Tuesday, September 29

這樣子差不多了

聽著petshop boys 跑呀跑
四周的寧靜 雨天後的對面海的燈光閃閃
寧謐的跑道上只有我自己
不, 我知道大家都在看著我
令我感受到此刻的美麗

能量的流動 大汗小汗 一滴一落
contentment
我對自己說了一聲
我可以繼續這樣活著就足夠了
現在的我都不錯


Sunday, September 20

this is no longer so

i will be fxxking good
i will not be giving up
today's great news : 112

=)

Tuesday, September 8

09:09:09 09/09/09

今早的09:09:09, 我正在造惡夢

夢中的我漂亮,微笑,愉快的和一個他走在一起,他或許是現在的他吧,只記得他穿著白色襯衫,高高的個子,有我喜歡的微笑。我好像瘦了,是一個理想的自己,穿著黃色的碎花裙子,應該是秋天,他一時摟著我,一時手拖著手的走回家。從來沒有想過這是一個惡夢,什至認為 "這是真的便好了",有那種造美夢的感覺。

回到家裡,我們相聚,生活化的相聚,看看雜誌,聽聽音樂,說說笑,然後與貓咪玩耍‧‧‧ 真好,這個他格外溫柔。不久,我到樓下買東西,心情輕鬆,唱著歌,好像是買一些吃的作晚餐,不消一會,我便拿著食物回到家的樓下,我就站在露台的下方,聽到一些歡笑聲,就在我家的露台? 為什麼? 我抬一看, 看見一位女孩子與他摟摟抱抱站在我的深木色的露台上,突然之間,心疼,我的小貓因為這女的興奮,看不見我不再是我的小貓,他變作了陌生人,笑得更燦爛。我抬頭叫喊他的名字,他什麼都聽不見,望而卻步,凌亂的心情,就像迷路一樣,然後我大哭大叫,漸進式,他們卻走進屋子,拿著我的東西走出來,毛公仔,鞋子,手袋,我的照片‧‧‧於是一起把屬於我的東西一件又一件的扔出窗外,一件又一件,大的小的‧‧‧我變成了透明,手擋著他們扔出來的東西,繼續大哭繼續叫喊 ,"停呀停呀... 唔好呀..唔好呀... ..."

哭不停,直至我被自己的哭聲吵醒,醒了,望一望時鐘,9:12
我睡過了頭,手指擦掉真的眼淚,呆望著床頭的照片,很久才回過魂來。

現在的憶起都令我想哭, 為什麼於今天的早上我會造這種惡夢?

I had a dream, it was lasting
It lasted the whole day
I dreamt you had left meand
when i woke the mirror said to me
Maybe it's true, it could be true



今早在車上聽到關於很多於今天新婚的新聞
新人們很高興
" 係呀, 我地相識9年, 所以今日結婚希望長長久久"
恭喜,但是我的09/ 09 / 09...

ok 了

Friday, August 28

maturity fm osho

One should not get married to a woman or to a man in a poetic mood. Let the prose mood come, then settle. Because the day-to-day life is more like prose than like poetry.

One should become mature enough. Maturity means that one is no longer a romantic fool.
One understands life, one understands the responsibility of life, one understands the problems of being together with a person.
One accepts all those difficulties and yet decides to live with the person.
One is not hoping that there is only going to be heaven, all roses.
One is not hoping nonsense; one knows reality is tough, it is rough. There are roses but far and few in between; there are many thorns.
When you have become alert to all of these problems and still you decide that it is worthwhile to risk and be with a person rather than to be alone, then get married. Then marriages will never kill love, because this love is realistic. Marriage can kill only romantic love. And romantic love is what people call puppy love.
One should not depend on it.

One should not think about it as nourishment. It may be just like ice-cream -- you can eat it sometimes, but don't depend on it. Life has to be more realistic, more prose.

Thursday, August 27

r.i.p.

他說:「現在進食時需要豐富的幻想力,就好像食一碗燒鵝瀨,我要回憶它的味道,想像它是很好味的。煙是徹底戒了,酒有時還是會偷偷喝點。生病不可怕,關鍵在於如何面對。」

我們要百毒不侵
physically & mentally


..但是我又感冒了

Friday, August 21

this boy

Love to forgive and forget,
So I,
Try to put all this behind us,
Just,
Know that my arms are wide open,
The older I get, the more that I know.



This boy wouldn't mind the pain;
Would always feel the same
If this boy gets you back again.

this boy