亲爱的, 今天你好吗? 为什么不说话?

28 February 2008
Friday (26 Degree Celsius)
Night @ 2030 (Singapore Time)
Listen: 问 by梁静茹
Mood: *Cow & Horsie…Holly Cow!*

Today I understood the vulnerability and fragility of life. Figuratively speaking haha…

It all started early last night when I slept at 9 plus, still wondering why on earth I am so tired at 9pm. Then woke up some 3 hours later and I can barely croak… My throat was hurting like crazy, body was weak and painful, my head aching and worst of all, I … just love to complain haha

Anyway, dragged myself off the bed and drank a bottle of Chinese sparkling spring water with salt and 2 panadols. It works… TOO WELL. Initially wanted to sleep late, go see doctor, take MC and lobo at home. Then come morning at 7am, suddenly feeling like a tiger, ready to roar…Damn it! Though body still cow pehing but I don’t foresee the ailments able to smoke me one MC. So lan lan, off to work…

Reach office, feeling like shit; headache, nose bleed (haha, more of that later) and general lethargic. Speaking of nose bleeding… Damn, did I mention the MRT crowd at 8.30am is a world difference from 7am? I nearly died of over bleeding this morning; from getting out of lift, walking to MRT, taking the train and reaching office. Damn… Those office ladies are solid. Shoot, next time must take later train schedule…

Anyway, reach office tio arrow to do this, do that. Somemore HOD came personally to request me to do it… How can I siam? Though I am fucking sick. Managed to run to the nearest clinic during lunch time to try and see a doctor. The key word here is Try… Cos when I reach there, it is like the whole Singapore population all sick like that and cluster fuck down there. Damn it, spent another 10 min walking back to office (total time wasted – 20 min), cursing and swearing. By the time I touch my chair, I can’t even feel my legs anymore. And with all those walking, I not even get to see the doctor and get some medication. But hor, the walking makes me sweat a bit and sweat somehow for some reason help to relieve the pain and stress… SO? Get back to office and do more work…

The only saving grace is talking cock with my MILF human resource Manager who joins me during lunch. Man, seeing her sure makes my day, though she is like 7 years my senior (she wrote her IC number in my employment letter haha). She is slim, smiley, nice and pretty. What more can I ask… You see, in my workplace, which is like a mile away from Main HQ building (where the usual office ladies are), all I see day in and out are Horses, men walking horses, men showering horses, horses running amok during free time and Vets seeing horses. Not exactly libido-enhancing sights.

Oh, then saw a tomboyish lady jockey apprentice. She looks young, not bad looking and she greets me as Sir (awww, notti sweet young thing, tempt me only). I bet my last dollar I am at least 12 years her senior… Yup, that much of years apart.

At exactly 5.30 (already working ½ hr more OT), my HOD came into my office and offer me some export protocol thingy. Lan lan, print out and read in office, trying to make sense the stack of cheese pie notes. By the time I had a picture painted, it’s already 6.30… decided not worth staying anymore, since NO one else is in the office. Cheese Pie! Walk another 10 min to MRT…

Reach MRT, suddenly downpour (heng, late 2 min, and I gona be fucked). Reach my MRT stop, raining profusely some more while I just waited over at shelter, trying to find my way home… With that, I end my otherwise boring working day. The main gist is; sick, no MC, No medicine never mind and yet still kena arrow and chiong OT.

Well, my cowpeh sure pale in comparison to the news of the year (and its only February 08). One fucker actually escapes from ISD detention center. ISD aside, try guessing what’s corny? He is limping… Beside all the bullshit, the only logical explanation must be he being superman. How else can he manage to escape the dragnet for 24 hours and counting? Bet you he will be caught by Friday night 2359hrs.

If not, I perform a special striptease and post it on YouTube, haha!

THE WIND BENEATH MY WINGS

26 February 2008
Tuesday (27 Degree Celsius)
Night @ 2300 (Singapore Time)
Listen: 问 by梁静茹
Mood: *Cow & Horsie…Dude…*

Sometime, I over promised others (by a lot) and ended up with wounds and a whole sack of debts to clear. Oh well, such is life. But I can’t disappoint my kid brother nor can I say no to my good friend who is in trouble. So how?

I shouldered everything…

Sometime I marvel at my own strength in face of such adversities. What humongous weight my small little shoulder can carry… haiz…What to do… Such is life

Speaking of which, I am in my 4th week in the veterinary. It is still ok, everyone is kind, helpful (sort of) and while most are good workers, one (the one that gave me stationary 1 day later) wasn’t so. He is ok lah, everything I arrow him to do, he will do it. But need to be spoon fed. Which is bad, in any sense… Well, the gist of the story is, I assigned some stuffs to him and knowing his pattern, I listed it down neatly in 3 para. Guess what, he can conveniently reject all of my points and delegate them to others. WTF… Taiji until so solid!

Like that still not happy, Still say want to personally discuss with me why he cannot do it… I give up… But still must discuss right? Show peoples I democratic and a people’s person ok… Oh crap, anyway, told you bird is a nice bird, until you step on his tail. Then you die cock standing… but at least I appear democratic, I gave him a choice…

Do it or go fug himself.

See, Short and sweet…

Ok, that’s all for the mid week updates… meanwhile, I really need to fuck myself…. Of all life greatest mystery, I chose to fuck myself silly day in and out… Damn….

问 by 梁静茹

谁让你心动, 谁让你心痛
谁会让你偶尔想要拥他在怀中

谁又在乎你的梦, 谁说你的心思他会懂
谁为你感动

如果女人总是等到夜深
无悔付出青春, 他就会对你真
是否女人永远不要多问
他最好永远天真, 为她所爱的人

只是女人容易一往情深
总是为情所困, 终于越陷越深

可是女人爱是她的灵魂
她可以奉献一生, 为她所爱的人

COW GO MOO, HORSE GO FUCKING SHIT…

23 February 2008
Saturday (28 Degree Celsius)
Morning @ 0830 (Singapore Time)
Listen: 诱惑的街by梁静茹
Mood: *Cow & Horsie…Woah, dude, that’s Sick*

Nowadays a bit tough to find that awestruck inspiration for blog. Maybe work lah, drained me of my time and energy … At home, I still need time and energy (whatever left) for flirting session. Damn…

So much of introduction, any updates?

1. Monday went to work, come home, go for a 5km run
2. Tuesday went to work, come home, go for a hair cut
3. Wednesday went to work ½ day, go Ang Mo Kio, Had lunch with Supreme Commander, go home, shower, go vivocity, had dinner with Leela, Grayze, Chris & Rachel.
4. Thursday went to work, come home, go cousin’s place for dinner (last day of Lunar New Year)
5. Friday went to work, come home, rot till 10pm, knock out…
6. Saturday… Going to work later, and by fuck luck, today got 12 races! By the time I am done, it will be like 9pm already… Drats

Oh yeah! Ask billy to buy System 10 TOTO for S$105… And I buang every cent of it! Lovely! It FEELS SO GOOD sending your money down the drain and for charitable works! And guess what? I don't even know how to buy off the counter... I loved my life

And you know what is worse? Weekend can sleep late and yet I am wide awake at 7am… The perilous of my life. So you see, a short and uneventful week…

Reminiscence about my last decade; during lobo times I have mustered at work and before sleep …

Finished Poly at 20
Went to National Service from 20 to 22
Working in Singapore from 22 to 26
Graduated at 27
Working in US from 26 to 29
Lobo for the last 3 months of my 20s…
Found a new job and now, a new start to my 30s

If I ever includes all the love, girls and sluts in my life, talk until tomorrow also cannot finish… Oh well, it is my doing that I am companionless for the longest time. What to do? Haven’t met a girl that took my breath away haha…On a serious note, not that I am picky, choosy, sick, disturbed or what, I seriously am contemplating to really grab anything that moves now (as I reiterate my point to Leela & Grayze) but to what purpose. Being with someone for companionship and sex, san love… isn’t that a moral sin? I’m secular but my principles are still governed by sound guidelines.

That is why I prefer to killing myself slowly… one bit at a time… Slowly but surely, I will fade to oblivion. No need to leave whatever legacy behind, nothing worth for remembrance by. Just a simple returning to the good old soil and let the bacteria do their work. Hopefully by then, my portfolio would come to some fruition. Damn depressing seeing it being lembei for so long… And hopefully it can provide for good years to my parents and whatever remaining, to my kid brother.

Anyway something funny happened in the morning while I was taking the lift. This SYT was dashing to the elevator swinging her arms. Being a gentlebird, I held the lift door opened for her. As she entered, she swung her hand around and accidentally cupped my crotch.

"Next time," I said, "why don't you take me out for dinner and a movie first?"

Even if you are just a fragment of my imagination, a mere illusion and a fantasy. At least I get my sanity in place… That is priceless… To end, to whoever you are, wherever you might be now, 在我眼里你永远最美, 连你一个微笑也都会让我醉

MY HONOUR IS CALLED LOYALTY *MEINE EHRE HEIBT TREUE*

18 February 2008
Monday (29 Degree Celsius)
Night @ 2140 (Singapore Time)
Listen: 我们之间的事 by 范玮琪
Mood: *Cow & Horsie…Boo*

Heard 诱惑的街 by 梁静茹 on the way to work. It is melodramatic and depressing, especially hearing it in the early hours in the morning… Oh well, that’s life…

Sensing my boredom, my brain decided to do a rough estimate of my work journey. I took about 50 min from the time I leave my home to the comfort of my office chair and/or about 20 min when driving. I always like to be at work early. Slowly, if possible, my aim is to be at work by 7.30am (by MRT) or by 7am (Drive). Now all I need is to try getting into the momentum and setting up my routine.

On a side note, I slept through my Valentine day. It was ok until my mom commented that “why am I home on Valentine day?” Not to come across as a LOSER… But I enjoy (to a fault) my ability to be oblivious to anything negative. But my mom could be more tactful sometime… I’m already like 30, still want to ask why no Girlfriend and no date… I could tell her my preferences, but hey, why troubled the already troubled mind. Not that it matters; only if the world is about me and me alone.

Speaking of which, I told CY my dark chocolate. I might have inevitably shocked her beyond words. Well honey, that is the truth. Not very palatable but whom am I to kid? I supposed we should all take this like mature adults. Not like giving myself lame excuses (which I am not going to) but give it time and patience, these dark chocolates will settle right in just nicely. I’m sorry if I made you lose your dinner/breakfast/lunch over my revelation. Told you I’m killing myself slowly, now you believe?

Sometime, it’s better that some things are left unsaid, it’s easier for the heart. As bird reckoned; Valentine Day is a time for people with someone they love in their lives and certainly not for some LOSER Bird who does nothing but bemoaning his despair and virtually non-existential sex life. For posterity sake, here’s another one of those heart wrenching moments in time where neither understood the other language… Yet they are connected by love …

Bird: (English) It’s my favorite time of the day, driving you
Aurelia: (Portuguese) It’s the saddest part of my day, leaving you

Oh yes, how can I forgot… Every weekend away from work has somehow cleared my sense of smell, only to be greeted upon so enthusiastically in the working morning. Drats… How can I not love smell of animal droppings?

Somehow for some reasons also, I simply addicted to this song…

我们之间的事 by 范玮琪

我们说著报纸上的事, 我们说著邻居发生的瑣碎的事
Oh…从来不说, 从来就不说, 从不说我们之间的事

我们说著朋友们的事, 我们说著電视里说的发生的事
Oh…从来不说, 从来就不说, 从不说我们之间的事

在多数的日子, 我们都不够懂事, 彷彿爱是挥霍不完的数字
应该天真的日子, 我们又太过懂事

Oh…在离別时, 在离別时才看见我们该留住的故事

I LIVED FOR NOW, THAT’S ALL THAT MATTERS

17 February 2008
Sunday (31 Degree Celsius)
Afternoon@ 1400 (Singapore Time)
Listen: My Sneezing…
Mood: *Cow & Horsie…Bleh”

Another short and lazy Sunday morning… slept quite early last night, it was good. Went for an impromptu drink session with Han and LK on Friday, it was excellent. Between us, we finished 1 & a ½ bottle of hard liquor. Must go slow on the drink… Rather bad for health. But alas, we only lived once in our life… Errm… Nowadays also old already. Drank till 4am, reach home and actually feel damn hard to fall into slumber. Woke up at 8am on Saturday and started stoning the whole day.

Anyway, last week was another long and uneventful period of time. I slept through Valentine and my birthday. Is there anything to look forward to? The only high point in my life last week is the fact that my hair regime is working.

Oh I think I have slimmed down a little. Who would have known… Actually it’s a no brainer… I started taking the Metro to work, which is a distance from the Home to MRT and from MRT to Office, vice versa. That already burnt off quite a good chunk of fats. Also, the food portions in canteen are smaller and while I could technically get a second helping but alas, told you the world is not only about me. And besides, I can’t really snack as and when I happy. Ah, the only good thing that happened thy far.

And when I dream, I dream of you…

Pain of a married man

A woman awakes during the night to find that her husband was not in bed. She goes downstairs to look for him. She finds him sitting at the kitchen table with a cup of coffee in front of him. He appears to be in deep thought, just staring at the wall. She watches as he wipes a tear from his eye and takes a sip of his coffee.

"What's the matter, dear?" she whispers as she steps into the room. "Why are you down here at this time of night?"

The husband looks up from his coffee, "Do you remember 20 years ago when we were dating, and you were only 18?" he asks solemnly. "Yes I do" she replies. The husband pauses; the words were not coming easily. "Do you remember when your father caught us in the garden?" "Yes, I remember" said the wife, lowering herself into a chair beside him.

The husband continued.. "Do you remember when he showed the shotgun in my face and said, 'Either you marry my daughter, or I'll send you to jail for 20 years?"

"I remember that too" she replied softly.

He wiped another tear from his cheek and said, "I would have been released today!"

My point?

No point no point, old bird like me don’t make a point.

GFEDCBA: GIRLS FORGET EVERYTHING DONE AND CATCHES NEW BOY AGAIN

14 February 2008
Thursday (31 Degree Celsius)
Evening @ 1840 (Singapore Time)
Listen: My snoring…
Mood: *Cow & Horsie… Something about Mary”

Some updates…

Monday morning, while entering the club, I was greeted with a sweet equine’s aroma. It sure beats tea, coffee anytime. Oh great, this will be my workplace for the next decade or so. It wasn’t that bad actually since after some time, everything else smells the same (CY’s numbness theory). That aside, this is not exactly that appalling a place to be. Everyone was kind, friendly and a little layback. Just the way the culture is, slow and steady. I tried to sail along with them… Don’t fucking rock the boat!

Went for a jog with Kwek on Monday evening, I’m impressed with his distance and stamina; it has been like 2-3 weeks since I last move my butt. It was pretty tiring after that… And Drats, left my shoes at his place, lucky got new shoes at home. Therein comes the aftermath of new shoes; my heels are a little sore and blistered from it… Oh well, give it time, eventually it will break in. Yup, with time, everything will be ok…

What did I do for the holidays?

Same ritual; went to Pan Pacific for a drink with Mr & Mrs Kwek’s on New Year Eve. Before the clock strike midnight, we gathered over at Marina Square viewing gallery like migrating salmon for spawning (figuratively speaking). But alas, this year firework not shoot high enough and we catch no sparks… but Mrs Kwek damn on, walk all the way down hill and try to catch some sparkles.

Mid way through the drink session at Pan Pacific, we think our next table neighbor could be one of the Mandarin Newscaster over at Mediacorp… no, its not Chole Cho (mine) or Glenda (Kwek)… A pity.

Mom hosted some dinner on Thursday, went visitation on Friday and had a few meet up on Saturday. Bought myself a birthday gift on Sunday (always wanted a statue in German’s WWII uniform) and had a birthday lunch, complimentary from Mr & Mrs Kwek. The Kwek’s assertiveness aside, it was a great lunch! Caught 2 movies during the break, met up with CY on 2 days and had a lot of smokes here and there. It was torturous, having to spend the days alone, with nothing to look forward to. But the Lord works in mysterious way; well Bird, as I always says, Whatever will be, will be.

Wednesday got Veterinary Duties… First time in my life saw so many fricking horsie… After all the labeling and countersigning, I smell like one too. Today went for orientation, see here, walk there, damn tired after that. Decided to come home early at 3.30pm and tuang for the rest of the day.

Tomorrow another duty day, Damn it, so many horsie duty.

Met up with CY last night after the duty, think she is too nice to mention that I smell like a horse. Seriously, I think I smell like one and she confirmed it by giving me a nice little bottle of perfume; Davidoff Coolwater. But it’s a sweet gesture, always. Thanks for the Bird Day gift.

For now, let me live in peace, for once in my fricking life…

ABCDEFG: A BOY CAN DO EVERYTHING FOR GIRL.

12 February 2008
Tuesday (31 Degree Celsius)
Night @ 2040 (Singapore Time)
Listen: 他没有错 by 范玮琪
Mood: *Cow & Horsie… strolling in park”

Oh yes, this is my bird day week as quoted. For some reasons, my birth date on both the Lunar and Gregorian Calendar falls on the same day. I think its like 2nd time in my life time. Nothing to cheer about… It is just another day; a milestone if you like. Gosh, I have gone through one decade of 20s in a flash… In a nutshell;

Went to work at 22, tuang 3 years in Singapore, left for US and tuang another 3 years… return to Singapore at the ripe old age of 29. There you have it, a short and totally surmised format for my decade of alive-ness.

CY was telling me last night not to like pain and sorrow too much… Besides making me feeling alive, it also gave me the much needed emo entries in blog. What could be a better way to spend my life? But then, life is never about me and me alone, if that’s the case, it is so much easier on the heart. There are tons of stakeholders around, all trying to influence your choice of things. Ain’t easy, but that’s life. Need examples? Look at my kid Brother wedding preparation; you will get the drift… Everyone wants their constantly changing input fulfilled. Tough luck…

Moving along, So Bird, what are the plans for the next decade before you hit the big 4… I planned to get a BMW 3 Series (5 & 7 too big for me haha) in 4 years time, an apartment in 5 years time and by 36, I should be paying through my nose with all the loans and debts accumulated for at least another 15 years (till like 50), all for the sake of appearances. Nice…

One more day of 20s life… One more day… One less day on earth…

I could say; I could do this better, I would do that nicer, I should be doing those instead of if, may, whatever… But then, in the end, it wouldn’t matter. Why should it be? What done could not be undone and I think there is a divine purpose for all this hardship and sorrow. All is not lost, my fellow brethrens and sisters, there is a second chance to make things right. Not always though. It is like an exception, rather than norm. But have faith and be strong… cos whatever that doesn’t kill you will make you stronger, provided of course you don’t die from it…

I am not depressed now per se, just a shade of blue. Besides, I will be working late these couple of days till Friday and I guess there shall be no dinner appointments to be planned for. Oh Supreme commander is back for a short working trip, hope to meet up with him. Hasn’t seen him for ages.

Then again, to what purpose… I should be happy, but I am not. It was grown into me already. I am depressive, what could be a better gift than this? I am enjoying it… Just stay out of my way meanwhile… Its better for all of us, really…

Happy Bird Day, May you find strength in his Blessing and be comforted in his Grace.

Oh, One more thing, please don’t kill yourself too… Remember, this world is never about you alone. Sometime I marvel at my own motivational talks. Sometime though, the pain is just too unbearable. I need you, can’t you see?

只剩下我, 只剩下你, 还继续苦守寒窯, 一等十八年… If only you knew the depth of my pain…微笑中留下的眼泪, 一定很美…

I miss you… If I only would know who you are...

她没有错, 只是没有陪我到最后

7 February 2008
Thursday (26 Degree Celsius)
Morning @ 0240 (Singapore Time)
Listen: 他没有错 by 范玮琪
Mood: *Cow & Horsie… Go to KFC”

It has been the longest time since I updated anything…

I didn’t disappear into thin air or something; I found a new job, starting it and hence the lack of updates. It is just a job; and as what my supervisor mentioned; if you have no ambition, wants a relax and relatively stress free environment, this is the place to be… How motivating.

But cannot agree with him more. Somehow, the pace of life and culture are damn layback and so much easier on the heart… Sometime though, I felt there is no drive and motivation to make them all work harder. Given, most are like “long service award” type of clerks but hey, never too late to try… Dilemma time; Slave Driver or Saint… Slave Driver or… Then things go south…

Case in hand (rather, 2 cases in 3 days). Firstly I request for some stationary from my staff. Ok, he say give him a list; not a problem with bird. Gave him one at 4.20pm and he actually said to give me tomorrow. I was like WTF x 1… Why cannot give me there and then? Never mind, heeding my brother advice; don’t rock the boat…

Case 2: I wanted to compile a list of emergency numbers and next-of-kin contacts, just in case, you never know… Request my clerical supervisor to gather the data. After one day of no news, decided to investigate myself. I thought it is kind of weird cos she is a very Onz type. She reluctantly gave me the data (printed) and apologetically mentioned that one of our staff refused to give me anything. I was like WTF x 2… So I proceed to check on the said staff. True enough, she not only refused but also gave me lame excuses that she don’t know either her cell and home phone… Besides, she asserted, HR got all her information. Nabei, like I got her info will stalk her like that (she’s like 45!!), Cow man, needless to say, I was a little pissed. I am the new Indian Chief, if I want info, you give me. No Buts or If. But then hor, must endure, cos they Old birds… Must endure… Give me time, when I get the hang of things, and they still throw me such stunts, they confirm tio fuck jialat jialat

First day of casual orientation, Administrator and I got into club buggy and go around tuang-ing. Seen everything, from race course to buildings. Somehow, I was telling my HOD, some Dutch expat that my job description never say I gona smell like horse after a day’s work. He laughed… Funny meh? I literally smell like one after so much contact with them. And I Don’t fancy animals… I seriously am NOT an animal lover; the only thing good about them is… they are tasty, nothing more, nothing less.

Speaking of him, he actually brought me to a faraway quarantine facility for some horse viewing. We got into this white space suit thingy just to enter the quarantine zone. Basket… I had a hard time wearing those disposable suits and shoes… After poking and sayanging some horse, he called it a day. To make matter complicated, we need to shower thoroughly after that. And it is only like 10 min! No choice, have to shower and get rid of suits. Reach back at office feeling weird… Drats…

And speaking of weird, my administrator was showing me the mortuary when he happily opened it. Lo and behold, therein lies a very dead, half cut and gutted horsie. Nabei, luckily I smart, stand at a distance (can’t smell anything), but visually, it is enough to make me want to lose my breakfast…

Spent my time (last 3 days) reading up all the SOP, Quality Procedures, Contract Laws and Tender regulation. Nabei, I swear if my email is not up next Monday, I gona kick some ass. Last time when cheese pie organisation’s IT misled me for 15 min, I squeeze their balls till black and now, I have to wait for 3 fricking days before email can be activated. Nabei, as if their IT are sooo held up with work. Come on, it is like ¼ of cheese pie company workforce of which, 2/3 are manual/physical staffs… How many clerk needs IT support at any given day? Don’t rock the boat… It has always been calm and peaceful. Right… Oh well…. Give it time… I will persevere! Besides, the pay is good haha…

A CAT’S URINE GLOWS UNDER A BLACK LIGHT (WONDER WHO GOT PAID TO FIGURE IT)

2 February 2008
Saturday (29 Degree Celsius)
Night @ 2120 (Singapore Time)
Listen: 我们之间的事 by 范玮琪
Mood: *Cow & Horsie… Go to Angus Steak”

Had sort of can say “fun” these couple of days. Minus some hiccups along the way (as seen in previous posts) but in all, this has been a relatively good week. For a start, at least the future seems more certain. Oh duh…

Then met up with Han and Giggs at Boat Quay last night for a drink. It was pretty impromptu but nice.

Read about my luck for the coming year… It sucks shit bottom. Wau lau… this is gona be a tough year. I can still vividly remember my initial year of work in 2003… Wau lan eh, it suck till cannot comprehend. But I survive… the feeling though, isn’t very nice. Hopefully this year can have a better one. If not… lan lan lah. What to do…

On a side note, my cousin has decided to make my lack of relationship commitment her Rat year resolution; she is going to get me into blind date ala matchmaking. She damn pro, ask my height and stuffs, and reassuring mom that the said lady is a nice girl one, don’t worry. My mom lagi more pro and frank; can go and see see look look, friend friend a bit but if not pretty, then better forget it. And all my friends lament that I am soooo shallow. Right…

But alas, bird no spring chicken… oh well, let’s see how… Watch this space.

For obvious reasons and for the sake of future posterity…就这样放了彼此的手吧

有珍: "俊祥…"

俊祥: "有珍,我们约在这里见面对不对, 在十二月三十一号…"
“我想起来了, 那天我想跟你说的话…"
“有珍我爱你…"

她没有错, 只是没有为我停留 …

我们之间的事 by 范玮琪

我们说著报纸上的事，我们说著邻居发生的瑣碎的事
Oh…从来不说，从来就不说，从不说我们之间的事

我们说著朋友们的事，我们说著電视里说的发生的事
Oh…从来不说，从来就不说，从不说我们之间的事

在多数的日子，我们都不够懂事，彷彿爱是挥霍不完的数字
应该天真的日子，我们又太过懂事

Oh…在离別时，在离別时才看见我们该留住的故事

WHY CAN’T YOU STAY, FOR MY SAKE?

1 February 2008
Friday (26 Degree Celsius)
Early Morning @ 0240 (Singapore Time)
Listen: 他没有错 by 范玮琪
Mood: *Cow & Horsie… Poor Cow, Poor Poor Cow”

I am very pissed now.

In the end, after all the 风华雪月, we both know, it is nothing but a tragedy. On your part, mostly.