有些事我只说一次
因为说太多反而显得太啰嗦
感情的事很难解释
若它来了要挡也挡不住
若它散了想挽救也没法术
感情能让你十分懊恼
但不经一事，不长一智
所以要爱就爱得幸福
要分就分得清楚
谁对谁错不再重要
只要真正爱过你才明了

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看到别人走上红地毯那段
又微笑又幸福的模样
只有我依然孤苦流浪
一路上只有沉默陪伴
真的要跌跌撞撞才能长大成长？
那太累太苦我不愿这样
每次恋爱都爱到偏体鳞伤
牵过我的手却没有认真地爱我一场
当我又想起旧日的那些破碎誓言
心中的痛任风吹也吹不散
叫我怎能相信爱能地久天荒？
寻寻觅觅我还在四处取暖
没有一个能让我停泊的避风港
当深夜人静时我感觉万分惆怅
但要找个人谈心却是难上加难
莫非是好友们也正在闭门疗伤

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There are some men whom I think should not be labelled as men at all. Their words are like hot air. Good to hear but full of fluff. It impresses at first sight but sucks at the end. After being taken on a ride prided to be the THE ride of your lifetime, you feel so cheated after the ride is over as it didn’t get moving at all.

A real man honours his word. He keeps to all his promises. When he promises to deliver the heavens, he makes sure he does that regardless of how ardous the process is. Even if it means having to sacrifice his beauty sleep or socialising time, he’ll do anything to get the job done.

But sadly, not everyone thinks this way. That’s why I say they are fake men. I don’t care if your Grandmother is pregnant or remarrying. Enough of such excuses.

I think I’ve seen enough people to distinguish the real from the fake. Just like how Skeletor created a Faker (a fake He-Man) in the Masters of the Universe series to confuse everyone with the real He-Man. I’m done with the honey-coated candy lies. I want to see results.

I don’t even know if you have the balls to finish what you claim you will finish. Stop paying lip service. Step up and be a real man.

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I walked down memory lane twice today. But these are beautiful memories that I hold dear in my heart and don’t mind revisiting

One of my ex-classmates from secondary school days sent those who were still in his contact list a secondary school class photo. I think I still have this photo somewhere in one of my albums. He scanned it in and emailed us.

Looking at the picture brings back memories of my schooling days. I remember we were the first batch to start wearing long pants. It certainly came after years of lobbying by the seniors. Goodbye hairy legs and welcome gentlemen debonair you would think. But personally, I still preferred the shorts we wore up to Secondary Two. After all, that uniform made us unique. Besides the length of the shorts, the shirt also underwent a change in both design. The once pure white shirt not sported a blue collar within. And who can forget the belt…which after a while got rusty?

The best thing of course is not only remembering all these details about the school uniform but scrutinising the photo and trying my best to recognise the faces. During our last class reunion, I had some difficulty recognising some of my ex-classmates as they had ‘grown up’ differently. The once skinny ones became puffed up while the once quiet ones were now chatty. I for one had changed beyond anyone’s recognition. Hahahaha…Almost all could not recognise me.

Try guessing which one of the following boys below is me? Happy guessing…

Maris Stella High Sec 3 Class Photo

Then later in the afternoon, I hopped over to the meditation centre to collect the Nepal DVD. Yes, I know it’s long overdue as the trip was in Mar 2008. But better late than never as it’s one of the outstanding items on my to-do list for 2009 before the year comes to a close.

As one of my tour-mates was a professional photographer, he took numerous shots of us during the 11 day trip and subsequently compressed some of the shots into a DVD.

Nepal kickstarted my new life. And when I saw myself in the DVD saying ‘namaste’ with my painted face, I cannot help but recall the warmth of the Nepalese, beauty of the environment and the Holi festival. Given the opportunity, I want to return to Nepal again.

   
Getting splashed with colourful powder during the Holi Festival at Nepal

Who says living in a time warp is detrimental to progress? It’s good to bask in the golden halo and recall the good old days sometimes

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我淋过雨
但那是我心甘情愿
因为身边有你
让我有了无穷的勇气

我淋过雨
但那是我深深相信
因为你给的爱
是我前进的动力

我淋过雨
在湿透的当儿只想着你
即使天空再暗也没关系
因为这是爱情伟大的魔力

说好了永远不分离
如今你我却各分东西

我淋过雨
回想起来真的好傻
傻得无以伦比

什么恩怨是非
就让一切随风而飞

选择离开
我想我做得对
我想我不会后悔

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I don’t know how to explain this but I think there indeed exists a special ability that some of us possess. It allows us to complete someone else’s sentence or second guess (with utmost accuracy) his or her feelings. It’s called telepathy.

Telepathy is a wonderful gift that the universe grants to two very special people. It can be between a parent and child or between a couple or between close friends.

I think I have a special telepathic ability with certain people. I morph into this mind reader and go into their world, experiencing the same emotions that I too experience. When I return to my world, it reinforces my own emotions.

I’m grateful for this gift

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I don’t know what’s wrong with the human race but they just like comparing one person with another. And that, very often, is the cause of unnecessary stress and unhappiness.

When US President Barack Obama received the Nobel Peace Prize, he was immediately compared to other past winners such as Martin Luther King and Nelson Mandela. People wondered if he was worthy of the peace prize and if he should even be regarded in the same league as these great forefathers. This was his response.

“Compared to some of the giants of history who have received this prize – Schweitzer and King, Marshall and Mandela – my accomplishments slight.”

Closer home, do we similarly not pile on undue pressure on ourselves and the others around us when we start making comparisons? XYZ’s boyfriend does this so you must also do this for me. Our neighbour has upgraded to a new landed property, so we must follow suit. Why can’t you be more understanding like my ex?

Sons get compared to fathers, daughters to mothers, current partners to ex partners, present leader to retired leader. Comparison, comparisons, comparisons.

Why can’t one understand the fact that we are all unique individuals? There will never be two completely similar human beings in this world. Even twins differ in personality and temperament.

We should instead be treating each other with more love and respect. This is because the very moment we start comparing, we are highlighting the supposed inadequacies in someone else. It may be a weakness in your eyes, but in their eyes, it is a strength. For example, the person is messy and does not bother to clean up his workplace or room. But to him, the creative chaos is necessary for him to generate innovative ideas and solutions.

Too often we see things from our own perspective. We want people to change for our sake. People are never enough because we are all so full of ourselves.

Unnecessary comparison do not lead to healthy relationships. In fact, they threaten to destroy the fabric of it. Instead of accepting someone wholeheartedly, we attempt to mould him or her into the image of the perfect man or woman we have conjured in our minds.

You can start comparing who is smarter, richer or more good-looking. To me, it doesn’t really matter. I won’t become smarter or less smart overnight. Neither will I get richer or lose everything. I’m happy just being me.

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It must be everyone’s nightmare to discover someone else wearing exactly the same attire as you in public. For an instant, you look like a pair of Siamese twins joined by some part of the body.

I had this encounter this afternoon at the gym. Someone else was wearing exactly the same brand and coloured workout attire as me. And I thought it was a unique antique blue colour that no one could possibly have an identical one.

If this were the workplace, I would immediately disguise the embarrassment by throwing on a jacket, put on a tie or tuck out my shirt to look all so similar yet different. The only challenge was that this was the gym setting. There was no way I could wear play with layering and wear another sports jacket outside. Neither could I change into another top as this was the only one I brought along. And heaven forbid I work out topless.

So, I just psyched myself and left it as such. Yes, we may all don the same colour and brand…but each person carries if off differently. We all have our styles.

As long as you exude confidence in what you wear, you will still look like a million bucks! Gym on, dude…

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I’ve allowed my fringe to grow long for the last 5.5 months and this is what I call the Korean look. Ok, maybe it’s the in look now according to my stylist who showed me glossy magazines of Korean, Japanese and Taiwanese entertainers with a long fringe. So tempted too was I that I decided to go with the trend. This is the longest fringe I’ve ever kept…even longer than the one I had last year.

My Korean look with the long fringe

But today, after 5.5 months of this look, I decided to do away with the fringe. After all, I was starting to find it hard to manage. Moreover, the long fringe was threatening to cover both my eyes and it tended to get in the way whenever I worked out.

So, tell the stylist to give me a shorter crop I did. He didn’t cut the entire fringe, just cut it very much shorter that now I think it kind of resembles the bowl cut which was very popular some years back. You know, just put a bowl over the head and then cut away the excess that can be seen by the naked eye. Ok, from a long fringe look, I have moved onto the bowl hair look…Enjoy it while it lasts…not too sure what new style I’ll adopt next

After gym workout in my new haircut

So ladies & gentlemen, which look do you prefer?

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One of my friends whom I comforted only a while back over his breakup is supposedly back again with his beau. But I don’t know if I should be happy for him or not.

I’m sure they must have split amicably because of some inherent differences. The honeymoon period of any relationship is always the most innocent, tender and memorable. When the quarrels start seeping in, that’s when the unhappiness starts. That’s also when you start to ask yourself if it’s worth all the effort just to maintain the relationship.

If one chooses to sweep the glaring problems under the carpet and pretend they don’t exist, then I think it’s inevitable that the relationship will reach splitsville yet again. But if the couple take time to talk about it (yes, open communication is one of the most crucial keys to a successful relationship), then I think there is still hope for both of them.

Unable to bear the heavy weight of my inquisitiveness, I asked my friend point-blank whether they were back together again. He hemmed and hawed and said don’t know.

I beg your pardon. How can you not know? It’s either a yes or no, right? But in life, things are not always so clear-cut. Remember, there are hazy shades of grey and the other in-betweens as well.

He thinks they are back together again as the other one presumes the split never took place and re-stipulated the time curfews again. Oh come on, which sensible person in the right frame of mind would decree a curfew for his other half? I say forget about the curfew and get a chastity lock instead! If you cannot trust your partner and need to scrutinise his every movement, leading to a rigid reporting style of management, then the relationship is so painful, akin to serving one’s obligatory national service. If you fear your partner is bedding someone else behind your back or exploring another gory hole, then I think you are better off only trusting yourself.

He thinks they are back together again as he pays too much attention to all the little tantrums that the supposed ex is throwing like a spoilt kid deprived of his favourite toy. If the other is already an ex, why bother so much about placating him like a kid? You only do your best to make you current state happy.

As for now, the mysterious relationship between the two of them continues. Only they themselves know what is the current status. I for one, am still clueless. Oh well…

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