记得

我们都忘了这条路走了多久
心中是清楚的有一天有一天都会停的
让时间说真话虽然我也害怕
在天黑了以后我们都不知道会不会有以后

谁还记得是谁先说永远的爱我
以前的一句话是我们以后的伤口
过了太久没人记得当初那些温柔
我和你手牵手说要一起走到最后

我们都累了却没办法往回走
两颗心都迷惑怎么说怎么说都没有救
亲爱的为什么也许你也不懂
两个相爱的人等对方先说找分开的理由

谁还记得爱情开始变化的时候
我和你的眼中看见了不同的天空
走的太远终于走到分岔路的路口
是不是你和我要有两个相反的梦

My Good Old Crap Book

met an Old cOllege friend fOr dinner. it was nice tO reminisce abOut thOse gOOd Old days... and yet it was a reminder Of hOw friends can becOme strangers. tOOk Out my gOOd Old $1.99 pink cOw crap bOOk fOr a read when i gOt hOme. entertaining, funny... and in a way, sad.

Nokia 6300

a slick phOne with simple functions... simply lOve the stainless steel cOver!
had it fOr a mOnth nOw, and the sudOku addiction had been revived...

Bullshit

was almOst ran Over by a car this mOrning, in my haste tO reach the bus stOp. and unlike the clichès in the reel wOrld, my whOle life did nOt flash in frOnt Of me. it was blank, and i trudged On in a daze. i have tO reiterate that if i were tO die tOday, nO One will knOw until they see my pretty picture On the Obutaries page. even if they happen tO text me sOmeday and never get a reply, nO One will actually call me up at hOme tO find Out "what's up?". ah. 'tis sad.

Iroñies

what was suppOsed tO be an amazing weekend, a lOvely panOramic balcOny rOOm (i'm a die-hard rOmantic, i knOw), pretty firewOrks, bathtub... turned Out disastrOus as always. it seems as if the harder i try Or the mOre i want it tO turn Out the way i envisaged, the mOre things wOuld gO wrOng. it's cOmplicated.

dead camera batteries...
a stupid remark...
tOtal lack Of cOnsideratiOn...
the inability tO cOmmunicate, and cOmprOmise...
it's a pricey-wOrthless experience.

anyway, here's the pan pacific experience...


riding the escalatOr tO the 31st flOOr


freaking high


lOvely interiOr


huge bathrOOm


very cOmfy bed and pillOws!


the view


natiOnal day parade rehearsal


evening skyline


lights up


night scene


ahh... a much needed sOak in the hOt tub


this IS life...


he's having fun tOO

Tragëdy

feeling really sick tO the stOmach. heard the news yesterday but didn't give much thOught tO it since death and tragedy seem tO be everyday Occurrences. was even casually asking chris if it cOuld be the man frOm Our egypt tOur grOup as they have the same chinese name. hOwever, i brushed it aside when we nOted the different surnames. sO tOday, while i was busy answering phOne calls and emails in the Office, my mObile beeped. a sOmewhat impersOnal sms nOtified me that my insurance agent has passed away. at that pOint in time, i cOuld nOt put One tO One because all this while he's bernard chua tO me. chua hOck beng did nOt ring a bell. as i've mentiOned, i'm feeling really sick and quite upset. i'm nOt sure if it's because he has always been like a nice big brOther, sincere and cOversant. Or that he's still quite yOung at 34 years Of age. Or that i first heard abOut his premature demise frOm the media. Or because Of that seemingly "FYI" text message. it feels even wOrse recalling that he Once shared with me his liking tO hOliday at beach resOrts. he was such a simple nice guy.

Lovê the View

Slöuchy Thiñg

sO aww...dOrable!

Deår Binñy,

it's really gOOd tO have an ObsessiOn! every time i see an eeyOre (retarded-lOOking Or nOt), i'm reminded Of yOu.

In the Mårket

i've decided tO put myself in the market again. still lOve the amazing view frOm the Office but i'm just feeling that me being there is all wrOng. nOt value-adding. and mOst impOrtantly, it's nO stepping stOne since i'm nOt lOOking tO gO intO sales. shOuld lOOk Out all the mOre when half Of the team might mOve On pretty sOOn. besides, i'm independent but i'm nO lOner. i just can't stand having nO One tO lunch with. eating alOne in frOnt Of the cOmputer is sO repulsive. nObOdy seems tO have missed my presence.