Lyrics - 施文斌 - Hello Angel (Shi Wen Bing)

既然睡不了
I actually cannot sleep.
既然吃不好
I actually can't eat well.
不如就黑夜熬到破晓
Why don't I just stay awake till daybreak.
竟然看不到
Unexpectedly, I'm unable to see that
你的心在跳
Your heart is beating.
但是你让我看不清未来
But your let me not be able to see the future clearly.
银白色月光下微笑
Under the silvery-white moonlight you smile.
说你是上帝给我的天使
I say that you are an angel given from the heavens.
但是你没想微笑
But you didn't think to smile.
不相信你
I don't believe you.

hello angel
angel angel angel
yes i love you
yes i love you
hello angel
angel angel angel
yes i love you
yes i love you

(RAP)
夜晚我们睡不了觉竟因为有你
At night, we can't sleep, because your
兴奋的说了很多很多无关紧要的话题
Excitedly said many immaterial topics.
在这复杂的世界里找到一点天真
In this complicated world, we find this small bit of naivety.
和你一起拥有轻松快乐的感觉
With you, I have a relaxed and happy feeling.
我站着坐着笑着
I stand and sit and smile,
心早已不知飞到哪里去
My heart has long flown to somewhere else.

空的沙滩留下你的脚印
The empty beach has your footprints left on it.
哪里是不相信你
That place doesn't believe that
未来的你是
The future of you is
上帝给我的天使
An angel given from the heavens.
但是你没想微笑
But you didn't think to smile,
不相信你
I don't believe you.

Lyrics - 施文斌 - 忘不了(Shi Wen Bing - Unforgettable)

翻开一本旧日记 记载着一段旧恋情
Flipping open an old diary, which had recorded a relationship from the past,
每段都那么甜蜜 往事历历在这里
Every paragraph is so sweet, events of the past are distinctly there.
曾看过多少的风雨
How many difficulties (literally wind and rain) had we seen?
曾说过要到哪里去
How many places had we planned to go to?
曾做过觉得傻的事
How many silly things had we done before?

爱过在这城市里 昨夜下了一场雨
We loved in this city. Yesterday, it rained,
让我忽然梦里见到你
And it let me suddenly see you in my dreams.
躲在某个地方哭泣 好想紧紧抱着你
I hide in some place and cry, hoping to hold you tightly.

有一次从朋友口中听到你的消息
Once, I heard some news about you from a friend.
我的心都在发抖 你是否孤身一人 我不停追问
My heart was trembling, are you still all alone? I can't stop wondering.
分手两年后我还是想着你 多久没有见过你
Two years after we had broken up, I'm still thinking about you. For how long did I not see you?
现在你住在哪里 只怕有一天我们都会老去
Where are you living at now? I'm only afraid that one day, we will both become old.
只想留一点回忆 能够让我们依靠
I only hope to keep some memories, that can allow us to depend on.

我在一个咖啡店 透过玻璃窗往外望
I'm at a coffeeshop, I look through the glass window,
你的人影无所不在 无心无魂的想你
Your silhouette is nowhere to be seen, without a heart nor soul (symbolizes the lack of emotions), I think about you.
为什么人总要等到失去才珍惜
Why do people need to lose something before they start to treasure it?

我来不及想告诉你
I didn't have enough time to tell you this,
要永远不分离
"I'll never want to leave you."

words

The most important words are those that you keep in your heart, not the ones that you utter in the journey of your life...

i just recalled

oh i just recalled something..

jus wanna say that life is really, really fragile..
i have no idea how things can be so unpredictable..

it's like.. maybe our fate is really written on the day we were born...
if our book has no more pages, it ends. it doesn't continue on writing...

see you in heaven, if there really is one...

Relieve

I am so relieved. Everything is over. OMG... No more projects.. I have waited long for this day, I tell u.

Finally, I am able to start studying for my finals. After that, I'll be in year 2!! Yeah...

Anyway, optimism is my middle name, and I'm gonna stick by that. Haha..

Everything's fine, I'm feeling great!

Just hope that things will be better...

Starry Starry Night

Sometimes when you're already too far out in the rain,
You can only continue to walk forward and hope that there'll be a shelter for you at the other end.
If not, you can only get drenched and walk back alone.

Fallen hard have you?
Don't hurt yourself, Clarence.
It's not easy to recover, you know?

I look forward to the day when your sadness is mine and my happiness is yours...

Lost of words

....

if i could explain this, the world would be as simple as a sheet of paper..

好心没好报 (Good doesn't always beget good)

The female lead was driving her car away after dropping her husband off.
She spots a car which had an accident. She checks to see if the mother is ok.
Injured, the mother asks her to check on the mother's child.
She does so, injuring herself in the process.
Back at the hospital, the doctors recommend that she take a test suddenly.
She asked the doctors about what was wrong with her.
They told her that the person who was injured claims to have AIDS.
She may have it as well...

Sigh...

My Fair World

When we were young, we were taught that the world was round.
We were taught that the world is a fair one.
And that every single day was 24 hours.

We also learnt that the Earth went around the Sun.
Each orbit was 365 days and that made up a year.
We also learnt that a kiss from a prince could save a poisoned princess.

Now, we learn that the world is not round, it is fatter at the center due to it's spinning action.
Each day is actually 24 hours and 0.0002 seconds.
The world is never fair.

A year is 365 days 6 hours 9 minutes 9 seconds. It is not perfect.
Similar to everyone else in this unfair world.
In this real world, the poisoned princess dies.

We learnt about the perfect and fairytale world when we're young.
Now, we learn about the real world.
It's time we start giving up those fairytale dreams and live life in reality.

Sigh...

My Walled City

My city used to be one which was open and innocent.
It welcomed visitors everyday with open arms.
It trusted that the visitors would not steal nor harm the buildings in it.

That was the ideal.
But as the years went by, people exploited the openness of this city.

At first, its inhabitants were afraid, and they started to lock their doors at night.
Then, they started to keep guard dogs to protect their houses.

They citizens wanted to give the world a chance.
Since there were still law-abiding visitors who were pleasant.

But the number of people who hurt this city grew.
Day by day, week by week, this city was hurt.

Soon, walls started to appear.
Tall, dark, grey walls which blocked the city from the world.
Also to block the world from the city.

There was only one small door at the foot of these walls which allowed entrance and exiting.
Now, when there are visitors, they were scrutinized with every eye.

Paranoia grew in the hearts of everyone.

Why has this got to happen to this beautiful city of mine?
Can't it stay open?
No. Because it is afraid.
Afraid of what may happen, what may not happen, and what may never happen.

Fear has always been a strong driving force throughout history.
I fear that it will also be one that will hold my city back from development.

May a compromise be reached soon.

nothing today

sigh.. nothing much to say..

i just wanna say that.. thank u all for reading my blog now and then..

i guess it's just a way for me to feel that there's still someone out there who's at least bothered about my life...

thank you all...

If only wishes could be dreams and all my dreams would come true

It's 1:11am now.. Filled with ones.. My favourite number..

I'm tired. But I wish I'd sleep and never wake again. There's nothing to look forward to.

The projects, and everything else are killing me.

Let me sleep, and wake me up when you finally remember that I exist...

Will you?

Fear Factor?

Sometimes I wonder,
If it's cowardice or fear,
That holds me back and keeps me low,
Forcing me to take things slow.

Then I again, look around,
Nothing familiar I have found.
If there are as many trees as they say there are,
Why do they seem to be away, and so far?

But often I do chance upon,
Someone whom I've taken a fancy on.
Jumping onto a running train,
I let my heart to risk it once again.

I leap.
Come what may,
Even if there's dismay,
There's no turning back.

If a pool, filled with water,
Empties itself the moment you dive,
When you dive again, you'll falter,
Wondering hard if you'll survive.

That is what I now am feeling,
Trying hard not to be yielding,
I bring my life on both hands to your face,
Will you cast me aside, or will you lift those worthless hands of mine, and accept?

Never Giving Up

Forgive me, little flower, if I did not take good care of you.

Sometimes, I don't dare to water you too much.
For some of my other plants which I have watered too much, did not survive.
Forgive me if I give you too much water.
For I have watched many plants die and wilt before my eyes, not having enough water.

Often, I leave you there. For I know that too much tending to is not good.
Many plants began to yellow as they were over tended to.
Sometimes, I really want to take care of you for the whole day.
Because I have seen plants which have slowly faded away because I couldn't afford the time.

And, flower, when you are happy, please smile to me.
Light up my world with your sunshine smile.
But when you're sad,
Don't worry, the rain will not harm me much.

Little flower, since the first day I saw you, I knew that you will be very happy under my care.
I know that I'll be able to control the amount of water that I give,
And the amount of time that I tend to you,
For the perfect balance will result in a healthier and happier flower.

Little flower, I hope that you'll notice that I take better care of you than all the other flowers in this beautiful garden.

Isn't Love Puzzling?

Love is like a puzzle. For some, it's a 100-piece puzzle.
In which each person of each couple has 50 pieces, and the other has another 50 different pieces.

On the day that you meet, you place these pieces down, piece by piece.
Sometimes they join up, sometimes they don't.
If they don't, we can give in, and cut our pieces such that they fit.
But sometimes, the shape of the piece is so different that it is impossible to modify it to fit.

Once a couple has placed enough pieces onto the board, they start to get together, to do more together.
That is when more pieces are set down onto the board.
Bad points and faults are found. Good points and qualities are discovered.
Sometimes, there is enough to cut from those pieces which are too large to help to complete those pieces which are too small.
That is akin to using your qualities to make up for your faults.

But sometimes, the more pieces you place onto the board, the worse it looks.
That is when you know that the two of you are not compatible.
Your puzzle will get nowhere. It will forever be one that is incomplete and half-done.
Will you hold on, trying your best to finish the puzzle?
Or will you give up, pick up the pieces, keep them nicely, and look for another board?

The puzzle pieces are meaningless by themselves.
Even if you put all the fifty pieces together, they will make no sense at all.
You will forever be half and incomplete. Until the other half arrives.
That is why everyone is going on, looking for their one and only, never giving up.

If there comes a day where we forget how to love, that day is the day that we fail to live.

pause to think

sigh.. tired.. the projects are really killing.. i'm really looking forward to the hols.. sigh...

untimely amorousness

today has been boring.. especially in ISB. It was KILLING ME... seriously.. i mean.. omg.. who goes to optometry class early in the morning?? ok dun answer that question, it's a rhetorical one.. of course the ppl who do diploma in Optometry do.. but omg..

"Welcome to class...... This is the retina... above it is the sclera... then you have this layer inbetween.... endothelium... epithelium.... and that over there is the vitrous layer.. which is behind the crystalline lens which is in the cornea........"

!!!!!.... it's like hell on earth, twisting the very fabric of this space-time continuum... It was so terrible that NETF class felt like sweet music to my ears, of course I was totally distracted and didn't pay attention as well... I was totally distracted in WEBP of course, I can only recall that she taught about Typography, nothing else.. sigh.. and that frames html thingy.. i just hope that i can catch up by the exams.. oh of course i can, who am i kidding? haha.. egoistic me...

OOPG tutorial came after that, well it was a totally hilarious class, of course not w/o lame jokes from the bunch of us and of course our 'best friend' was not spared from the criticisms as well.. haha... oh well.. same usual day...

Tada.. the exception.. I had to go to... *drum rolls*... MACPHERSON.. OMFG HOLY CRAP...

The journey was like 119024124 hours long.. I was on the bus.. terribly afraid to miss the stop, and guess what, i did. ha. had to walk back about a hundred metres to reach the building. to do what? to exchange my SPOILT thumb drive.

guys, pls pls pls remember to "safely remove hardware" before you remove your little thumb from the stupid computer. or it will chew up ur damn data and everything will be corrupted. ah.. beautiful..

Nice of them, after making me wait for like 13590175 minutes, at least they changed my thumbdrive and gave me a full new set. Yay.

The moment i got it, i signed and i went off as fast as i could. One objective, TO GET HOME.

Wonderful. The bus loves to be late. I waited for like 184718972481724124 minutes before the bus came. It's all right.. On the way home I kinda fell asleep.. The last thing i rem'ed was sending a message about coffee to ps..

then i arrived at redhill. OMG.. first thing i did was to change and bathe.. TIRING!!!!!!!

lol.. i'm kinda crazy today...

Lyrics - 张韶涵 (Angela Chang) - 静不下来 (Can't keep quiet)

几乎全是垃圾信　来不及删
Nearly all are spam, can't delete them in time.
谁都比你更想给我看
Everyone else wants to show it to me as well.
如果爱情会退烧　变成习惯
If love will lose its fever, and become a habit,
那我们能怎么办
Then what will we be able to do?

世界静不下来　每个人昵称换了又换
The world can't keep quiet, everyone keeps changing who they care for.
男生太花　让女生不安
The guys are too flirtatious, letting the girls feel insecure.
游戏暂停回头是岸
If you end the game, you can repent and be saved.

暧昧静不下来　玩笑话到底算还不算
Ambiguously unable to keep quiet, are those jokes being serious?
看似简单　要分析太难
It looks simple, but it's too difficult to analyse.
每次我都像没谈过恋爱
Every time, it's like as if I have not been in love.

唉依唉牙唉...
Ai Yi Ai Ya Ai...

能够触动我　心弦的你
You, are the one who can touch my heart.
怎么确定适不适合我
How to decide if you are meant for me?
可是我好多问题　你的答案
But I have many questions, your answer,
相似到毛骨悚然
Is so similar that I'm absolutely terrified.

手机静不下来
My mobile phone can't keep quiet.
你的简讯我看了又看
Your messages I've seen and seen again.
甜蜜当然　却让我不安
They are sweet, of course, but it makes me feel insecure.
会不会就突然中断
Will it suddenly end?

心跳静不下来
My heartbeat can't keep quiet.
一想你我就乱又更乱
When I think of you I feel so messed up.
是个负担放弃又太难
It's a burden, but it's too difficult to let go.
告诉我胆小鬼怎么恋爱
Tell this coward here, who is me, how to love.

serene sunday

the moment i awoke, i felt this sense of serenity.
drawing apart the curtains, i felt the sun shining warmly on my face.
it seems like as if the sky was smiling at me.
the sun waved its hands at me, telling me that it's gonna be a beautiful day.

i turned and watched as the birds flew by,
they sang and chirped towards the heavens,
flying around, they seemed like they were celebrating.
they seemed like they were having a great time.

a bird flew to my window,
i asked it gently, "what is happening? why is everyone so cheery today?"
it looked at me with cheery eyes and smiled, then it flew away.
then in the air, a flock of birds joined it, to fly away together.

i do not understand why it seems so today.
but understanding is not a prerequisite to enjoying a beautiful day.

je suis fatiguée (i am tired)

i ate. and felt the food descending down my oesophagus slowly into my stomach.
it felt appeased, totally at ease, but i felt the same.

walking around, the wind blew through my hair.
i could feel it, the air was around my face, curving through each contour from a nose to a mouth.
somehow, a bit of that thing called a soul went back into me.

i was at a lost of words, as if the air in my lungs were non-existent.
no noise could be made lest my lungs collapse.
felt the world moving past me.

the world and i seemed to be out of sync.
the world is sometimes fast, too fast for me to handle.
i turn and what used to be a road is now a dead end.
i blind and what used to be a rock is now a path.

then it sometimes slows down, like a snail, crawling on its belly through a forest.
i wait for something, but it never happens,
things move around at a pace so slow that a tortoise would be a hare.
nevertheless, i struggle to keep in pace.

if there exists a god, please reveal yourself. for i am beginning to feel that the only god remaining, has left this world.

huit heures moins le quart du soir (7.45pm)

it was like energy wasn't restored into my body when i slept.
i felt like there was a gap where energy constantly escaped, flowing out like blood.
like blood from a wound.
i woke up lifeless.

i staggered, pushing my feet forward, like a zombie.
a lifeless and thoughtless zombie, so obscene and grotesque.
i needed not to rest, for rest had but no meaning for my mind.

i tried to sleep, but pushing my mind into the subconscious was just as futile as any other attempt.
i lay on my bed, looking at the ceiling, and spot an ant.
it tried hard to survive, then it touched the light and died.

i couldn't finish nor do anything,
opening a report on my computer screen,
i see a plethora of symbols. what are letters? commas? fullstops?
they have as much of a meaning as a dash or a dot to me.
my eyes were tired and weary, losing vision bit by bit.

trying to listen, i focused on my hearing.
a pin dropped, the sound which was captured was far from pure.
it sounded like it went through a thousand reverberations and a million wild distortions.
i felt like i was listening through a layer of water and a layer of liquid metal.

my hunger was immense. my stomach was screaming.
yet all i could feel was nothing. my lifeless mind could not listen to the sadness of my stomach.
it was as if i was numb. trying to eat was like trying to fly.
futile was each try.

i tried to try not to think, to put my thoughts in order first.
to put a million thought packets into order was not easy.
yet the moment i ordered the first thought, another million arrived.
there were so many that i couldn't handle. i gave up.

i sit here, in the dark.
loneliness is my best friend.
darkness is my best companion.
dejection is my new friend.

putting feelings into words is difficult, as what can words do but to only express a tiny miniscule fraction of the original emotion.

extraordinary

saturdays have always been boring.
but boredom is good. because it forces you to think.
forces you to utilize your time in a better way.

napped from 4 to 7. still tired? yes.
i feel like as if i'm on a tired curse.
i can't find the energy to do anything.

sigh

mixed feelings

I feel like I'm walking on a path, this path is that of life.
Of course, the easiest way to finish it is to walk straight on.
I know it's weird, but I like to take the side paths.
Those that branch out from the main path now and then.

Walking on one of these paths, I think I might have some problems.
Because the path looks weird. It looks like it's rocky, but it also looks like it's smooth.
The thing is that it is so difficult to differentiate.
Sigh, what am I to do?

If the path is smooth and it leads to another ending in this life, it would be great.
But often, what lies beyond the path is a dead end.
This is not the ideal situation. Because if it is a dead end, I would have to turn around.
Hold onto what's left in this life of mine, and walk back, hurt and scarred.

But if I turn back before I reach the end of this path, I will never know if it has a dead end or not.
Then, I will live through life thinking about this path which has been abandoned.
However, if I do not turn back, there may be a chance of pain and sorrow,
But on the other hand, there is always a chance that the path goes on forever.

I believe in trying. Always.

Drown Me In My Fantasy

Sometimes we daydream or fantasize,
Of something which may never happen.
We yearn and hope for them to be true,
But often they disappoint.

We happily move on to other fantasies,
None are real, we tell ourselves.
They are but conjured and imagined,
They are but made up.

But let me stay in this dream of mine,
Never wake me up.
I'd rather drown in this sea of happiness,
Of whom the creator is me.

I'll always prefer to stay,
In this fake but beautiful world if I may.
Nothing beats being yourself,
And having what's being had.

Maybe you might find me stupid,
You may attribute it to foolishness.
But I would rather spend a day delirious,
Than spend a hundred days sober.

Because I know that when I awake,
Hurt, pain, and sorrow will await.
But if I really do wake up,
I hope you make my dream a reality.

just drown me in my fantasy, don't bring me back to reality unless u're willing to make my fantasy real...

vivid memories

It's been awhile since I've blogged the events of the day, so, well, I guess just a little description about my day.

After the option briefing after school, I left for home. It was quite an OK journey. Reached home around 5.20pm. I put down my stuff, prepared my piano stuff, and used the computer for awhile. Then I left my house at 6.05pm for piano.

I then reached the MRT station at 6.10pm. As I walked to the station, a train leaves. Nice... By the time I got up to the platform, it was already around 6.15pm. The train then took 5 minutes to arrive.

It is 6.20pm. The train arrived. I boarded it and waited patiently. I counted the stops (tb, op, tp, rp, ch), five. 2.5 mins for above ground stations and 2 mins for underground ones. 10 minutes. That meant that I would arrive at City Hall at exactly 6.30pm. Then I would have to rush for my piano lesson.

Sure... Ideal situation. The train stopped here and there and everywhere else. In fact, it stopped so many times and so long that I reached City Hall at 6.40pm. Reached the piano lesson at 6.45pm... .......

Finished the lesson nicely at 7.30pm. Was already super super hungry. But I had to do this mock exam paper by the school. All right.. Finished it in half an hour, (supposed to be 1.5 hours), and I left. Went to Tiong bahru plaza to eat, alone.

Interesting thing was, on the train, I saw this girl using her hp. Then, all her messages were from someone called "idiot." I wondered why. So I took a look. Of course, after she read some messages, I learnt that a few days ago it was her 21st birthday. And that her bf broke up with her recently, and has since became "idiot" on her phonebook. Some of the older messages were even sweet love notes from her bf to her. She looked kinda sad. She was deleting the messages one by one. Ha, ding dong, Tiong bahru. Then I left the train.

I ate at the Kopitiam foodcourt. Ahh.. I have to recommend that stall, "Pots And Pans." Their hotplate and soup sets are very nice. I bought a black pepper chicken set. Yum yum.

After eating, I walked home from TBP, I always do that. Although it's a long 10-15 mins walk, I kinda enjoy it as I can do some thinking as I walk back.

Bumped into my mum at the void deck, she told me she was waiting for my bro to meet her to go eat. Oh alright, so I came home. And now I'm here typing.

Gonna bathe and den do WEBP now. Tas.

Lyrics - Guang Liang, Michael - Tong Hua (Fairy Tale)

忘了有多久 再没听到你对我说你最爱的故事
I have forgotten how long have you not told me about your favourite story
我想了很久 我开始慌了 是不是我又做错了什么
I thought for long, and began to feel anxious, was it something which I did wrong?
你哭著对我说 童话里都是骗人的 我不可能是你的王子
You cried and told me, fairy tales are lies, it's impossible that I'm your prince.
也许你不会懂 从你说爱我以后 我的天空 星星都亮了
Maybe you won't know, but from that moment when you told me you loved me, even the stars in my sky felt happy.


我愿变成童话里 你爱的那个天使 张开双手变成翅膀守护你
I am willing to become, the angel in the fairy tales, to open up both my hands to become wings to protect you.
你要相信 相信我们会像童话故事里 幸福和快乐是结局
You must believe, believe that we will be like in the fairy tales, fortune and happiness are what we'll have.


你哭著对我说 童话里都是骗人的 我不可能是你的王子
You cried and told me, fairy tales are lies, it's impossible that I'm your prince.
也许你不会懂 从你说爱我以后 我的天空 星星都亮了
Maybe you won't know, but from that moment when you told me you loved me, even the stars in my sky felt happy.


我愿变成童话里 你爱的那个天使 张开双手变成翅膀守护你
I am willing to become, the angel in the fairy tales, to open up both my hands to become wings to protect you.
你要相信 相信我们会像童话故事里 幸福和快乐是结局
You must believe, believe that we will be like in the fairy tales, fortune and happiness are what we'll have.
我要变成童话里 你爱的那个天使 张开双手变成翅膀守护你
I want to become, the angel in the fairy tales, to open up both my hands to become wings to protect you.
你要相信 相信我们会像童话故事里 幸福和快乐是结局
You must believe, believe that we will be like in the fairy tales, fortune and happiness are what we'll have.
我会变成童话里 你爱的那个天使 张开双手变成翅膀守护你
I will become, the angel in the fairy tales, to open up both my hands to become wings to protect you.
你要相信 相信我们会像童话故事里 幸福和快乐是结局
You must believe, believe that we will be like in the fairy tales, fortune and happiness are what we'll have.


一起写我们的结局
To write our ending together.

foggy morning

:D. Feels great today morning. I wonder how my day is gonna be. haha.. The fog outside my window looks quite pretty.