Kaisiang
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Monday, May 25, 2009
Hong Kong GRC in Singapore! (:
Posted by chococho at 9:49 am
Kaisiang
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Thursday, May 07, 2009
不留
我吩咐了一名知己
告诉他
若有一天我先离开
在我去世30天后
准时地把于我有关的网上资料删除
虽说得有些承重
但这也是最实际，最理智的做法
也为自己作了些交待
有开始就必定有结束
世界当然也不会因为我的离去而停止运转
所以我选择什么都不留下
Posted by chococho at 12:06 am
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Sunday, April 26, 2009
is writing tmr. tired legs and drained brain (:
Posted by chococho at 2:33 am
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Wednesday, April 22, 2009
Don't underestimate the value of Doing Nothing, of just going along, listening to all the things you can't hear, and not bothering
Posted by chococho at 11:38 pm
Kaisiang
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Sunday, April 19, 2009
Taking a breather
I'm back here taking a breather.Have been cramming information about the financial system of CHINA for the past week. Looks like I can't remember most of the stuff I have read anyway. I'd read the information, and halfway through it, I'd be scribbling some random ideas for my research. In the end, I just get lots of disjointed impressions of CHINA :1
Well, I hope the thing on Wednesday will turn out well! I have gotten alot of opinion on what to say and what to wear. Eventually, my success (hopefully) is really due to everyone's help.
And on the topic of opinions...
Last Thursday evening I was running around my neighbourhood in my black tee shirt and black fbts. As this is the usual garb I would don when i go for my morning runs (yes. I do wake up for a run at 6), I didn't bother much about my attire. I ran across to the ulu stretch of road just before Tanglin Halt, before heading into the neighbourhood proper. That was when I realised I wasn't welcomed at all.
Initially there was this 30 odd year old woman, and she was holding the hands of her daughter. Her eyes landed on my face first. I gave a smile, even though I know I would appear constipated. As I ran closer, her eyes glided down my body and ended up on my shorts. (ohno.)
Finally, she stared at my legs just as I ran past her. It wasn't a polite stare. Neither was she impressed. She just looks pissed, and had the " wah-lau-why-got-this-kind-of-people" kind of look.
I brushed it off, thinking that she's just this conservative woman that doesn't understand the comfort of FBTs.
But as I ran further into the neighbourhood, my shorts seem to gather more weird stares. Somehow, their focus would all end up on my legs.
The last straw came when I had to run past a busy bus stop. That day, I had no choice but to run in front of it. There were just too many people packed behind the bus stop! I tried to pick up speed to preserve any remaining dignity, but at the corner of my eye, I could feel 50 heads moving downwards.
Imagine. 50 people staring at your legs. ARGH
I swore to myself, I'm not going to wear FBTs in the neightbourhood during my evening runs again! Well, at least not paired with a black tee.
So i guess, I will conclude this entry with the huge question
WHAT'S WRONG WITH BLACK FBTs!
-goodness-
Posted by chococho at 11:21 pm
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Tuesday, April 14, 2009
你快乐所以我快乐
音乐不需要多余的装饰
不需要华丽的编曲
一把吉他
也能触动人心
原来爱就是
[你快乐所以我快乐]
Posted by chococho at 11:36 pm
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Monday, April 06, 2009
I'm back again!
Priorites.This explains my absence from the blogosphere for such a long time. There are so many things going on in life, so much that I can hardly rest and watch tv. For the past month, my days have been occupied with work, at MDA and DUCKtours. Whoever said being a tour guide was easy must have lied. Most of my time outside work, I'd be memorising the scripts, trying to perfect my commentary, or doing research on the the attractions that my bus/boat would be passing by. It can't get any worse when the mentor critises you on giving a disjointed and unimaginative commentary.
These few months have also been quite tiring going in and out of the hospital. I'm just glad that all the results for the various tests are all negative, and I'm a healthy bunny! :) ( I hope)
On a happier note, I'm going for a holiday soon! Yes I know, I just came back from phuket but there's no such thing as too many holidays right :) Anyway, I'm heading to HONGKONG from 15th to 20th May. Wanted to head to Taiwan initially but the discounted air tickets were sold out before I made my decision. So if you guys have any tips on touring hongkong, TELL MEEEE! hahha.
Posted by chococho at 12:19 pm
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Monday, December 29, 2008
我和你用着彼此的秘密挟持对方
等待摊牌的那一刻
但
真正的秘密仍然
被密码禁锢着
闭上眼
我们就会找到答案
闭上眼
放逐灵魂，放纵欲望
闭上眼
其实你，我，他都一样你这禽兽
别再假清高，装单纯
够了
明明那么淫荡
Posted by chococho at 10:13 pm
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Tuesday, December 09, 2008
给:那些我伤过和伤过我的人
若我当时能对自己坦诚些承认自己无法违背良心
然后再说抱歉
而不是散播一些无关紧要的夸张的谎言
再坚持自己因为懵懂无知才促成大错来推卸责任
或许X年前就不会让我们陷入如今那么难堪,尴尬的局面
或许我们还可能继续是好朋友
总傻傻的以为时间能冲淡一切
我想我错了
是你对我还存有戒备
还是我已沦落为你世界的陌生人
我宁愿是后者
我们,只在受过伤害后
才能觉悟,看清之前的无耻,龌龊
Posted by chococho at 10:17 pm
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Saturday, September 13, 2008
哭
九个月的漫长等待只为这刻产妇，护士们熟练的准备器具
站在一旁的父亲眼神呆滞，
对于这一刻，他期待很久，但对未来的畏惧却随着秒针的跳动迅速增加
但家人都殷切期待这个新生命的诞生，毕竟这孩子是长孙
家人还特地为他“算”了个名
[政雄]
产妇用力地推。婴儿第一次离开他熟悉的堡垒
医生拍了拍婴儿的屁股
没反应
他再拍
还是一样
父母的脸上充满了担忧
病房里，大家秉住了呼吸
医生再拍了一次
“哇！哇！”
婴儿的哭声响彻了产房，父母安心了
盾时，一家三口呼吸的频率也一致了
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婴儿也得长大
而幼儿的智慧常常多过成人
雄瘫坐在百货商场的玩具柜前死赖着不走
“不行”父母语气坚决
“哇！”
泪水勒索着父母
而柜子上的玩具就是赎金
父母最终还是屈服了
拿着玩具向收银台走去
雄笑了
脸上的笑容是因为满足
还是为了庆祝他那奸诈的计划得逞
在一旁看好戏的路人也不太清楚
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人都害怕孤独，所以才为自己找个伴
只是我们却看不清楚背后得付出的代价
那一次那名好友和他交往5年的女友远走高飞
让他再也不相信友情，更不相信爱情
反而更欣赏金钱的一视同仁，权利的冷酷了
他回到房间里，关上房门
试图看着白花花的钞票和银行存折里的数字寻找一些慰藉
但视线依然模糊
躲进被窝里，
以为这种鸵鸟心态能让他不再为这次明目张胆的背叛而伤心
只是隔天早上
镜子里的自己次憔悴了很多
眼睛又红又肿
“雄！吃早餐！”母亲并
雄拖着沉重的双腿走出房间
“哇。没事吧."
"我没哭。只是床单该换了。”雄不打自招
”噢。”母亲并没有多问几句，毕竟这是他儿子过去是她生体的一部分
发生什么事，她比谁都了解
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孩子会成熟，父母也会老去
几年前父亲的过世让他第一次赤裸裸的感受到生老病死的残酷无情
但至少那时还有母亲相伴
现在轮到母亲离去
他一直不断告诉自己
黑发人送白发人
毕竟也是自然规律
终于等到那些来吊丧的闲杂人渐渐离去
政雄偷偷的溜到布帘后，好不容易才找到和母亲独处的机会
母亲的脸上虽然少了血色，但多了分安详
虽然心里一阵欣慰，
但泪水还是不听使唤地夺眶而出
滴在棺木的玻璃片上
泪水好像渗过玻璃，滋润了母亲冰冷的尸体
“雄!有客人！"阿姨从外头大嚷道
阿姨似乎把丧礼当婚礼来办
雄察干了眼泪，平复情绪
“噢。来了！”
没办法，自己是长孙，不能显得太脆弱
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死神，大家都会合他见面
雄当然也不例外
只是在他过度追求
名利与金钱的生活
躺在病床上才发现
床边没有人为他祈祷，与他叙旧
泪水不由自主地从眼角流下
后悔，无奈，愧疚
他微笑，再呼了最后一口气。
终于释怀了
"哔。。。”
床边的机器始终还是做出了最后的判决
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哭泣
其实只是一种表达情绪的管道
而且是在自然不过的
毕竟我们学会哭泣才懂得呼吸是什么
哭泣
又从什么时候开始变成一种禁忌
只能与懦弱，幼稚划上等号？
而且只能属于最黑暗，最孤独的角落
哭泣
难道那么可耻吗？
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