passing sights

《恋爱症候群》

歌曲：恋爱症候群歌手：黄舒俊专辑：雁渡寒潭
黄舒俊:恋爱症候群

（口白）有许多专家告诉我
他们说要以理性的态度谈恋爱
我常想大概这些专家从来没有谈过恋爱
不信你试看看你谈恋爱还会有理性
我想那大概是假的（唱）

关于恋爱症候群的发生原因
至今仍然是最大的一个迷
不管性别年龄职业体重学历长相和血型
没有一个人可以免疫

有些专家学者研究后相信
恋爱是内分泌失调所引起
却有别人认为恋爱属于过滤性簿
像感冒无药可救但会自动痊愈
不管你同不同意
自古到今许多例子证明
恋爱不但是一种病态
它还可能是一种变态

一般发病后的初期反应
会开始改变一些生活习性
洗澡洗得特别干净刷牙刷得特别用力
半夜突然爬起来弹钢琴
有人每天站在阳台对路人傻笑
有人突然疯疯癫癫突然很安静
有人一脸痴呆对著镜子咬著指甲打喷嚏
有人对小狗骂三字经

女人突然改变发型
男人开始每天练著哑铃
食欲不振歇斯底里四肢萎缩神经过敏发抖
抽筋都出现在这时期

随著病情越来越变本加厉
人会变得格外敏感勇敢和恶心
写的唱的说的都像天才诗人一般才华洋溢
愈肉麻愈觉得有趣
有人恋爱之后每天躲在厕所哭泣
有人开记者会宣布恋爱的消息
有人总是喜欢两个人躲在黑漆漆的地方
像做了不可告人的事情

每天忙著算命
挖空心思改变自己配合对方的习性
把每天都当作记念日
把自己当作记念品

每天漫无目的腻在一起
言不及意也觉得好有趣
走著坐著躺著趴著都行影不离
像是两人三脚又像连体婴

心里想的只有爱你爱你爱你爱你
也不管家里米缸有没有米
也不管路上有人示威抗议
只管爱你

心里想的只有爱你爱你爱你爱你
也不管海峡两岸统一问题
也不管埃塞俄比亚多少难民
只管爱你

经过一段轰轰烈烈热恋时期
不久就会开始渐渐痊愈
两人开始互相厌倦互相攻击对方缺点
所有甜言蜜语都随风而去

然后开始从错觉和误解中清醒
惊讶自己为何如此不聪明
为了爱情不管一切
不顾父母朋友姐妹兄弟
开始感到后悔不已

然后开始感到疲惫沉闷气喘心悸牙痛头痛梦呓
然后是精神不济瞳孔放大脾气暴躁四肢麻痹
终于受不了要分离

虽然结果颇令人伤心
了解之后也没什么了不起
爱情终究是握不住的云
只是我想要告诉你
哦…

在我落寞的岁月里
你的温柔解脱我的孤寂
带给我深深的狂喜
如此颤动著我的心灵

轻轻诉说爱你爱你爱你爱你
不管是黑夜或是黎明
不管是梦中或是清醒
深深爱你

我要对你说爱你爱你爱你爱你
不管是黑夜或是黎明
不管是梦中或是清醒
深深爱你

多么幸福
让我遇见你
呜。。。

Issues ~ 事情

Sometimes, matters are so minute that we wonder if we should bring it up for discussion or simply to let it go?

This issue, is not exactly a big issue.
However, it is not exactly a small issue either.
Other might even think that it is microscopic.
However, I just felt that that seems to be the start of decay.

Bring it up, or should I just shut up?

Honestly, I don’t know either.

事情有时候，就是小到让人摸不着头脑：该拿出来说，还是算了？

这事情嘛，说大不大。
说小，却又不是很小。
别人可能觉得微不足道。
但是我却觉得那是腐化的开端。

说，还是不说？
闹，还是算了？

老实说，我也不知道。

母乳

看到姐姐为小外甥女辛苦。。。咳！！！谁知瓶中餐，滴滴皆辛苦啊！！！！！

“浯水檠山”

请问有谁知道“浯水檠山”的确切意思？？？谢谢！！

Communicate ~ 交流

I love the way we communicate at home. Just today…

Phone rings.

Me: Hallo??
Dad: Hallo??? What is THE auntie doing??
Me: hahahaha… THE Auntie is ironing the clothes… Hang on… AUNTIE!!!!
Mum: Who is it?
Me: THE Ah Chek is looking for you!!

喜欢家中交流的方式。今天。。。

电话。

我：哈咯？？？
爸：哈咯？？那个Auntie呢？
我：哈哈哈。。。那个Auntie在烫衣服。。。你等一下啊。。。AUNTIE!!!
妈：是谁？？
我：那个阿CHEK找你！！

Laziness ~ 惰性

I had read a commentary that had generally argued that technology had caused people to:

1. develop a lazy trait which in turn improved technology and hence a vicious cycle;
2. not respect the time of others;
3. not respect language;
4. devalue the thinking and research process;
5. have an illusion that they are very close;

After reading that said commentary, there were some points which had me nodding my head off in agreement. However, there were also some points which I felt that the commenter was a tad too strict. All in all, I still felt that that particular commentary was rather well written. Under such circumstances, I would unknowingly store the relevant information in my sub-conscious, retrieving them when there is a trigger.

Anyway, I have always felt that Life is about learning and experiencing. And every time when I am careless and missed a learning point, the operator of Life would always seems to take the effort to arrange for an experience so that the dumb me would have the chance to learn and experience. Just a couple days ago, something happened gave me the chance to drive in the above-mentioned points home.

The main penetrator is of course, me. At that point of time, I was writing in Chinese, to express my gratitude to a particular elderly for his patience. In the end, I had forgotten which is the correct character to use for one of the expressions of gratitude. That, started my downfall to the above-mentioned crimes.

Because of the existence of technology, sending out an email is simply on the click of a button. In fact, I could safely say that it is easier for me to send out an email than to make a phone call. I misused it. Although at that point of time, I had checked the Chinese dictionary, but when I failed to get a clear-cut answer, I started shooting out emails, asking for help. That is my laziness. Did I really try my best in finding the answer myself? I didn’t managed to get the answer from this source, how about other sources? The information on the internet had examples on the usage for both my shortlisted answers, but had I really read through and analyze through both of them? Or did I simply gave up and took the easier way out of emailing others for a simple, straightforward answer? I had devalued the thinking and research process and disrespect language.

Sending out an email is easy, so easy that it creates an illusion that people are very close, as if they are always beside you, never leaving your side. They no longer have their own life, that answering your email is their sole purpose for existence. They no longer have their other work or private lives. In reality, their lifestyle and time management could be totally different from what you imagine it to be. That is the technology of emailing that caused you to misunderstood and start to disrespect the living space of other people.

Email correspondence creates illusions that you seems to know the other person very well when in actual fact, a majority of it is actually figments of your imagination. This could get to the point where, under the illusions of technology, one can cast the image of a totally different person onto this particular correspondent when it could be far from that particular image. The image could be based on another person in your real life. The email correspondent could have a little similarity in emailing language and coupling that with a few similar body language habits and voila! the image is caused. The email correspondent must fit into the image you had created.

And by simply sending out an email, I had disrespect the time of the others at the receiving end of my email. For those who answered my email, thank you. You have been very kind, accommodating and dotes on me. You are very kind. Thank you very much.

For those who did not response to my email, thank you for not indulging in my laziness and self-centered nature. You gave me the chance to learn and experience. Thank you for the chance.

Whether you had or hadn’t response, I still have to thank you all for enriching my life learning experiences.

But, haven’t I waste your time in letting you read this essay of mine? Isn’t that a disrespect of your time?

我曾经读过一篇评论，内容大概是说科技让人们：
（一） 产生惰性，而也是惰性让科技更发达，就这么地恶性循环下去；
（二） 对别人的时间不尊敬；
（三） 对语言不尊敬；
（四） 贬低了思考与研究的价值；
（五） 彼此之间的距离越拉越远，但是却制造了很紧密的假象；

读了该评论，有些论点让我点头，但是也有些让我觉得评论家的定位也太苛刻了。总的来说，仍然是觉得该评论写得蛮不错的。通常这种情况，我会在不知不觉的情况下将有关的事项读完后就把大纲收进自己的潜意识。

总是觉得人生是一场学习与体会，而每当我粗心而忽视某个点的时候，人生的操纵者总是会安排某个经验让我这个笨蛋有机会学个乖。前两天发生了一件让我很清楚地体会了以上几点。

行凶者当然就是本人了。当时因为想写一句”感激不尽”来感谢某位老人家的耐心，结果却因为自己一时搞不清楚到底是”感激不禁”呢，还是”感激不尽”，让我开始犯”罪”，让自己犯下了以上论点所提到的罪状。

因为科技的存在，要发一张email简直就是容易得很。可说是比拨电话还来得容易。我滥用了。尽管我当时候有去查词典，但是无法得到一个明确的答案我就发出了email求救，那就是我的惰性了。真的找不到吗？这本找不到，那另一本呢？网络上无论是”感激不尽”，还是”感激不禁”，两者都有出现。但是当时候我真的有明确地去查看吗？还是见到那么多例子就算了，email问别人会更快、更容易地得到答案呢？我贬低了思考与研究的价值，也对语言不尊敬了。

发email容易得很，也很容易让人误解对方其实很靠近，似乎就在你身边，没离开过。别人的主业，似乎就是回答你的email，没别的工作与私生活。其实，别人的生活、时间分配与自己想象中的差别可以很远很远，但是就是email这科技让你误会，也不尊敬对方的生活空间。

Email交流制造了假象，让人觉得似乎好象很了解对方，其实是什么都不了解。甚至在很多时候，自己会在科技制造的假象下，而让自己把一个完全不一样的影像投设在对方的身上，但是其实对方根本不是自己想象中的那样。想象的人可能是一个在自己生活中出现的另一个亲朋好友。就只要那个人在email交流中与少数的当面接触和自己联想，甚至是遐想中的人略有吻合或相似之处，就把那个假造的影像不管三七二十一地投设上去，不论真伪地分门别类。

而我一封email就这样地发了出去，对大家的时间都不尊敬了。回答我那无聊问题的人善良了，也太包容与疼爱我了。你们好善良。谢谢你们。

不回答我的人，谢谢你们不愿意放纵我的惰性与任性。真的，是应该让我学个乖，学个好。谢谢你们给我这个机会。

不论回答或没回答的人们，都得要谢谢你们丰富了我人生的学习过程。

但是，我这文章浪费了你们的时间来读，不也在不尊敬你们的时间吗？:D

庸人自扰。。。

原来要我站一边看着一位叱咤风云、外表能干的朋友，爱上完全不应该爱的男人是那么的痛苦的。

为了他，我必须坚强。我不能脆弱。因为这样会帮不了事。

很多时候，我真的觉得自己很没用。。。

问题

请问：

是（一） 感激不禁 —–> 不禁： 抑制不住；禁不住（产生某种感情，做不出某种动作）

还是（二）感激不尽？？——–>尽-》完，达到极端；全部用出；用力完成；全；所有的。

还是（三） 两个都可以？？

字典也查了，但是我无法得到结论。你们认为是哪一个？？

Country. Government. ~ 国。政。

I love my country.

But,

that does not mean I love the government.

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That is two different matters… Just like mistakes of the subordinates and the responsibilities of the boss are two different matters… Yeah… all different matters…

我爱国。

但是，

那并不代表我爱政府。

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那是两码事。。。就好象下属犯的错与上级无关一样。。。都是两码的事。。。

情况

人是以情况而定自己身份的。

要升职加薪的时候，就是人才。而人才是值得我们付出上百万年薪的！否则有谁还愿意站出来当人才呢？？这是为了确保有一组最优良的团队！！否则匹夫们就没有人才可带领他们了！！都说是匹夫了，就不会有人才的脑子，所以匹夫得要付出拥有最优良团队的代价。

马跑了。可是没跑出个第一名。这个时候，人才就得去才成人。话说，人非圣贤，谁能无过呢？？重点不是在于人是否应该丢官，那是懦夫所为！咱们可是负责任的优良团队！！不能出事就弃官走人！！咱们可是要负责任到底的！！

所以，乌纱帽照戴， 顶多我不坐宝马！反正官方用车都是“笨死”嘛！！

Simplicity ~ 简单

Because it was simple back then, that’s why I thought it was fun.

Because things got complicated now, that’s why I felt demoralized.

I want to return to that simple joy.

Possible?

因为当初简单，所以才会觉得好玩。。。

因为现在复杂，所以才会觉得沮丧。。。

我要找回当初，那简单的快乐。

能吗？

无聊

有人投诉：我的博客产量似乎每况愈下。就是在搞这些个。。。玩得有点走火入魔了。。。真的很好玩。。。可惜在不久的将来，就没得好玩了。或许，我也因为一些外在因素而将自己骗倒，觉得它不再好玩的。。。说不定。

第一次写脚本与做剪接。老实说，尽管这个没什么“看头”，但是它却在我心中占据了一个很特别的位置。。。除了是第一次的制作，也是因为前半段的剪接不是计划中的，而是误打误撞，听了同学们的作品而剪下去的。录音效果不好，语音不佳，感情全无，但是它就是特别。最简单的快乐。

Similarity ~ 相似

when one is left unnoticed, one creates better.
what i value most is always the beginning of everything.
the birth of something with uncertainty.
i guess, when something one creates becomes a desirable commodity to the mass,
it is time to destroy the creation,walk away and not look back.
the ownership no longer belongs to you.
the mass has taken away that intricate and special moment from the creator.
and claim to be theirs.
fame and popularity constantly smother a creator.

……

it feels like a landscape without limits.
what’s most beautiful about being unnoticed is…no red tapes yet.

Li Xie
How true… Even in a group of less than 20, it feels good to be simply doing your own stuff and not having to care about others that smothers… 才几个星期前，是因为好玩而做，现在却是因为被逼而做。

不管做么好玩的东西，加上个“逼”字就不好玩了。。。 也不想再玩了。

李邪，我感同深受。。。

唐三藏的家书

西天取经后唐三藏给孙悟空写了封家书。这个幽默，要配合周星驰《大话西游》中罗家英扮演的唐僧的画面感才会更有效果。—————————————————————-親愛的悟空：

我這封信寫的很慢，因為知道你看字不快。
八戒和我已經搬家了，不過地址沒改，因為搬家的時候把門牌也帶過來了。
這禮拜下了兩次雨，第一次下了3天，第二次下了4天。
昨天我們去買披薩，店員問我要切成8片還是12片，我說8片就成了，12片吃不完。

我給你寄去了一件外套，因為怕郵寄時超重，所以把扣子剪下來，放在外套口袋裡了。

最後告訴你，現在工作難找，你又猴子猴孫滿堂，本來想寄點錢給你度年關的，
可惜信封已經封上了。

PS：別忘了給孩子們講講我們很久很久很久以前的事：

那時候天是藍的，水是綠的，莊稼是長在地裡的，豬肉是可以放心吃的，耗子是怕貓的，

強盜是怕捕快的，法庭是講理的，殺人是要償命的，結婚是先談戀愛的，理髮店是只管頭頂的，

藥是可以治病的，大夫是救死扶傷的，拍電影是不需要陪導演睡覺的，照相是要穿衣服的，

孩子的爸爸是清楚的，欠錢是要還錢的，錢莊是一諾九鼎的，學校是不圖掙錢的，

夫子兩袖清風，腰桿是硬的，白癡是不能當官的，百年老店是萬金不換號的，

賣狗肉是不能掛羊頭的，結了婚是不能泡美眉的，買東西是要付錢的。

~ 转载：ahaoreporter.com

Empty ~ 空的

The phone went off, sending disruptive signals to the computer speakers that marred the performance of the song I was listening to.

As I checked the number displayed, I sigh. The number belonged to someone whom I had to work with but is not a particular fan of. Her high-pitched shrieky voice assaulted my ears over the phone.

“YL!!! It’s a distinction!! I am so happy!! I am so excited!!! THANK YOUUUUUUuuuuu!!!” she went on and on as I sighed at her emptiness.

For, with her method of operation, she would not have anything to show beyond all the fanciful results.

For, she gained nothing.

手机响了，导致电脑的喇叭发出干扰的信息而破坏了我正在听的歌。

当我看见来电者的号码，我不禁要叹一口气。是某位我不是很欣赏的工作伙伴。一接听电话，她那高昂尖锐的声音马上袭击我的耳朵。

“YL！！！！！！！是个特优！！！！！我好开心啊！！！！我好兴奋啊！！！！谢谢您！！！！！！！！！！！！”她一直重复地说着，而我也为她的肤浅而叹气。

因为，她的做法尽管能在考试中得到很了不起的成绩，但是实际上，她是没有具体的东西可以呈现出来的。

因为，她根本从来没有拥有过。

Privilege ~ 资格

I am thinking: when one knows very well that the possibility of success is equivalent to zero. That someone with a clearer outlook of the perspective had reminded me, “Well, if you prepare yourself mentally, why not give it a try?”. Under such multiple pre-warnings, when failure actually come knocking, would one still have the privilege to feel depressed?

Sigh… why do I always meddle with stuff that seems pointless?

Worry is to use yesterday’s problems to waste today’s time and suffocate tomorrow’s chances. You cannot change the past but if you worry for the future, then you are ruining today’s beauty. Worry cannot clear off tomorrow’s troubles. Instead, it ruined today’s power. Treasure your present and what you have.

~ a friend’s SMS.

我在想：在做某件事之前就已经知道自己的成功率几乎是等于零了。身边也有人意识到这一点而提醒我“作好心理准备，有何不可！”了。在这种种前提下，如果失败了，人还有资格沮丧吗？

咳。。。我怎么总爱做那种没有结果的事啊？？

忧虑是用昨天的困难来浪费今天的时间、窒息明天的机会。你不能改变过去，但你若为将来忧虑，却破坏原本美好的今天。忧虑并未清除明天的烦恼，它倒消灭了今天的力量。珍惜你现在的每一天，你现在所拥有的！

~ 某朋友发送的SMS

耕耘

一分耕耘，一分收获。
一分付出，一分收获。
一分尝试，一分体会。
一分失败，一分经验。

如果失败算是一种经验的累积，那我想我可说是经验老道了。只可惜别人是从经验中学习，我却似乎总是只为失败而沮丧，却没有从中学习。。。

又累积了多几分经验了。。。

So… ~ 原来。。。

So, it actually hurt that badly to see an acquaintance falling like a hard rock into impossible love…

原来就算是见到不是很数落的朋友坠落不可能的恋情也是一种痛。。。

Black. White ~ 黑。白

Sometimes I wonder. For all those mind bogging politics that is happening around me, just how many percent of it are actually figments of my imaginations? How many percent of it arise from overly high expectations, unfulfilled dreams or an obsession to be needed by other people?

Tsk tsk… me and my suspicious mind…

很多时候我想：在我周围所发生的江湖纷争，到底多少是我想象出来的呢？多少百分比是因为过高的期望、未完成的梦想、还是一股强烈得欲望想被别人需要呢？

咋咋。。。我与我多疑的心理。。。

Attitude ~ 态度

I am curious. When you did not even fight for your chance, would you still have the right to be disappointed? By not fighting for your chance, it would mean that you had given up there and then already, right? Hence, if you have already given up back then, why would you feel disappointed when some of your counterparts have gotten some forms of results?

I wonder.

我很好奇。如果当初你连争取自己机会的行动都没有,那现在你还有权力失望吗？当初不去争取自己的机会就代表你当时候就已经决定放弃了,不是吗？如果当初就已经放弃了,那当你见到同学门的成绩为什么要失望呢?毕竟你已经放弃了啊！

我想。

Understood ~ 懂了

Someone had said, when there is people, there would be politics. Li Xiehad also said it before, that even if there is only two person on a lone island, they would still play politics with each other.

Many times, such politics and squabbling get me tired out and depressed. However, I realized that with the latest outbreak, I had started to eye the proceedings coldly and nonchalantly.

I really don’t know if it is because my heart has gone cold, I am seriously tired out or I am already past caring for what goes on around me.

有人就有江湖。李邪也说了，就算是一个小岛上只有两个人，他们还是能够耍心机，玩政治的。

很多时候，江湖纠纷会让我疲惫不堪，心情低落。但是我却发现：这次我已经开始冷眼旁观，不在乎了。

真不知道我是心冷了，人累了还是对周围的事物已经漠不关心了呢？

Left-right

Someone said,”By the time we die, there is nothing right in the left brain and there is nothing left in the right brain.”

脚本

脚本。评语。

前辈说：哦。。。你的，我读了，老实说，并不怎么样。我不能改成舞台剧本。我这么说，希望你不要介意。

我想：老实说，我没有介意。因为我也觉得不怎么样。我只不过是很任性地坚持要录音，也很自私地享受别人浪费自己的时间来纵容我的任性。前辈，你的评 语，我完全接受。真的不怎么样。可是我却不知道该如何加强，让那堆不怎么样的东西变得有多一点的。。。怎么样。不是你说得不客气，而是您不愿意，也不应该 纵容我。

感动。前几天才发现：不怎么样，自己也清楚。但是虚荣心就是会在发现身边有位大爷爷的鼓励也会感动，会想要我继续，不想让人们更失望。尽管他多半是 在完全没有东西与有一点东西来干的情况下才迫不得已地来鼓励我。但是仍然感激他百忙之中抽那个空来这么做。是不怎么样，但是只要兴趣还在，就不打算放弃。 都说了，我这家伙，确实是不怎么样，就是任性、胡闹、无聊、自大。除此之外，还真的是不怎么样。

困兽。不知道该怎么办来解决自己的不怎么样。该如何进步？能如何帮助自己？该怎么走？该做什么？知道自己不是那种拥有天赋的。明显属于那种后天任性去烦人，自私去争取有利于自己的好处的。没办法。不行的人，就是这样。

我想：在这么想下去，我会未老先衰，头发因为想太多无聊的事情而变白。

谢谢你们那么纵容我。谢谢你们谢谢你们不愿意正面，就为了呵护我的感受。没什么好话说，就静静地什么都别说。我也是这样。

真的。不怎么样。

Bus ride ~ 车程

I was sitting at my favorite spot in the bus, looking out of the window. I recall someone I knew who had once complained about how a group of youngsters was not giving up their seat for a lady of her age.

Somehow, my first reaction when I heard this tale was not to tsk tsk the youngsters for not caring for the elderly but one of amusement. She had dyed her shock of hair raven black to appear young. She suffers from no joint pains. She is definitely not your fragile old lady. She is a healthy lady in her early sixties who tries to look younger than her age.

And she is offended when a group of youngsters deemed her young enough for them to not offer their seat to her. Should she be happy that, “Hey!! I am still young!!”

Sigh… In summary, she is trying to have the best of both worlds.

Then I wonder: how come I can actually hear myself think today?

No TVmobile.

上巴士（公车）后，我坐在自己一向爱坐的位子。 环境的关系，我不禁要想起某人曾经向我投诉她在乘车时，有一群年轻人居然不让位给她。

当时候，我的第一反应不是要数落那些年轻人的不是，说他们不懂得敬老，而是觉得她有一些些的无聊。她是一位为了要看起来年轻一点而去把自己的头发染得乌黑。她好命得很，老人的肌肉酸痛她都没有。反正就绝对不是那种体弱多病的老年人，健康得很呢！基本上就是一位六旬的人想尽量能年轻点。但是当年轻人觉得她还年轻，自己没有让位的必要，她却抱怨连连而不是开心地说：“哈哈！！我成功了！我还年轻呢！”

咳。。。基本上，她就是想要双收啦！

然后，我又想：为什么今天车上居然安静得能让我思考那么多无聊的东西啊？

原来没有流动电视。

Chair ~ 椅子

It’s name is “Yang Guo”
它的名字叫“杨过”。。。

Tag

Still alive… I think!

Currently living an obsession now… HELPPPPPPPPpppppppppppp…

5 things found in your bag:

1. Sony Ericsson phone
2. Tissue - both wet and dry
3. Diary that I don’t really use
4. my $1.50 purse with the usual nonsense
5. Kindaiichi Chinese novel ~ 《电脑山庄杀人事件》

5 favourite things in your room:

1. Books
2. Wines
3. Bed
4. Laptop
5. CD/VCD/DVD collection

5 things you have always wanted to do:

1. Travel to China-Beijing (Not for the Olympics though… because I am anti-social)
2. Travel to Taiwan
3. Redecorate my room
4. Be a life long student with no financial concerns…
5. ???????

5 things you currently into:

1. Scriptwriting
2. Radio drama production
3. Reading (as always…)
4. Strawberry Yogurt
5. Wines

Because Mandrake says so…

Mandrake says he is moving server…

Because I am hosting with Mandrake’s server…

So when Mandrake say must test blog, I test blogged…

… Even thought I have nothing to blog…

因为如此。。。可以写中文吗？？？？

Communication ~ 沟通

We use those gas cylinders at home. Which means it would run out and hence, changing the pipes over from one cylinder to the backup cylinder is a basic way of life.

I was boiling some water for my intended cup of green tea late yesterday night, or rather, early this morning when I noticed that the flames of the stove was getting smaller and smaller before finally extinguishing. Time to change over to the backup cylinder.

After changing over, well, one has to inform the home affair minister that it is time to order another cylinder of gas, right? The backup cylinder of gas do not miraculously appear at the designated place at home. But to tell the home minister that she needs to order a new cylinder of gas at the ungodly hour of 1-plus am would meant being thrown to jail. The scatterbrain me might just forget to tell her if I leave it till tomorrow. How?

I left the plastic seal of the new gas cylinder on the kitchen top. Deciding that that is too small of an indicator, I left the entire basket of clothes pegs whose designated place is on top of the gas cylinders in the cupboards. Home minister would definitely interrogate me on why I had left it there.

True enough, she asked, “Why did you leave the clothes pegs on the kitchen top after you switched the gas cylinders?”

“So that you would ask me and I would remember to tell you: I have used the backup cylinder of gas and it is time for you to order a new cylinder.”

咱们家是用桶装的煤气来煮饭烧菜的。也就是说，我们时常得要将那管子从一桶更换到另一桶煤气。

昨晚，或者正确来说是今天早上，我要煮热开水来泡杯绿茶。开了煤气炉却发现火焰越来越小，最后终于灭了。是时候更换煤气桶了。

动用了另一桶的煤气，基本程序就是得要通知内政部长，她是时候在订购新一桶的煤气了，否则那一桶桶的煤气可是不会自己自动地从店里跑来咱们家，安安分分地去它们的“指定席”坐下让我们用的。但是，在那种时分去回报给内政部长，可是会被丢进大牢的。要等到明天，那我这糊涂虫会忘记的。怎么办？

我将那新一桶煤气的塑料密封放在厨房桌上。然后觉得，这东西太小了，无法引起注意力。所以，我就将整篮的衣服夹都放在它旁边，大家有个“照应”，内政部长也毕竟会问起此事。

结果我对了。内政部长问到：“昨天换了煤气桶，你为什么不收好衣服夹呢？”

“这样你就会问我，然后我才会记得告诉你：你是时候去定新一桶的煤气了。”

迷惑

什么是行为成熟？
是否思想与行为符合大众就称做成熟呢？
小孩子有思想或行为不符合大众，被称做“幼稚” 。
年长者有思想或行为不符合大众，被称做“老糊涂”。
人一懂了事，就丧失了幼稚的权力？
人一幼稚，就没有办法再成熟了？

什么是思想成熟？
很多时候，我见过自认自己很成熟的人在背后让人直摇头，评为“幼稚”。
很多时候，我见过自认自己很稳重的人在待人处事事，让旁观者直冒冷汗。
很多时候，我见过自认自己很能干的人，做出很不能干的事。
很多时候，我见过自认自己很“醒目”，做出很含糊的事。

很多时候，我见到，原来那个在很多时候都自认自己的人，是我。
很多时候，我真的需要一面镜子，让我看到很多时候的我。

我迷惑。

On Chinese New Year ~ 有关农历新年

For the records, I have bought *ahem ahem ahem* five tops and two pants for the upcoming new year.

That, by its own virtue, is a record.

For people who knew me know how much I hate shopping for Chinese New Year clothes. All the red, red and… more red.

Then I realized:Three out of the five tops are BLACK. One is DARK green and the last one is DARK blue…

Oops.

Sigh… more shopping.

报告：我已经为新年而买了五件衣衫和两件裤。

那已经是我的一个记录了。

认识我的人都知道我是多么讨厌买过年衣的。全都是红，红，红。

然后我发现：五件衣衫中，三件是黑色的。一件是深绿色。最后一件是深蓝色。

Oops。。。

咳，还得去多买衣服。。。

一下下- 同恩

一下下
歌手：同恩
词：小寒 曲：黄韵仁 制作：陈玉

最後一班悬浮火车
满载悬在空气中的不舍
我们却像陌路旅客
在月台分开站著毫无牵扯

现在的我能说甚麼
徘徊你们之间的流浪者
说决定心是给你的
却要你给我留下来的许可

我只想再哭一下下
把记忆彻底地分化
等哭完我就会回家
眼泪我会替自己擦

我只想再哭一下下
假如你不反对的话
以後我不会再牵挂
可知我有多努力啊

只有这办法 才不会想他

希望你是谅解我的
感动过的痕迹很难割舍
一颗心就要爱你了
暂停一下并不算出尔反尔

我只想再哭一下下
把记忆彻底地分化
等哭完我就会回家
眼泪我会替自己擦

我只想再哭一下下
假如你不反对的话
以後我不会再牵挂
可知我有多努力啊

只想再哭一下下
把记忆彻底地分化
等哭完我就会回家
眼泪我会替自己擦

我只想默哀一下下
假如你不反对的话
以後我不会再牵挂
可知我有多努力啊

只有这办法 才不再想他

江湖

演员：有人就有江湖。
导演最累的，不是导戏，是人事。
我最怕花时间取悦演员，还要游说安抚。
从来没有戏份少，只有演得好不好。
演员是很没有安全感的。不管他／她是不是老鸟。都一样。
唉，到时要处理的杂七杂八多得是，我实在没空去当一个保姆。
面对６个演员，但只有一个邪姑，怎么哄？
李安有汤唯这么视死如归的演员，难怪老泪会感动横飞。

李邪

真的，有人就有江湖。上星期五点火先生不经意的一句话，就开始卷入了江湖纷争中，至今还在猜疑：点火先生到底是无心之过，还是有心使坏呢？点火先生话一出口，火药先生眼神射向傻愣愣的我。我还在发愣呢！还好有位机警的右旁观女士解围。可火药先生过后仍然是要求一个合理的解释。还好那一刻，我已经回过神来了。要不然，可要闹世纪大战了。感谢右旁观女士的解围。本来就对点火先生抱有的一点不合理偏见，是要放下还是要继续？点火先生过后似乎察觉自己点燃了导火线，有找我聊天，表示往后他愿意尽可能配合参与计划。患上严重疑心病的我怀疑：你这是说真的还是想打圆场，说着玩的吧？态度：保留。

找了左旁观小姐与对岸小姐聊起此火药场面。各持己见。一旁觉得是点火先生一时兴奋，得意忘形而导致一时失误，脱口而问。毕竟，不管多么机灵的人，也有失灵的时候。另一旁觉得是点火先生有心机地施展“借刀杀人”之计，想借我的手将某些人铲除。呵呵。。。还真是劲爆又精彩！

怨得谁啊？只怨当初写下“江湖”二字的家伙！

待续！再看着办吧！

Control ~ 控制

Many times, the feeling of a loss of control over myself overwhelms me.

Very scary.

When I feel that sense of control coming back, the feeling is more exhilarating than meeting up with old old friends.

Sadly, what comes next is a bigger wave of loss of self control.

I think,

I am going crazy.

很多时候，我感觉到自己的失控。

好可怕。

当我察觉自己的控制又回来了，感觉比见到老朋友还开心。

可惜，随即而来的，却又是另一次的失控。

我想，

我是快疯了。

矛盾

有时候，我觉得我好孤独。。。
身边似乎永远只有一个我独处。
但是我却不愿意放弃那份宁静，
来享受你的多情。。。

你或许从来没有注意，
你的坚持，
让我窒息。
因为你给的，
我无法珍惜。
都说了，
我的左手是矛，
我的右手是盾，
它们也就开开心心地打架去。。。

请你另做感情投机。
我对你与她，
真的没兴趣。

真的，
请你滚出我的世界去。
因为，
我很珍惜我的孤独与宁静。

谢谢！

Sensitivity ~ 敏感

There are times when I wonder if I am being overly sensitive or socially inadequate… Sigh…

Honestly, I have to concede to being social inadequacy.

I am seriously too much of a lone wolf…

*walks off… shake head…*

HOWLLLLLLLLLllllllllllllll…

Kettle ~ 水壶

Once upon a time, I knew someone was keeping a personal alcohol bar at the bottom compartment of the wardrobe. The reason being that it fulfilled all the necessary conditions of keeping wines and alcohols - cool and dark with minimal noise and vibrations.

I laughed and called her an alcoholic.

For 7 years, my alcohol intake was minimal.

I think I have just opened the floodgate.

I miss wine.

No, I don’t miss the alcohol part. Just the wine part.

曾经我认识某人。他用自己衣厨的底部来收藏自己的酒。原因是因为那里符合了收藏酒的条件-冷、暗又不吵，也没有太多的震荡。

我笑了，还说他是个酒鬼。

七年来，我喝的酒有几杯，是可以用一只手来计算的。

我想，七年之痒已经开始奏效了。

我好想葡萄酒。

我不想念那酒精。就只想念那葡萄酒的味。

Drink and drive? It reeks of immaturity

Drink and drive? It reeks of immaturity
Debbie Yong
Mon, Dec 17, 2007
The Straits Times

YOU might have been there.

Standing in the queue outside Zouk on a Wednesday night and watching enviously as fresh-faced drivers jingled the keys of their P-plated Jags and Mini Coopers into the palms of the valets.

At 18, they make it seem like the instant passport to cool is being able to vroom up to the doors of a club in your own wheels.

Friends who offer you a lift home in their cars? A godsend, especially given the recent taxi fare hikes.

And guys who coo “Don’t worry, I drove” before whizzing you off to supper? Yummy.

Never mind that we were toasting drinks at the same table just a while ago.

It was only with the recent headlines on young, drunken drivers that I realised how perfectly I fit into the profile of being a potential traffic police statistic.

And it gave me the chills because it is a problem so far buried underneath this veneer of hip that it becomes all the more dangerous.

The alarming trend hit home even harder when I had to wait outside the carpark of a club to do a survey of opinions for a recent article.

My recommendation to worried parents of young drivers: Spend your evening with your child outside a club - completely sober.

Being the only one sober amid a swirling crowd of young, stumbling drunks can really tweak your perspective on things.

As teens stumbled past me towards their cars, I tutted in dismay. Another car of teens cheered and waved out of the windows as their car zipped by, which I thought reeked of immaturity.

I had been there before, but feel like I age 20 years each time I come across such scenes. Why do you do this to yourself? I wanted to nag them.

Drink driving, among young drivers, becomes a problem magnified by tender egos and peer pressure.

Roadblocks don’t deter - in fact, they are an opportunity to brag about how to get away with it.

The more safety measures the authorities put in, the harder young people will try to beat them to chalk up some street credit.

But I suppose seeming invincible, after all, is part of the charm.

I also started to wonder: Why don’t we have more of a car-pooling culture here?

When my friends and I meet now, a fleet of cars congregates as each of us has become so used to the convenience.

Maybe it’s the rising popularity of hard-to-reach watering holes like Dempsey or Rochester, or maybe it’s that transition into yuppiedom. Why blow half your salary maintaining a car you cannot flaunt?

In the United States, where I used to study, car ownership was a scarcity among students in the city, so Friday nights meant we would pack into a friend’s car to head downtown for a night of fun.

The one appointed designated driver would willingly go teetotaller for the night, dropping each of us off - sometimes stumbling - at our respective apartments.

His role was to make sure everyone got home safe so we could all have another night out - when it would be his turn to have fun, and the baton would pass to someone else to be the designated driver.

Maybe it’s time to start making responsibility hip again. Clubs could issue brightly coloured wristbands for the night’s designated drivers, so bartenders know who doesn’t get the drinks.

Cult brands could design “designated driver” shirts. Knowing that more lives than your own are pegged to your sobriety is an instant wake-up call.

After all, isn’t it sweeter to see your friends home safely than to let them see you throwing up in your sweet car?

Common sense - don’t leave home without it.

Wine fan

Suddenly, I feel like having some wine.

May I know, when did I become a wine fanatic?

People who knew me well enough would know that I detest the description “alcoholic”.

And whoever who had the audacity to add the word “hopeless” in front of it is courting death.

I do not like “alcoholic”because, basically, I do not like alcohol. I only like wine. Beer is fine for some occasional socializing. As for the other alcohol, I would usually protest and keep away from it as much as possible.

Horrible humans actually managed to produce such a beautiful beverage with so many subtle underlying tastes within. I thought when Mother Nature left tea behind, she must have been in a good mood. When Mother Nature decides to leave us wine as well, she must have had the best moods of all.

Such a beautiful beverage and she actually selflessly left it for us, she must have been a real kind lady. Or perhaps, she had a clear understanding of how ugly our world might be and taking pity on us, left wine and tea for us so that our world might have a little more colour to it.

Anyway, I digress. I said I do not like alcohol but love wine. Someone said this is a very contradictory statement. Actually, it is not at all contradictory. The person who said this is contradictory is merely having a contradicting time and did not sort out her thoughts on this statement before she said it was contradictory.

Actually, if we could use the same method of production to produce wines that tastes the same sans the alcoholic content, I think I would drink it, gladly. Just as well, I get to taste the many different subtle tastes of the wines without having to worry about how the alcohol is ruining my liver.

Because I like the the many tastes and unplanned surprises wines give to its drinkers. It is always there to give you an unplanned surprise.

Then what is the difference between a wine fan and an alcoholic?

Well, the difference is the drinking style and etiquette.

Think about it yourself.

Such things, could not be explained.

When you get it, you just get it.
If you don’t get it, even if I explained myself hoarse, blew all my brain cells on finding a reasonable explanation, not getting it is just… well, not getting it.

After all, it is an accumulation and combination of various factors such as experiences, education, character, knowledge, upbringing etc.

Really, unexplainable.

Really.

Getting it means you get it. Not getting it is not getting it.

Really, there is nothing much to say.

忽然想喝点葡萄酒。

请问，我几时变成了酒迷啊？？

真正认识我的人都知道，我不喜欢“酒鬼”这个封号。

如果你还大胆地在“酒鬼” 两个字前面加个“烂”字，那你肯定是找死了。

不喜欢“酒鬼”这个封号是因为，其实，我根本不喜欢酒精。我只喜欢葡萄酒，啤酒还可以因为社交关系而喝着玩。其他烈酒，本人可是会强烈抗议，能不沾则不沾的。

丑恶的人类，居然从大自然中可以提炼出这种多层次的美丽饮料。我觉得当Mother Nature把茶留给我们时，心情一定很好。当Mother Nature决定把葡萄酒这种饮料留在人类的世界中，她的心情肯定是好到了姥姥家。

这么多层次的美丽饮料，她居然留给我们，她多半是一位很仁慈的太太。又或许她知道人类的世界可以多么的可怕，所以可怜了我们，留下葡萄酒与茶，让我们的世界有多一点点的色彩。

话撤远了。我说我不喜欢酒精但是喜欢葡萄酒。有人说我这句话很矛盾。其实一点也不矛盾。只是说这句话矛盾的人自己太矛盾了，没把矛盾的心理整理清楚就说我的话很矛盾。

其实，如果用同样方法酿制出没有酒精成分，但是拥有相同多层次的纯葡萄汁，我想我也是会接受，并且乐得去喝它，反正不需要担心酒精如何伤肝。

因为我就是喜欢葡萄酒中的多层次感与那种“不定的因素”。它，绝对有本事给你一个你意想不到的惊喜。

那“酒迷”与“酒鬼”的差别在那里呢？

不就差了点“酒品”与“酒德”嘛！

什么是“酒品”与“酒德”？？？

自己想去。

这种事，明白就明白。

不明白，我说哑了嗓子，为了想解释想破了脑子，不明白就是不明白的。

毕竟，那是一个人的一种阅历、经验、内涵、学识、家教、品德等等，各方面的综合体。

真的解释不了，说不上来的。

真的。

明白了就明白了。不明白就不明白。

还真的是没什么好说的。

方向

前面的方向，看不到。

周边扶持的人，很多。

所得评语，客气。

学习大道，弯曲坦克。

第一次有那么酸甜苦辣的学习经验。

以前都不会的。

迷惑。

所以废话特别多。

Courage ~ 勇气

So, one does need courage to send out her scripts for reviewing. The first one is already out in the streets. The rest? I don’t dare to sent it… Such childish unpolished work?? Sending it out? How come my fingers get so wobbly all of a sudden?

Stupid… why do I keep racking up troubles like this?

Ending… ending… Ending ahhhhhhhhh!!!!

How??

I don’t know.

Boo hoo hoo…

MUMMMmmmmmmmmmm!!!!!!

May I know does 7-11 sell courage??

原来要把自己的脚本寄出去给人读，是需要很大的勇气的。。。第一份，送出去了。其他的。。。不敢出。。。这种小家子气的东东。。。要寄出去？？我的手，怎么那么软？？

笨蛋，干嘛老是闯祸啊！！

收场。。。收场。。。收场啊！！！！

怎么办？？

不知道。

呜呜呜。。。

妈呀！！！

请问7-11有没有卖勇气？？