站起
倒下
站起
倒下
生活的拳擊賽
日不間斷
憎恨自己的無力博斗
心生恐懼
耳邊溢出的鮮血
意識著神智不清
激烈的戰爭
在腦袋里爆開
爬起
倒下
爬起
倒下
起来吧！虽然活着是ＸＸ的累
總有不倒的那一天
Friday, March 19, 2010
Sunday, February 7, 2010
Sunday, January 31, 2010
Friends, come knock my head when necessary
Reading motivational series is not my habit.
But somehow, somewhat, I read A Slice of Life written by Eugene Loh for 938 LIVE! In his article, he wrote about Socrates' Triple Filter Test as a way to practise speaking and communicating effectively.
First filter: Truth
Second filter: Goodness
Third filter: Usefulness
If what you are going to say is not true/not positive/not constructive, then don't say.
Hmm, I'll add another point to the test. It applies to actions too. If your action is going to hurt/offend/upset someone, then don't do.
Just last Saturday morning, I have "successfully" invited wrath from a friend. 5 minutes of face-to-face scolding was all I needed to be reminded(again!!!) to be mindful of my actions.
And then there's this belated birthday present from my friends. They gave me a book to read, every year, without fail. Guess what's the title this time round? The Power of A Woman's Words *faint* It tells you how/what words can make or break a person. And the book is not just about that.
I get it. I really really (x infinity) get it.
Installing filters in between my brain and my mouth and making sure it works would be my ultimate goal of this year.
If you sense that my filters are out of order, please do whatever that is necessary.
Thank you.
But somehow, somewhat, I read A Slice of Life written by Eugene Loh for 938 LIVE! In his article, he wrote about Socrates' Triple Filter Test as a way to practise speaking and communicating effectively.
First filter: Truth
Second filter: Goodness
Third filter: Usefulness
If what you are going to say is not true/not positive/not constructive, then don't say.
Hmm, I'll add another point to the test. It applies to actions too. If your action is going to hurt/offend/upset someone, then don't do.
Just last Saturday morning, I have "successfully" invited wrath from a friend. 5 minutes of face-to-face scolding was all I needed to be reminded(again!!!) to be mindful of my actions.
And then there's this belated birthday present from my friends. They gave me a book to read, every year, without fail. Guess what's the title this time round? The Power of A Woman's Words *faint* It tells you how/what words can make or break a person. And the book is not just about that.
I get it. I really really (x infinity) get it.
Installing filters in between my brain and my mouth and making sure it works would be my ultimate goal of this year.
If you sense that my filters are out of order, please do whatever that is necessary.
Thank you.
Saturday, January 2, 2010
Better words/works for the New Year
To err in words has been one of my long-standing weaknesses. I guess some would share the same struggle with me.
To speak less words of encouragement when I actually meant to say more. To utter words of harshness when it shouldn’t be. To withhold words of care and concern and choose to spike. Too much impulsiveness, too little thoughtfulness.
I cried when I read somebody’s MSN name the other day. I thought, “I wish I could say…” I’m still not saying a word.
Sometimes some of us speak in codes, hoping that the other party understands. Most of the time they never will.
Sometimes we are afraid to show that we care because of fear. We end up appearing cold and indifferent.
Sometimes we hope to patch things up but we thought our words didn’t matter/we are afraid that it wouldn’t be well received/ we don’t wish to put down our pride, blah blah blah…whatever the reason is.
Consider your friends to be your best-kept treasure. If you don’t mend your broken relationship now, when would you do it? The longer the time lags, the more awkward it is. Would you rather wait until the person is long gone? Would you prefer to say years later, “ I shouldn’t have….if only I could...” ?
Friends, let us say more of what we meant to say and give more of what we ought to give for the people who are dear to our hearts this year (on another note, you can show kindness to those you don’t know too). It takes a pint of courage, mixed with wisdom and guidance from above. It is OK if you receive nothing in return. The spirit of giving (mind you, it's not limited to every December) would lead to a better tomorrow.
And possessing such an attitude would be one of my New Year resolutions. =]
To speak less words of encouragement when I actually meant to say more. To utter words of harshness when it shouldn’t be. To withhold words of care and concern and choose to spike. Too much impulsiveness, too little thoughtfulness.
I cried when I read somebody’s MSN name the other day. I thought, “I wish I could say…” I’m still not saying a word.
Sometimes some of us speak in codes, hoping that the other party understands. Most of the time they never will.
Sometimes we are afraid to show that we care because of fear. We end up appearing cold and indifferent.
Sometimes we hope to patch things up but we thought our words didn’t matter/we are afraid that it wouldn’t be well received/ we don’t wish to put down our pride, blah blah blah…whatever the reason is.
Consider your friends to be your best-kept treasure. If you don’t mend your broken relationship now, when would you do it? The longer the time lags, the more awkward it is. Would you rather wait until the person is long gone? Would you prefer to say years later, “ I shouldn’t have….if only I could...” ?
Friends, let us say more of what we meant to say and give more of what we ought to give for the people who are dear to our hearts this year (on another note, you can show kindness to those you don’t know too). It takes a pint of courage, mixed with wisdom and guidance from above. It is OK if you receive nothing in return. The spirit of giving (mind you, it's not limited to every December) would lead to a better tomorrow.
And possessing such an attitude would be one of my New Year resolutions. =]
Saturday, December 26, 2009
Good things to cheer about!
Two months ago, I told a friend that only one word could describe my 2009. LOUSY.
Feeling down under physically, emotionally and spiritually half of the time, it certainly didn’t feel like a fantastic year. Having experienced sudden chest pain occasionally, I sometimes wonder if I would just collapse on an ordinary day? More often than not, people said, “hey, you look really tired...气色不好...” when I actually didn’t feel that bad, but somehow the words ate into me. OK, so I looked worse this year. And yes, I often feel lethargic (is not the physical health). Too many times I found myself exclaiming “life is such a struggle!” to my most kind and tolerant workplace neighbour, Uncle S. Oh yes, I did attend Bible Study Fellowship classes, but the spiritual walk, in my opinion, is not considered good. Now, don’t you tell me I’m too harsh on myself.
And like so many other people, I go down the route of stocktaking when the year end approaches. Here’s the good stuff I found:
To my wise and discerning friends, appreciate your guidance
To the most studious CL I have ever come across, you spur me onTo the humorous ones, thank you for making me laugh so much
To be seated next to a most encouraging neighbour is one thing I appreciated from the move, which I didn’t like
To the ones whom I scare/disturb on a regular basis, thank you for laughing with me and allowing me to indulge in such “entertainment”
To SN for communicating with me using “wawanese”, it was great fun
To the oh-so-creative one, 你是我创意的泉源. (WL, may your goosebumps rise)
To BSF lessons, for tiding me through the year. It speaks of the love of the omnipotent one whom we tend to forget, even during bad times
Now the good things have outnumbered the bad ones, isn’t it? These are the things to cheer about, to cherish, and be thankful for.
Upon reflection, I didn’t do a fantastic job in the department of words (this is not a spelling error, is about words, not works) and deeds. Did I say something unkind even on Boxing Day? Yes I did. I am sorry.
There’s no point reminiscing about a good 2008, or lamenting a bad 2009 on matters not described above. Move on. Be a better person next year. There is a reason behind every experience, good or bad. The song below by the late Lou Rawls described the gratitude in this season.
Christmas is the time
Christmas is the time when we should get together
To share the happiness and joy
To see the smiling faces of the little girls and boys
Christmas is the time when we should all give thanks
To the Lord above us
For watching over us and sending down His precious love
There are so many things to be thankful for
Our health, our strength, our peace of mind
When we must not forget those less fortunate than us
We must give our love all of the time
Christmas is the time for us to pray together
Give thanks to God above
Christmas is the time for us to share our love
Just as God share His from above
Enjoy the 12 days of Christmas! =]
Feeling down under physically, emotionally and spiritually half of the time, it certainly didn’t feel like a fantastic year. Having experienced sudden chest pain occasionally, I sometimes wonder if I would just collapse on an ordinary day? More often than not, people said, “hey, you look really tired...气色不好...” when I actually didn’t feel that bad, but somehow the words ate into me. OK, so I looked worse this year. And yes, I often feel lethargic (is not the physical health). Too many times I found myself exclaiming “life is such a struggle!” to my most kind and tolerant workplace neighbour, Uncle S. Oh yes, I did attend Bible Study Fellowship classes, but the spiritual walk, in my opinion, is not considered good. Now, don’t you tell me I’m too harsh on myself.
And like so many other people, I go down the route of stocktaking when the year end approaches. Here’s the good stuff I found:
To my wise and discerning friends, appreciate your guidance
To the most studious CL I have ever come across, you spur me onTo the humorous ones, thank you for making me laugh so much
To be seated next to a most encouraging neighbour is one thing I appreciated from the move, which I didn’t like
To the ones whom I scare/disturb on a regular basis, thank you for laughing with me and allowing me to indulge in such “entertainment”
To SN for communicating with me using “wawanese”, it was great fun
To the oh-so-creative one, 你是我创意的泉源. (WL, may your goosebumps rise)
To BSF lessons, for tiding me through the year. It speaks of the love of the omnipotent one whom we tend to forget, even during bad times
Now the good things have outnumbered the bad ones, isn’t it? These are the things to cheer about, to cherish, and be thankful for.
Upon reflection, I didn’t do a fantastic job in the department of words (this is not a spelling error, is about words, not works) and deeds. Did I say something unkind even on Boxing Day? Yes I did. I am sorry.
There’s no point reminiscing about a good 2008, or lamenting a bad 2009 on matters not described above. Move on. Be a better person next year. There is a reason behind every experience, good or bad. The song below by the late Lou Rawls described the gratitude in this season.
Christmas is the time
Christmas is the time when we should get together
To share the happiness and joy
To see the smiling faces of the little girls and boys
Christmas is the time when we should all give thanks
To the Lord above us
For watching over us and sending down His precious love
There are so many things to be thankful for
Our health, our strength, our peace of mind
When we must not forget those less fortunate than us
We must give our love all of the time
Christmas is the time for us to pray together
Give thanks to God above
Christmas is the time for us to share our love
Just as God share His from above
Enjoy the 12 days of Christmas! =]
Thursday, November 26, 2009
For Andre(brother/ 老爹*) and Becky =]
This flash forward poem(don’t read if you hate spoilers) is just for laughs…it would not be recited on the 28th …ha! Sing it to the tune of Joanna Wang’s Tikiville (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FCRu_INwWtk) and let me know if you can as I could never, ever manage this!!
Come let us gather
for a celebration
Andre and Becky
the perfect union
And I think everybody here is
serious about partying
and it's quite alright
"Are you sure?
That you’ll be dancing? "
Like in high school musical
and that's quite alright
Oh! Have your hearty meal
Here at St Clare’s Hall
Raise your glasses high
Here at St Clare’s Hall
What you** say
Tis’ your working Saturday
But you really don't care
Yes let's toast to that
What you** say
that you have PSRs to vet
But you really don’t care
Yes let's toast to that
Here you find stuffed turkeys, desserts like bread puddings and other festive dishes tempting
On diet but totally weak to resist here’s where I want to be oh glorious food here I come glorious food here I come
What you** say
Deadlines are not met?
But you really don't care
Yes let’s toast to that
All day long we dance and we sing happy tunes that’s only for this joyous occasion
All the woes and troubles have now disappeared as the hall is filled with cheerful voices and sound of jolly feet tapping on ground
My goodness
all the wedding guests
sitting in this hall
are so good looking
But nobody beats
The dashing groom Andre
The beautiful bride Becky
Smiling in bliss
Now I'm done
with my humble poem
Good food and company
is waiting for me!
*for more information on the uniquely peculiar family structure, feel free to approach Andre, me or my “siblings”, LSM and CL =P
** “you” refers to the PSB guests attending the event
Come let us gather
for a celebration
Andre and Becky
the perfect union
And I think everybody here is
serious about partying
and it's quite alright
"Are you sure?
That you’ll be dancing? "
Like in high school musical
and that's quite alright
Oh! Have your hearty meal
Here at St Clare’s Hall
Raise your glasses high
Here at St Clare’s Hall
What you** say
Tis’ your working Saturday
But you really don't care
Yes let's toast to that
What you** say
that you have PSRs to vet
But you really don’t care
Yes let's toast to that
Here you find stuffed turkeys, desserts like bread puddings and other festive dishes tempting
On diet but totally weak to resist here’s where I want to be oh glorious food here I come glorious food here I come
What you** say
Deadlines are not met?
But you really don't care
Yes let’s toast to that
All day long we dance and we sing happy tunes that’s only for this joyous occasion
All the woes and troubles have now disappeared as the hall is filled with cheerful voices and sound of jolly feet tapping on ground
My goodness
all the wedding guests
sitting in this hall
are so good looking
But nobody beats
The dashing groom Andre
The beautiful bride Becky
Smiling in bliss
Now I'm done
with my humble poem
Good food and company
is waiting for me!
*for more information on the uniquely peculiar family structure, feel free to approach Andre, me or my “siblings”, LSM and CL =P
** “you” refers to the PSB guests attending the event
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
早点回家
我从来不是一个恋家的人，虽然有时候想有个家可以恋。
偶尔想象如果我每天开心地赶回家，因为能见到……哦，只是一闪而过的念头而已。一个极其奢侈的愿望，一个实现了天就会塌下来的幻梦。 作为漂浮的灵魂，与其浪费时间去想一个遥遥无期，还不如专注在辽阔的土壤扩大心的版图。
听到苏打绿的《早点回家》， 还是有些感触。
早点回家
那是在 被人们 感觉遗弃的地方
大马路 矮平房 黄梅布满闹嚷嚷
生命很短 山中开满的果铺成养老枝桠
日子很长 只要是站在等孩子的窗
我们都是 一个人加上另一个人的长相
时间的墙 从他们的手掌到我们的肩膀
流浪星光 代替着那么多眼神对我说话
早点回家 早点回家
光溜溜 黏答答 孩提时光被原谅
牵绊绊 踉跄跄 白发靠我们欣赏
生命很长 美好或者悲伤细数也数不完
日子很短 只要是陪在孩子的身旁
心款款 影恍恍 牵手的步履成双
天茫茫 月苍苍 你们的流域回荡
笑吟吟 声缓缓
尽头前的路暖暖
泥土中央 屋瓦顶上 升起太阳
携手了半个世纪，在生命最后一段路依旧相互扶持，很温暖的一首歌，却不概括所有人的经历。
换个角度看，依旧能得暖意。 其实回得了家，就是件值得感恩的事了。
偶尔想象如果我每天开心地赶回家，因为能见到……哦，只是一闪而过的念头而已。一个极其奢侈的愿望，一个实现了天就会塌下来的幻梦。 作为漂浮的灵魂，与其浪费时间去想一个遥遥无期，还不如专注在辽阔的土壤扩大心的版图。
听到苏打绿的《早点回家》， 还是有些感触。
早点回家
那是在 被人们 感觉遗弃的地方
大马路 矮平房 黄梅布满闹嚷嚷
生命很短 山中开满的果铺成养老枝桠
日子很长 只要是站在等孩子的窗
我们都是 一个人加上另一个人的长相
时间的墙 从他们的手掌到我们的肩膀
流浪星光 代替着那么多眼神对我说话
早点回家 早点回家
光溜溜 黏答答 孩提时光被原谅
牵绊绊 踉跄跄 白发靠我们欣赏
生命很长 美好或者悲伤细数也数不完
日子很短 只要是陪在孩子的身旁
心款款 影恍恍 牵手的步履成双
天茫茫 月苍苍 你们的流域回荡
笑吟吟 声缓缓
尽头前的路暖暖
泥土中央 屋瓦顶上 升起太阳
携手了半个世纪，在生命最后一段路依旧相互扶持，很温暖的一首歌，却不概括所有人的经历。
换个角度看，依旧能得暖意。 其实回得了家，就是件值得感恩的事了。
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