The story goes this way:

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We are all so alike yet we are totally different.
人生苦短何必念念不忘

Thursday, 24 May 2012

我们都没说那遥远的曾经

你听过别人对你说的最残忍的话是什么?
还记得吗?

我想跟你说,那都过去了。

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the sun is glowing, the birds are flying
its you that I've been missing,
stay strong and keep singing.

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昨天凌晨3点爬起来啃笔记
最后一天的模拟考,最后一天看见我最怕导师
心神不宁的根本没睡好,辗转难眠之余还有忐忑不安

考完了模拟考,急冲冲的逃离案发现场

走进好久不见的图书馆
看着曾经的我和我的朋友
突然好感慨

事关当天下午我就要去和曾经的好同学趴趴走
曾经的好同学,好车友,好食友,好八卦友
认识了4年,却到了第3年才有交集

然后她要工作了

人生就是这样,不知道谁会来,谁会走
更不知道谁会来了从此就不再走

我的朋友不多,甚至说很少也不为过
所以我异常珍惜

熟络的朋友都晓得我的“因为怕尴尬所以我快闪”病
有的人笑我,有的人其实和我没什么两样
所以我的朋友中常常有人跟我一样,即,没什么朋友
然后一个人过得乐呵呵

而我的朋友,那些标榜聊得来而且是我不会尴尬的
通常就是我不知道在什么情况下交来的
亲菇是中四的时候没有选择下的同桌
阿美是中四升中五时少数的熟人
现在很好的同班同学是当初逃离错误的朋友时误打误撞上的分离舱
昨天见面的好食友是曾经的学姐进化而成的同学






我真没啥朋友了

呵。

人一辈子就是一直的在不期而遇

回到图书馆吧
曾经,图书馆是我们很爱打屁厮混的地方
因为安静,因为冷气强大,因为有报纸
还住宿舍的时候,我放学后从来不急着回宿舍
反而会很从容的到图书馆去翻报纸
偶尔会和等巴士时间的朋友哈啦抬杠

谈同学之间的流言蜚语
谈导师之间的喋血凶情
谈食物之间的你侬我侬

在不知不觉间,时间像沙一样穿过我的指缝
掉在宽广的沙滩,海水不停拍打,海浪放肆的交错
而我的这些回忆,掉在沙地上,融入我那些曾经若有似无的回忆
看着那么广阔的沙滩,有如看着自己的过去
那么多,那么相似重叠,却那么的模糊不清

走在同样的街道,已然听不见熟悉的交谈
只剩下稀薄的熟悉躲在柱子后头,随时吓我一跳
我走到图书馆里,熟练的拿着报纸
却没有人拿着手机跟我有一搭没一搭的聊天

突然警觉我原来自己一个人那么久了

自从不再和同学们出去吃午餐,我已经习惯了一个人的泡泡
似乎,我正在慢慢的疏远我的同学

跟好食友一起去观摩了她上班的地方
感慨自己身边的人忙着走入社会大门
我去还在原地画圈圈

每一个睡不着的夜晚,我看着规律的电风扇
它一直转着,转着,看着它转,我会想很多事
偶尔我幻想只要我一睡着电风扇就会累得垂下肩骂我混蛋
偶尔我想到我曾经的一些快乐时光,想到某些人,某些事

我亲爱的朋友们啊,你们好吗?

这样的情绪,好像来一首五月天的突然好想你
但却不自觉地点了薛凯琪方大同的复刻回忆



亲爱的朋友们,不管你是在外地读书,还是离我很近,还是我们有八百年没见,又或者我们已经失去联络,我都真心的与你共勉之:

你还好吗,好久不见,又来这里,这个老店  --复刻回忆,薛凯琪方大同

走掉的人,珍重。
还在的人,谢谢。

生活不会让我们在同样的地方打转
但我已经清楚明白,一个人的去留不取决于他的环境
在于他自己

在远方孤军奋战的亲菇,加油
在他乡已然找不到自己的亲菇,加油
即将走入社会大学的好食友,加油
和我一样等在考试门外的同学,加油


加油!

给自己,也给你们。
因为每个人永远都缺,一句加油。

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Tuesday, 22 May 2012

突然好想你,有感。

怎么好像永远不能冷静的听五月天的歌
也许是心里头太多的无法释怀
也许是记忆里太多的难以忘怀

我一直在等,等有一天我可以坦然的听完五月天
而不是每每都要pause下来收拾溃堤的情绪

人家说初老症状有一条是“越近的事越容易忘记,越久的反而越记得清楚”

会不会是因为,最美好的岁月都花在好久以前了呢?
有时候,我宁愿被困在一个时光里头
每天面对纪律老师和烦躁的课业
至少那时候,大家都还在



突然好想你,有感。

Sunday, 20 May 2012

Om

as tough as life may seem, its towards the end of may
tomorrow would be the start of my mock exam

turning back to February, i was still excited for the intensive class
slowly the excitement turned into stress and lost

now its almost the end of everything

I would say I'm still the same person who started this blog
that one same person who only want to be contented and happy for her life

Many people will point on your nose saying you shouldnt this, you coudnt that
well, im me. unless you've live a day of life as me, or your argument will always be invalid

don't go round judging people. they don't like it. you won't like it.


Jai Guru Dev. Om
Nothing's gonna change my world.

Acceptance is just a click away!

i needed to be reminded of something
so i went to an old movie

this one:
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i once watched it on saturday-mosquitoes night at my dad's
it stuck in my head since then

it taught me an important value that,
education is something that everyone shares a common belief of wanting to be a better person of themselves

somehow, i think school should be like South Harmon Institute of Technology

learn what you want, free your curiosity, dive into exploration!
go wild! don't hold back!

get a pen, a paper, start dreaming.
its not and should not be a tough question of what you want!

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you see, im kinda have graduated from the college
just im taking tuition classes in the same college
in short, i've graduated, but clearly that's not enough, so im taking extras

time like this, the school and those employer will kinda work on a mutual aim
the school wanna sell its students, the employer wanna buy some students
smell a deal? not quite yet.

like every transaction, buyer always have certain requirements
in this case, it goes by the form of cgpa.

with me whining, you should know where i stand.
an average cgpa.

everyone around me, parents, grandparents, cousins, niece and nephews, neighbors, weird relatives, relatives, teachers, relatives' relatives

EVERYONE!!!!

they keep on creating a fear and making sure it last in you
a fear that says:
OWH?! YOU DONT HAVE GOOD RESULT?! let me tell you what it is implying.
first, you gonna have a shameful life where everyone will be questioning the reason you flunk your studies.
second, you will be a joke among your friends when you get to age of 30 or 40.
third, you're gonna die a drunkard or a drug addict in the ghetto with 5 babies and a wife with cancer if she had not already been an drug addict
forth, you will be humiliated whenever you go and all you can do is whine in a cheap, dark, smelly bar


but is it really that way?
no one cares.

so these employers company, comes into my school, over and over again
like they are so short of employees, promoting their own firm

from all those people promoting, i can't tell true enjoyment
a real workplace should be somewhere full with passions and enthusiasm
none of those people showed that to me

well again, im not shortlisted in the "top student" list
i stood aside, the area of "average students"
people whom you dont have to look for, average people are everywhere


I was never ashamed of my results. never.
its not the best, but hey, throughout four years of studies,
i learnt more than just being an accounting student

i am now good at providing my own opinion
i am now good at being on time
i am now good at designing my own schedule
i am now good at reading people's emotion and sometimes hidden thoughts

though these achievements may seem unrelated to my pay cheque,
but can't i just be happy, and seriously, i think i've become a better person
is that not enough?


in the movie, there is this one guy on the orientation
he says,
"When I got accepted here, it was the first time my parents ever said they are proud of me"

Parents assumingly thought that they only need good results from us
every parents raise their kids hoping they raised the bill gate 2.0, second warren buffet 2.0, or even Albert Einstein 2.0.... which is where the problem lies exactly!

we are not the "2.0" of someone else, we are not supposed to be shadowing other's achievements
we're in fact bound to strike for our own glory

we are who we are, we can't live upon someone else's life because we are all unique

like B said, i'm glad im not one of those Harmons
I am damn proud to be who i am. its too bad that everyone around me seem to judge me the way i looked, no one cares whats underneath my skin nowadays huh? i know im not a wasted kid, i know. looking at those old things in random corners of my rooms reminded me bout what i have been through. i do walked that path. i did not take a short cut. every wound i have on me, it used to bleed and i've bear with the pain. now i stand as a stronger person, knowing what i really want and who i really am

really, this is all that's gonna matters.

i believe in me.
life will throw me challenges
but it took me years of lost to finally settle down and be happy of who i really am
its impossible that i throw this away for a handsome pay cheque.

the truth is that, happy people are not rich.
they are just happy. maybe contented or so, but mostly, happy.

the sky is blue, the grasses are green, i'm alive, all bright smiling.

nothing's gonna change my world
nothing's gonna change my world
nothing's gonna change my world
nothing's gonna change my world
nothing's gonna change my world
nothing's gonna change my world
nothing's gonna change my world
nothing's gonna change my world
-- Across the universe, The Beatles

Om.

Friday, 18 May 2012

Jai guru deva om

a friend shared some terrible interview experience
and we hold the same certificate

i thought of travelling for a bit before diving into working life
then some random voice beside me asked me not to
"you're gonna be wasting time and will be thrown behind by your friends"

well, i think people got way too over in comparing
everyone wants to be seen better off
everyone wants to be the best

but there's only one who'd be crown the best
and its a position of death
once you're up there, everyone wants to kick you down

i'm not particularly interested
i wanna be someone,
who wakes up in the morning,
cant wait to cook the breakfast to kick start the day

and i wanna be the someone,
who return at night feeling exhausted
cant wait to tell people what she has done

in short, i wanna enjoy my life.

enjoy as in liking what i do
not spa, shopping, hi-tea and all

sometimes i wonder, which is better?
to own the best materialistic stuffs
or just simply a happy reflection in the mirror?

Life got us into place where we value people based on the monetary value
but there are more in people that we are supposed to seek

when we were talking work,
i used to say i wanna work in a happy company
some place where everyone is happy

its impossible they say.

looking at those employer coming to our school again and again
i dont like it when they actually set out for us the career plan

because none of their career plan include happiness

it only says how much you can earn 10 years from now
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
..
and that wasnt what i'm looking for.


why earn like a billionaire when you're not happy?
we all picture how happy we could have been if we are bill gates,
but i already feel happy being just myself

i dont see why or how should i change.


there's a lot of times in my life that i feel miserable, or lost, or simply stuck
i'd whisper songs into my head, trying to calm every cell in me down

this time, im whispering this: Across the universe, The Beatles.


nothing's gonna change my world
nothing's gonna change my world
nothing's gonna change my world
nothing's gonna change my world
nothing's gonna change my world
nothing's gonna change my world
nothing's gonna change my world
nothing's gonna change my world




Monday, 14 May 2012

在日出之前

开始听韦礼安
默默的觉得自己的人生似乎还没开花就开始枯死了

有一天,你走终于走到了自己反复叨念的“等我长大做工赚钱”
终于是自己一个人扛自己的生活
终于一个人来来回回在每一天的起起落落
一个人吃早餐,想午餐,煮晚餐

而你发现,那个时候的你,还是过得勉勉强强
赚到的钱凑合着过着生存以上生活以下的日子
看不到出口  看不到终点

那些你发毒誓非得要做的事情
变得像青春期的日记本一样让人发笑

感觉如何?


复杂。很复杂。
纠结。很纠结。

如果你无法安然的一个人,
那你不是不寂寞,你是还没有遇到
人总会走到剩下自己孑然一身的时候



每一個故事 都有一個名字
用他的樣子遊走在 這城市 的位置

就像一個棋子
每一個名字 都有一個故事
用他的方式去詮釋 去解釋 或放肆
讓故事每字每句 連結成了詩
最奇怪的是 
這一個故事結局不是最重要的事
--故事,韦礼安

Friday, 11 May 2012

新背景,转机.

对啦,背景很幼稚
可是那个时候的我很快乐啊

照片是去年生日照的
那时候的生日是学期假
没有朋友在身边的我决定一个人开车去浪荡
带着海绵宝和派大星
我先回到空空荡荡的宿舍拿东西
然后跑到宿舍附近的悬崖晒中午的大太阳
然后就是很喜欢的那家fruuze
在那里拍了好多照片,都是海绵宝和派大星还有我
我们三个人,快乐的合照
然后就是海边,再到家里附近的游乐场

呃呵 穷极无聊的人,你伤不起

我看了the lady。
刚要入场的时候,身后的一个老年外国妇人问我是不是看the lady
然后她跟我抱怨说戏院员工态度很差,连问题都不听就急着回答
顺便提一下电影,她说是朋友推荐的,说非看不可
我说我本来就很期待,看前导的时候就很期待
电影结束后,她眼眶湿湿的问我觉得怎样
开玩笑,当然是赞啊!
我们聊了一下自己最倍受感动的地方
然后,她突然杀出一句,“我见过昂山舒吉的丈夫,真人,在英国大使馆”
她还说,“他真人好看很多,比较年轻!”

我突然觉得这真的是一种缘分
一种似乎没有意义却余音绕梁的缘分
我们一路聊到厕所,然后分道扬镳
她说她要去办到泰国的签证,我说我要去买礼物

她,应该是我一辈子都不会再见到的人了吧
看,生活多么奇妙

跟陌生人聊天会有莫大的安全感
因为你很可能不必对你所说过的负责
反正就是讲一讲,大家拍拍屁股走人,谁也没有留下什么
顶多,是一段淡淡的回忆
偶尔抬头看看天空,甚至不会想起什么

但其实the lady这部戏真的很好
一开始讲明了是以爱情为切入点
所以我并没有期待真实的纪录片
我最喜欢这部戏在于,
我觉得整个制作组都很认真地去筹备
你的用心,别人都看得见
你不需要去解释哪里你下了哪些功夫
电影的细腻度和故事点的衔接都是很重要的,
最能体现制作组的用心的地方

好的电影不是一个方程式
而是一堆元素的层层叠叠相互纠缠
就像做饭,好的电影需要有好的素材,和懂得尊重素材的厨师

我看电视访问中的杨紫琼,我突然好像变成那样的人
满足,并且能够放下身段去完成
清楚自己在做什么,并能够全神贯注地完成
愿意花时间做自己认为对的事情
认真的生活着并且自己挖掘属于自己的野生幸福

我想要,变成这样的人。
幸福快乐不是一种可以被基因改造在送到工厂大型生产的东西
它是你后院的一小截红萝卜
需要你每天灌溉,时机成熟它就会弹出头来跟你道谢
吃过自己中的蔬菜吗?
如果你吃过,你会发现那些菜好像自己的老朋友,里面满满的都是回忆

好了我不说了
the lady我想统一的写一篇文
因为这部戏是我的铁达尼号
它沉没在我的心底,怎样拿不出来
偶尔我会潜入海底去看看他的残骸
回忆它风光之时曾经于我的每一个意义

祝你,快乐
现在,就拿起铲子到你的后院挖挖看有什么家种幸福吗?







Tuesday, 1 May 2012

get that attitude right

hey. its me again.
how's life? anything in particular you'd like to talk about?

i hopped out of studies and tv series, thinking i should at least keep my blog posted.
like, i dont wanna turn back years later and have a blank page of memory
basically thats why im keeping my blog

im juggling studies and tv series currently
its again the 3 acca papers for studies
and OnceUponATime & How I met your mother for tv series

i used to excel in this kind of juggling.
you know, studies, tv series, and movies too.

people around me never stop whining about how hard this acca is
yea. like i need to be reminded of. i mean, im in it, of course i know the toughness.
but just, do i really need to be reminded daily?

sometimes, as im driving home from college,
i look out to the sky and wonder what a hell im in?
i dont feel happy at all.
like, yeah, classmates are still classmates
but we barely talk like how we used to
its always me on twitter, and them sometimes replying me on twitter

sometimes, i'd whatsapp with lin
we'd talk bout everything, and it'd feel like we're classmates again
there was once that we actually chat so well that i almost burst out and cry
when she says, "its like we are what we used to be during high school"

we used to have meaningless chats in class back then
bout celebrities, bout movies, bout dramas, bout families, bout schoolmates....and all
dont get me wrong, we still are,
but just, we dont really get luck in social-ing
we find it hard to stay naturally approach-able around strangers
guess we're just too shy for everything,
or, could be that we've been hurt so bad by being an easy new friend
yea, when you get hurt, you learn a lesson. an UNFORGETTABLE lesson.

we mostly chat around noon time. some times late afternoon too.
late afternoon and evening would be morning, EARLY morning to joc
again, there was once she is actually lying on the bed and decided to skip her class
i was on my way home from college,
and i guess lin should be rotting in the hostel, perhaps doing her endless assignments

i agree with the technology ruin romance thing, but you gotta admit,
technology did bring people closer before they ruin the romance

i miss them. i mean my friends.

most of the times, i sat in the classroom feeling darn lonely
sitting there, all focus on the phone, doing live tweets of the class
ignoring some really annoying classmates
and feeling the unwanted stress.

one day, the lecturer approached me
she asked me politely, nicely, "kahinn, do you have anything to ask?"

well, lets just say i was shocked and went all uneasy
as if i should be asking something yet i didnt
like, there's a huge part of wrong in you yet you didnt realize.
thats kinda creepy okay

ever since high school, or maybe ever since i was a student (even kindergarten level)
i wasnt a good student kind of ....student
im the typical kind where teachers will gain ZERO job satisfaction over me
i guess my primary school teachers hated me
seriously, my primary school memory were dark ones, dark days, dark times. DARK.
i had low self-esteem, and yes, i tried fitting myself into the students the teacher expected
but then, my personality was out to win, (still is)
so i decided stick to who i really am and let the others do the hating

I think i got humiliated pretty badly back at primary school
i was fat, ugly, pimples-faced, normal
and oh yeah, i have a very strong stand which is to not participate in any dance activity
that was because i had a really bad experience during kindergarten's graduation
we had to dance in swimming suits with and umbrella and a lace coat or something
its stupid, and i was fat. the teacher kinda nailed me for that
which leads me to the phobia of dance, and to be in front of public
FUCK YOU TEACHERS

since then, i could be all too shy for everything
but i never have problem raising hand, saying im not doing dance

actually, back at primary 1, the teacher did mention something bout fat students might have problem with the dancing suit, but she will work the best to solve it and all

i raised my hand after that, saying, NO.
(actually i was mentally saying, NO YOU BITCH, GO DO YOUR HONEY BOO BOO DANCE, IMMA ROCKER, I DONT DO THOSE FUNNY BARBIE DANCE)

as fas as my memory gets me, the teacher even told my dad bout me saying no
EXPECTING my dad to persuade me into a yes
DUH, you have no idea who you are messing with, bitches.
when i say no, its a no. you dont change my mind.
guess that when my seed of rebellion starts to grow huh?

so that every year, i'd stay aside from those happy dancing girls
and the teacher kinda isolated me since then

i remembered there was once i was rank 4 in the class based on the final exam
and guess how the teacher decided to issue the report cards
like tradition, she went according to the ranking
BUT, she added a "preface" or "foreword" before the issue
she said this:
"So we have a special year this time. apparently, the difference between the rankings are very huge this time. Difference as in the total cgpa of the rankings. no.1 is kinda close with no.2. so no 1 is (someone i forgot), and no.2 is (someone i forgot). well done to them! now applause!!!! so no.3 wasnt really far from no.2 also, well done again. (damn it i dont remember a name, from no.1 to no.3. ya happy?!) applause! so no.4. No.4 is way far from no.3's cgpa. very far, and i bet no one would ever expect this person to come this top. guess who is it?! well, its leekahinn. i really didnt expect you to come this top though."

i was....i dont know, maybe 10?
she did this to me when i was that young
i walked up to her, feeling deeply humiliated
took my report card, and swear to myself, she is a fuckin bitch and i will get my revenge

no. after all these years, i never got my revenge.
now that i mention it, i think i'd really work on my future
in few years time, i will go back to the school
look her straight into the eyes and say,
FUCK YOU BITCH!

ask me in person or any way you could
i hated my primary school

OH, off topic! sorry, couldnt help, too much of the hatred.

so, i supposed you see i want really a student with the right attitude huh?
seriously, i have hell lotsa stories back then which kind imply i wasnt a good student
too much to be told, couldnt decide, and they aint something i'd like to brag about
so maybe next time.

where was i? oh ya, study attitude

my study attitude was bad throughout my study life, UNTIL NOW

i couldnt pay attention in class for more than 5 minutes..mostly 3 actually
and no matter how easy a question from the teacher is, i can never answer
like, even when the lecturer is asking "2+2 equals to what?"
i cant answer that, i just cant. i will be mentally freaking out yelling these:
"TWO?WHAT TWO?WHY TWO PLUS TWO?TWO?PLUS?WHAT? WHICH CHAPTER IS THIS? I KINDA HEARD OF IT BUT I HAVE NO IDEA! MY GOODNESS! TWO PLUS TWO, DID SHE SAY TWO PLUS TWO?OMG SHE WAS LOOKING AT ME, OMG SHE IS GONNA CALL MY NAME! WHATS THE ANSWER?! WHAT!!!! OH NO WAIT, WHATS THE QUESTION?HOW THE HELL AM I GONNA ANSWER THAT WHEN I DONT EVEN KNOW THE QUESTION?"

now and then, never answered a question confidently in class.
NEVER.

and i never ask lecturer questions
i still couldnt figure out where my classmates get all these questions
but to me, the book itself never troubles me
im cool with reading what was written, and never doubt it
guess im a believer then....*teehee

maybe, thats why my lecturer is sick of me
i mean, what can i expect?
i cant answer her question, i never approach with any problem encountered in between her notes
im like, not existing in the class at all

i think she is worried.
LOL.

im sorry ms. low, that's just the way i am.
my best study companion is google, he is really a helpful friend.

and my lecturer finished her concern with this,
"do you have any question? or you'd figure it out yourself?"

i may have question, but google is powerful.

i truly appreciate her concern (i mean the lecturer)
i admit my attitude sucks.
she is a good lecturer. i wish her all the best.
WAY MUCH BETTER THAN THOSE TEACHERS IN PRIMARY

for all due respect to my primary teachers,
i'd like to salute them with a rigidly standing middle finger.

"i hate you primary teachers, karma's gonna get you"




nuff said.
night.

dream big. dream happy.

Sunday, 22 April 2012

那一年的蓝天,狗一样的岁月


这些人那些人,陈升

他們說你已經離開這城市
也不再屬於那城市
他們說你已經離開這些人
就不再屬於那些人
終於我們都尋找到自己
終於
我們都尋找到自己
啦啦啦


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寻找自己。寻找自己。
Dr. Dylan离职前最后的访谈说的那段话,总是在我的脑袋里打转。什么是摇滚,什么是每个人挂在嘴边的rock and roll?没有人答得比他好。提倡了摇滚数十载的一个老dj,离职前娓娓道出他多年的信念,如果是几年后,我还能记得现在的我,未来的当初,我会被自己感动不已。

时至今日,依然有人会问我什么是摇滚精神。这个问题,我回答了三十几年。回想起来,来来去去还是那几句并不难难说的话。独立精神、抗拒建制、自由、爱、勇往直前。其实何止摇滚乐,我们做人不是应该就是这个样子吗?

做人,不就是这个样子吗?
坐在课室里,我身边尽是临考的压力和光阴的飞逝。我一直坚持的原则是,书要念,生活还是要过。我们要学会在每一样人生的任务之中找到平衡。我想要证明的,不是人有无限的潜能。我想要证明的,是这个世界上并没有所谓冲突的两件事,你想要一边吃饭一边杀人基本上还是有很大的可行性。

我真的厌倦了老师每天施加的压力,我不需要压力。我自己清楚我要的是什么,我有我自己的方法去得到。我真的不要那样寒窗苦读,凿壁偷光。每个人对每个人的人生有不一样的期许,我想要的,是快乐。我并不觉得,穿的很专业,赚得很专业,长得很专业,就是我要的快乐。我的快乐可以很廉价,廉价的随处可得。可能是雨后的淡淡彩虹,可能是清晨陌生人的微笑,可能是小贩中心安静的一个角落,更可能只是一个角度刚好的阳光折射。这么样廉价,所以随处可得,所以人容易快乐。如果你善于观察你身边的小故事,你会意外收割到很多的野生幸福。就象攀在斑驳墙壁上的藤蔓,远着看是那么的缠绕不堪毫无规章,可就近看,你会看见盘根错节的藤蔓彼此羁绊,彼此依靠,甚至于,造就了老墙壁独有的沧桑。

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今天我,坐在青春的后节车厢,静静看着那些刚刚上车的后人。当初,我也和他们一样大声喧哗的大步往前,觉得自己有的是时间挑自己的位置,所以摆姿态摆高了就往前去。一直到这所谓青春列车的最后一节车厢,才发现,再长的火车都有所谓的最后一节车厢。我猛地回头,一切为时已晚,新的乘客已经挤满走道,我出不去了。错过的,硬生生错过了。我狼狈的把自己任意的塞在一个空的位置上,在最后一节的车厢。身边是一个沉默的老先生,他给我一个过来人的眼神,示意我看向窗外飞快而过的景观。一老,一少,我们彼此看着窗外。他手里有一张车票,没有验票员钉过得孔,呵,青春的列车需要什么验票员?没有人会逗留过站,因为青春的列车只载人,不放人。我们就这样困在青春的列车,一切就如窗外的景物那般快速前进,每个多久,我们醒在一张稍微熟悉的床上,机械性的连贯动作。某个瞬间,我们还会记起那青春列车上的故事,但这样的时候将会越来越少。我们越来越专注在办公桌上,把所有非工作的思绪耸耸肩,抛掉。

久而久之,我们忘了那个霸道的列车。忘了,我们下错站了。就这样,似乎顺其自然,但其实另有隐情的,投入生活。把过去当成一场梦,把未来当作办公桌,不停的消耗我们的当下。

狗脸的岁月啊!属于我们的梦都要飞翔。看是你抓紧它一起飞,还是它轻振双翅,飞离你。

不是艺术家摇滚乐团当总统征服宇宙才叫梦想
只要是你闭上眼睛,所能想到的微笑,那都是梦想

这么致力于保护自己的梦想的我,却还是胆怯的在这里一再发表宣言,就怕自己会忘记,会忽略。我不要变成自己鄙视的大人。所以,我一直重复性的告诉自己,在每一个心灰意冷的角落,在每一个看不到前方的大雾,我都这样告诉自己。

我拙劣的唱着陈升的“狗脸的岁月”,一路往夕阳落下的方向走去。夕阳拉长了我的影子,长长的,链接着我的当下和我的过去。我不知道我的未来在哪里,但没关系的,我不也这样走过来了吗?生命会自己找到出口,答案是比问题还要提早存在的。也许,我只需要再多一点点的耐性,还有缘分。

“狗脸的岁月啊~ 没有人可以停止成长~单纯的阿呆心里很不明白~ 年轻的身躯为何要有这么大的梦想~ 狗脸的岁月啊~ 属于我们的梦都要飞翔~ 我只想要回老家~ 去看我的爹娘~ 你的virgin island在哪里~ 闪亮的天空为什么蓝得叫人心疼~ 他说他要去一个地方 ~ 会赚很多钱~ 不然就永远不回来~ 啦啦啦~~~~”

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如果你信我,去听听陈升的歌。
他给我随意的感觉,就像生活那样随意,
也像卢广仲。

好像什么都好,但其实内里的伤,你看不到。


Wednesday, 18 April 2012

生活总是充满了那么多的未知数


生活总是充满了那么多的未知数

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每天放学后我在车子里数着日子,
跟着长长的车龙慢游到家门口。
像只鱼,很沉默,也不需要多说些什么

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这星期接连的和亲菇一起外出,那么的频繁,差点就忘了我们不再是昔日那般孖公仔的同窗了。一起吃东西,一起看电视发表演艺评论,一起瞎聊到睡着,一起在图书馆做功课,一起迷路,一起狼狈的吃晚餐。

如果真的可以,我们真的希望,有可以从中学直升的大学。要真是那个样子,我们应该还是那么幼稚的快乐着过着浑浑噩噩的日子,廉价却无比幸福的挥霍着青春

当我变成长长的车龙里一个机械式的存在,等着下一个绿灯,等着下一轮车辆流动,我会常常看着遥远的地平线发呆。与我天各一方的人那么多,即使科技再发达,我还是无法兑现无时无刻的陪伴,我还是无法在需要我的人彻底崩溃的时候给他来个强劲的拥抱,不论它是在哪一个寒冷的国度我都无法实在传递我的温暖,只能冀望简讯里头冷冰冰的字眼足以引发每个人内心的温暖自我解馋。

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当我跟亲菇说起我真心的执着,我得到的是一份理解
当亲菇跟我说她的读书态度似乎备受抨击,我说我也是
我们一起说着我们的满腔不满与委屈甚至是不甘心,不需要彼此鼓励,因为彼此知道彼此都有坚持下去的能力和勇气,我们需要的很多时候不是开导和方向,我们只是需要发泄。把垃圾情绪完全挥发,我们就可以再次清空,甩甩头发大步的往下一次见面走去,即使那个背影是那么孤单,即使那眼里尽是翻滚的眼泪。

有时候,我也收到来自阿美的迷茫。她常常很迷惑,觉得似乎自己一直在不停的打转,然后自己就极尽所能的在那样的圈圈里让自己快乐,让自己一步一步地发现生活。

即使,作为好朋友的我们离得那么远,遇到的问题和困惑还是那么相像。也许是我们的个性使然?但我们彼此的个性却也不见得相像。可能,是我们的态度吧。我们曾经以那样的态度快乐逍遥了2年的中学,并且都喜欢一样的写意人生。也因为这样,同样的态度,引发同样的疑惑。我们永远都在问的问题是,为什么要这么执着呢?在我们开来,很多事情的坚持其实是不必要的吧?为什么我们不能就心安理得的以自己的兴趣过日子,并安心立命的处在一个比上不足比下有余的灰色地带?为什么,我们非得那么拼命,非得那么用力的牺牲所有我们的珍爱?

我从来不曾为自己的烂成绩而有所自卑,因为我总是坚信上学的日子不应该只是读书。增长知识还包括了待人处事的道理。我始终认为,很多老师鼓吹的,说我们作为学生应该摒弃一切娱乐专心念书,待改日出人头地之日才来享受也不迟。我觉得这个错了。

人生短短几十年,你甘心就这样把十几年的时间完全涂上黑白的枯燥乏味吗?也许若干年后你会做在金字塔顶端享用着最高品位的生活,可你心里一定有那么一道若有似无的遗憾。因为你不知道什么是青春期的叛逆。

其实叛逆,是寻找自我的第一步。叛逆,因为你不想做一个接受命令的机械人,从这里,可以触发你去思考究竟你要的是什么。

“究竟你要的是什么?”
这么简单的一个问句,很多人,真的很多人,是答不上来的。

也许因为他们不曾去思考,
也许他们从来就是被淹没在人群里不需要过分彰显自我的得过且过着

 


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