It's times like this that I really want to come home to somebody - anybody.

五月天-如烟

我坐在床前
望着窗外回忆满天
生命是华丽错觉
时间是贼偷走一切

七岁的那一年
抓住那只蝉
以为能抓住夏天
十七岁的那年
吻过他的脸
就以为和他能永远

有没有那麽一种永远
永远不改变
拥抱过的美丽
都再也不破碎
让险峻岁月不能
在脸上撒野
让生离和死别都遥远
有谁能听见

我坐在床前
转过头看谁在沉睡
那一张苍老的脸
好像是我紧闭双眼
曾经是爱我的
和我深爱的
都围绕在我身边
带不走的那些
遗憾和眷恋
就化成最后一滴眼泪

有没有那麽一滴眼泪
能洗掉后悔
化成大雨降落在
回不去的街
再给我一次机会
将故事改写
还欠了他一生的
一句抱歉

有没有那麽一个世界
永远不天黑
星星太阳万物都
听我的指挥
月亮不忙着圆缺
春天不走远
树梢紧紧拥抱着树叶
有谁能听见

耳际眼前此生重演
是我来自漆黑
而又回归漆黑
人间瞬间天地之间
下次我又是谁

有没有那麽一朵玫瑰
永远不凋谢
永远骄傲和完美
永远不妥协
为何人生最后会像
一张纸屑
还不如一片花瓣
曾经鲜艳

有没有那麽一张书签
停止那一天
最单纯的笑脸和
最美那一年
书包里面装满了
蛋糕和汽水
双眼只有无猜和无邪
让我们无法无天

有没有那麽一首诗篇
找不到句点
青春永远定居在
我们的岁月
男孩和女孩都有
吉他和舞鞋
笑忘人间的苦痛
只有甜美

有没有那麽一个明天
重头活一遍
让我再次感受
曾挥霍的昨天
无论生存或生活
我都不浪费
不让故事这麽的后悔
有谁能听见
我不要告别

我坐在床前
看着指尖已经如烟

The concert was a blast!

When they got to this song, i got teary eyed.

i'm a diehard csi fan

I'm a diehard csi las vegas fan, truly.

I have completed seasons 6-9 - while doing so, I realised some cases are brought over to the next season. It would make better sense if I start where it all begins - back at 1.

And so I did. Grissom looked much younger. Warrick had a betting habit. Catherine's Lindsay is just a baby girl. Nick is still as cute. Sarah hadn't had any feelings for Grissom yet.

These characters are like family to me, when I'm confined to the 4 walls of my apartment.

I laugh with them, I cry with them, I want to catch the bad guys with them.

There had been some debate over the show... that it 'educates' criminals; that to break the law, you have to learn the law and pray that you get away scot free. But I don't think it's all that easy in reality.

Sometimes I do imagine how I'd be like, to be one of these criminals; to callously take someone's life away and it gives me the shudders. There is no 'kick' to see life draining from someone's eyes. I want to see life in someone's eyes - a sparkle.

I get nightmares sometimes. Dreams of myself being a victim; of losing someone dear. It's terrible.

I'm so addicted to csi that I wish to be a forensics scientist too. People lie, but the evidence doesn't. It's all about putting the jigsaw puzzle together to find the truth.

In one of the episodes, Grissom spoke about this Harvard philosophy lecturer he met on a plane, who told him this observation:

"Every day after his 3-hour lecture, he would go to take a leak.

And as he flushed, he noticed a spider struggling against the flush on the side of the bowl.

The next day he'd go back again, and the same spider would still be there.

After a couple of days, he decided to put the spider out of misery, took a napkin, and scooped the spider out to place it at a corner.

The next day he went back, the spider is dead."

Get the morale of this story?

Human's actions have an effect. You don't impose your will on others.

Sometimes, the csi are caught between their beliefs and the evidence but that doesn't mean they should impose their will to make the evidence tell the story they want. The evidence should tell the tale.

Same applies to life - if only it's all that uncomplicated.

Heavy thoughts on a Saturday morning.

Two more weeks to HOME!

"What you do speaks so loud that I cannot hear what you're speaking."

I read an article today that made me rethink about my own schedule

and the many often times which I've failed to keep to it.

Basically, the article spoke about keeping your primary values as your core

so much so that it is IN your schedule.

For myself, my primary value seems to be only satisfying my own needs and whims.

How noble right.

See, I can't say I place my family first because they are not in my schedule.

I am not even by their side.

I can't say I place my health as a top priority since I don't keep to my workout schedule.

Work takes up most of my schedule - but is it the most valuable to me now?

The writer writes:

"Show me your schedule and I'll discover the truth.

Because your schedule doesn't lie.

There can be no authentic success and lasting happiness if your daily schedule is misaligned with your deepest values. If there is a gap between what you do and who you are, you are out of integrity.

You are not walking your talk.

Your schedule is the best barometer for what you truly value and believe to be important.

Too many people talk a good talk. But talk is cheap. Show me your schedule and I'll show you what your priorities are."

Mine? Just surviving life.

But I need to be living it.

Watched Xmen over the weekend and it didn't disappoint. :)

I enjoyed the opening scene when the guys were battling in various wars. I liked the story told to Wolverine about the lady in the moon (whom I thought her name should be Chang Er). I actually liked Victor. And I wish I can turn my body into diamonds as and when I wish.

Where this mutant idea came about, it certainly has its basis, though super powered mutants who try to kill one another and conquer the world may be far-fetched. Mutation is definitely ongoing - we see it in plants, in animals in somewhat unfortunate states, and these most often don't survive long enough.

Whatever does not kill you, makes you stronger.

The mozzies calling my place their feeding ground can definitely prove so. They have become immuned to the repellent and to the spray and will attack every inch of my body. They are fearless and I'm extremely helpless.

I do not know the effect of the repellent on myself since I inhale that every night. Perhaps I'm slowly mutating too.

A little sunshine will do you good ;)

We can feel summer on our skin!

and it's HOT!!!!

A bouquet of pink lilies and forget me nots at the door is just another way to start a perfect Sunday.

"Do you know how difficult it is to buy flowers that are not Carnations today?!" he said, wanting to claim however much credit for a supposed simple gesture.

And we drove along Repulse bay, with wind toussled hair and old country rock playing. I love this stretch of road - bending winding through the mountains.... until this certain point, when the sea suddenly appears right in front of you, embracing you with its vastness.

While I do wish winter would stretch on a little bit more, summer is actually quite pleasing. With summer approaching, you really feel differently. You're more ready to toss your scarfs and hoods and down jackets and opt for cottons and shorts and hats.

It's known that seasons affect moods - some in a good way, some .. not as perfect.

For me, the heat is not a good thing. I become more temperamental and would keep whining about how hot it is, as if a degree difference makes my skin burn. Definitely short of patience, cos by the time we got to Stanley, all the parking lots were full. It is always so difficult to find a parking lot in HK! Desperate, we parked some distance from Stanley and took a mini bus to the main plaza.

But I'm happy again since I got my fish-and-chips fix. :D Though shortly after, I have to pay for the calories.

I cannot remember when I last swam in the open sea. Must have been last summer. I don't like the feeling of my feet in mid water, not knowing how deep the water is. And I hate swimming without goggles. But I do it because I know you'll always swim by and let me hang on to you and just float. I guess I want to be dependent sometimes.

And you need to let me be. :)

pig careful

Last year around this time,

I was just back from Mexico -

which was a really nice city,

with loads of friendly people,

beautiful churches and museums,

food that makes you fart like a canon,

and cactuses as tall (or even taller) as I am.

I couldn't help but wonder

how things could be very different for me

if these events take an alternative turn.

Plans can only be made certain in retrospect.