Tuesday, January 24, 2006
爱情的模样
<爱情的模样> 五月天
你是巨大的海洋
我是雨下在你身上
我失去了自己的形状
我看到远方爱情的模样
曾经孤单的旁徨
曾经相信曾经失望
你穿过了重重的迷惘
那爱的慌张终于要解放
你是谁? 教我狂恋
教我勇敢地挑战全世界
在一样的身体里面 一样有爱与被爱的感觉
我爱谁已无所谓
没有谁能将爱情划界限
在一样的身体里面 迷样的魔力却是更强烈
星星在夜空中闪亮
星空下我不停流浪
只剩我无知的奔忙
因为你眼光都化成了 荒凉
这世界全部的漂亮
不过你的可爱模样
你让我举双手投降
跨出了城墙长出了翅膀
夜的诗人：“
It's tough to be jobless, and low on cash at the same time. Worsed still, with lots of dinners to join up with, lotsa movies to catch, rolls of film to develop. Thank goodness got some sort of reimbursements in the form of angpaos coming soon. While I enjoy having free time to do whatever I want to, when I have too much of it, I start to feel sorry about it. Everybody else I know have already proceeded with their new year and long back to normalcy. I feel like I am still threading where water is deep, but the pool edge is still some distance away, with everybody else out of it, showered, changed and left.
On a few occasions while I was out of home these days, I can't help but feel the exuberance of youth is already leaving furthur and furthur from me. I feel especially so when I see sec and jc students in their school uniforms, when I see childish groups of guys and spasticated attention seeking girls, when I see sports jocks chilling at coffee shops and hawker centres. I start to worry, I start to wonder who should I vote for this year, I hope Budget 06 will give me one more angpao, I am no longer indifferent (although at times I think, I am so hardened that I couldn't give a damn), I consider my obligations, and I can only attend more weddings and funerals.
At times I considered various stages of life as mandatory; puberty, studies, work, marriage, death. Then I realised, only the 4th could elude me, and probably would. I am so out of touch with the nubiles' generation, the girls of my age have moved on, and I have never been in the selection pool for the older jiejies anyway. Even bugger '陈烂嘴' is attached. Funny ah? Sometimes I wonder if I need to lie or hide some undesirable traits and lose lotsa weight in order to succeed in the dating game; I always thought women hate liars and looks doesn't matter to them. Maybe I heard them wrong, or to paraphase a irritating credit card ad; I 'just don't get it'.
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taxi taker at 8:53 PM