Wednesday, 24 November 2010

Hold hands

Seeing you getting involved in a relationship. 
But the guy isn't me. 
How graceful could I be? 

Wishing you both hang in well and all is well. 

Hold his hand tightly. Don't ever release. 
Hold her hand closely. Don't ever make it loose. 

Au Revoir, My Love

But there will be a "B.R.B." on the graveyard of my love instead of "R.I.P." 
Because I do need love XD 

Never mind then. You left. Just when I needed the most 
She's attached and He's gonna be alone 

Solitaire plays out loud 
Solitaire is the only game in town 

Saturday, 20 November 2010

Life's brief candle

Your life is not quantified by the number of the signature clothes that you wear. 
For it can only be measured by the number of faces that smile every time they hear your name. 

When life seems difficult, P.U.S.H. 
(Pray Until Something Happens) 

Life is a balance of HOLDING ON and LETTING GO. 
Hold On to the good and Let Go of the bad. 

Life isn't about waiting for the storm to pass. It's about learning to dance in the rain. 
Learn from yesterday, Live for today, Hope for tomorrow. 

Sometimes life has to get more complicated before it can get simpler. 

Home is the place you grow up wanting to leave
and grow old wanting to get back to. 

If mistakes were qualifications, we would be geniuses by now. 

Faith makes all things possible, Hope makes all things work, Love makes all things beautiful. 

Sometimes there's No next time. No time outs. No second chances. 
Sometimes it's just now or never. 

You'll never know which one is the right path, if you never had the wrong ones. 

The challenges aren't there to stop you. They're there to help you grow. 

The best fashion accessory you can wear is a smile, so wear it with pride. 

Let's H.O.P.E. (Have Only Positive Expectations) 

Friday, 19 November 2010

Dry despite the rain

Be ready to grab your umbrella in case the downpour hits
When it's over, it leaves everyone breathless to see that rainbow at the end of the storm 

Monday, 15 November 2010





Thursday, 11 November 2010


Intra-campus Business Management Competition briefing
YTLC orientation 
Rejected and needed-to-redo individual assignment's journal review 
Never-ending homework on tutorials 
Shopping for formal suits at Times Square this Sunday 

"I'm kinda busy. I'm kinda busy." 
"Stop calling stop calling I don't wanna hear anymore" 

p/s Sunday is my day! I'm gonna fully utilise it before I get another wave of stress next few weeks! :)


Thinking of travelling around. With someone I fond of or who's willing to accompany me.
Totally not in the kind of mood that I myself can tolerate with.
These days I was hurt badly.
Mostly from family. coursework. homework. peers.
No I can't cry anymore no matter how. No more. My tears are dried out.
Now even Westlife's songs have lost the magic.
I can still feel the pain inside. No matter how frequent I repeated listening to Westlife.
Lying so silently.
But I feel it hurts so violently.

For somehow but I don't know how,
I thought I have the discretion to control my account of money.
But all came to a discoverable mess and it's like an illusionary slap to my face.
Not telling you doesn't mean making secret profit.
Come on! It's credited by aunt to my account and for all this while I didn't tell you too.
So I don't see any necessity to tell you about the money thing this time.
And that's the reason I answer you "Yes I still have money" "No need bank in for me yet"
when you ask me about my balance
You Thought I'm a Banker ar?
or I Go Rob the Bank and that's why I have So Much Inexhaustible Money to use?
My passion was welcomed by a wave of scolding.
Should I feel comfortable instead and tell all the people around "Yeah I got scolded!"?

I know you are earning hard bearing we three small kids.
But I'm grown, physically-fully and psychologically none.
I'd feel the emptiness too. Not only you. I bet sista will feel the same way as well.
Sometimes I really don't know what to do when I am so helpless.
I can't call you all. I don't wanna make any trouble.
You have had enough. So do I.
I'm tired of being the eldest. Being the black sheep.
No one sincerely/truthfully cares for me.
I'm leading solitary life. and I'm liking it as the ironic way.
God, can I ask for an exchange in my next life, if there is any, please?
That's my prayer to be heard.


And I believe, 
Hug is one of the most important things that I can say without speaking. do without acting. 
And I need one right now. but who cares? 
Leave it blank there. I'm searching for the answer. 

I've temporarily closed the account on FB and no one can actually see my posts except some photos. 
Text me a line or give me a call if you have any things needed to reach me. 
People with their minds that I'm being emo. "Whatever" is the only word I can tell you and it shows that you don't understand me thoroughly. 
The left part of my chest is left empty. Because my heart is being hospitalised now. 
I'll bring it to travel around but I'm unsure when will it be back. So stay tuned. 

Time will heal and I'll be fine. 

Tuesday, 9 November 2010


這一路 走著走著