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Sunday, November 29, 2009
Everytime i read a storybook...i'm always afraid of the ending...i'm afraid of reading a sad ending...even though a sad ending teaches me that life is not always perfect and does not always end with a 'happily ever after'.
But still, i can't help it but be afraid of reading a not 'happily ever after' ending...
I know that it's ridiculous of me...a story's just a story...but still, it doesn't help.
Sometimes, this feeling starts after i've read like halfway through the book...sometimes at the very beginning...
It just makes me feel...all...sad, unhappy and everything...i don't like this......
。。。不知不觉，我的心弦已被那一行行的文字牵动着、拨弄着。。。

空が青い @~ { 6:24 PM }


Thursday, November 26, 2009
Took the MRT to Bugis yesterday.
It was pretty cram and there was no seat available.
As usual, i stood next to a pole during the ride.
Then, at one of the station, a mother with her baby in a pram went on board the train.
There was no space inside and the baby pram was placed next to me.
The baby was so cute! It's a baby boy by the way. Wide-eyed.
I was holding onto the lower portion of the pole and suddenly the baby just grabbed the edge of my sling bag.
The mother was like saying sorry to me when she pulled the baby's hand away.
After which, the baby changed his 'target' and started playing with the zipper of a man's bag placed on the floor on the other side. lol.
As the train was approaching Bugis station, i paid no more attention to the baby. Instead, i was looking outside.
And guess what? The baby suddenly out of nowhere just grabbed one of my finger...
He's really very cute...i guess all babies are cute. =]
The mother must have felt a bit 'paiseh'. Haha.

空が青い @~ { 3:43 PM }


Tuesday, November 24, 2009
每个人的心中，都同时存在着一个天使与恶魔。
大部分的人，都会选择囚禁恶魔，只把自己天使的一面呈现出来。
这并不是不好，只是，过度的呈现天使的一面，似乎就会变成有点做作。
而有的时候，努力地想囚禁恶魔，却会成为一件非常辛苦的事。
人们内心的挣扎，又有几个人真正的了解？
这种天使与恶魔之间的战争，更不是三言两语便能向世人说明的。
只要一个人还活着，这个战争或许就会不断地持续下去，直到，生命的时钟停止运作为止。。。
The angel and the devil continues to exist in our hearts...

空が青い @~ { 3:09 PM }


Friday, November 20, 2009
眼睛、通往心灵的一扇窗。
很多时候，我不知该把视线往哪处放。。。常常发现自己不知不觉地望着远处。。。走路时是这样；站在原地时也如此。。。
无法把视线移开；便会有种越陷越深至无法自拔的感觉。
对于某些人的眼睛，也一样。似乎有一个个漩涡的存在。
一个眼神，若用心去看，能诉说许多的秘密

空が青い @~ { 4:30 PM }


Thursday, November 19, 2009
More often than not, we trust people a lot.
Like when we take the public transport.
Think about it.
If we did not trust the driver to abide by the 'rules', why would we trust them with our life?
只因为我们愿意相信，这个世界依旧很美好，人的本质依旧是“善”。

空が青い @~ { 8:34 PM }


Sunday, November 15, 2009
随着时间一分一秒地流失，
我的生命也在一点一滴地被消耗。
时间总是过得如此得快。
转眼间，我已完成了我生命中的其中一个阶段--中学生涯。
而，其余的也就只有等着拿成绩的那一天了。
不得不说，我在这四年里学到了很多，不单是知识方面。
此外，还结识了许多“新”人。
能在这相遇及认识，也是一种莫大的缘分，即使无法成为要好的朋友。
在这四年的时间里，说短不短，说长嘛，也不长，但却足以让我拥有了许多不一样的时光；有快乐的，忧愁的，疯狂的，丢脸的，不愉快的，等等，数不胜数。
这些回忆，或许在许多年后会变得模糊，但，我相信，曾经经历过的那些感觉，是不会被遗忘的。
或许，我并不是个很好的朋友，有时候也很自私，任性，但，请记得，曾经有个我当过你们生命中的过客。
“500次的轮回，得来今世擦肩而过；1000次的逆转，换来这生一次朋友”

空が青い @~ { 11:51 AM }


Friday, November 13, 2009
Finally...O's over! Haha.

空が青い @~ { 4:01 PM }