其实有很多很多的话要说, 很多的突发奇想, 很多的故事要分享. 奈何我的文字写不了, 图片也说不了. 所以最终也不了了之. 我不能用半途而废形容我的窘局, 只是拘泥于生活中的种种, 让它把善忘与迟钝的种子撒播于我. 明明此刻顿悟了, 但下刻还是被劣性缠上, 又一个不了了之. 我的不了了之多不胜数, 你呢?

… 忽然间, 想起那些杯子, 盆栽, 还有客厅里的嘻笑声. 杯子, 被摔破了吗? 花, 枯萎了吗? 这我不知道, 但我知道客厅已沉默了. 这事, 也属于众多不了了之之一.

Thanks for those who put their effort on this 10 year reunion gathering. 10 years by passed, long enough for us to grow but short enough to be forgetful I bet. A week ago, an ex-classmate buzzed me regarding the gathering, and she was in puzzle as she thought it’s meaningless, I then replied her, “people tend to be a little bit sentimental when they grown old, same goes to us.”

Happy to learn that most of our classmates have had their own family in faraway places. Shazreen, Mas, Nik, and who so ever that I might eventually forgot your names, I miss you all.

Albeit it wasn’t like the old days, but in the bottom heart of us, we are always the same.

Bujang Class 5Ss2, year 1998. It seems that we undergo a bujang curse of 5Sc2. Neither of us married, nor having a fruitful relationship with chicks so far. God, pity us. None of those chicks attend, as most of them are away from the city. Please pity us, again.

Voon Fui, as house modelling technician & Khong Wei, as HR guy in a wok company. Nothing much to talk about these 2 gentlemen. In fact, I can’t do so as KW always keeps an eye on my blog. No doubt he will kill me for any misleading info of him.

Chee Foo, who currently sembelih orang / chicken at KFC Headquarter. He is quite a unique weirdo jackass as well, do visit his friendster, handsome lee is his ID. Single and always available.

Hifzan, our handsome ketua darjah, who currently into kambing and lembu studies (Bio). He used to be very shy fellow, but he seems quite gatal nowadays in contrary to our dear Safa who didn’t even know about AV. Well friend, don’t mean to tease you, but I just can’t help to do so. lol.

Safa, an artist to be, who really struck me with his decision of giving up his profession as chemist in order to pursuit his dream as an artist. Salute you, my brave and passionate friend.

P/S : Hey, if any of you have our class photo in JPEG format, do send me a copy k?

是的, 依然是欲罢不能的东海岸.

今日, 笑了整个晚上, 把嘴巴都笑歪了, 连声音也没了. 那是这半年以来, 笑得最放肆, 最开心的一天. 感恩老友们的突然现身. 哦, 还有那一堆可恶的堆积木… 作为工作狂的你们也该好好检讨自己的生活方式了, 毕竟, 健康比什么都重要. 丢了生命, 什么都免谈.

或许打从我决定回来, 这恶性循环就开始了. 已经开始招架不住绵绵不绝的霉云了. 家里的重担还是有增无减, 还是我这老大包山包海, 他妈的其他番薯都不怎么扛责任, 为我独扛就是!

工作算是找到了(多亏某位前辈给脸), 但可能不是自己心仪的. 他妈的前几个OFFER简直让我抓狂指数飙升最高点…

至于最后的烦恼事儿, 就是友人了. 说实在, 我把友人看得很重, 那是因为与家人关系不怎样, 所以自然把情感都留给别人. 今天为了这事儿沮丧了整个下午, 详情不多讲, 主要是为自己的无力感 / 无能为力感到纳闷与羞愧. 真的很惋惜, 也很痛, 想抒发, 想哭. 如果大家都是善忘的, 那该多好. 我的朋友, 衷心希望你们能和好. 请别唾弃我的多管闲事, 就此一次. 感恩.

* 纯粹发泄郁闷, 请别回复.

亲爱的女人旅人啊, 我还是觉得快乐比较适合你们. 别往刁钻的牛角钻去啊. 加油!

照片摄于海边的某间PUB里, 三人坐在狭窄的角落, 就这样莫名其妙地伤感了将近三分之一的夜晚. 天, 原来情绪极度疲惫时, 就算一块杯垫也能要了你的命.

友人最近被某些问题困扰着, 是关于朋友这会事儿, 倒霉碰上了, 就是欲罢不能的窘局. 朋友交得过密, 就容不下小瑕疵, 交得不深, 那充其量只是萍水之交. 友人问我是否能感觉那份源之背叛的痛楚, 我当然知道, 但我们仍然无可奈何. 套用某句我读过的句子, “你的存在与我的相遇是有原因的, 它并不是无缘无故地出现“. 固然, 我想该放下离开时也应当如此, 离开也存在着原因. 其实到最后, 谁又记得了谁?

多年前周华健的”朋友”曾让年少轻狂的我热血沸腾, 而今开始学习沉淀的我则比较欣赏顺子带着丝丝遗憾的”Dear Friend”. 呵呵, 偶尔来个没来由的想念也挺不错的. 你呢?

忽然想起多年前在摇滚海螺频频与一班柔佛哥儿们的醉生梦死. 如果那时我会摄影, 我一定不加思索地把咱们的醉态都拢通拍下来. 多好. 呵呵.仿佛, 那晚又被几曾熟悉的堕落感与欲罢不能的贝斯所笼罩.

There’s always a path for each of us, that’s within our choice. Have you chose yours today? Regardless numerous of political campaigns or other propagandas with many lies or facts beneath, I gave my choice to those who I be thankful. Not really thankful to be frank, but at least better than the other choice, and I’m happy with my decision.

Hmm, it’s interesting. Our belief is the key that defines our way. Let’s do a little bit of your decision making today and for sure we deserve a better day. Cheers!

If not because of the hot and stuffy air in Malaysia, I wouldn’t believe I’m home. The gloomy days are as similar as in Sydney. I wouldn’t forget a walk on the harbour bridge in the mild drizzle, and as for now I would pray for sunny days where I can be a practicer of my wanderlust.

很久以前,住在森林的猴子向往着城市的生活. 因此,它埋头苦干,存了很多香蕉, 啃下许多番薯. 终于,猴子完成了充分的准备,乘上了前往城市的列车.踏上列车那一刹, 它仿佛觉得自己不会回来了.

抵达了城市,猴子发觉自己的执着变了. 猴子不再喜欢冷冰冰的钢骨水泥,不喜欢穿上西装,更不喜欢虚伪的人类. 比起这些,此时的猴子更爱山野 .虽然如此,猴子还是努力着,希望某天能从新爱上这城市.

猴子开始每天在城市作着森林的梦,在想象地的雨林中穿梭,溜个痛快. 猴子开始害怕自己失去与生俱来跳跃攀爬的力量,还有继承于大自然的野性. 猴子甚至探讨起自己的存在角色. 在理性与直觉交战地如此情况下,猴子领悟了. 打从抵达城市, 身上就已经被拴上无形的枷锁.

“纵然我梦想着像小鸟般高飞,我也要在自己喜欢的地方翱翔,这是我的心所告诉我的.” 猴子说. 最后,猴子选择了回家,回到属于它的森林.

“Follow your heart.” She said with firmly. I have bumped into a dilemma lately. Either to trust my own instinct or to bear the designated path rationally which other perceived as right, yes in fact it’s right. God knows.