Monday, 27 April 2009

纯为留念

I could see that she did not expect me to be here. Her eyes were staring fiercely at me, as if I had taken away her everything and was her biggest enemy. I tried to look away, running away from her sight.

However, it did not work. She walked slowly towards me. As she was approaching, I could feel that my hands were trembling. She was then only half kilometer away from me. She held me on my left arm and pulled me towards her, then she said,"How dare you take part in this competition?Who do you think you are?"

I looked into her eyes quietly. There was something inside those two beautiful eyes. I saw fire burning vigorously, I knew her spirit and will to win was strong. But, I saw fear as well. She was afraid of me, I always knew that.

Therefore, I pushed away her hand softly, smiled at her, and then walked away, like nothing had happened.

She was Felicia, the richest family's daughter in our town. Like me, she was fond of music. However, we never got along for I was only a girl who got the chance to learn piano because of the teacher's sympathic to me.

Felicia thought she was a good pianist, but I was the one who always got praises. She hated me very much because of this. Therefore, when she knew that the payment for this "International Royal Piano Music Competition" was RM 300, she was very happy because I could not afford to pay that much. However, she did not know that the teacher had helped me to settle the payment.

The competition started at 8 o'clock sharp. Felicia was the tenth contestant while I was the last contestant for our category. When it was her turn, she walked out to the stage with a broad smile on her face confidently and gracefully. She was dressed in white, like an angel, and so did her song. It was one of the hardest songs composed by the famous pianist, Beethoven.

The piece was soft and peaceful. Everyone, including the judges of course, was indulged into it. Me, myself as well. It was absolutely a good piece, and Felicia played it well. She won the loud applause from all the audience, the judges and the other contestants.

My confidence began to fade away. She was too perfect to be surpassed. It was impossible! I was scared, trembling again. However, the brilliant thought came into my mind suddenly. I told myself I was here only to gain experience, there was no need to scare. I just had to do my best. The prizes worth nothing to me!

When my name was announced as the last contestant, I walked with the very best 'calm-state' of mine, trying to hide my fear. The stage was big, the grand piano was put in the middle of it. The piano was huge too, like the sizes of two Gen-2 cars.

I sat on the chair, put my hands on the keyboard, and began my song. The melody was calm, it flew in my hand, my mind and my heart.

The night was beautiful, I played the piece with all my souls.

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Sunday, 26 April 2009

讨厌vroom vroom



我住在一个taman,屋后有一大片被荒废着的空地,没人理会。
不过,最近出现了一群俗称mat rempit 的人到空地来飙motor。
噢,不对。
既然是一群,那应该是mat-mat rempit了。
他们“行动”的时间都是在傍晚,一直到7、8点。

现在重点是,飙车就飙车,为什么还要一直lap油?
他们不知道那个vroom vroom 声很惹人厌的吗?
爽就自己一群人在那边在乱。
eh,这里可是一个住宅区咧!
是不容许他们在此制造噪音的咧!

今天终于忍不住跑去拍他们。
不敢走太近,也不敢拍太久。不然他们其中一个以转过头来看到我就死。
所以结果出来是……
看不清楚地video一个。

lo,很久没有edit video,现在再重新动过真的有点生硬。
你们就……
将就将就一下拉~

不知道周某有没有注意到……

Friday, 24 April 2009

想宿起来


突然想闭着眼睛,慢步穿梭在人群拥挤及脚步匆促的街道上。

深深呼吸,感受路人的繁忙与无情;感受自己的落寞与孤单。

然后停下脚步,冷静思考,再重新出发。


也许我已冲得太累了,也许我已无力再冲了。
I'm a coward。

Monday, 20 April 2009

What a co-incidence

Saw this in a magazine.

The Abraham Lincoln/John Fitzgerald Kennedy mystic.

Abraham Lincoln was elected to congress in 1846.
John F. Kennedy was elected to congress in 1946.

Abraham Lincoln was elected as President in 1860.
John F. Kennedy was elected as President in 1960.

Abraham Lincoln's secretary was named Kennedy.
John F. Kennedy's secretary was named Lincoln.

Andrew Johnson who succeeded Lincoln was born in 1808.
Lyndon Johnson who succeeded Kennedy was born in 1908.

Both were particularly concerned with civil rights.
Both Presidents were shot on a Friday.

Both were shot in the head.
Both were assassinated by Southerners.
Both were succeeded by Southerners.
Both successors were named Johnson.

Lincoln was shot at the theatre named 'Kennedy'.
Kennedy was shot in a car called 'Lincoln'.

John Wilked Booth, who assassinated Lincoln was born in 1839.
Lee Harvey Oswald, who assassinated Kennedy was born in 1939.

Both assassins were known by their three names.
Both names comprised fifteen letters.

Booth ran from the theatre and was caught in the warehouse.
Oswald ran from a warehouse and was caught in a theatre.

Both were assassinated before their trials.

The Timeline that consistently present between their lifelines continue to excite historians and the rest of the world.

Wasai!Amazing, isn't it?

Thursday, 16 April 2009

愁 · 变

又换了背景。

不知道是之前那背景真的那么不耐看,还是自己出了问题。才把它放上没多久,就看腻了。不过话说回来,最近心情是真的有点不一样。(好像更年期?= =)

不知道为什么,这几天都有点想要做些不一样的东西出来。就连blog也是。今天花了半天的时间在找部落格新背景,好像差不多整个网络的blogger背景都被我点过了,竟然没有一个合心水。o.O

然后在这个过程中,才发觉原来自己是个很挑的人。

太复杂的,不要;
太平淡的,不要;
太普遍的,不要;
扮可爱的,不要。

我要的,是一种简单得来,又很有性格的背景。

把差不多整个google都“翻箱倒柜”后,发觉自己只download过一个template。还是以白色为background colour的,重点是banner有双很性感的嘴唇 ~ 有点丰厚,再加上鲜红的唇膏,让那2片厚唇看起来有点发亮的感觉。

是真的很sexy,不过后来还是没有用。因为我怕你们看了想亲下去,把你们的嘴唇贴在荧幕上面吓到家人就不好啦!Orz

绕了一大圈,依然找不到自己想要的东西后,决定自己edit一个。

这一个拉着白衣领子的可爱女生,是蕾蕾以前用过的图片。只是上次是放在中间,而这一次,是在左上角。没有我想要耍的性感,却比那些我“翻箱倒柜”的更让我满意。

我不是很会看code,会edit的范围就仅此而已。所以,我本身也不会打100分。只是,这一个,可以暂时顶着档啦。



Sunday, 12 April 2009

你让我感动到病了都要爱上你,怎么办? ♥

昨天有补课。

一早起身,胃痛一直折磨着我。偶尔偶尔的紧宿起来,让我连走路都辛苦,需要扶着人的肩膀;但一下一下又没事了,走起路来可是健步如飞!

怪。
我想我的胃病又回来了。
但是,学校,还是要去的。

带着这lebih的痛在学校迷迷糊糊地混了一半的时间,然后在下课后又睡了另外一半的时间后,就这样放学了。

呼~
松sai。
心想。

一回到家,看到桌子上有个Pos Ekspress。以我这种38的性格,自然反应当然是拿起来看是寄给谁的邮包啦!虽然知道不会是自己。*^^* 哪里知道,一看,咦,怎么那么熟悉的名字?

蕾蕾。。。不就是我咯?

迟钝的惊觉后我简直乐翻天了!是谁会集邮包给我?看看地址,远方的哦!咦,远方有谁懂得我的名字?又知道我的地址?

啦啦啦啦~
不管那么多,先打开看看里面是什么先啦!
pzak。。。先是把紧贴着的邮封撕开,再看看里面——纸带一个,上面还有Luffy、Satsuke、Conan和Toushirou(不懂他们的华语名啦!)的图片。纸带的1/4是折起来的,还黏着一张字体写得很整齐的纸条,和……蝴蝶一只!

喂喂喂~~~
招牌代号都写出来了,不要告诉我你们不懂是谁啊!

收到的礼物是Bleach的布质铅笔盒一个!最重要的是上面还有我的宝贝老公(就是要这样叫它 =P)——Byakuya啦!muacks~爱死了!

而且纸条上还写着:
蕾蕾,知道你喜欢Bleach……

oh my GOD!她记得我喜欢Bleach咧!一看到这些字的时候,我先是错愕,然后惊讶,最后还感动到差点哭出来呢!是真的,我差一点就要哭出来了!当然,嘴角上扬合不回来是少不了的。嘎嘎~

在这里真的要很谢谢你啊!我真的好好好开心咧!糟糕,好像还爱上你了。muahahahahaha

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本来打算要私底下感谢她的,但是因为我有你没有 (我也要炫耀=P),而且这样可以讲多一点,所以还是抱病发了这一篇上来。=P

迷迭香,谢谢你啊!♥

Friday, 10 April 2009

雨天不停赛

记得小时候看过这么一则笑话:

老师叫全班同学写作文,题目为“足球比赛”。时间才过没几分钟,XX就已经把簿子交上来了。老师睁大眼睛,在好奇的情况下打开簿子看,里面只写着几个字:雨天停赛。


这个笑话很普遍,相信大家都有看过。不过老实说我今天的主题不是笑话,而是足球比赛。以上的只是前奏。 (也可以叫做多余的)d(^o^)b

今天是华文学会2009年度5人迷你足球赛进行的一天,没有什么特别的镜头,所以没有照片。唯一吸引人注意的,就是本年度的冠亚军竟然是Form 2的小瓜们。Aduh,身形矮矮小小罢了,不容你小看啊!而且还是在毛毛雨中勇夺的奖杯!也许是因为身高比较矮所以重心比较低,不怕跌倒吧?哈哈 =,=

其实关于足球赛,很明显我要讲的也不是它怎样进行啦!今天蕾蕾想说的是这场足球赛对我们学会日后的发展会如何。

会里中五的有些理事私底下有一些不愉快,其实我知道那些细心的理事都有察觉到。然而,这一些“不愉快”一直都只藏在大家的心里,好像不存在,但却让人深深感受到。直到今天,pooff!爆发了!不再只隐藏在大家心底了。

虽然没有双方开腔大肆互骂的情形,可是我这一双站在中间线的耳朵有意无意间竟听到两方在朋友面前互数彼此的不是,然后脸比一般还要臭很多地干活儿(赛后收拾场地啦!)。

O-Oh,当一个团体发生内讧,它将要怎样继续优秀下去?其实我也不是很确定到底这样算不算是内讧,可是既然大家对大家都有不满,为什么不直接在会议上摊开来说个明白?至少对每个人都有个交待,相处起来也会比较和睦吧?

听说华文学会在学校的众多学会当中一向都表现特出,可是最近却越做越糟越做越糟,到今年我们接手后,竟然还发生在会议上吵架的事。你们想想看,学哥学姐在会议上这样失风度地吵架,会给学弟妹们怎么样的印象?尤其是中一的,才刚上来,就要让他们对维护学校华裔学生的华文学会感到失望?

我热爱华教,当然也深深爱着华文学会,所以我不希望它会继续这样垮下去。然而,我只是一个小小的会员股股长,而且做事还做到一塌糊涂的那种,又有什么资格对高职的他们呛声?用“呛声”很难听,应该是说给意见吧。

就算给了,又有谁会听?

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hmm。。。发觉今天的这1篇跟题目好像没有什么直接关系。其实本来是要告诉大家今天球赛进行到semi-final的时候下了一场大雨,这种雨照理来看是有排下的咯,可是竟然在15分钟后就停了。我和朋友都愿意相信这是阿老天爷的帮忙。

比赛继续进行不久后,又下起了牛毛细雨。但这一次我们都ignore这场雨,继续踢下去。所以我才会把题目放作这样啦!哎哟不要紧啦,人家就是要先放个笑话出来当开场白嘛!吹啊?=P

Thursday, 9 April 2009

再见隐形人

原来每个人的忍耐都是有限的。原本劝我留下来的朋友们,现在竟决定想要离开。也没法子,当你原本应该是其他样子的时候,却被当成是隐形人般对待,谁都会受不了。

更何况是我们这群人。

我的心,是痛的,但更多是愤怒与失望。

凸(~.~)凸

是我超想show给她们的表情动作。
她们可以在我面前扮无辜+什么都不知道继续虚假地微笑下去;还有随便跟我客气哈拉几句维持我们这段就在悬崖的so-called友谊;也可以跟我说自己什么都不要然后假假示意要一切还原。

不过到最后却什么都没有做到!


拜托,我不是圣人!这样对我,我不会说我一点都不生气,只是我会更失望咯!曾经真心把你们当朋友般看待,也愿意相信你们的话,到头来才发现是我自己在一厢情愿。

Abo你要我怎样?在完全没有通知我的情况下把我换走,难道要我说“ok我很开心,谢谢你们!”啊?其实我每一次都会很不爽,朋友她们也是(为的不只是这件事)。

所以咧,我们投降了咯。虽然还没有说出口,但是已经下定决心了。反正全校学生多的是,少我们几个不少。而且啊,我们可还要为自己着想的耶!每次都要去看人家的脸色和擦鞋的样子,心里一点都不好受ok?忍多了对身心都会有害,心理不平衡!

“再见,隐形人”
是她们应该说的话。
而且还要带点优越感的语气。
嗯,再见。
我们会好好的,希望你们也是。

最真诚的祝福送给你们。
氧气记得吸多一点。


要懂我讲什么就看这个

Monday, 6 April 2009

等报应报在你小孩就知道!



心里顿时变得好气愤。
妈的,那女佣超欠扁。
小孩子是无辜的ok?都不知道得罪她哪里。
Stupid!!!
这样来对小孩,小心要变避雷针!← 这句是乱来的

Thursday, 2 April 2009

不是我好傻好天真

长这么大了,才发现

最任性的,是我;
最幼稚的,是我;
最逞强的,是我;
最倔强的,是我;
最脆弱的,竟也是我。

从几年前就说好不要在众人前面掉眼泪,可是始终无法实践。泪水总是那么顽固地违抗着我,越是要强忍,它越是要挣扎,掉下。更愚蠢的是,竟然是为了一件这么无聊的事情。

真的很不明白,对于某些人、事、物,我就是没有办法给予原谅。是因为太在乎了么?一个人,若无法知道他的一句话、一个字甚至一个举动能深深让你心痛着,对你,那是一件多么可悲的事。而当你对他对你造成的伤害无法加以愤怒的情绪,就唯有默默地让这个伤害所造成的痛楚在你体内蔓延,吞噬着你。你会对这件事感到悲愤,而不是对他。然而,他永远不会知道。这是自找的,没有人会同情。

于是,只好败给泪水。

哭了,虽说是一种释放,但却让我痛苦着。那一种不堪回首的记忆,总爱随着泪水的滑落而一幕幕在脑袋里再次上映。心情久久未能平复,并不是因为伤口有多疼痛,而是因为抓着那把匕首刺上你心灵的人。

他,对你造成了伤痛。你无法原谅他,却也无法生他的气。你在两者之间徘徊着,最后却选择了把匕首刺得更深。心淌着血,你却可悲地感到轻松。这一种选择,好傻。但我能够承受,因为有泪水的顽固。

就让它洗涤我的心情吧。


为什么每次需要你的时候,却总是看不到你关怀的眼神,和可靠的身影?