms lim giving us back our result booklet and our souveneir. Finally the service ended and our life as AC students ended. We stayed on to take pictures with classmates and teachers, countless of them. Tired of smiling and grining ( but it was really really fun). We planned lunch with ms lim but unfortunately she had a meeting to attend so cant make it with us for lunch. Sad but this will not be the last time we see her right? There will be chance. We decided to head towards Vivocity but we didnt really set off until we all finished taking photoes with all the teachers and classmates and friends. I have never knew that I had so many friends in AC. Finally we left AC. (but tommorrow we are coming back again.. for maths mock)

We had Carls Jr for lunch at Vivocity and we sat with classmates that we seldom talk to. Jeffrey and I sat with Jimmy and Junyi (the sexy guy). We had a good chat and I realised that they were actually fun people to be friends with. We were like partying at Carls Jr and we chit chat after our gigantic burgers. At first we wanted to watch Miami Vice but some didnt want it so we just walk around to see what can we do. Then we discovered that there is this rooftop garden at Vivo and we just went up and stay there to relax and bond (of cos take foto also). Again we took countless fotos there and finally we decided to go back to the building cos its getting too hot. When we were back in the building we realised we have nothing to do at Vivo already so Yanbo suggest that we shall separate from there. Our dear Barry got emotional again and said some encouraging words and confessions. We cheered regardless of others in Vivo. It is sad. This was our first most united outing of SA1 2006 yet it happened on our last day at AC.

Next I wanna talk about the present I got from my classmates and teachers. Ms lim gave us pens with her writings on it two days before the service. It was really sweet of her to have did all the writings herself amidst her tonnes of essays and compres to mark. Ms Toh gave us bears with her messages to us attached to it. Her messages was " Your potential is limitless. Explore." Thank you for your encouragement! I will explore and exploit , oops, should be utilize my potential to the fullest. Then I received a pepper bottle with message slips in it from Barry. Thank you so much also! It was a great experience to be in the same class with you! I also received a message and chocolate from Iris (our class's pretty girl). Finally I got a letter from Jesslyn, a three page long letter. She told us (she also gave a letter to jiun siang and jeffrey) to open it at home and honestly i didnt. I opened it on my way home on the bus. To be frank, I cried reading it. Also, it was a coincidence when i was reading the letter, I was listening to xiao S's "for my husband" (hahax.. dont think too much ok?) All the presents are so meaningful and precious to me.



I really loved my days in AC. I experienced anger, fear, stress, frustration, irritation and depression during the two years in AC. But I have also experience happiness, excitement, contentment, friendship, love, care, warmth and peace in AC. It was a real fun experience.



Even though we will go separate paths from now on but our SA1 spirits shall live on!



And so we talked all night about the rest of our lives
Where we're gonna be when we turn 25
I keep thinking times will never change
Keep on thinking things will always be the same
But when we leave this year we won't be coming back
No more hanging out cause we're on a different track
And if you got something that you need to say
You better say it right now cause you don't have another day
Cause we're moving on and we can't slow down


These memories are playing like a film without sound
And I keep thinking of the night in June
I didn't know much of love, but it came too soon
And there was me and you, and then it got real blue
Stay at home talkin' on the telephone and
We would get so excited, we'd get so scared
Laughing at our selves thinking life's not fair
And this is how it feels



As we go on, we remember
All the times we had together
And as our lives change,
Come whatever
We will still be, friends forever


So if we get the big jobs and we make the big money
When we look back now, will that joke still be funny?
Will we still remember everything we learned in school?
Still be trying to break every single rule
Will little brainy Bobby be the stockbroker man?
Can Heather find a job that won't interfere with her tan?
I keep, I keep thinking that it's not goodbye
Keep on thinking it's a time to fly
And this is how it feels


La, la, la la; yeah, yeah, yeah
La, la, la, la, we will still be friends forever


Will we think about tomorrow like we think about now?
Can we survive it out there? Can we make it somehow?
I guess I thought that this would never end
And suddenly it's like we're women and men
Will the past be a shadow that will follow us 'round?
Will these memories fade when I leave this town
I keep, I keep thinking that it's not goodbye
Keep on thinking it's a time to fly



I wish all the very very best for SA1 2006 for our A levels in a few weeks time.

WE CAN MAKE IT!!!

Happily not ever after

And they lived happily ever after...



~~~ The En... WAIT!!!



... Soon after the beautiful princess married the prince charming, the marriage started to go haywire. Princess didnt think that prince charming is charming anymore and prince charming started to realise that princess was a pain in the neck. Time didnt dilute the matter and unhappiness but in fact, time made the unhappiness more concentrated up till a point when the couple led a miserable life in silence. Neither of them said anything to each other anymore. In the name of marriage, they lived happily not ever after....



~~~The End...~~~





This should be how all fairytales should end in reality. There is no happily ever after, no beautiful princess, no prince charming, no white horses, no magical glass shoes, no seven dwarfs, no frog that will turn into a prince, no kind-hearted hunter that disobey the order of the evil queen, no mother fairy, no faithful beast, no talking teapot, no laughing candlestand, no walking mermaid and no princess who took sleeping pills to wait for her prince to kiss her.




It might seemed pessimistic of me to think that way. But actually it isnt that bad afterall. At least, there is also no poison apples, no queen who loved to eat Snow White's heart, no wicked woman to lock Rulpeza in a tall tower, no witch that curse a prince to turn into a beast or a frog, no fairy that allowed Cinderella to attend the party yet dont allow her to stay long enough and no fairy that gave Mermaid her legs but shut her up. So it isnt really that bad afterall.




So fairytales are really FAIRYtales that are fantasies in reality? Not really also. At least we do see people trying to poison others, we do see princes who only care about the look and outfit of their Cinderella, we do see Snow White waiting for her prince charming like an idiot, we do see Sleeping beauty taking sleeping pills and waiting hopelessly for her prince to kiss her and we do see beastly looking prince waiting to look like a prince charming one day. Most importantly, we do see the playboy prince going around saving Show White and taking the glass shoe to search for Cinderella's feet and going to some tower to kiss some Sleeping beauty and pretending to be a frog to be kissed, all at the same time.



As I was watching Helen the Baby fox yesterday night, I had deep thoughts about the movie. In the movie, Helen the baby fox was blind, deaf and dumb. Taichi, the main male lead, said that the life of Helen is a misery. Anything around him at anytime and anywhere is his enemy. Everything is unknown to him. I start to think if being blind, deaf and dumb is really a misery. Then I tried what Taichi's stepfather did to Taichi, he blindfolded Taichi and stuff cottonwool into his ears. And I sat there for 5 minutes. Being blindfolded for 5 minutes will seem just like sleeping but when I stuffed in the cotton wool, it was a totally different feeling. Eveything seem to have cut off and it feels like you have been thrown to the outer space ten billions lightyears away from Earth where even the sunlight couldnt reach. Like you have been locked in a big enough safe box. Panic and fear overwhelms and anxiety fills my heart. I quickly unblindfolded myself and took out the cottonwool. Then I went back to the movie again. I realised how painful the life Helen is leading everyday. Uncertainty became part and parcel of Helen's life.



But whose life is filled certainty then?....



Actually we are just like Helen also...



We fear. We panick. We get anxious. We are uncertain.

We are blind because we cannot see that the one we loved and loved us most is standing right in front of our eyes.

We are deaf because we cannot hear those caring and encouraging words from our loved ones right beside our ears.

We are dumb because we cannot say out our feelings for our loved ones even though they were the centre of our lifes.




We are Helen.

MV sharing session

Finally I got back the mood to study, so I am quite tired today. Anyway, quite many new songs recently, so I must share abit here (so as to make my blog more ermm... colourful)


This song is by Stef Sun (singapore's treasure- one of them)
I really like this song she sang bacause the lyrics is touching and simple enough to touch many hearts ( at least mine is touched). The melody is also quite simple yet full of feelings. So enjoy...



站在十字路的交點 該怎麼走

我卻只想回頭除了你給的傘

我再也沒有別的藉口 去擁有你的什麼

你能體諒我有雨天 偶爾膽怯你都了解

過去那些 大雨落下的瞬間 我突然發現

誰能體諒我的雨天 所以情願回你身邊

此刻腳步會慢一些 如此堅決 你卻越來越遠



牽手和分手來自同一雙手

作回朋友 我卻悔恨不懂挽留



你能體諒我有雨天 偶爾膽怯你都了解

過去那些 大雨落下的瞬間 我突然發現

誰能體諒我的雨天 所以情願回你身邊

此刻腳步會慢一些 如此堅決 你卻越來越遠



是否太晚 路已走遠 我的眼眶淚太滿 走不回你身邊



你能體諒我有雨天 偶爾膽怯你都了解

過去那些 大雨落下的瞬間 我突然發現

誰能體諒 我的雨天

此刻腳步會慢一些 如此堅決 你卻越來越遠

The second song is by Penny Dai. This song is in her new album iPenny which I suppose means ai (love) penny. Actually to be honest I haven't heard this song many times but I think it's nice bacause of the lyrics again. There is a lot of something something alone stuff and it just suits me quite well. I enjoy doing stuff alone but maybe when I have found my other half, I might change.




心情好or心情壞 有什麼好假裝

反正天若真的塌下來 我自己扛



天氣好or天氣壞 有什麼好緊張

反正下一秒鐘的我 開始 開始流浪



我要一個人去東京鐵塔看夜景

我要一個人去威尼斯看電影

我要一個人去陽明山上看海芋 拍偶像劇

我要一個人去紐約純粹看雪景

我要一個人去巴黎喝咖啡寫信

我要一個人的旅行 一個人透透氣



向右轉or向左拐 有什麼不一樣

反正每一條未知的路 都有未來

我和誰在談戀愛 有什麼大驚小怪

反正下一秒鐘的我 早已 早已離開



我要一個人在希臘夢見蘇格拉底

我要一個人的通宵看完魯迅的背影

我要一個人呆呆的在浴缸裡 思考阮玲玉

我要一個人的北京探望孟姜女

我要一個人的書局和志摩談情

我要一個人的旅行 一個人徹底



心情好or心情壞 有什麼好假裝



一個人的旅行 一個人的行李

一個人的旅行 一個人的空氣

一個人的旅行 一個人到底

一個人的旅行 一個人的行李

一個人的旅行 一個人的空氣

一個人的旅行 一個人到底

dancing dancing dancing...

ok.. This post is actually just an advertisement for Jolin's concert <Pepsi Jolin Tsai 唯舞獨尊世界巡迴演唱會> Her song is so soo sooo soooo sooooo nice!!! So I cannot resist helping her to da guang gao! Enjoy her MV...




蔡依林JOLIN 唯舞獨尊MV