Useless

Iam mush more clever than you expect, tricks are not working in front of me.

光彩

人生逐漸燦爛起來!

舊日的軌跡

最近開始看回一些有關投資的書籍,
什麼Warren Buffet呀!George Soros呀!
我要從回從前的軌跡上投機,炒賣為將來的生活而努力。

雨

雨下得很兇,站在窗邊往外看,
妄想回到兒時,走到街上,
任雨水弄醒自己,讓它潔淨我的身心。

若有所失

昨夜睡不穩,我在床上輾轉難眠,原來有些東西在困擾著我。

心情指數

情緒或高或低如此鬼秘
暗晴難講理
昨天我還是笑容滿載
今天卻是一副黑臉

不一樣

我絕不會傻得像從前一樣
現在的我只會去愛那些愛我的人
There are a lot of people waiting for me,
I wont waste my energy again on someone that is not going to love me.
I wont be as stupid as before.

思念

思念一個人，是一天總想起他幾次。
聽不到他的聲音時，
會擔心他，會想念和他一起的時光。

我看-家

從小便不大喜歡這個家,不喜歡待在這裏,
在這裏無論做什麼也不能得到認同,
所以我選擇她不在家的時候待在家中,更甚我會把自己封鎖在最暗陰的角落裏。

靜享

最開心的生活,莫過於休息的日子,跟自己喜歡的人待在一起,深居簡出,無所事事。

Its hurt

Last night the grief was in me. It seared through my veins, through my tears and carve up what’s left of my soul. I don’t understand how I was still breathing or how come I was still in one piece (physically, at least). It hurts. Everything hurts – my eyes spew shards of glass down my cheeks and my whole body aches. An ache so intense I can’t bear it. Why? How can it be? It is a cruel experience to me.

朋友剛剛離世,哭過後感到自己是空盪盪的。
但願你在另一個世界裏過得更好。

放下

早兩天跟好友M小姐聊了一陣子,她勸喻我放下過去。
其實我又怎會不想。
最哀切的事情,莫過於受傷/受挫折過後,當日子流逝,日轉星移,事情早已遠去,
可是傷口卻仍未結疤。

遊

我喜愛郊遊。放假時,我盡量不待在市區,因為已一連五天地對著吱吱喳喳的一群人,假如連僅餘的假期也要如此,那會加大我老人痴呆症發病的機會率。

沒有工作的日子,去郊外親親大自然,到海灘來個日光浴,整個人投入暖暖的日光之中,之後會來個全身按摩,讓剩下的肉體疲勞得以舒緩。

愛自己多D,
讓自己過得更有意思。:p

鬥獸棋

如果將來我有幸生兒育女的話
我必定從小培訓他們玩鬥獸棋
要不然他們長大成人後
便適應不了那大行其道的現實版"職場鬥獸棋"

What makes me smile?

The brightness of nature when Iam hiking. The colours are so vibrant they just make me feel warm inside. I feel iam part of this world.

The Q face impression of my 3 doggies.

Social Serivce. Feeling like i can help things get better. I feel alive again.

Hanging out, hugs and affection from those i love, my friends and my family.

Having the time, guts and money to go shopping.

Holding hand with the one i love.

A great meal. Yummy! No matter cook or eat.

The Reason I Write

I’ve been writing since I broke up with Miss T – writing to exorcise my own personal demons (whether they be in the form of life struggles, deep rooted trauma or just the everyday stuff that gets everyone’s goat). I’m a sensitive soul and somehow I think a little bit too much. Writing became an instinctive way for me to release a lot of negativity and confusion enabling me to carry on with life as (almost) normal.

Opening up to every friends was difficult. I kinda slid into the role of the listener and the one who cares. When I care too much about the people/stuff around me it is difficult not to fear burdening them with my own emotion.

I start to write. When I write I have found that words poured out from my heart along with my memories. I just wrote them down in my pocket pc.

Not all of my writing are negative though. A few do have a positive slant on them. ( I guess only me that sees it. :P).

I love each of them. They are testament to different parts of my life - both positive and negative.

Writing these (it has reminded me that there are sweet, sour, bitterness and spicy in life - I forget sometimes) are my "photo album" and receipe of life.......

CC

討人喜歡

團友說我很rude, R.U.D.E!
我想不是吧!只是我有時候愛沉默,是我不合你們滿意。
我是這樣的,幹嘛我要每時每刻都精滿神足的展露笑容?
刻意佯裝,我做不來。
團友B,你跟我說旅行應該放輕鬆,要relax!
我說大家只是來旅行,要求的,是放下平日工作上的假面具,好好的做回自己。
朋友,其實我常常在笑,在我舒適的環境下。

日本

跟兩位友人去日本關西走了幾天,頓然發覺我是如此的難以相處。