"Love is patient; love is kind; love is slowly losing your mind."
I thought it's instantly!
2009年7月15日 星期三
2009年6月8日 星期一
unfathomed depths of the mind
an accidental wrong dial an unexpected message a stupid reponse
proloooooooooooooooooonged but expected unrequited waiting
why, then, the hurt feeling?
proloooooooooooooooooonged but expected unrequited waiting
why, then, the hurt feeling?
2009年5月5日 星期二
2009年4月24日 星期五
A Horror Story
Years ago, I read a story like this...
He had always had a feeling that someday in his life
something big was going to happen.
He was sure of that,
though he never knew what "it" would be.
To prepare himself for "it",
he did not take a regular job,
he dared not leave home too long,
and he never married.
One day, "it" did come.
He woke up to find
that something big
he had been waiting for throughtout his life
was
a revelation
that nothing's going to happen
in his life.
I've long forgot the title and its author, but it's definitely one of the most horrifying stories I've read, and will always be.
He had always had a feeling that someday in his life
something big was going to happen.
He was sure of that,
though he never knew what "it" would be.
To prepare himself for "it",
he did not take a regular job,
he dared not leave home too long,
and he never married.
One day, "it" did come.
He woke up to find
that something big
he had been waiting for throughtout his life
was
a revelation
that nothing's going to happen
in his life.
I've long forgot the title and its author, but it's definitely one of the most horrifying stories I've read, and will always be.
2009年4月23日 星期四
2009年4月8日 星期三
It's forever gone.
The tape you recorded for me was damaged today while I was trying to play it. The first one was long gone, nowhere to be found. And now this one got damaged, beyond repair.
So along with the tapes, the music, shall my memory of you be gone, too? I once thought that I would never forget 相聚一刻, but actually it faded away, not only the name but the moment. I managed to recall 音無可憐; the rest appeared as a blur. And now it's the tape. So that's it. That shall be it, or let it be.
A postcard that was never sent. A tape that will never be restored. A memory that is doomed to fall apart.
So along with the tapes, the music, shall my memory of you be gone, too? I once thought that I would never forget 相聚一刻, but actually it faded away, not only the name but the moment. I managed to recall 音無可憐; the rest appeared as a blur. And now it's the tape. So that's it. That shall be it, or let it be.
A postcard that was never sent. A tape that will never be restored. A memory that is doomed to fall apart.
2009年3月20日 星期五
What a Meeting!
The office had a meeting yesterday. A chaotic one. It was held to discuss and seek for consensus on whether or not we are to endorse their proposals of reducing class hours. True, we have been weighed down by work load, and they have been quite unfair to us. But there's no need (nor use, either) to be paranoiac. Most people view these proposals from a very strategical perspective and offered solutions that I found impractical and ineffective, if not selfish.
The conclusions reached, in my opinion, would put us in jeopardy.
The conclusions reached, in my opinion, would put us in jeopardy.
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