Coven Of My Darkest Secrets

Are you not the ONE? Vaguely in my DREAMS FRAY away not from me In your PRESENCE, my REFUGE, I seek my SOLACE My ESCAPISM from this futile, jaded BEING Of endless SORROW and fested with FALLACIES Encased in a SNOWGLOBE Imbued with LONGING Upon the RETURN Of your second COMING

魔杰座 - Capricorn

魔杰座 has a significant meaning to me...not only because I am born under this star sign (note: the middle character should be 羯 instead) but also because this is the title of of Jay's new album and and and...he is also born under the same sign! In fact, Jay is just a day older than me...wwaahhhh...such affinity. Finally, I got my hands on the new album, gotten a friend to help me 预购, the bundle came with the CD/DVD, a very nice metal casing, a set of poker cards and rubik's cube (a mechanical puzzle), with jay's printed on it.

My favourite song in this album is <<稻香>> and here's the lyrics:


對這個世界如果你有太多的抱怨
跌倒了就不敢繼續往前走
為什麼人要這麼的脆弱 墮落
請你打開電視看看
多少人為生命在努力勇敢的走下去
我們是不是該知足
珍惜一切 就算沒有擁有

還記得你說家是唯一的城堡 隨著稻香河流繼續奔跑
微微笑 小時候的夢我知道
不要哭讓螢火蟲帶著你逃跑 鄉間的歌謠永遠的依靠
回家吧 回到最初的美好

不要這麼容易就想放棄 就像我說的
追不到的夢想 換個夢不就得了
為自己的人生鮮艷上色 先把愛塗上喜歡的顏色
笑一個吧 功成名就不是目的
讓自己快樂快樂這才叫做意義
童年的紙飛機 現在終於飛回我手裡
所謂的那快樂 赤腳在田裡追蜻蜓追到累了
偷摘水果被蜜蜂給叮到怕了 誰在偷笑呢
我靠著稻草人吹著風唱著歌睡著了
哦 哦 午後吉它在蟲鳴中更清脆
哦 哦 陽光灑在路上就不怕心碎
珍惜一切 就算沒有擁有

還記得你說家是唯一的城堡 隨著稻香河流繼續奔跑
微微笑 小時候的夢我知道
不要哭讓螢火蟲帶著你逃跑 鄉間的歌謠永遠的依靠
回家吧 回到最初的美好

還記得你說家是唯一的城堡 隨著稻香河流繼續奔跑
微微笑 小時候的夢我知道
不要哭讓螢火蟲帶著你逃跑 鄉間的歌謠永遠的依靠
回家吧 回到最初的美好


Death....

Death is just the ABSENCE of the body but PRESENCE in the LORD...

We Are All The Same...Ultimately We Are GOD's Creation

The rain was pouring horredously like millions and millions of icicles darting to pierce the ground, only to melt into the charcoal-coloured earth the moment it makes contact. I was driving...in fact crawling due to the low visibility. But then it didn't blurred my vision of a figure sitting at the back of the lorry in front of me, totally drenched, and perhaps shivering as the rain continued its attack on his body endlessly. He looked foreign, perhaps from PRC and I thought he was somewhat embarrassed, with only a tattered and torn umbrella as his only defence (what a useless defence) against the harsh rainfall.

I was thinking aloud, how poor he looked and how inconsiderate the driver was. I stepped on the accelerator a little harder, wanted to catch up with the lorry. On the front, besides the driver, was another adult with a kid in the middle. The poor man could have been given a seat in front, while the kid could most probably be seated on the lap on the other adult and viola, no one will get wet. That poor man could have contracted pnuemonia in such a violent weather. But does anyone cares?

As much as I might dislike the idea of seeing foreign workers loitering at my void deck, drinking the night away but apart from that, I can't help but feeling compassionate towards them. Having to leave their hometowns, to leave behind their families and loved ones, to leave behind all that familiarity, and into a land so foreign and perhaps even strange to some, to work hard for their futures so that they may have better lives.

I feel so blessed that I am not in any of this situation and especially in these diffult times, with the dark blooming financial crisis and what-not, I just prayed that their employers could just be a little more considerate and also to treat them like fellow-beings. We are all GOD's creations and nobody should be treated any lesser nor any superior than the other.

Feeling lost and the loss..

I never failed to watch the HK serial that will broadcast 5 episodes in one shot on the cable tv. However, today's episode struck a chord with me. It began with Sixi confiding in Gao Qing about her past. She said something that I felt deeply the same way...we can get used to the feeling of a lost love, get used to the feeling of losing a friend, get used to the feeling of missing a favourite show, get used to the feeling of misplacing a most precious belonging but we can never never ever get used to the feeling of losing a loved one so dear to our heart. Even till now, I am missing my dad every single day.

I can't help but feeling and wondering where he is now...

@ Wee Hours

The time on my lappy says 0128hrs, usually by this time, I would had hit the sack but because I had some unfinished work, hence stay up late to try to clear some stuff..so that my weekends would not be so miserable...the upcoming week is going to be quite hectic with lots of reports deadline, a presentation and many many many scheduled work yet to be accomplished. But despite being piled up with tons of work, another part of me is actually feeling quite blessed. That is because, I am someone who needs to work, to be given responsiblities, to find my self-worth.

Having worked here for 6mths, I am enjoying my work, the environment and of course my crazy-fun loving-voracious appetite femme fatale co-workers. They do drive me crazy...every now and then with their antics. The silliest being if any one of us is seen wearing a new top/ bottom/ bag/ spectacles/ shoes and what-not, each of us can give the "victim" 3 little taps. Many a times, the "victim" will try to digress or find excuses or pretend it isn't any new item in the wardrobe. Unfortuately, we have quite a different understanding when it comes to the word "new". "New" in this case, means anything that we had never wore to office before albeit wearing it umpteen times in our whole life!! Totally absurd..but yet at the same time...makes us all so dreadful about flaunting that new item we bought at our last shopping trip. Nevertheless, it brought us all giggling non-stop for at least a min when it does happened.

Now, I had to be careful what I wear to work because I can never escape their eagle eyes and claws!!