The Whole New.

Speaks of a budding future,

the excitement of the unknown,

of how beautiful things will grow,

of how dreams could be realized,

how things can change for the better,

how to make the current into an ideal living state.

It is very funny tho,

as everyday is supposed to be A Whole New,

working towards The Whole New.

Yet there is a specific definition for each season,

and it is implanted upon us, so naturally.

And I believe it is a lot more than just a measurement!

Happy New Year.

You Are So Beautiful to Me.

I do not know where to head

still

as the storm reacts within

How I wish that you could

be here to talk with me

about all I want to say

about all I want to give

and even

about all I am having in my head

and to embrace you with

every bit of salt and water

that I have in my sea

or I should say my ocean

I guess

you were the one that

always appear in my dreams

having them make sense

and

had me wake up in tears

And so

when I made up my mind

I should have seen

these coming

You are who I always dream to be with

after all

最多四个字。

空气

难捉摸

灰尘

在闪躲

天气

阴差阳错

他

在想什么

美女

那么多

温柔

到处散播

人知

易坠落

她

怎么沉默

拥抱，

好不？

Budaktu.

I have a very big dream

inspired by the long hair dudes on TV

bodies moving rhythmically as they play with their toys

of every decimal caught in my eyes

and I say to myself,

I am going to do it.

I do not know where to start

and I only have my very hands to start with

Walking in to those glassed premises or belled doors..

isn't just what I'm fitted to do

and I say to myself,

if I am going to do it,

there's only one way for that.

And as I see you drumming in the arcade,

with the electronic drum set one could least dream off,

your hands and calves were stiff

that you seem to be merely banging hard on the instrument

and you couldn't be bothered by the malfuction toy

how bad was your hair

how rugged was your baju

how the crowd reacted around you

You just kept on playing

with your foot bared,

and the tokens in your pocket.

How blessed are both of us,

to have our wants fulfilled.

狂奔在木屐。

‘好想告诉你

你对我是什么‘

‘好想看见你

翱翔在蓝色当中’

‘且想一起

又隔空仰慕’

真想把你

收起来

当我匿名的宝贝

哈哈哈 哈

来到

这一天

庆祝你的存在

生日快乐

:)

（你说

我狂奔在木屐

头发 散乱）

Outcast.

Christmas themed the party is,

one just couldn't help it but to make it as dominantly planned and designed,

isn't it?

When this sheep is returning home, not to be seen since a whole turn of season,

one just couldn't help it but to make her an outcast,

isn't it?

Then again, what is the purpose of having this Christmas dinner?

Why do you even call it a Christmas dinner..

'It's the season to be Jolly,

tra-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la.'

Tonight.

It was bright and clear,

the way you intended.

You speak like

standing ten feet away from me

As I watch,

the way who you are

and the one who I first thought you were

Aren't you

always the star?

I ponder

I couldn't help it

but to feel

this beauty of the unreached

好美

游。

我可以给你的

我希望是

一座山 一片海 一个星球

我可以给你的

我默地希望 你可以

收容 拥抱 放在心里

好多次

我何想你在我面前

没有阻碍的真实自己

就像我们所渴盼的一种赤裸

这样摊开

没有疑惑

这就是

我可以给你的

亲爱的

我相信我盼的

也是你想要的

我们一起去

会面 好不好？

沮丧

（我第一次

觉得 很沮丧）

其实我真的喜欢

也一直在尝试着

可是我

如果不对了什么

你可以不要就这么离开吗

我也只可以这样自私无助地恳求

（然后

我只能 到此为止）

对不起 亲爱的

我做错了

我……什么都不敢了

请你一定要默默地安慰我

相信我

对不起。

When You Sing.

I remembered how you used to teach me to

sing the song when I came into sense that I love to sing.

I remembered how you were honest to yourself

and the kid you sing the song to,

and also to the dedicated person you sang the song to.

You are a very strong, strong lady.

Also, a kind hearted one.

With you, I got to feel so much like myself, free from any existing structure,

I feel that you and I are together.

It was so nice, only as a kid, I didn't get to realize.

Now that you are on the bed,

in the season of return,

I do not know how to express myself to you,

behind this long line of giving back.

You have taught me to become a good person,

with your hard and tender teachings.

I just do not know how to turn back time...

and I shall not say I wish I could.

I will never forget you.

and the way you used to sing.

I shall, instead...

try to make your last phase of journey an easy one,

like the way everyone loves you.

and I love you too.

Who's Themed.

As much as I want to narrate you a story,

about how this glow that I bumped into:

I feel that I could not swim as freely as I could,

as it is something I yearn to treasure and protect it from within.

It is almost like the blurring of imagination, boundaries, reality...and beauty.

sometimes, it reminded me how much of a fool I can be.

Perhaps it is ought to be, rather than too good to be true,

which explains my position here, standing on the midst of a garden,

with the flowers that i adore.

I wish that I could savour this, longer.

*Stickied.

Hi baby,

I'm off to Babyland for 2 weeks, just so you know...

I will not be reached at the rate that I normally do.

I might just sink myself to the seabed or meditate among the mist up on the hills,

please forgive me being 'inconsistent',

because this is the time where I regain my consciousness...from the senses that I am once so familiar with.

The flare directly on top of the TV,

conversations men spared in the living room,

sound of the grill door dragged,

birds chirping in the morn...with the coffee orders,

mum's gentle voice beside the bed...

Baby I'm home now,

first time I feel rooted.

Imagine.

When the sun starts to set,

I was eventually thrown into fear.

Have I not tasted the tip of it since...

I can ever recall from the distanced dimension.

I panic as it crept,

from my toes, to my ankles,

now the grip on my shoulder...

...there is so mere to fight for.

Silently I wish that I could not be seen.

Silently I seek for a parasitic slumber on whatever source I could ask for.

Silently I imagined that the grip could be loosen,

and I would be left drifting with the flow,

to be waken up on the other shore of hope.

This secret dream of mine.

寻找

在寻找 或到达的过程中

有时候

会放肆 然后猖狂

其实 倒影看来

真的有点可笑

不 是真的很可笑

笑得自己很可悲

可怜地可悲

有时候情不自禁觉得自己好丑

所以选择不要做自己

还是 这也是一种自己 ｘ

在不想说话前

——“好伤心。”

I Could Have Been A Striker.

1. Absolute bliss is when you went for a morning alimentary canal exercise on the homey bowl -that never fails to have you welcomed.

...not having to worry on starting the day wrong.

2. Many among us have dreams. Consciously or not, we tend to work towards it.

...uhm having dreams, forgetting them, and had them picked up some time after?

3. Oh man, having oneself the discover she/he's being slightly preachy than usual....

...sucks big time.

4. I do not fit Starbucks because I don't own Prada, Coach, I-Pad-Phone-Touch-MBP, and

...this place is meant to be a heaven for splurge in the first place.

I'm a puffer fish.

5. I miss the place wear I've grown up, sing songs, danced with my mom, stalked the school band, theatered in despair, cried for the field...

...I need a ride home.

5 random facts for the day.

Gobblegobblegobble.

Flow.

Sadness,

flows like a stream.

To the floor,

to the streets,

to the sea.

Where art thou my dear,

I tried hard not to seek for you.

The day I most fear,

is just as near as my eyelids.

For the mask will not be shed off anymore,

gute nacht.

呼唤

晚上 风的呼唤

心被侵袭

顿时隔着四面墙 内只剩颗白球

我不知道 不知不觉

球飞了起来

四处游荡

游到了一个似陌生的仙境

它喜欢 喜欢逗留在那个地方

如果我离不开

这仙境山谷

我会一直坠入

放开

直到 有值得离开的泉源

现在让我 醉一下

在你的怀里

- 黑白

Peace.

今天

除了你之外

我学 了一个新去向

是 平静

这时刻

我顿时觉得

好 宽阔 好 舒畅

漂浮在 风平浪静的蓝布上

而你

就是 照耀着我的蓝天

发射你的光芒

染透了 我脚下的布

（我想说这个

好久好久了）

不过 这个

我再说一次

也会一直留给你

——谢谢

Ji Lang Ji Pua.

Ivy,

now I've figured out why this song appear in my head suddenly.

It is because not long ago (the previous Chinese New Year),

I have been watching too much TV,

which has this as part of its movies,

and this song happen to be its OST.

Come to think of it,

I like this movie.. because it feels so real? Although it's one of the Singaporean's technic of manipulation in their productions...I seem to willingly surrender to it- to this cliche script and ironic expressions.

Above that, this song actually warms me up so easy. It feels like a cradle song, to put all into bed.

(And all of a sudden, I feel that this place has alot of things to cheer of, instead to grief upon, so... everyone has the right to have a happy ending, or even to be happy concurrently.)

(当下，当下！）

I wish I could spread my urge of expression.

心—

很久没这么开心了

我的夜晚没有这么开花 过

使得 我突然敏悦起来

谢谢你 :)

Circuit.

The celebration of World Statistics Day acknowledges the importance of national and international statistics and aims to strengthen the awareness and trust of the public in official statistics.

Weeks ago, there was this act of disagreement to the statement above.

Bullshit statistics,

when the other is trying to prove so hard that it is never easy to conduct one?

I was just thinking, why would rebellious thoughts scatter for the sake of being egoistic? Is it a form to prove its existence in the mere wide leeway?

Why, as one thinks that he himself is expended, that he has the power to turn everything upside down, so called the power to speak, but not have his eyes open and see the purpose of every happening?

It is sort of amusing to witness this drama everyday.

To grow old doesn't mean that you have to be different from who you were.

Please save a lil innocence in yourself as you move on...

このままじゃ

I am relieved on what went over.

As in, it finally came to an end, this dreamy lil situation.

In fact, there are no more better ways to end this up.

Wasn't it too hard to handle,

or too easy to obtain,

the pace wasn't too encouraging nor forceful,

and it is still as natural as it could be.

From now on, it is another point of start.

I shall turn back and give you an expression of the innocent-

"Thank you."

Tomorrow is December.

Is this a night after dinner,

sitting in this coffee lounge listening to Christmas songs,

working on a supposedly finished pile of cuts,

instead of diving into the sea of bed beside the fire place.

Even when it is supposed to be stressful,

even when we are suppose to die before the noon after dawn,

this is actually the last semester that we'd spend in the year-end, cozy.

Even when it starts to rain,

I feel like I'm sighting all these through a frame from a manga chapter.

How nice it is to still be around.

Periodic Table.

On the morn that I woke up,

Sunday was gentle.

I was finally out of the glass room, strolling in the garden.

Recollecting them pieces,

it was crazy, or should I put it magnificent,

that this pace is a very smooth one,

too smooth that it was hard to notice any signs.

....that it was so much a form of give and take,

proportioned that it seems,

so much like the law of nature.

I didn't have to think complicated,

when I made no hesitations to give,

I saw you come back in return.

It was as pure, as honest, as direct as it seems,

there was nothing hidden behind the naked eye.

I am more than grateful on what comes upon me.

Thank you.

表达。

今天 好愉快

好像不知发生什么 一样

为什么在收敛又透漏

然后不自禁再 躲起来

好像重新再来

一个新生命

我突然迟钝

心想

……再想，

还是不懂要怎么说。

我并不懂得如何表达，

此时无声胜有声

（语无伦次）

好 快乐

忘不了。

你对我的教诲

我 深深记着

我 真的不懂如何感激你

除了 澎湃打滚 的表达

这个被教育传授的心情

我会一直保护它

直到 我们再见

谢谢你

Moo.

There was a lorry beside the car,

on a stucked traffic,

that you could not bother to add on extra thump of blood through the vessels,

and then you just drive,

like the other lifeless zombies to the graveyard.

Then you heard something that you weren't supposed to notice,

"on the way back home",

that there was a cow, standing on the lorry.

She's in choco brown.

Not too fat nor skinny,

rather small she is.

I even intend to moo to her

on a half-hanged window

of all the things I do, besides driving.

And I was then reminded about Hari Raya Haji the day after.

One lonely moo in a lorry,

I couldn't function much on thinking,

but to be trapped in emotionally... just lets me down,

of the cow,

heading to the same direction we all are destined,

settled on the other side of an unknown.

For the purpose of being sacrificed,

moo- rest in peace.

Selamat Hari Raya Haji,

Salam Aidiladha to the muslim friends.

Ouch.

I was tad sensitive of the pain nerves after I read the story of this organ donation process.

The very night I was a bit high on Tiger and...
I hurt my left toe with a quick swing of the toilet glass door.
I guess my motor system ain't really functioning well.

And man it hurts a lot, but I couldn't cry a sound, and it's like only just one toe, when I actually read the whole process of this undergoing of the recovery from a surgery?

After that it seems that I kindda came across people hurting parts of their foot and every time their eyebrows seem to meet and lock, I smile with empathy,
man I feel you!

To the Deaf:

I did not wish everything to be good...

I just wished that you could be more sensitive,

that's all that I can ask for.

Katy Perry

I missed her part of MTV World Stage yesterday :(

But part of that, I found out that she's a very sweet sweet girl to get along with :)

She speaks herself with her colours poured.. although it's literally black and white she presented, (for such a country I guess.)

Oh man you should see her when she was acting herself during the press conference!

So cute I tell you.

It was one of the beautiful moments I discover someone.

Dolly Katy I'm so gonna love you x)

Bisik-bisikku.

When I'm trying to strive for fashion,

I started to get worried

if one day I'd become a Bimbo in someone's eye.

Laugh it all you can hahaha,

I still got a long way to go.....

Ad-hum.

Today I get to do my thing...

it seems that I couldn't go without it, heh.

I came to realize that I really get to meet interestin people everyday I step out.

And that each time I only have A chance to speak for myself.

Of course we feel happy when it is ourselves that lead us to the paths we pointed,

and indeed we have to prepare for the worst,

like what the heck, I plan to google for table manners online!

But it was real nice to have hummed in the same frequency with a new person that I've known, it made me have a new perception of forms of acception,

all I know is a song that we fool around made me feel good all night :)

That is how some people talk to the others. :D

Mechanism.

I bought myself a pair of Sanuks today.

And 3 books on a book fair yesterday.

Indeed I am living the life that I wish I have to.

I foresee the shoes to be bought.

I foresee my books to be owned, with utmost satisfactory.

Guess I've learnt on how to live in an urban mechanism.

I have to gain my insides back.

I Am Not My Hair.

As I travel with the huge green white bus,

I suddenly feel that I am actually doing this alone.

She isolates me from the others.

I didn't have any idea that I am this comfortable with her. :)

I guess no one has to know.

Marlan.

I tasted the life of half a rich, today (and none of the famous).

I walked through places I don't think they walked before.

I toured mini bazaars, a book store, and some shop lots,

and landed by an Indian cuisine restaurant.

I went in and sat down and yes, flipped the menu.

It wasn't my choice but it was since I don't know when, that I've missed the feel of random wondering like this.

I wondered and go for a Buttered Chicken and I then wait and text and text.

The waiter was a friendly one, but I do not understand what he speaks.

It was English but I guess it is not that his English was just fair, my listening ability was as bad as well.

He talked and shared stories he had in his town, kindda annoying honestly,...

but I guess he's just lack of an extra pair of ears to lend upon of.

He said he is left out of uni, studying somethin-try and stopped during Year 2.

He said he left because he was married.

He said that who knows, maybe he'd work on his dreams someday.

And he said, despite of everything, he still has his family back in his homeland.

He said, he has two little girls, a 2-year-old and a 2 month old.

He said he has three beautiful women waiting for him at home.

He said his friends asked him about getting another woman here,

but he said again, he has a wife at home with his children,

and I was like...yea,

until he interrupted the conversation with a wipe on his eye.

He left as soon as he got emotional, and apologized.

And that is when I see a true man's words, leaking out through his emotions.

I want to tell him to stay strong,

to be hardworking so that he can earn and raise his family and have opportunities,

to continue his studies in his hometown,

and live happily with his three beautiful women.

As I leave the place,

he said 'by the way I'm Marlan.'

I confused.

again he said the same words, 'by the way I'm Marlan.'

but I am still in the state of confusion.

I gave a smile and left with a Byebye.

And I figured out that he was actually introducing himself at the 5th footstep of mine.

I murmured silently, a 'Good luck Marlan'.

(Oh yes the Indian style Buttered Chicken was splendid! :D)

Duh-Dub.

FADE INTO BLACK

Everybody know this is going somewhere..

I do not remember how the world spins.

How karma works.

I understand everyone is working hard for something,

but I still do not understand how things are meant to be measured... and gifted/ pounded/ pushed to one being.

It is not that I don't like to adapt myself.

Why am I working so hard on one when I am already destined to be another ?

And suddenly I wish that this is the only and best offer that I could get.

Speaking about choices, I'm glad this is a whooping fast 'decision'!

Duh-Dub, Dub-Dub.

FADE OUT

早上

早上起床时间
不算太迟

下去搭车时
天色是暗蓝的

我搭上去

说早安

转几圈

工作

好比在家一样

我把这里当 家 了（吗？）

Wind.

It is because I was never near to you,

and that I suppose, I tend to be obsess on you much easier.

I will leave with a plane one day,

not hoping to expect for anything...

and I will wish you love.

Less of A Cure.

Of course I went mad after a series of misfortune events.

I had no choice but to turn to the mamak stall that I would never step-on (if there weren't any choice left).

As the menu kept upsetting me by running out of stocks of pisangs, I too suddenly felt that someone out there had really kept his mind on confiscating my tad source of happiness.

In the end I couldn't take it anymore and just sat and waited for my food. (What I ordered was just a murmur-full of words.)

Suddenly out of no where the orange moon appeared.

It was like my date with her, and the sun, and the breeze, and a view of the night scene of a corner of ss2's.

You know, I just wanted to sit and see the world spinning along with its lifeless beings.

I had no idea of this is how much that I would want to escape from.

Lean On Me

There was a turn back,

where I had to run away from work once,

to somewhere I do things I love,

meet the people I am interested with,

even it means to stand in front of them and experiment myself,

talking out loud with instructions and critics,

where I actually found out that we sometimes do have to act in our lives.

And then it went quite well,

I think I've brought them up to a level that I see puffy white clouds,

they heard what I wanted to share them with,

they and I worked on hard together,

pretty much like

they got me, like I got them.

Sad thing was that I never let them know of how good they were,

and how proud I am actually to walk this with them.

They were too good for what I had back then,

I was just not there to see it.

But I will always remember what it feels like,

to bring up the very school choir and teach them sing.. from how I was molded once.

If could not have been another,

I love you CPT girls :)

The Sun

The bus departed under the bright warm hug from the Sun.

Just before that, she actually realized that 3C is not a good choice as she's not in control of the curtains,

but then...

who knows that she might need some warmth after the occasionally freezing air-cons.

And then she gave up for the wait,

shifted herself to the shade and started her bus-dozing routine.

Along her way to the North,

the mere sensation of burning would not stop building...

through the wind shields, on her faded color jeans.

She wondered through her sleepy thoughts...

subconciously,

why is the guy sitting in front not willing to share his side of shade?

And she just could not take it,

and approached to speak for herself..

"Can I..."

he realized what she's trying to ask for,

and let it go in her way instead.

"I wondered why you didn't let it go"

as she murmured and curled back to the shades.

I never knew why I'd give you that expression,

guess that I really wanted the shade for my own good.

It is that moment that I caught myself attracted to you,

being fond of the way we spoke,

and the way you admire what I used to smile at.

As she begin to doze off, she heard something like

"coz I like the sun.."