Music for you...

Saturday, December 25, 2010

Merry Christmas!!

Merry Christmas, my Dear!! Greetings from Hong Kong!! Just turned midnight now and the streets are full!! Miss you much:):)

Saturday, December 4, 2010

闲人,闲情雅兴。。。

古时候,长情的人们喜欢在圆月夜,品品茶,喝喝酒,吟吟诗,作作对。
我没有他们的那种雅兴,可是今晚不知何故失眠,心里发闷,随便也试试,写了一对无理头上下联。

圆月夜,夜月圆。约圆圆元月阅月圆。
元夜缘,缘夜圆。愿渊远夜缘月夜圆。

哈!真无聊!没办法。。无聊的人总是有很多闲情做闲事。。。

Wednesday, December 1, 2010

Great Expectations...

Hey Dear,

Remember this show? Great Expectations starring Gwyneth Paltrow and Ethane Hawke. Remember the classic scene whereby the young gal gave the boy a "wet" kiss at the water fountain? And many years later, she kissed the shy boy again at the same water fountain? Hmmm.. you know what I'm thinking now? *wink*


Talking about "Expectations"... a good friend of mine reminded me about the dangers of having expectations on friends, especially good friends. He's totally right and I'm ashamed of myself for sometimes having "lofty" expectations on my friends. When you expect a "certain behaviour" from someone and if he/she fails to conform to the "standard", friendship suffers. Come to think of it, it's so silly... as friends, we are supposed to just be ourselves and enjoy each other's company; definitely not to "judge" one another. Thanks bro... for reminding me, if you're reading my blog.

Come to think of it, it also reminded me of my expectations of life in general and also expectations on my family and you. I had taken a lot of things for granted. I am guilty of hurting the feelings of my loved ones by sometimes passing insensitive remarks or venting my frustrations on them. I'm so sorry my dear as I start to recall now... some of those moments when I hurt your feelings deeply as a result of my gross insensitivities..

So to hell with expectations and just enjoy life as it is!!

Monday, November 29, 2010

勾勾小手指


“你答应我的!不要反悔喔!来。。我们勾勾小手指,如果你骗我,你就变成小狗狗!喔喔喔!”

当我听到这首安全地带的歌“ゆびきり” (翻译: 勾勾小手指,pinky promise),我想起我们一向来达成协议时,一惯的作风,勾勾小手指。。。

“不行,我不放心。怕你耍赖,我们勾勾小手指。你可知道后果喔!”

当我刚认识你的时候,就觉得你很可爱。做约定时,你总是喜欢和我打勾勾。。。

“喂!你看!反悔是不是!你惨咯!”

当我不遵守诺言时,我总是会“胆战心惊”一下, 深怕我真的会受到惩罚。其实我怕的是看到你那失望的眼神。。。

“好啦!原谅你啦!下次不行咯!等等。。没有下次咯!”

当你一次又一次地原谅我时,我总觉得好惭愧,心想一定不能再令你失望了。。。
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“来。。我们再勾一勾小手指,打印。这一次我不会反悔,也不会再让你失望了。相信我。。。”

Saturday, November 27, 2010

但愿人长久



《水调歌头》宋。苏轼 (苏东坡)

明月几时有?把酒问青天。
不知天上宫阙,今夕是何年。
我欲乘风归去,又恐琼楼玉宇,高处不胜寒。
起舞弄清影,何似在人间?
转朱阁,低绮户,照无眠。
不应有恨,何事长向别时圆?
人有悲欢离合,月有阴晴圆缺,此事古难全。
但愿人长久,千里共婵娟。


这词是苏东坡某中秋之夜,在大醉之中,凝望着那团圆明月时,在激情澎湃的情况下所写下的。借百度的 赏析:“在大自然的景物里,月亮是很有浪漫色彩的,她很能启发人的艺术联想。一钩新月,会让人联想到初生的萌芽的事物;一轮满月,会让人联想到美好的圆满的生活;月亮的皎洁,又会让人联想到光明磊落的人格。在月亮身上集中了人类许多美好的理想和憧憬。月亮简直被诗化了!”
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现在,在月宫里,是哪年哪月呢?很想飞到那儿去看看却又怕那儿太高太远。 那儿冷吗?
想想一下,与其飞到那陌生,清寒的月宫,不如趁月圆之时,留在这熟悉,温馨的家园,与自己的影子翩翩起舞吧!

现在夜已深,是几点钟了?明月转着转着,月光照进屋里,照着失眠的人们。为何失眠?
想想一下 ,应该是怀念起美好的人与事,物与景,思念起不能与亲人叙旧,不能与故人团圆,而无法悄悄地入眠吧!

明月呀明月,你应该对人们有一丝怜悯吧!
你已全圆,但为什么不能让人们,也团圆呢?
明月呀明月,你应该对人们没什么怨恨吧!
你若不恨,为什么老是在人离别时,才圆呢?

明月,你也无奈,有圆有缺,这是你从古至今没能阻止的规律
何必为短暂的不全而失落呢?
人生,你本无常,有苦有乐,这是从古至今没人能阻止的事实
何必为暂时的离别而哀伤呢?

但愿在这美丽的月圆夜里,让月光牵引着人们的心旋,飞到熟悉的怀抱,共享团圆。
但愿在这美丽的月圆夜里,让时光逆转亦然回首过去,重温美好的回忆,展望未来。
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在这月圆夜里,一起欣赏王菲的〈但愿人长久〉

Friday, November 19, 2010

Happy Wedding Anniversary

Hey Dear!

Happy Wedding Anniversary, 19 November!! Wow..Time flies.. 5 yrs to be exact. Hope you like this bouquet of lilies and roses that I’ve gotten you. Last year, it was all roses. This year I have added lilies.. your favourite.

Was looking at our wedding photos.. sigh.. I’ve aged so much. Hairline is fast receding but waistline fast expanding.. hehe…I know, I know.. I’m gonna do more exercise, eat healthy and sleep early.

What about you? No worries.. you’ll stay young and cheerful forever while I slowly wilt away… omg… sounds scary leh!

Remember this line that Kiat wrote at the start of our wedding montage?

“If we could decide who we love, it would be much simpler… but much less magical”

Thanks Kiat.. for us, it was simple yet magical….

Wednesday, November 17, 2010

Hang On Little Tomato

A good friend of mine recently introduced me to this song. I like the song; not only the catchy tune but also the lyrics. The lyrics are very meaningful.

My lil' interpretation...

The Abyss
All seems to be lost. Hope is gone and you feel as if the whole world is against you. You feel so lonely and helpless. Murphy’s Law rules and problems seem to be piling up. To simply put it, it doesn’t rain, it pours.

The Awakening
At your lowest point, someone.. it may be someone you know or not. He comes by and offers you some words of wisdom. He offers another perspective to your situation. It may also be something you see, hear or experience. Through your mundane routine, something out-of-the-ordinary happens… may be an innocuous event that is not supposed to mean anything to anyone but helps you gain some insights. The calm surface of the sea belies the undercurrents beneath. The loss that seems so hard-hitting, did floor you but it knocked some sense into you.The blessings that you start to count, seem so rewarding now but it might come at a price later.

The Actualization
You dig deeper than ever; you explore your inner sanctity. You are surprised. You find something that you thought you never had. Inner strength… you overcome your inertia and start to help none other but yourself. You turn thoughts into actions. You will yourself forward. Tide suddenly seems to turn in your favor. Light comes at the end of a long, dark tunnel. The rain simply stops.

The Answer
Do you want answers? Closure? Listen to your heart. It talks to you when you need answers. Painful but truthful. It tells you something that only you would know. Up close and personal. Like the lil’ tomato, “your sunny someday will come one day soon to you”. Soon...



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Lyrics to Hang On Little Tomato by Pink Martini

The sun has left and forgotten me
It's dark, I cannot see
Why does this rain pour down
I'm gonna drown
In a sea
Of deep confusion

Somebody told me, I don't know who
Whenever you are sad and blue
And you're feelin' all alone and left behind
Just take a look inside and you'll find

You gotta hold on, hold on through the night
Hang on, things will be all right
Even when it's dark
And not a bit of spark
Sing-song sunshine from above
Spreading rays of sunny love

Just hang on, hang on to the vine
Stay on, soon you'll be divine
If you start to cry, look up to the sky
Something's coming up ahead
To turn your tears to dew instead

And so I hold on to his advice
When change is hard and not so nice
You listen to your heart the whole night through
Your sunny someday will come one day soon to you

Saturday, November 13, 2010

Hachiko: A Dog's Story

Hey Dear,

Remember Hachiko? We saw his bronze statue outside the Shibuya Train Station when we visited Japan during our honeymoon?

Just watched the movie "Hachiko: A Dog's Story", the American version starring Richard Gere. I was really touched by the show.. At one of the very last scenes of the show, Hachi went to the train station in the middle of the night. He would go there actually at around evening for many years to wait for his owner, Parker Wilson (music professor), to come out from the train station after work, even many years after his death.

So that cold lonely night, Hachiko fell asleep for one last time outside the train station. He saw Mr Parker coming out of the train station to fetch him for one last time... bringing him up to heaven. Hachi looked so contented.

I broke down when I saw this scene.. don't ask me why... you know me best my dear. You know how I feel now. The day will come...

Tuesday, November 9, 2010

The Cat Whisperer

Hey Dear,

I have a very interesting story to share with you. It happened just this Sunday morning. It’s about 2 things that you are always very scared of… it’s about cats and ghosts. Morbid topics that will make your hairs stand…

It was a cold Saturday night, early Sunday morning to be exact. Around 4am. The wind was building up as it howled through the streets. It was going to rain.

We had just celebrated Gavin’s birthday again, after a previous night out at Timbre@Old School the Thursday before. This time round we had all drank much more. Everyone left Filter by 4am. I wanted to drive home so I decided to walk around the vicinity of Gallery Hotel until I was sober enough to indeed drive home safely. Come to think of it now, it was not a smart decision after all. But at that point in time, well, I made that seemingly unwise decision and I’m still ok now.. so it was risk taken.. nothing happened and so I thank whoever , who was watching over me that night. And I am glad that I did stay there a while longer.. I will come to that later.

Armed with my iphone, I snapped a number of interesting pictures, here and there and uploaded them to Facebook after taking each photo. I was having so much fun. Usually after a party ends, most people’s mind should be clouded, intoxicated beyond reasoning after a hard night of drinking. I was on the contrary, alert but perturbed, full of thoughts and emotions.





What do I mean by that? Well, I guess sometimes when you had a drink or two or too much, you will enjoy the night albeit initially. Sense of feeling high… chatting, partying, drinking with your friends. You feel that you are on top of the freaking world… but when the music stops, reality sets in and if you’re intoxicated, you are fine. But if you are not, you’re in trouble.

I was in trouble that night. For some reason, I was feeling very alert. It was scary to the extent that you start to observe things around you more keenly. You start to look at your surrounding and try to make sense of everything around you. You start to think about your life, you start to think about your past, you start to think about the future, your loved ones, your anguish, your sadness…think about you my dear… I was depressed.

As I have always asked. “What’s scarier than death?”Answer to me is simple. “It’s losing your mind, losing your sanity.”

We are as good as dead if we lose it. Luckily that night, somehow, I was able to maintain my sanity, did nothing stupid and continued taking photos merrily along the river.

As I approach the bridge entrance beside Filter @ Gallery Hotel. I noticed a strange silhouette. Against the dimly lit backdrop of the bridge tunnel, I noticed this hunched silhouette.. a man, I realized, carrying a huge backpack and an equally bulky waist pouch. He was holding a “gadget” in his hands. For a moment he was squatting down, peering intently into some bushes. Then he was moving around the bushes slowly, as if looking for something.

I find it fascinating at first. “What on earth is this man doing at this unearthly hour!” I asked myself. I whipped out my iphone and started to take picture of this interesting sight.

That was when the guy suddenly stood up and started walking towards me.

“Hey!” he shouted. I replied instinctively “Yes, bro!”. Don’t know why I have been greeting everyone bro these days.

“Do you know it’s very rude to take a picture of someone without his permission” He chided.

By this time I could see clearly. Standing in front of me was a bespectacled man in his thirties, with a boney frame. He was wearing a hand bracer for his injured left hand. On the other hand, he was holding a camera. One you expect a professional cameraman would carry.

“Bro, sorry about that. No offenses intended. I find the image of you interesting so I decided to take a picture. That’s about it. Just wanted to capture the essence of that moment” I replied, looking squarely into his eyes.

He can sense my truthfulness. “Well said, capture the essence of the moment”

“What are you doing at this hour? What are you looking at in the dark bushes?” I asked curiously.

Immediately, he turned his camera towards me, put on the review mode and voila.. a wonderful picture came up.

It was a very well taken, closed-up shot of a cat peering into the camera.

“Wow! That’s such a beautiful shot! Seriously, how did you know there is a cat in those bushes?” I queried in jest.

“I know quite a number of cats living around this area. I know where to find each of them. You know, Cats, they can see things human cannot see. During the Chinese Ghost month they have this heightened sense of alertness. They will react to “things” that they can see…” William quipped with a funny smile. (yup we introduced each other)

“Oh yeah, interesting” I replied.

I am never afraid of ghost. I enjoy watching horror movies, listening to ghost stories, but since I know you, I have not watched a single horror movie cos’ you simply refused to watch any such shows with me in the cinema. (hehe now I have started to watch such shows again.. started with The Final Destination the other day). I am not afraid of the dark or being alone in the dark.

“But cats do have their lovely moments. They will purr gently at you, they will pose for you if you know them”. The subject turned lighter. “So what are you doing at this unearthly hour?” he asked.

“Oh, I just partied with my friend at Filter. Everyone left and I’m just chilling out here along the river. I wanted to be sober enough to drive home. I was lying there on the ground at the bridge to take this photo” I pointed to the bridge and showed him my photo from the iphone photo gallery at the same time.

“This is well taken. Using natural light to take photo is most fascinating. It brings out the natural color of your subject matter. You know, the picture of this colorful bridge structure that you just took. The paint job was designed by my friend (I cannot remember exactly about the order now, whether it’s the wife or the husband who designed the paint patterns on the bridge). The wife passed away due to cancer. Husband was devastated and is now devoting his time to charity work; incidentally in the fight against cancer” he said with a sigh.

I was struck by a familiar sense of sorrow as he mentioned the subject of… untimely death.

It began to pour and so we scurried to find shelter. We sat by an outdoor table outside a Jap restaurant.


I had this sudden urge and began to share with him about my personal loss of you as well. I shared with him about us, recalling fondly those happy moments we had and the proud contributions you made as a teacher. Weird it may seem, sharing your inner thoughts with a stranger. But somehow, I felt so much better after talking about you. Dear, I am still so proud of you, always proud of what you had done in your life.

William said something that stuck to my mind since our encounter.

“You know. When you take pictures, it’s about, as you mentioned just now, capturing the essence of the moment. Every picture has a meaning to the person who takes it. One guy might not be seeing what another see in a particular picture. So when I take pictures, I do not care about or worry about what other people think of the pictures that I took. What matter most is, in fact, how I see it myself; what it meant to me personally. Likewise, no one will understand the pain that you’ve gone through. Only you would know. But what matter most is how you see and treasure what you had with your wife. That’s good enough”

We talked for a while more about life, death, religion and photography. As the heavy rain slowed to a drizzle, I shook William’s hand. It was about 5.30am. I guess I was sober enough to drive home then.

“Nice knowing you and talking to you bro” I quipped. “I have learned a lot from you tonight, not only about photography. Anyway, I am getting into photography and if I’ve any questions I will call you!” waving his namecard in my hand. “You take care and don’t injure the other hand while taking photos” I pointed to his injured left hand in bracer. (cut by glass while going for a shot)

“Sure and nice talking to you too” William replied as he turned and walked the other way, intent on continuing his hunt for the elusive cats.

As he trudged away, I turned to take a last look at this interesting character who I just had a very interesting conversation with. A hunched figure, an unlikely person you would expect to meet early in the morning on a Sunday. Yet we had such a wonderful exchange of thoughts.

A lot of things are unexpected and unexplainable in life; it’s tiring to find an answer for every question that you have in mind. Our life is played out in a way that you take things as they come. You cannot prevent those bad ones from happening or choose to re-live the good ones again and again. Good, bad, happy, sad, tragic, joy… you will experience them all along the way but somehow, life still goes on. Like it or not, you have to face up to it everyday.

Dear, I hold comfort to the thought that we had lived a significant part of our wonderful life together; in a manner that mattered most to only both of us. I still miss you much. I know you were watching over me that night as I sped home in the rain. Yes I sped home. Sorry to let you worry; I promise I won’t do it again.

Tuesday, November 2, 2010

Most Precious Moments... Images of you (1)

Hey Dear,

What were my most precious moments? What do I hold most dearly in my heart now? What do I want to see and hear over and over and over again?

In the movie, Inception, Leonardo Di Caprio had the ability to revisit the basement of his "apartment" to talk to and see his wife who had since left him... over and over and over again. When I watched that show, I wondered to myself... "Oh wow.. how I wished that this is real!"

In reality, what do I have of you, other than my beloved memories of you?

I do have lots and lots of your photos in static poses.. I love all of them.

But the most precious memories of you... are your moving images.. recording your voice and your actions.

Thanks to technology, I have video clips of you which I can play over and over and over again...

In my subsequent blog postings, I'll share videos of you with family and friends of ours who access my blog to catch a glimpse of you...

This is the Huilin, we are so familiar with..

Huilin.. we still love you.. lots...

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We were in Tokyo Disneyland.. took a precious video of you.. enjoying yourself totally in our swirling teacup.. in Alice in Wonderland setting?? This is one of my favourites...

Tuesday, October 26, 2010

This Christmas...

Hey Dear,

How are you? What have you been doing lately? Must be planning for your Christmas trip right?

Every year, around this time, we would be eagerly discussing plans for Christmas. You know… before I know you, Christmas to me does not have any real significance. My family does not celebrate Christmas so as a child, no special treats or presents.

Ever since I know you in University, I started to celebrate Christmas with your family… every year since then. For once I start to look forward to Christmas… I really enjoy the warmth and bliss of a simple Christmas gathering with our loved ones, enjoying the sumptuous Christmas meal, games and gift exchange eventually.

You brought meaning to Christmas, especially to me.

This year, the first Christmas without you for the longest time, will be a very, very painful affair for me. I don’t think I can take it… I have to leave Singapore… I really cannot bear the thought of not having you by my side during Christmas.

Without you, Christmas has no meaning to me anymore… I will be going for a trip during this period. To where? No plans yet, but when I have my plans, I will share them with you.

I have never travelled alone. But this time round I will do it… I just need to get away from it all…

Monday, October 18, 2010

Movie "Firsts" & "Lasts"

Hey Dear,
Suddenly remembered my first ever movie in a cinema, which I watched alone.. It was Beetlejuice (1988) at the now defunct Capitol Cinema ... It was so funny! Come to think of it, I should watch it again. Since then, I have not once watched a movie alone in a cinema.. Usually watching with friends and eventually.. mostly with you...

Our first movie together with friends was Michael Jordan's Space Jam.. And our first movie together, only 2 of us, was "White Squall"... Don't remember about the movie much because throughout the movie I was just staring at you.. come to think of it now.. it's so corny lor:)

On Saturday, for unknown reasons again, I decided to go watch a movie alone... "Wallstreet" ... after so so many years.. about 22 years to be exact since I went to watch a show alone. It seemed weird at the start; I saw couples or groups of friends around me. And there I was.. a lone soul sitting at one inconspicuous corner. I tried to keep myself happy with nachos with "EXTRA cheese" and a large ice lemon tea. But when there were exciting scenes which I wanted to talk about, I turned around me, seeing unfamiliar faces everywhere... I drifted into memories of us watching various movies together.. cannot concentrate...
I recalled our last cartoon together was "Up", a very touching one, which you cried during the show. After the show, we talked about the most poignant part of the show.. when the old man after many years found a note from his wife... asking him to start a new journey...........Our last movie was "Avatar" 3D. We both loved it! And I badly wanted it to win the Oscar.. which it surprisingly didn't...

By this time, the show was nearing it's end; it was a happy ending.. everyone celebrating the first year birthday of the baby girl... Dear, don't ask me what happened before this scene because I was with you throughout the show... as usual...

Wednesday, October 13, 2010

Enjoyable Reads #1 (by Low Wai-Lin aka momokopeaches)

Dear,

Again, thanks to Huibin's blog, she'd posted an excerpt of the article which you wrote about how you wished that you'd the chance to learn ballet. I can attest to it because I heard you repeated this regret countless times....

Excerpt of the article:

I loVe Ballet!

Of all the art forms, I think dance is the most beautiful and sensual. Of all the dance forms, I love ballet the most. The strong powerful leaps and twirls and splits... The use of body and music to communicate to the audience...

The ballet flats, tutus and the pinned up bun, the grace and poise...

I could stand outside a ballet studio and through the glass walls, gaze and gaze in wonderment at the kids learning ballet. It was a childhood dream which I never had the chance to fulfill...

There was always the resentment that Ma had opposed to me learning ballet and any other forms of dance. It was so ironic that she was quite an accomplished dancer in her younger days. She felt that it was too romantic, too distracting. (even too much injuries...)She would rather we learn music and art.

I was so glad that I learned Chinese (it was so fun to dance with the fans and ribbons!) and folk dance when I was in primary school and it has always been my regret that I never had the chance to pick up ballet. Dance had given me so much joy when I was a child. It came naturally to me even without any formal training- I had a flexible body and love to contort it in various forms,. I would split my legs, flip over to do a full back arch turn and lift my leg straight by the side to touch the tip of my ear. Everything came to easily and naturally. Even Ma had to accede that if I were to pick up dance, I would have an advantage.

Maybe because I never had the chance to learn ballet, I find it all the more beautiful...

Why no more post in Chinese?

Dear,
Hahaha you know why? Have I lost my literary prowess in Chinese? Nope, it's just that my windows laptop crashed and I'm too lazy to bring it to repair. So with all the Chinese Han Yu Ping Yin software installed inside, there goes my chinese writing tool.

I'm using your MacBook now and I must say I still suck at the Apple interface.. still figuring out how to use the chinese writing tools in Apple.

And of course, if I'm determined enough, I'll be back with a vengeance.. doing what I do better.. writing in Chinese.

Enjoyable reads (Prelude)

Dear,

Again for unknown reasons, I cannot explain why I cannot sleep though it's 3.30am now and my mind is still VERY active. So I reckon that I continue to blog...

Thanks to your influence, I've started to pick up reading more seriously and also learned to enjoy good articles.. from Straits Times columns to award winning articles to simple blog entries that exudes life and joy.

So I've decided to start to post articles which I really enjoy reading and which I think you would enjoy reading as well:)

Here's an excerpt from your blog which Huibin also posted in her blog. You talked about your love for Japanese novels. Ok, I know you've always set very high standard when it comes to writing. I must say, you are good at what you do best.. as a English teacher and in RGS.. that speaks volume:

It has been quite some time since I last read novels by Banana Yoshimoto. In fact it has been quite some time since I last read books by Japanese writers. I think the last I have read was one by Haruki Murakami. He is such a gifted writer and never fails to enthrall me with his extraordinary plot and sophistication in ideas.

I was introduced to the world of Japanese literature when I did Japanese Studies in NUS for a year. Oh how I missed uni days! More so for having the luxury to read the many books I loved. I really must do my PHD someday! I AM destined to be an academic ... ok I shall stop deluding myself...

Then I discovered (really stumbled upon it when I was doing research for something else...) a good collection of Japanese literature when I was studying at Macquarie. It was just wonderful and I read so many of Natsume Soseki works. I love his writing. he has this unique style and strong voice. There was always this sense of isolation and loss; and sometimes -no-often- depressing mood. Yet at the end of it all, there is a sense of hope.

His novels give me an insight into the Japanese culture (and the psychic of the Japanese too in some way.) It was amazing how great literature transcends languages and culture. He died in 1916 - way before I was even born. In fact 50 years before I was born. But I felt I could relate to him. I could understand the protagonists in his novels. Somehow after reading his novels, I tend to think a lot and to reflect upon my own life and the world around me. Just like Shakespeare, I believe his works will be enjoyed by many more generations to come. I wonder how many Japanese actually read his works. I wished my Japanese is good enough for me to read the original versions of his works. How much of what he has to say is lost in translation? I would never know. In particular, I remembered two of his novels most vividly - Kokoro (meaning 'heart') and Botchan ( name of a teacher - maybe because I am a teacher myself?)

The works by Banana are more of a pop culture style that appeals to generation X typically, at least in my opinion. They are usually light-hearted in nature and focuses more on modern day Japanese life. Interestingly, parallels can still be drawn between Yoshimoto and Soseki in spite of the different eras. Well i supposed no matter how a country progresses, there are still fundamental DNA strands that cut across different generations.

So in my current Bananamania state (which really happens out of the blue) , I borrowed three books by Yoshimoto at one go from the library today! I hope the books won't distract me from my marking.

I am not too hopeful about that though...

Huibin, Our Lovely Sister...

Hi Dear,

For selfish reasons, I have not gone into your blog or Huibin's blog to read for a long, long while; for I was afraid of opening up a wound in my heart that I’ve tried so hard to heal. But for some untold reasons, I’ve decided to take a look at her blog just a few moments ago; a good hard look. And I am really glad that I’ve done so for good reasons.

My eyes are now swelled with tears as I read through her entries about you. My feelings are mixed… really mixed now...

I can feel her immense grief when she writes about your untimely departure. I can feel the void now in her when she misses you, every now and then. I can feel her helplessness when she laments the inevitability of your passing. It breaks my heart.

I can also feel the joy in her when she reminisces the good old times… back then when both of were enjoying simple things in life together.. shopping, chit-chatting, doing manicures, perdicures, massages, having coffee, sharing secrets, books etc. I can feel the simple, pure, unconditional love your dear younger sister has for you. It warms and heals my heart more, more so than it has broken it.

Dear, you know her best… befitting the strong, unbreakable bond existing between you and her… She misses you as much as you miss her.

In a narrow sense, though both of you are not able to continue to enjoy those simple pleasures in life, physically together… but deep down inside you and Huibin, there is always this lil’ cosy corner where both of you can seek solace in when any of you needs someone to talk to; this lil' warm corner where both of you can still heartily laugh together, celebrating the simple joys in life; this lil' private corner where both of you can share secrets....

P.S. I m now using your MacBook and you've listed this lovely photo of you and Huibin as one of your favourite photos in iPhoto:

Poetry-in-MotionS: Love is Simple? No?

Ah Wee’s ExpressionS On Myriad Emotions – AWESOME…

Poetry-in-MotionS (PMS) - Day of the month for me...

PMS 1: Love is Simple? No?
P.S. Layman interpretation will do. Don’t judge my language dear.. pls… afterall who got A1 for English for “O” Levels…hahahaha

Love is simple …but some chose to make it complicated.
Love becomes complicated… but most wanted it to stay simple.
But then again, there are some who succeeded in making complicated love… simple.

Love is non-judgemental...You love her as she is.
Love her as she is? .. You think it’s simple, isn’t it?
But then again, when you set out to love her at the very beginning, you make it … simple

Love her as she is…
Love her idiosyncrasies,
Love her fantasies.
Love her quirkiness,
Love her tardiness.
Love her as she is?

Just love her as she is… simple?
Just love her as she is … complicated?
Why make it so complicated when it’s so simple?
Why make it so simple when it’s so complicated?
Understood? Misunderstood?
Yes? No?
Ah! Huh?

Sunday, October 10, 2010

Four Seasons - Winter

You would always tell me how you wished you could live in places where you could experience the gradual change of the 4 seasons from Spring to Summer to Autumn and finally to the Winter.

Like most Singaporeans, we simply loathe the hot and humid weather throughout the year. Naturally, Winter and the festivities during the Christmas month of December appeal to most of us.. especially you. I can still recall the excitement you showed when we saw snow during our Hokkaido trip in the 2005 winter. We played with the snow, threw snowballs at each other and also witnessed a snow war between 2 groups of children, complete with shields to defend their own positions...

Now.. it's the start of your favourite season. To commemorate the start of this year's Winter season, I present to you one of your favourite symphonies.. Vivaldi - Four Seasons.. Winter



You have always loved the 4 seasons; I am sure you still are and that you can now travel freely around the world to experience them.. I would like to believe that...

Wednesday, October 6, 2010

Dear Old Billy

Hey Dear, last night I met up with Nengjie at Kunhui's whiskey bar. We had a good catch up, talking about work, family, friends.. you could have eavesdropped on what we talked about? No? Anyways, Miaoling joined us later and we also bumped into an old senior from River Valley High. Really enjoyed such good hearty conversations with old friends.

When I reach home last night, Billy was waiting for me at the door, my dear old loyal Billy.. Happily greeting me at the doorstep, vigorously wagging his tail, seemingly asking me "How's your day today?

I gingerly knelt down beside him and stroke him by his tummy; an activity which he has always enjoyed.

"Life is tough but you made it good.. Life's good my dear old Billy.. Life's good..."

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BTW Dear.. here's your Silly Billy's latest photo: Still as greedy as ever.. hehehe

Monday, October 4, 2010

Mrs MM Lee.. Rest in Peace...

Hey dear, Mrs MM Lee passed away peacefully on 2nd Oct. It was a sad day for many, including me. She's the woman behind our founding father, Mr Lee Kuan Yew. As Mr Lee had said, it's with her support, looking after the household that he can concentrate on building Singapore.

Was watching a TV tribute on Channel 8 for Mrs Lee. It warms my heart, watching many snippets of the lovely old couple, showing simple concern and affection for each other; holding hands, teasing each other, wiping perspiration off his forehead.

I really really envy them; they have taught us the importance of marriage and the meaning of the marriage vow:"Till Death Do Us Part"... I'm sure he's now torn, tormented by the thought that he'd lost someone so special, so important, so close in his life.

The pain is immeasurable, emotions erupt... but slowly.. warm thoughts of the past starts to flow; ever so lightly to ease the pain.

I like the part which Mr MM Lee quips, in one of his usual witty speeches:
"Western Way: Marry the Woman you Love. The Eastern Way: Love the Woman you Marry" He's glad that he did both.

And I must say I'm as glad as him...

Saturday, September 25, 2010

Happy New Year!!

Happy New Year My Dear!! Miss You Much:)

ROM

Sep 25, 2005. Merchant Court. Poolside. Family & friends. Wedding bands. Vows exchanged. It was a wonderful day.

Tuesday, September 21, 2010

中秋节

和往年一样买了莱佛士酒店的香槟月饼给你。你的最爱。中秋节快乐!



2008中秋节

Thursday, September 9, 2010

Sep 9 9.09pm 九月九日二零零九年。九点零九分。长长久久

Dear, remember this time last year? 09/09/09 9.09pm...I miss u:)
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九月九日二零零九年。九点零九分。长长久久。记得那天我们过了一个很快乐的晚上。吃过了一顿丰盛的晚餐后,我们还赶在九点零九分之前,跑回车里拍照,做纪念。

又想说一句老调牙的词“不在乎天长地久,只在乎曾经拥有”。想你,好想你!

Friday, August 27, 2010

平常心

【明慧學校】十餘載匆匆流逝,在浮浮沉沉的生活中,總在不斷尋覓生活的真諦。曾經有過物是人非的感慨,曾經有滿懷傷感的希冀,曾經有隨波逐流的漂泊,終於大夢初醒──要有一顆平常心。

平常心是顆榮辱不驚的心。它能夠視金錢如糞土,視功名為過眼煙雲。愛因斯坦把鈔票當書簽,居理夫人把諾貝爾獎牌給女兒當玩具。莫笑他們的“荒唐”之舉,這正是他們淡泊名利的平常心的表現。拜倫說:“真有血性的人,決不乞求別人的重視,也不怕被人忽視。”擁有平常心,你也就擁有了人格魅力,也就能任雲捲雲舒去留無意。

平常心是顆理解、寬容、忍讓的心。歡樂別人的歡樂,痛苦別人的痛苦,喜悅別人的喜悅。多一份理解和關愛,世界就多一份美好。當你用一顆平常心去對待生活,你就會發現:真情,就在你身邊。

平常心是顆堅強的心,不畏泥濘路,不怕風雪夜。它始終奮勇向前,永不倒下。記憶中怎麼也忘不掉那顆柔弱的小草,在陡峭的斷岩上,在狂風中它幾乎要被連根拔起,但它搖曳的身姿卻透出它的堅強不屈與從容不迫。這不知多少次讓我肅然起敬。擁有平常心,你就會奮發進取。

平常心是顆尊重別人的心。尊重別人的勞動、人格、理想、信仰等。尊重使自己無形間得到好的修養,感受到精神的美。尊重是對別人,也是對自己。

平常心如流淌的河,雖然時而波濤洶湧,水流湍急,時而微波蕩漾,漣漪不斷,但任何東西都不能擋住它的去路。它永遠碧綠無瑕,清徹剔透。在忙碌的人世生活中,有一顆平常心,就能把平靜留下,把真誠留下,把智慧留下。


(http://www.minghui-school.org/school/article/2007/6/15/64556.html)

Your Legacy Lives On...

Dear Wai-lin,
You know what makes you so special? Not only to me but to everyone else who knows you?

Recently, I had the chance to talk to a lot of your friends, relatives, colleagues, students…some of whom I’ve never spoken to before. Through our conversations, I come to realize that you have got this “universal appeal” which everyone remembers so fondly of. (Pardon my English and at this early hour I can’t think of “THE WORD” or “PHRASE” to better describe it). “以平常心对待所有人,事与物” will be a better phrase to convey what I meant. I shall attach in my next blog this Chinese online article that describes aptly what is meant by “平常心”。

By “universal appeal”, I mean you come across to everyone as a bubbly, cheerful, positive and sincere person; you embrace life with energy, like to look at things from a positive angle and thinks that every person has a good soul. It is with this common approach to life that you’ve touched so many people with the same graciousness, openness and sincerity. True enough, we are humans, not gods. We are not infallible and do grumble a bit when the goings get tough. But everyone who knows you, knows that when you faced difficulties, you would pick yourself up pretty fast and take up the challenges bravely. My dear, you are so special in this sense and to me, as your husband, you’ve taught and inspired me a lot. Thanks to your constant encouragements and words of wisdom, I am where I am today in my career and life. It might not be a great one but at least it’s something that I worked hard for with you and something both of us can be proud of.

And like what you think of others, you have a kind soul too. Couple with that, you have a big heart. Your mum will always recall how you had helped those needy tuition kids of yours when you’re still schooling. Most often, you would forgo the tuition fees or spend the fees on assessment books for your kids. When you heard about the Asian Tsunami which took away so many lives, you were saddened by the news and immediately prompted me to make donations via the OCBC online contribution. Closer to home and to school, you would always tell me how some of your foreign students come from poor families and the difficulties they have to face to come to Singapore to study…. just to name a few instances.

So today, after discussing with your kind boss Regina and your parents, we have decided to donate part of your estate to RGS for the benefits of any needy students. For a start, Regina has kindly discussed with me and suggested giving out awards to the foreign scholars; the group of students who are closest to your heart. It’s a befitting cause and I am so glad that the school has given us an opportunity to contribute to a great cause. As mentioned in my previous blog post, I am so happy and glad today that I can do something on your behalf that makes you proud and happy. I am sure that you will celebrate this piece of good news with us. We know that you’ve always wanted to help those needy, to inspire those who tries hard to achieve and to reward those who achieves great results through perseverance. We can’t think of a better way to carry on your legacy than to make this contribution on your behalf.

My dear wife, to me, I mourn your untimely death; you have so much to offer to the world around us, to the people around you, to those who need your help and attention. The void you left in me and in so many of us is immeasurable. It pains all of us to think of not having you around, not around physically in narrow sense. But then again, you are actually still close to our hearts; fond memories of you still lingering, bringing smiles to us when we recall your familiar smiles, gestures and voices.

I would like to spend most part of my remaining life to reminisce those little actions of yours which touched so many people. You have lived a fruitful life, albeit a short one. You’ve accomplish more than a lot of people. You’ve contributed more to the society than a lot of people. You’ve touched more lives than a lot of people, including me. We are so proud of you; you left the world standing tall. I salute you. Your legacy lives on…

Thursday, August 26, 2010

Feel so happy today....

Dear, I have not felt so happy for the longest time. Can't contain my excitement that I'm writing in our blog from my iPhone! (cannot access blogspot from office). But sad thing is my iPhone battery is running very low now as I type. Will talk to you later... But trust me, I m going to tell you something that you'll be thrilled to hear. As long as we know that you'd be happy, all of us would be happy! Talk to you later... Hehe keep you in suspense for a while like you always do to me... Hehe

Monday, August 23, 2010

Lady In Red

Lady in Red.. evergreen song by Chris de Burgh.

The song was written in reference to his first wife Diane and was released on the album "Into the Light". de Burgh ever said that the song was inspired by the memory of when he first saw Diane, and how men so often cannot even remember what their wives were wearing when they first met.

Sadly, I'm one of those men, I cannot remember the dress you wore when we first met at Holland Village. So sorry.. but fortunately you'd left an indelible impression in me then and the rest is history. Love at first sight? For you, right? hahahaha....

This song is for you my Dear.. Lady in Red.. You look so so gorgeous in this red dress... My Lady in Red, I Love You.

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I've never seen you looking so lovely as you did tonight
I've never seen you shine so bright
I've never seen so many men ask you if you wanted to dance
They're looking for a little romance
Given half a chance
And I've never seen that dress you're wearing
Or that highlights in your hair
That catch your eyes
I have been blind

Lady in red is dancing with me
Cheek to cheek
There's nobody here
It's just you and me
It's where I wanna be
But I hardly know this beauty by my side
I'll never forget the way you look tonight

I've never seen you looking so gorgeous as you did tonight
I've never seen you shine so bright you were amazing
I've never seen so many people want to be there by your side
And when you turned to me and smiled it took my breath away
And I have never had such a feeling such a feeling
Of complete and utter love, as I do tonight

Lady in red is dancing with me
Cheek to cheek
There's nobody here
It's just you and me
It's where I wanna be
But I hardly know this beauty by my side
I'll never forget the way you look tonight

I never will forget the way you look tonight
The lady in red
lady in red
Lady in red
My lady in red
I love you

Apple Mania

Dear Dear, you'd have loved all these Apple gadgets.. iPhone, iPad to complement your iMac. Every time I doodle on these gadgets, I would wish that you're on the other end to receive my messages.. especially those emoji icons. Miss those little SMS messages that we sent each other. Every now and then I would still take out my old phone to look at the messages you'd sent me.

And nowadays, my best pal is my iPad. Have been playing "Words with Friends" with my colleagues when I'm home. It's Scrabble and I must say, I'm GOOD. So far I have only lost 1 game, won the other 6. You know why I'm good at Scrabble? I owe it to you, my Dear. Remember those days when I'm courting you? One of our favourite activities was to go Botanic gardens to play Scrabble... Come to think of it... wah.. we'd nothing better to do then, is it? But then again, I miss those days... Oh man.. I really miss those days... Miss you, as always.

农历七月节

农历七月。每年都会在这期间拜祖先。今年,我虔诚地请求廖门历代祖先,祖父,祖母,要好好地照护你,把你一起带来,享用为你们准备的素食,水果,糕点。
老婆你还好吧!想你。。。

Sunday, August 15, 2010

Packing our room...

Hey Dear, Have not been writing to you for close to 1 month now.

Today, suddenly have the urge to pack our room a bit. It has been in a mess for many months now.
Our room is still the same old, same old...

Was arranging some documents and found this Sunday Times newspaper cutting dated 17 Jan 2010.
It's an article talking about more and more students studying Chinese in the US as China's profile rises. That's besides the point. The thing that strikes me most is that this article was kept by you on that fateful day; your last article for your students... It's your usual habit to take out interesting articles from newspaper, as teaching materials for your students in school.

And when I was arranging another stack of books, found your "Bridget Jones" diary which you wrote before you went online blogging in 2008. Many of the entries were written when you visited Jakarta where I was posted for 3 months in 2008.


I miss your notes, your writings, your little drawings..I can't continue to pack anymore.. I guess our room will stay the same for sometime more...

Sunday, July 18, 2010

西藏之旅 (一)

老婆呀,我从西藏回来咯! 想我吗?好累呀,今天飞机延误,我们的班机迟了要到两个钟,差不多要到凌晨三点才抵达新加坡。

这次到充满着神秘色彩的佛教国度西藏,感触良多。沿途我反复地思考着心里的疑问,希望能从周围所见的事与物,所听的故事与传说,寻求答案,领悟到一些人生的道理。
更重要的是,我每到一个景点都会想起如果你在的话,那该多好。我每到一个殿堂,都会向上天祈求,希望你现在会得到快乐,开心地做你想做的事。一回到新加坡,我第一个想分享这几天的苦与乐的人,就是你。
我会慢慢地跟你聊聊这几天在西藏的经历。晚了,我们明天再聊。。晚安!

Thursday, July 8, 2010

Good Job! Grade B!

I am so proud of you my dear.Was at RGS this afternoon and talked to Regina, your dear boss. She mentioned that MOE does a yearly grading of teachers and you were given a grade of B for your performance in 2009. Understand from her, that the usual grade given is C or C+ and your grading of B is exceptional.

I am always proud of you.. I can attest to your dedication as a teacher. You've always tried your best in whatever you do and rightly so you're rewarded for your performance.. You're the best!

Wednesday, July 7, 2010

Yellow

Yellow by Coldplay...

We went on a long long trip up Perth to near Broome (about 700-800km), in one of our most memorable trips. We went on a tour with this tour operator "easyrider" and every morning when we hop onto the tour van, the tour guide, a vivacious lady will greet us with gusto, waking us up from our half asleep state. And she will always start the day with a song of Coldplay. One of her favourites that she always play again and again is yellow...We both like this song.

Monday, July 5, 2010

明境,擦一擦


对一个人的爱,会随着环境的改变而淡化吗?
对一个人的思念,会随着时间的流逝,而越来越浅吗?
对一个人的记忆,会随着岁月的增长而慢慢地、慢慢地失去吗?
什么时候,才是对挥之不去的过去,说再见的时候?
什么时候,才是走出阴影,展望未来的时候?
什么时候,才是重新面对生活,鼓起勇气接受另一个挑战的时候?
我还以为我应该不负大家的期望,而积极地面对一切。
可是我发现如果要勇往直前,就得刻意地不要常回头望一望。
我还以为我不应该为过去的悲伤,而把自己的世界紧闭起来。
可是我发现如果要压抑悲伤,就得刻意地不要常怀念和你之间的感觉。
我还以为我应该开始寻我人生的目标,而不再对未来感到迷惘。
可是我发现如果要对未来积极地规划,就得刻意地不要常怀念过去。
是我不知不觉地适应了你不在我身边的感觉吗?
是我在自己意识的驱动下而花越来越少的时间想你吗?
是我慢慢地、慢慢地和你疏远了吗?
对我来说,我珍惜和你拥有的一切的一切。
对我而言,如果我轻易地让这一切悄悄地流失,
这可是一个不可原谅的过失。
这可是对你对我的爱的一大侮辱。
矛盾、迷惘。
裹足不前?进退两难?
是时候,我应该好好地自我反省、反省一下。
是时候,我去好好地散散心、好好地想一想。
几天后我会到西藏走一走,有足够的时间思考、思考一下。
老婆你不用担心,我坚信我们俩之间的情意是永恒不变的。。。
只是象明境一样,时不时得拿出来擦一擦,欣赏、欣赏一下,
自我提醒,好好反省、反省一下。
明镜呀,明镜,在这世界上,能让我们俩最开心的,是什么呢?

Saturday, July 3, 2010

Hullo Hullo

.. what are you doing?

Let me report what I did this past week

1.)Saturday:Scared...
Went cycling with Chee Ming & Poh Lee, Jonathan & Daphne. Was apprehensive at the start. Was wondering if my ass and old legs can take me through the whole journey from East Coast MacDonalds to near Changi Jetty. Luckily, we stopped by the canal.. remember the canal that we last stopped for a rest when we went cycling with BH couple, GW couple? I miss tandem biking with you:)

2.)Sunday:Heartbroken...
when the "kelong" referee denied England's second goal. My moment of esctasy turned to sorrow as I see the referee waved the goal away. I buried my head in the pub. Didn't down more beers, but had a couple of my favourite coke hehe:)


Like that where got no goal, you tell me? Referee is blind lah...

3.) Monday-Thurs: Busy...
Work, Work, Work.. But still managed to meet up with your parents twice at Chinatown, ate lunch with them. Met up with my bros, Chee Ming and Kok Wai to eat Dum Sum during lunch time. Huiyi bought me, Guokun and Nengjie really nice Jap dinner at Gallery Hotel.. Life's not bad after all:)

4.) Friday: Shopping?
Ferragamo got sale? Went Paragon with Chee Ming, Kok Wai, Jonathan.. chey... Ferragamo shoes after GSS discount/ Citi discount? $500 plus? Siow!
But had a really nice dinner at Soup Restaurant.. Yummy!
And to top it off, we went to Chee Ming's nice cosy home to watch World Cup.. and as usual brother Kok Wai was yawning throughout the game.. weak hehe..
Sigh, my Brazil went out and I officially declare my office bet with my colleagues "DEAD".
How come, I go and take Brazil to win World Cup!! Why!!

5.) Saturday: Sailing...
hahaha tonight is the best, going on cruise to nowhere with Yong Feng, Zhiqiang, Dongfang to watch World Cup! Onboard must have free beer, food.. watching soccer with my bros in such nice atmosphere, must be GREAT!! Looking forward to it man...

So how about you? Any updates? Tell me, Tell me..

陪我讲话,好吗?


突然有好多好多的感慨,好多好多的话想和你说。
七月刚过了两天,这已经是我第七篇寄语,今晚的第五篇了。
脑海里还是充满了一大堆的回想,感触。
快要三点了,睡不着,怎么办!
你睡了吗,陪我讲话,好吗?

Love Me

Love me by Colin Raye.
I fondly remember… when we first started going out together, this is one of the very first songs you said you like very much. I wanted to buy the album to give it to you as a gift... wanted to impress you:)
As you know, Colin Raye being a country singer is not really known in Singapore and many CD shops do not carry his album.
I had a hard time looking for it. Finally in the now defunct Tower Records, I found it. I clearly remember that you were touched… and it became “Our Song”.. .
Dear, tonight I present this song to you again:)

Specially quoting from the lyrics:
"If you get there before I do
Don't give up on me
I'll meet you when my chores are through
I don't know how long I'll be
But I'm not gonna let you down
Darling wait and see
And between now and then
Til I see you again
I'll be loving you
Love, Me."

Now looking at the lyrics of the chorus.. it seems so prophetic...And between now and then Til I see you again I'll be loving you,Love, Me.

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I read a note my Grandma wrote back in 1923
Grandpa kept it in his coat, and he showed it once to me
He said, "Boy, you might not understand, but a long, long time ago,
Grandma's daddy didn't like me none, but I love your Grandma so.

We had this crazy plan to meet and run away together
Get married in the first town we came to and live forever
But nailed to the tree where we were supposed to meet instead
I found this letter, and this is what it said :

"If you get there before I do
Don't give up on me
I'll meet you when my chores are through
I don't know how long I'll be

But I'm not gonna let you down
Darling wait and see
And between now and then
Til I see you again

I'll be loving you
Love, Me."

I read those words just hours before my Grandma passed away
In the doorway of the church where me and Grandpa stopped to pray
I know I've never seen him cry in all my fifteen years
But as he said these words to her, his eyes fill up with tears

"If you get there before I do
Don't give up on me
I'll meet you when my chores are through
I don't know how long I'll be

But I'm not gonna let you down
Darling wait and see
And between now and then
Til I see you again

I'll be loving you
Love, Me."

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门,窗,心情,希望



关了又开,开了又关。还是关上了。
希望
没了又有,有了又没。还是没有了。

开了又闩,闩了又开。又闩上了。
心情
好了又烦,烦了又好。又烦上了。

妈好想你

今天和爸爸,妈妈在牛车水见了面,办了办一点事。当我们一提起你,一些和你有关的往事,妈妈就不由自主地热泪盈眶。我和爸爸看了也觉得心酸。
妈妈还很怀念平时和你闲话家常,和你斗斗嘴的情形。还记得有时你因为工作忙,没空探望或打电话给妈妈时,她总是会想你,打电话给你,问一问你是否把她给忘了!你们俩的感情真的好微妙!
在你爸爸妈妈眼里,你是一个很孝顺的好女儿。他们很想你,大家都很想你。现在一提起你难免还会很伤心,流泪。

今天,天下了一场很大的雨,你是否也在流泪?别想那么多,雨过天晴后,做一做你喜欢的事吧!


老婆,我好烦。也不知道从何对你说起。近来怪怪的,做了很多我平时很少做的事。你该知道我在说什么。尝试改了改习惯,改了改嗜好。做做这个,做做那个。总是一开始有点开兴,过了一会儿,又觉得没意义。改变其实不是一件容易的事。
回到家,还是一样,总是躲在房间,上上网,看看电视,读读书。尝试和老朋友们多出去,多聊聊天,打发时间。可是在外时又想回家,回到家又怪怪的,也不知道自己真正想做什么,想要什么。
还是在家和你聊聊天,最快乐。你呢,还好吧?

Friday, July 2, 2010

最后的一支舞


紧握着我的手,轻踏着我的脚。
往左往右,向前向后。
温柔的拥抱,心贴着心。
真切的眼神,灵牵着灵。
真挚的情缘,无私无瑕。
微妙的默契,无与伦比。
记得那晚,
我们跳了一支令我们俩永生难忘的舞。
记得那晚,
我们过了一个令我们俩回味无穷的夜。
如果人生是舞台,你是我最佳的舞伴。
你已经陪我跳了一支漂亮的舞。
倘若来生是绝对,你是我唯一的选择。
你能否再陪我走一走更长的路?

Thursday, July 1, 2010

Song Bird

dum dee dum dum... bored. Miss you, "Song Bird" for you:)
Btw, Kenny G looks a bit obiang in this MTV haha

Sunday, June 20, 2010

父亲节

嗨老婆,今天是父亲节,早上我以我们俩的名义,发了简讯给爸爸祝他父亲节快乐。
“Happy Father’s Day! From Huilin & Zhiwei”。爸爸也很快地回了我的简讯。
老婆呀,爸爸还是很好,你放心!
在此,我放上贴在你家冰箱旁,平时我们庆祝个个节日的家庭合照。

我知道你会喜欢的!慢慢地回味吧!我们还是很想你,你只不过是去旅行吧了!

Saturday, June 19, 2010

Starry Starry Night...

Vincent... Vincent Van Gogh...one of your favourite painters.

"The Starry Night", which is also the starting line in the song "Vincent", is considered by most as his magnum opus.

Don Maclean wrote this song as a tribute to the Dutch post-impressionist painter. You like this song.. this is for you, my dear, in this starry, starry night.


Starry, starry night
Paint your pallet blue and grey
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul
Shadows on the hills
Sketch the trees and the daffodils
Catch the breeze and the winter chills in colors on the snowy, linen land
Now I understand what you tried to say to me
And how you suffered for your sanity, and how you tried to set them free
They would not listen - they did not know how
Perhaps they'll listen now

Starry, starry night
Flaming flowers that brightly blaze
Swirling clouds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue
Colors changing hue
Morning fields of amber grain
Weathered faces lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand
Now I understand what you tried to say to me
And how you suffered for your sanity, and how you tried to set them free
They would not listen - they did not know how
Perhaps they'll listen now
For they could not love you - but still your love was true
And, when no hope was left inside on that starry, starry night, you took your life as lovers often do
But I could have told you, Vincent, this world was never meant for one as beautiful as you

Starry, starry night
Portraits hung in empty halls
Frameless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget
Like the strangers that you've met
The ragged men in ragged clothes
The silver thorn, a bloody rose - lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow
Now I think I know what you tried to say to me
And how you suffered for your sanity, and how you tried to set them free
They would not listen - they're not listening still
Perhaps they never will

Wednesday, June 16, 2010

端午节

又是吃粽子的时候了,买了你喜欢吃的粽子。这次可不是娘惹粽,而是斋粽。
还记得我们有时到芳林熟食中心吃饭时,一看到粽子,就会买一个来分享。吃完后就常常会后悔,因为吃得太饱。我们俩就是那么贪吃,经不起诱惑!
老婆端午节快乐!

Monday, June 14, 2010

躲猫猫


昨晚,我打包了鸡翅,薯片和汽水到了国威家看世界杯,阿根廷对垒尼日利亚的一场球赛。到了上半场休息时间,国威转了转台,转到了吴忠宪主持的躲猫猫游戏。刚好看到陈奕迅把奖金献给一个成功掩盖了几个疑点的家庭。
看着看着,我回忆起一天你跟我玩躲猫猫的情形。当时我们住在宽敞的学生宿舍,有三个房间,两个厕所,厨房和晒衣阳台。应该有很多角落躲起来吧!
当晚,我下班回家,在门外看到了你的鞋子,以为你已经到家了。一开门,叫了叫你的明字,“慧琳呀,老公回来了!”。
奇怪,叫了老半天总是没回声?我找了找,到每个房间,厨房,厕所去,就是找不到。
因该是找学生聊天去了吧!我心想。我也不以为意,换了衣服就到客厅看电视节目。过了一会儿,你忽然气冲冲地在我前面出现,吓了我一跳。
“喂,你不是出去了吗?怎么会从房里出来的”我莫名其妙地问道。
“哇,老婆不见了,你也不紧张呀!不会去仔细地去找,是不是?真没用!”你追问着。
“有呀,你没听到我一到家就叫你嘞,还一边找,一边叫你呢!你究竟躲在哪里呀”我打趣地问道。
这时,你脸上带着沾沾自喜的微笑,以胜利的语气道“哈哈,秘密,不告诉你!你仔细想想吧!”
我心想,总有一天我会报一箭之仇的!老婆,躲猫猫是吗?我也会!
老婆呀,老婆,你真可爱!

Crying in the Rain

Hey Dear, today I visited Vivian, your favourite hairdresser at Jean Yip Vivocity to cut my hair, really short this time. Remember.. you specially bought her Roche chocolate while we were shopping for Christmas pressies at Vivocity last Christmas?

When I talked to her about you, she teared. She remembered you as a cheerful personality. You never complain about your work as a teacher and she remembers the sparkles in your eyes when you talked about your students and of course, me. Thanks to the lasting impressions you left in so many people around you, she remembers, ever so fondly, of your smiles, encouraging words and positive outlook in life.

She told me things that I'd otherwise never get to know. She tells me that you'd patiently wait for me to get off work to meet you at Vivocity; wilding your time away window shopping, reading at cafes, not wanting to rush me away from work. You'd share your worries about me having to work late and not getting enough sleep often. You sign up the treatment package with Jean Yip after making sure that I can also share the package with you in treating my scalp problems... etc etc.

As I drove home, it was raining.. as much as I want to control, I erupted again.. this time round, luckily again, in the sanctum of my car. I switched to the usual album which I always play over and over again in my car and selected the song which most represents my feeling at that point in time.. Crying in the Rain by Aha.

I'll never let you see, the way my broken heart is hurting me. I got my pride and I know how to hide, all my sorrows and pain, I'll do my crying in the rain.

Of course, not as dramatic as the song goes, I did not stop the car and step out of it, to drown my sorrows and tears in the heavy rain. What I needed to do most then was to rush back home and do my crying in the shower instead. Don't laugh at me again, I'm a cry baby, all thanks to you! You take care:)

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I'll never let you see
The way my broken heart is hurting me
I've got my pride and I know how to hide
All my sorrow and pain
I'll do my crying in the rain

If I wait for stormy skies
You won't know the rain from the tears in my eyes
You'll never know that I still love you so
Though the heartaches remain
I'll do my crying in the rain

Raindrops falling from heaven
Could never take away my misery
But since we're not together
I pray for stormy weather
To hide these tears I hope you'll never see

Someday when my crying's done
I'm gonna wear a smile and walk in the sun
I may be a fool
But till then, darling, you'll never see me complain
I'll do my crying in the rain

I'll do my crying in the rain
I'll do my crying in the rain
I'll do my crying in the rain

Somebody

Depeche Mode.. my all time favourite British Band. It flourished in the 80s and early 90s, winning legions of young fans, including me. As I grow older, I still hear their songs being played over the radio, albeit not too often. But one place you'd most probably get to hear their songs being belted out on a weekly basis is.. Zouk on Weds.. (no prize for guessing it right).
More popular songs like "Strange Love", "Just can't get enough" are evergreen retro songs that will never DIE!

Other than their wildly popular discography songs, is this one sentimental song which I love most....Somebody.
My dear, tonight I dedicate this song to you.

Quoting from the lyrics:
I thought I had found somebody who I can share the rest of my life with. Somebody who share my innermost thoughts, know my intimate details.
I had indeed found somebody who cares for me passionately, with every thought and with every breath. Someone who'll help me see things, in a different light.
You know, my dear... deep down inside my heart, that somebody lives on forever... And tonight, I wish "that somebody" would put her arms around me and kiss me tenderly...

I want somebody to share
Share the rest of my life
Share my innermost thoughts
Know my intimate details
Someone who'll stand by my side
And give me support
And in return
She'll get my support
She will listen to me
When i want to speak
About the world we live in
And life in general
Though my views may be wrong
They may even be perverted
She'll hear me out
And won't easily be converted
To my way of thinking
In fact she'll often disagree
But at the end of it all
She will understand me
Aaaahhhhh....

I want somebody who cares
For me passionately
With every thought and
With every breath
Someone who'll help me see things
In a different light
All the things i detest
I will almost like
I don't want to be tied
To anyone's strings
I'm carefully trying to steer clear of
Those things
But when i'm asleep
I want somebody
Who will put their arms around me
And kiss me tenderly
Though things like this
Make me sick
In a case like this
I'll get away with it
Aaaahhhhh....

Sunday, June 13, 2010

World Cup - Aussie, YEAH!

It's World Cup Season. This World Cup is different in many aspects to me personally as compared to the previous ones.

For one, we've to pay a bomb to either Starhub or Singtel to watch every match, which I refuse to pay. In those days, we'd watch them with no additional charges via our regular starhub subscription.

Anyways, this time round, World Cup has lost its usual appeal to me. Somehow, while watching this year's games at friends' places, I would drift off.. recalling those previous World Cups with you watching together with me, complete with coke, chips.

You'd gasp and sigh with me when the team that we support, misses. Cheer when our team scores. I really miss those moments of ups and downs with you.

This year, I know which team you'd support. It must be Australia. The country which you spent a couple of years studying for your Masters.


A country which you'd spent some of your happiest days, making new friends from all over the world, travelling to some of the most beautiful places on Earth and also as you'd always boasted, when you were the slimmest! I remember when Guowei and Caiyi visited you, they nearly cannot recognise you in your slim outfit!

You'd always tell me how strong the sporting culture is to the Aussies. You'd jokingly tell me that most Aussies would remember their sports teams' anthem rather than their own national anthem!

This year, I will support Australia with you, starting with their first game with Germany tonight. Aussie, Aussie Go Go Go!