千里之外

傍晚5点30分，他已经收拾好行李，隔天就要走了。说真的，没什么东西是放不下的。他的朋友们常跟他说，做男人一定要潇洒：敢拿得起，就一定可以放得下。

但是，就是有这一样东西，他仍是依依不舍。而这个东西，一直使他无法分辨情场上的是非。是问题，还是答案，忧郁的他想了整整一年，还是搞不懂。

手机一响，来电的竟然是她。

‘喂，你明天搭几点的班机？我到机场送你！’
‘不用啦，明天一早就飞了，你还要上班呢。’
‘这样啊。。。那你保重 ok? 到了那里，千千万万不要忘记我！’

傻瓜，就算是天涯之外，我都不会忘记。。。

‘不会啦，我怎么敢把你这个调皮又任性的小丫头给忘了呢？’
‘哈哈! 你说话可要算话喔! 好啦, 废话少说,我们两年后再见!'

笨蛋, 我为什么不跟她说?! 真没出息..

我送你离开,
千里之外,
你无声黑白.
沉默年代,
或许不该,
太遥远的相爱...-方文山

What the k man?

I hardly tune in to chinese songs these days, but after the K-session just now I couldn't help myself but bring these two vids here.

this is part one



and this is part deux



Nice songs, but I was a tad disturbed. Girl loses memory and becomes bestie's lover. Jay's character has to 'lun' THAT AMOUNT of pain...argh.
Ah heck, at least I had my 'ban-ban' in the afternoon. I wasn't gonna let them screw my moods.

Au revoir.

To know or not to know?

As I have always advocated, when someone hasn't said or done anything, questioning his/her thoughts are redundant. Yet it's too easy to question inconsistency, especially when it directly affects you.

So if the answers really matter, what is there to lose? The stakes of course.

Love and life is like a game of in-between. You won't know the third card until you state the bet. I guess it doesn't pay to be hasty in claiming all the money for yourself. One should keep them real, even if the fates grant their favour. Who knows, keeping quiet until the last moment might just give you a pyrrhic victory. If you desire everything at once, there is a high chance you will crash and burn.

No matter what, the thinking process matters. A lot.

Which is why, contrary to what a friend mentioned, I do believe emotional control does not transcend gender. As much as I hate to admit, I can allow a woman to screw up with her feelings. The same doesn't go with a man. Even gays know what it means to be 'man enough', and that means NOT thinking like a woman. Curse and swear at my chauvinist traits if you must, but this is the gun I'm sticking to.

Yes I do think alot, but once I eliminate the unnecessary 'what ifs', I will not step back to stress over them again.

So even if I'm confounded by a host of variables, I do not want to give my brain extra shit by turning all of these issues into valid hypotheses. For Alexander the Great, it was hard enough for a left hander to adapt and achieve in a world of righters. So refusing to be tied down by all the knotty shit, he sliced Gordium's knot with a sword.

I guess when my time comes, I will have to cut that knot too.

But for now, the stakes certainly outweigh the impact of my desire to know the answer.

Justified...or indignified?

No one likes to have rumours flying around, but we are living in a world of true lies. Most of the time, a 'straight-up' or the cold hard truth, doesn't go down well with our throats.

So, given the multitude of stories humans are capable of spinning, is it wise to keep quiet in the face of adversity, or to roll your own dice and dominate the game again?

Being a more of a 'talk' then 'stalk' person, I always believe coming clean with how you feel is important. At least you can determine how others are going to fabricate your story and perhaps change the face of popular opinion. Of course, if that person wants you to keep it behind the curtain, then it's more of a trust than 'who-sides-who' issue right?

Given such a premise, how does one explain conventional gossip? Is it a true breach of trust?

I guess, or rather I believe, it's always wiser to use 'I heard...' rather than 'ABC said this n this..' It helps one to wash the blood of his/her hands. Of course, those on the receiving end can always turn it into a positive response no? Just being quiet and declaring a witchhunt on the 'informers' isn't gonna solve the problem. On the contrary, you're just affirming the lies many have spoken of you.

Even at this point, I do want to be there for the one I've known for a longer time. It's just too hard because the evidence is grossly overwhelming.

And yes, that particular person doesn't want to say a thing.

So don't blame me if I cross over to the other camp. You could have told me when you had the chance.

Be mine, or B- ?

Since it was Valentine's, I graciously decided to delete the previous post because of its potential side-effects. It's all about buying more on the Karma stock exchange. I mean, every little deed done earns unforseen interest no?

On the other hand, I'm not going to mince my words where that joke was concerned. I think its sad someone had to watch a movie all by himself at Bedok. I think its stupid that someone can organise and encourage everyone to celebrate the occasion when it can be just 'any other day' for all of us.

To one, it wasn't meant for you.

To the other, there is no occasion, so don't make yourself (and us) look stupid next time ok?

Enough of bitching. Ghost Rider was a bigger joke with the slowest CGI and fight scenes in 21st century cinema. Nicholas Cage is putting his career at risk and Eva Mendes never looked hotter. As the credits rolled, I felt it was just too 'ghostly' to warrant a sequel.

And yes, my lovable parents had their share of the romance too.

Dad: Flowers for you dear.
Mom: Oh thank you! They're pretty.
Son: (stares at the flowers hard) Are they from the market?
Dad: OEI don't say so loud lah!

I know it is silly, but they are still together after all these years.

I think Mom was right. It's really hard to stay in love these days. People are becoming more superficial, frivolous and materialistic. If its not sex, its money. And the girls these days daydream so much that their brains screwup big-time. No one gives a damn about reasons anymore. You can do all the right things for the wrong reasons, and still get lotsa good love and hot sex.

Think about it. In the good old days, a man never saw his bride until the wedding night. It certainly didn't stop them from shagging like rabbits and giving birth to twenty sons and daughters. Today, we have Internet porn and Karma Sutra, but you get couples going to fertility clinics and making babies in-vitro.

Hah, seems like I can't cease on the bitching. Guess I just sold all my Karma shares at a loss again. Well anyways, I hope my JPY (Japanese yen) performs according to the forecast. Really, if someone buys all of it up before I do...

It's all money and no honey next year.


Good night, good luck & good luv.

....(based on a true story)

Guy: I don't understand why guys are so into Fiona Xie. She is so bimbo.
Girl: Hey, my friend says I look like Fiona Xie leh.
Guy:*blinks* Erm..you sure?
Girl: Really!
Guy: Hmm..I think your brain is bigger.

At this point, the guy was quite sure that he had a kick-ass answer,so he decided to go ego-tripping.

Guy: I'm actually more of a brain than face person la. Stupid people irritate me.
Girl: Oh really? Your friend is such a himbo, and since you are the 'slave' I wonder...
Guy: Oh don't worry, I'm sure my brain is 3 times bigger than his.
Girl: You know what is 0 x 3?

Best la....

Nice

Guy: You look frightened...
Girl: [stares back in silence]
Guy: There is a large number of lonely men out there.
Girl [smiles]: Don't worry, I won't let them rape you.

Haha...been ages since I got into SEED mode.
It's 'downfall' by trust company, enjoy it people.

Push me away/make me fall/just to see another side of me

Au revoir

And so it is...

Yes I know, the above phrase is a cliche of sorts. But I'm not blogging for an ad, so there isn't a need to vomit 100 taglines just for an entry title.

Even then, in the midst of a 100 or even a 1000 lines, my brain (which tends to get wired in a different manner after daytime naps) will still tell you that is the one.

Before last night, I kinda knew he would make it. Well his reasons were a huge turn-off, but he certainly used kamikaze methods. I guessed the moment he sensed a hint of her feelings, it was only a matter of time she was his.

Ironically around the same time frame, someone actually said I could be a darn good player if I wanted to.

LOL...I do know where I stand lah. No money, no height and much less looks. So even if one has the brightest mind and the most enduring charm, he will be a wild weed in a woman's garden. She plucks him out from her life, and throws him away.

Strangely enough, the sequence of events tied in with a tiny act of folly I committed earlier. My boredom had prompted me to clear the messages in my mobile Outbox, but my fingers were too quick. ALL of the SMSes were deleted instead.

Shit.

Personal issues aside, I've been deliberating about the potential effects of my decision this coming week.

It's heartwarming if you give your day to a selected few. After all, it is quality time that defines a friendship. On the other hand, it becomes PR when those who have kept a distance start to make their presence felt once more. So once you're there for a different purpose, they become an intrusion that is much uncalled for.

I've always said that we can never please everyone, but I've always been avoiding such situations myself. Unfortunately at this juncture, the only viable option is to come clean with the truth.

This time, I just want to be there for the ones that matter.
As for the rest, I'm not going to put on a farce. Definitely not this time.