walkabout

went to clubbing a few nights before with some of my churchmates and those who gonna went back to Malaysia soon. Its a club called walkabout, a pretty nice place to hang out, abit too loud, but the live band performance is superb.

Its a 'different' night, different in a way that its neither good nor bad, just different. Having a great time with Lorna, Clarence, ah kim and wang yue, we didnt get drunk or danced till the dance floor cracks, in fact the way we danced was so funny that i laughed until get choked by my own drinks. the atmosphere is just right and we simply enjoyed each other company.

a nice outing.

my friend, always.

people do all sort of funny things that even they themselves dont understand.
we easily get strangle up with our emotion until we see no one in our eyes anymore.
wrap up by our own problem until we are blind even though the solution is open to us so obviously.
we do all sort of mistake, well, everyone do mistakes. whats the big deal of it? but acting like jerk for weeks over an insignificant incident is stupid.

yeah, i'm always that stupid person.
but now, i see the mirror of my stupidity on you.

you get moody and stop talking for stupid reason.
you dont think you need me to accompany you to do stuff anymore.
no more 'suz, lets go to online' or 'suz, want chocolate shake?'
we walk in different direction now,
no intersection, no connection, just like two strangers.

The disspointment, the defeat that you bear in your heart will not stay inside where it first got a start,
the fact is you allow it to grow inside of you, my friend.
you nurture it with angry and unsatisfaction,
What you wear in your heart, you wear in your face.
to be truth, you dont have to be hostile to show that you are dont intend to have me as your friend anymore, cuz it will show on your face anyway.

i cant suppress the upset that keep overflowing inside,
you are my friend, my dearest friend.
i once thought that i had lose it all,
all the trust and commitment in friendship,
but at least in those moment of despair and anguish,
you were there for me.

no matter how we will end up in the end,
i just wanna say, i will treat you as my friend. always.

pleasure of words

lazy to blog nowadays. i guess writting really needs alot of passion and persistency. stone age ago, i enjoyed so much siting in front of pc for hours, bluntly writing all my thoughts out. I guess those days were gone.

This morning, when i red something i wrote long time ago, a sudden wave of emotion overflowed me. how i wish i can go back to those days when writting is a such a joy.

"how I love the morning dew on my face, the midday sun on my skin, and the fragrance of jasmine wafting at twilight. The simple stimulants conveyed by all my physical senses at this moment of every day is a pure bliss....."

How powerful the words are, because if it weren't for the words that i wrote, such ecstasies I would never know.

how i wish i can go back to those days.....


a glimps of me in a cold autumn night

waiting for you

i'm waiting....

i'm waiting....

i'm waiting....

3 hours had passed, silently, cruelly.

3hours and 1 minute,
3hours and 2 minute,
3hours and 3 minute...

i'm still waiting

last night

Last night went to the Averton hill with a bunch of churchmates, this is the first time i look at the stunning view of Liverpool city at night. Its awesome, its breath taking, its beautiful. Too bad that i didnt brought along my digital camera as we made the decision to went there spontaneously without any planning.

kiat siong promise to bring me back to take same pictures after he came back from France. \(^o^)/Yuhuuuuuuuuuu!

i guess there is something interesting to look foward to for the next 1 year in this foreign land.

hang our quite often with some churchmates since i started to serve as the guitarist at the church, especially Lorna, the pianist. She is chatty and cheerful, nice to hang out. its such a coincidense that she is also came from Sibu, Sarawak. The gals from the ulu place, thats what they called us. *sigh*

Clarence is a shy shy guy from the hongkong, a double degree brainy guy, loves the way he sing when he praise the Lord, so uplifting and full of passion. oh, and he know how to play er hu!!!

kiat siong is a very genuine and sincere guy, he reminds me of Heng. man, he had a good driving skill. and not to forget the funny ah kim, the guy with spectacular memory, Max, the china gal Karen, the nice BBC Fai go.....

its nice to be in the house of God.


Lantern fest with the churchmates at williamson square

autumn

its autumn in liverpool now....
the leaves are turning yellow, when the trees shed its skin, it dyes the field into various shade of orange and redish colour....

*taking a big breath*

Burghhh.... its chilling....

i still remember the first maple leaves that henry send me last year along his christmas card, how i hold the leaves and wondering what it feels like if i standing under a big tree, with the withered maple leaves rain on me.

hmmmm.... i'm feeling it now...

summer, AUTUMN, winter, spring.
can't believe i'm in the wheel of four season now.

same side of the moon

I’m looking out the window
Where we sat to watch the stars
There's a chill within the air
It makes my heart long for your touch
You may be miles away
But as I kneel to pray

I see the same side of the moon
That we'll be looking on when the world turns blue
And know that time and space
can't come between me and you
We share the same side of the moon
And though you'll never see all my tears shine through
I know I can't be that far from you
If we're both looking on the same side of the moon.

I picture you across the oceans
In your corner of the world
I pray the wind will blow my voice
And gently whisper in your ear
Your night may be my day
And though the seasons change

It's still the same side of the moon
That we'll be looking on when the world turns blue
And know that time and space
can't come between me and you
We share the same side of the moon
And though you'll never see all my tears shine through
I know I can't be that far from you
If we're both looking on the same side of the moon

The lyrics of the song always touch the deepest core of my heart
It reminds me of those days when I went back to Sarawak,
At those lonely nights, consumed by the chill of the air,
Under the street light, with the phone so close to my ears,
I hungrily absorbing your every words…
‘Can’t see the moon tonight, it must be you the one that stole the moon back to Sarawak.’
Those playful words always put a smile on my face.
Cuz I know, although we are separated hundreds mile,
We are still watching the same side of the moon.



My dear,
I’m looking out the window now,
Are we still watching the same side of the moon?
With the land and ocean between us,
With the time and space between us,
Are we still watching the same side of the moon now?

Love and Toleration

幸福，
原来是有声音的。。。
当你埋头苦读，
手机的“滴滴”声带来鼓励的SMS时。。。
当ICQ“噢噢"的响起，
显示你喜欢的他在那一头时。。。
幸福，
悄悄来临。

幸福，
原来是有声音的。。。
不过，
人们总要在清醒的时候，
才听得见。

常常处在自怨自唉中，
昏昏盹盹的过混沌的日子，
幸福。。。
被蒙蔽了。

决定，
每天给自己一段单独的时间，
一段清醒的时间。
有时，
一个人的沉思，
比两个人的欢愉，
更能感受到幸福的真相。

找寻幸福的当儿，
发现，
失望，有时候也是一种幸福，
因为有所期待才会失望。
遗憾，也是一种幸福，
因为还有令你遗憾的事。

找寻幸福，
发现，
爱，从来就是一件千洄百转的事。

Prev: LOve and ToleRatIOn
Next: What kind of soul are you?

edit delete

reply share

2 CommentsChronological Reverse Threaded

delete reply ahlok2003 wrote on Jan 10, '05 幸福。猫 天真的猫不断追着自己的尾巴 无知的人们日夜都寻找着幸福 当猫放弃后才发现尾巴一直跟 随。 而人们还不识早已被幸福 围绕着 只有以知足，感恩，惜福和 宽阔的心， 不断往前走，幸福也 会 跟 随 你。

edit delete reply atlantisian wrote on Jan 10, '05 ahlok2003 said 幸福。猫 天真的猫不断追着自己的尾巴 无知的人们日夜都寻找着幸福 当猫放弃后才发现尾巴一直跟 随。 而人们还不识早已被幸福 围绕着 只有以知足，感恩，惜福和 宽阔的心， 不断往前走，幸福也 会 跟 随 你。 而我就是那只笨猫。。。