Collect Chalet Money

DanTay paid
Wangyang paid
Zuwei paid
Jack Leong paid
Yenling paid
QiuHui paid
Amanda paid
Lynette paid
jjack paid
alfred paid
danchia paid
yuchun paid
sandy $8.54

KTV

Tues 5th Dec
Cash Studio
5pm meet Chinatown MRT

1. qiuhui
2. zw
3. jialing
4. yanling
5. jjack
6. wangyang
7. sandy (maybe)

supposedly this is the list... why the font?
because the organiser is Ms Chewy SAW Jolyn

日々

こんな日々早く終わらせたいなぁ・・・
楽で鈍いけど、直ぐ届く試験の圧迫感が振り切れない
もうちょっと・・・

Kiwi

Cute and sad...

IPPT

well done two ppl pangsei me for IPPT... zzz

Upcoming Events...

10 Nov
CS2106 Operating Systems Project deadline

13 Nov
CS2103 Software Engineering Project deadline

24 Nov
FNA1002X Financial Accounting Project deadline

excerpt from my friend's blog

"- ARGHHH L'arc~en~ciel tickets started selling at 10AM and when i tried to buy at 1PM they were ALL SOLD OUT!!!! ARGHHH!!! The agony -_- I see people selling those 8000yen tickets for 19000yen online now at yahoo auctions. DAMN IT!"
:( i also wanna attend the concert... dammit remind me to queue 2 hrs before next year

Watched deathnote movie on tv yesterday (finally)
This is late, but i only watched it yesterday (on tv here in jp)

I hated the show. I was willing to accept a drop in standard compared to the manga, but it was totally below my already lowered expectations.
hmm... okay la, wat u expect for Manga-turned-Movie?

- there were too many unnecessary changes in the opening. would be no probs if they changed for the better, but not so imo. And too many (bad) changes after that too.
changes ok la... Raito's plot for shi0ri's death was not a bad plot twister..

- choice for raito's actor was totally wrong. he's fat-ish, not evil looking or acting evil enough, lacks impact and basically just not convincing as raito.
lol he's not exactly fat but he is not as smart as Raito

- Shiori was garbage. Trash. Worthless. the absolutely puke-inciting romance plotline was UGH. totally off focus, out of point.
lol no romantic cells

- Actress for naomi was a bad choice too. Abit too fat-ish, not sharp enough, lacks impact. I guess she suffers quite alot due to the plot changes too.
i find naomi quite likening

- L was passable. But i think he kinda suffers too cos of the stupid changes and from the unconvincing raito. But he did his role ok i think.
ok, L was quite a good choice... where on earth do u find strange, crazy-looking kids like him?

- Raito's father was passable if u didnt see the manga. But i cant really accept him in the movie cos he's too different from the manga version.
lol different does not mean bad lei, not bad lah

- I thought ryuk was well done. among the lacklustre cast and performances i thought he was one of the better chars.
yeah, ryuk was the best

- I thought misa was the best in the movie although she only had a small role. I think she portrayed misa well, both in looks and in mannerism. Ok maybe i'm biased cos she's so damn pretty. Only complaint is that she has black instead of brown/gold hair, but despite that she comes across as very convincing to me.
ok bah, she never act cute enough

Zhanwei's birthday celebration

hmm... ok upcoming events should only encompass upcoming events... so here's the link to zhanwei's birthday picture album... wy still need to get original from u...
http://www.imagestation.com/album/pictures.html?id=2100483108

CS2103 Tutorial 8 Question 3

class Marriage
{
 protected Man man;
 protected Woman woman;
 protected String venue;

 Marriage ( Man man, Woman woman, String venue )
 {
     this.venue = venue;
     this.man = man;
     man.marriage = this;
     this.woman = woman;
     woman.marriage = this;
 }

 public void Divorce ()
 {
     man.marriage = null;
     woman.marriage = null;
 }
}

class Man
{
 protected Marriage marriage;
 protected String name;

 Man ( String name )
 {
     this.name = name;
 }

 public void unfaithful ( Woman slut )
 {
     Marriage forget = this.marriage;
     this.marriage = null;
     System.out.println("Happy happy with " + slut.name );
     this.marriage = forget;
     forget = null;
 }
}

class Woman
{
 protected Marriage marriage;
 protected String name;

 Woman ( String name )
 {
     this.name = name;
 }

 public void unfaithful ( Man giggolo )
 {
     Marriage forget = this.marriage;
     this.marriage = null;
     System.out.println("Happy happy with " + giggolo.name );
     this.marriage = forget;
     forget = null;
 }
}

Zhanwei present

zhanwei present... payment has been received... this is a very good method, shall consider for future implementation... thank you.

1. dantay paid
   
2. derek paid
   
3. chewy paid
   
4. corine paid
   
5. gnef paid
   
6. jialing -
   
7. wangyang paid
   
8. yiguang paid
   
9. zhongwei -
   
10. zuwei paid
    

夜

ECP is the warmup
Roads and traffic-lights are the course
Humans are the cone.

NUS Cyclohunt 2006

Route:
East Coast Park ~ Katong ~ Lion City ~ Siglap ~ Tanah Merah MRT ~ Simpang Bedok ~ Tampines MRT ~ Tampines East CC ~ Elias Mall ~ Downtown East ~ Changi Prison ~ Changi Village ~ behind Changi Airport ~ Changi Naval Base ~ Tanah Merah Ferry Terminal ~ SAFRA chalet ~ East Coast Park
10pm - 6am

OK i admit this year Night Cycling was f*(#&(!)*))#@)!(...
no point doing competitive-cycling -and-tearing-my-arse-to-shreds and watch people chuck my scoresheet into the dustbin, I vow next-year-every-year to go easy and eat at every checkpoint... zzz

Bedok Park Connector
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oXdoVGJrLro

Up Loyang Ave
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vVwCPE8jKMM

日当たり日

A sunny day
a light breeze carries a fallen leaf away to the distance

A sunny day
struggles anew; struggles ensue; struggles never end

A sunny day
a not one man knows his own mortality; not one man knows his fate

well done...

transfering to beta.blogger and switching layout killed my tagger... zz
nothing much here to amuse u, but here's my mid-term test schedule

Mid Term Tests for 2006/2007 Semester 1
Module	Date	Weekday	Time	Venue	Details
CS1280	NA	NA	NA	NA	NA
CS2103	07-Oct-06	Saturday	10.15 - 11.15am.		Scope: Lecture 1 to 6 Format: MCQs (Closed Book) Duration: 1 Hour
CS2105	07-Oct-06	Saturday	1-2pm		?
CS2106	06-10-06	Friday	(assumed) 4-5pm lecture slot	LT33 (lecture slot)	?
FNA1002X	10-10-06	Tuesday	10-12pm (lecture slot)	LT16	Open-book, topics 1 to 5
MKT1003	NA	NA	NA	NA	NA

not dead

this blog is not dead yet.. lol
just that i have 5 projects, 2 labs and 4 tutorials every week :(

別々の空

我がは我がの生き方で自分の存在を確かめて・・・
だからこそ人生だ・・・

water + laptop = fried

its was an amazing day... spilled water over my laptop while playing Insaniquarium... i must have seen too many fishes swimming... it went off, and i thought it was the end of the world...

didnt dare to on it, dun wanna smell some fried sillicon chips... well later i took apart the casing, blow-dried my hdd, dvd-rw, ram, cpu... lol, i discovered how easy it was to upgrade my hdd, dvd-rw, ram and cpu... i think i shall do that soon..

anyway it didnt work... bios booted but powered down during NVRAM testing.. so hit the shack since it was midnt... woke up today and it was ok! ya baby, so here goes these pointers to those who wanna take their lappies to scuba diving...

August 19th

Twas quite awhile since I've been doing crazy things... Why do I suddenly say this? Singing and dancing in KTV jerks back avid memories...
Recalled the time TJ some dance in the Assembly Hall.. Took off my clothes and swung them above my head... Got caught, a total dressing down... then got chased out.. LOL

Well.. nice August 19th. Watch this space for some Youtube top 10 vids... lol

modules for next sem

My current take for 2006/07 Sem 1...
FNA1002 Financial Accounting
MKT1003 Principles of Marketing
CS2105 Computer Networks I
CS2106 Operating Systems
CS2103 Software Engineering
CS1280 Java to C++

Cosfest @ Downtown East

Final Fantasy Advert Children (Sephiroth clones)
(Click for more photos of Cosfest 2006!)

Gackt Shatters a bottle

D1大整古-流動廁所

omg.... mrbrown.com

"Bokura No" Excerpt

A: "I have trouble watching action movies. It's not that I don't like exciting battle sequences. It's just that in those movies, most of those scenes feature random people falling victim to what happens. That's not even a problem, either. If those events were real, that kind of stuff would happen. It would be crazy to pretend they wouldn't.

But the people watching the movie don't ever spare a second thought for all of those anonymous extras who die. Instead, they are extremely affected by the death of the main characters. To me, the main character dying, and the poor people who die on the side of the road are the same. They're all people who are living and thinking in a fictional world. There shouldn't be any difference between them. But as long as the hero survives and laughs with the girl at the end, it's a happy ending. And if the hero dies, it's a sad ending. I don't understand how that works. To me, if any single person in the movie dies, it's a sad ending. The only difference between those sad endings, is if the fictional hero ends the movie feeling pain for the fictional masses who die. But that hardly ever happens. Why do the hero-style main characters always end the movie smiling and laughing? Why does the audience think that's a happy ending?"

B: "I think I understand what you mean. What you're saying is also applicable to the fictional bad guys and enemies too, isn't it?"

A: "Yes."

B: "If you assume that movies are made for pure enjoyment, then you'd want them to end happily, even if it is a lie. Even if someone in this fictional world would be crying over what happened, as long as you don't depict it, it doesn't become a problem. It goes unrecognized."

A: "That's what I don't like about it. I think if everyone could normally understand those things, there would be fewer problems in the world. I might be doing the right thing, but the other side might be, too. It might be sad for me, but it might be sad for them, too."

B: "Is that why you can't fight? I see. True, most people tend to side with their in-group, their part of society. They try to assign responsibility for their personal situation and choices to outside influences. People who can't stand in another man's shoes will unconsciously choose to protect their own people. I don't have a problem with that, but it looks like you do. This might surprise you, but soldiers actually think quite a bit about the things you're speaking of.

In your case, there's another world to think about, but for us soldiers, it's another nation... A competing country is the enemy. And especially in today's world, it's quite common to meet soldiers from possible 'enemy' nations. Sometimes you'll even get to meet their families. And then you think, there might come a time when I have to kill this person. There might come a time when this family will hate me, for what I must do. But when that time comes and I'm faced with that choice, I will kill him or her without blinking. Do you know why?

I hate to say this, but what the TV and media tell you is wrong. The value of our lives is not equal. It just isn't true. From a very broad perspective it might be so, but because we all have personal emotions, our individual views are all unequal. Anyone who says they're still the same is making exceptions for their own life. I believe that life is important. Very much so. But there is an order to its importance.

People might be sad when a dolphin dies, but you won't find many who cry when a livestock pig is killed. This is because they assign importance to these things. That's why, when faced with a choice between the death of a friend and the death of a stranger, I will always choose the death of a stranger.

This is rather paradoxical, but all life is a Holon that exists as part of a whole. If only one of two is going to survive, it doesn't particularly matter to the whole which one it is. This is in line with what you said.

So if there was you, and another person, and one of you had to die, you would choose yourself. There's nothing that says the other person can't be someone you care about. In that case, I think it says a lot about your good side. But I get the feeling that your viewpoint exists as a reaction to other people, people who don't understand, or even try.

On the surface, my views are the same as those people you hate, but it's not exactly the same. All human beings given life are also burdened with karma and responsibility for how they treat life.

You will not find a single person who lives without stealing the lives of others. We eat plants, and we eat animals. Even Christ and the Buddha survived upon other living beings. You must accept this and understand it before you sit back and glorify life.

Especially now, when surviving today is so simple and matter-of-face, people tend to forget. They forget what it means, to eat a pig. They say all life is equal, but how much life is consumed to keep them alive everyday? This doesn't just apply to other living things. You also can say it about human beings. The fact that you are alive, means that someone may have died. I think you're smart, you understand what this means.

I think that adults should understand and talk about this more, but they're all too concerned with themselves to bother. The reason you're here today, is because you and your ancestors stood atop a mountain of other lives. That is the karma that all living things must bear. I'm not looking down on life at all. I don't think that meaningless killing is a good thing. But I don't think the killing that takes place to keep you and the people you care about alive should be ignored or downplayed, either.

That's why we have to live for the sake of all the lives we've sacrificed. That is the responsibility that all living things must bear. Your life does not belong only to you. It is also the form of the countless lives that have ended to keep you alive. It doesn't matter whether you like it or not. You are already supported by sacrifice.

So you should be thankful for that, and use the life you were given to the fullest extent. That karma and responsibility cannot be avoided. And if you say, I'm going to live the easy life, or I didn't want to be born, then you should choose death for yourself. It means you can cut down on the number of lives that will be sacrificed for a wasted life.

Now, to change the topic just a bit, I believe that I've caused a lot of trouble for many people in my life. But I can't make it up to all of them. There are many things you can never take back. But the one thing you can always do in return, is to devote yourself to help someone else as best you can.

I guess, to rephrase that, it's just to live in a way that you can accept and be proud of."

春咲きsentimental

below is an excerpt from the ending of a song that came out awhile ago, decided to write my own translation of its lyrics, because its a rather nice song, with beautifully written words. (no other interpretations)

Plastic Tree - Harusaki Sentimental (youtube)

舞い散る桜で君の顔が見えなくなる
In the twirling and scattering petals of the Cherry Blossom, I lose sight of your face
淡い夢が覚めてくから、毀れるのは涙で～
In the after-wakening from this shallow dream, what that has fallen are tears

鮮やかな色で　音を立てて　桜が咲く
With freshly bright colors... with echoing notes... the Cherry Blossom blooms
大切だった物は全部、この木の下に　埋めていくよ
All that is important to me, underneath this tree, I shall bury it
目の前には、分かれる春
In front of me is the Spring which we went apart
見上げたなら、花降る春
When I look above me, it is a Spring of descending flower

僕の上に　僕の上に　そっと・・・
Onto me... (the flowers fall) onto me... softly

------------AUGUST BABY ---------------

outgoing personality. takes risks. feeds on
attention. no self control. kind hearted.
self confident. loud and boisterous.

VERY revengeful.

easy to get along with and talk to.
has an "everything's peachy" attitude.
likes talking and singing. loves music. daydreamer.
easily distracted.

Hates not being trusted.

BIG imagination. loves to be loved.

hates studying.

in need of "that someone". longs for freedom.
rebellious when withheld or restricted.
lives by "no pain no gain" caring. always a suspect.
playful. mysterious. "charming" or "beautiful" to everyone.
stubborn. curious. independent. strong willed.
a fighter.
repost in 5 mins and you will meet the love of your life sometime next month.

waywardness

I do not find it kind, for one to dispense another's request, however impossible and wayward, but presented with humility and sincerity, and made fun of in a condescending manner. I choose to ignore it, and shall offload in this light possible, to quench conflict between my internal resolutions.

Kurikaeshi

"Don't open the door to the last room, Roland";
Many people seem discontent with such an ending for the gunslinger,
but to me it is just an allusion to life.

strange pieces.

reconstituted.

kakera kakera... I suppose the scatterings form a complete puzzle... But what happens when the pieces of the jigsaw don't fit together... Like the broken colours flooded through the rays off a fallen setting... And the winding music chimes that give rise to no rhythm, hidden beats, and mythical notes.

Why do people talk in circles around their words? I would think that they do not want to be understood. But why even do they communicate? Is it a form of relivation of their thought processes, their inner-pondering? Therefore, they do not want to be understood easily. Strange thoughts, weird emotions, but you might be better off questioning the purpose. No answer to all theorithical possibilities. Random mutterings, it is a psychological examination of a child, when given a picture to sketch, to sketch the pictures and drawings of its thinkings, to put the thoughts into graphical notions. So bio-electrical notions get converted into ink upon paper, crayon upon graphite, heat onto matter.

Inner workings and outer purpose. To which servitude? How can we achieve the balance between selfishness and servitude, pleasure/enjoyment with hardship/suffering. Many questions, no answers, only a heart to ponder and experience. So tasting bitterness, but how sour is the apple that has turned rotten? Do the maggots that eat up the decay actually clean up the rotten apple, or hasten the decomposition. Of what measurement should we judge this by? Rate, quantity, time or beauty?

Perhaps its better to rejudge this from a relative-isometrical viewpoint - that perhaps this is a iteration and restatement of confusion. No, the argument is not about the entity, or the relative 'correctness' of this preempt by society's rules. The argument is lost within the question, as aligned with the theme.

Pausible a suggestion for consideration. That the restrictiveness of Man, (or third-dimension animate beings that some term themselves) the restrictivenss to glance into the future. But the constrain by time, another quantity, what is the possible working of such an free reign? Impossible to work out, as possible lower-dimension inanimative entities have no conception of us. Bitterness and hesitation of the uncertain future - surely a weakness/quality of Man. Or perhaps not all there is to it?

Lol... write halfway dun wanna write liao.. Shall resume normal speech. Saraba.

祈り（つづく）

是不是祷告着《她幸福》，所以最终她却离我而去？
是不是祷告着《我幸福》，所以我遇上了另一个她？
那么这次换个祷告《我们在一起》，我们会幸福吗？

祈り

ok lor i post something by popular demand...
excerpt from feel:ings from some dated day

看见

晚餐后歇步归家，在一个红色的桥上遇见了一个小男孩。他扑在桥栏前，沉默地望着河水。

起了好奇心，我问他在干什么。
他说，“哦，我在水中看月亮的倒影。”
“为何你不直接望天空看呢？”，我莫名其妙地说道。
“我怕，如果望着天上的月亮，我会厌倦起来。”他更莫名其妙地回答。我正像要反驳，他却挥了挥手。他似乎不想再多解释自己了，或许是因为他，或许是因为那红色的桥。

暗

在一个我看不到你，你看不到我的晚上；
在一个我看不到星星，星星看不到月亮的夜空；
我们的感觉是这黑暗中最刺眼的感动
〈未〉

R と飛行機

There are so many questions in this world, but perhaps only one answer...
There are so many people who accept religion as the meaning of their life, and there are those who don't....
The plane in the sky which you pointed out to me to day...; the plane ahead in the dead night...
Is it the same...? you and me?

deeper... darker... denial

I still want to hear the dark beat of the night...
I still want to feel the black wind blinding me...
I still want to see the speed incoherent beyond my limits...
I still want to gamble every single beat of this heart-machine...
I still want to push happiness away from me
He sang, "sadness, it still suits you better..."

Chime

Only when the loud noises and guffaw dies down,
then and only then will you be able to hear the silent tinkle...

The small chime around the cat's neck, resonating deep inside,
beneath all those layers..

A sad, soft note

Mist

The rain envelops the afternoon sky...
At this moment I'm thinking of you, but the pigeon fails to arrive..

The drizzle litters insistently onto the passing pedestrains,
an omen mayhap of your increasing uneasiness

Mist fogs over the window-view; soon I'll be unable to see into the outside streets;
and perhaps your heart as well

海ゾラ

青い様子の海ゾラに白い様子の船雲が飛んでいて・・・
大数の船の中に、
小さな鐘が響いていて・・・
明るい音に、そのいとおしさで、
少しくて少しくて、笑顔で眠りおちた・・・

well... with exceptions come exceptions

Your True Love Is a Pisces

Why you'll love a Pisces: Selfless and intuitive, you are perfect for a Pisces that lives to love you. You're sensitive enough to appreciate and explore the deep emotions of a Pisces. Why a Pisces will love you: You're generous and totally giving in relationships, something Pisces demands. You are also dreamy enough to get lost in fantasy with Pisces, but realistic enough to stay grounded.

What Sign Is Your True Love?

よわさ

我知道，你最想要的，是每当睁开眼睛，就有个熟悉亲爱的人陪在你身旁。
我知道，我读的书再多，做的事在努力，也无法像当年你轻轻地牵着我的手，一样保护回你。
我更知道，你不曾希望过什么，只要我们过得平安快乐，你自然而然，也就幸福了。

exceptions..

You're a Pug!
No bones about it, you're an intelligent, playful Pug. Witty and charming, you're a lot of dog wrapped in a small package. People just love you — a wonderful approachability and sense of humor put you at the top of everyone's list. And because you're smart and quick-witted, you attract a crowd wherever you go. (Have you ever considered running for office or starting a company? You've got the charisma for either.) But that doesn't mean you can't be a little naughty or mischievous when opportunity knocks — you've definitely got a nose for fun! A happy, optimistic breed, you're admired and respected by all. Woof!

What Breed of Dog Are You?

Brought to you by Tickle

雨が好きのは俺だ

          Little ferns whispering in each others hair;
                     .... even some wizened palms bend to the suffering gales

Tiny gray blips get sucked up into their dark mother flagship...
                                        ... one by one in a brownian sequence

     Light drizzle pours onto the skirting cars below...
                        ... tis another monsoon weather to show for

                               Outside, the lights seem to be turned off...
                                                    ... yet inside, tis ever lit as such

Bright, and cold

Sing a song of serenade

The earth sits upon its pitiful two logs,
lumbering through its arduous journey
You and I sit under the sky covered with pastel cloth,
and watch the sky-bunnies float us by

长发

自从你离开后，我留长了发
长发徐徐隐颜，我也和从前的我不同了
以前的你，不会认得现在的我吧
回不到过去了的我，一定会变成更好的一个人

祝你快乐

かけた雨

想很久的我，还是比较习惯寂寞；
下雨的心，让我理解无法解开的锁

絵と絵物

And so when the painter chanced upon the bird again,
he enquired where it had travelled to escape the foul winter

"I was but here all along, what you have been watching is a dream...
 A dream where chance 
       is encapsulated between the possible fates,
                                       a dream between you and me.
 It was my dream, 
 as it is now yours, since I have been waiting here for you..."

To the person who likes rain

Rain rain stay today,
Visit again another day...
Rain rain stay today,
Visit again for everyday...

痛み

The pain tears upon the skin
Harried layers of red，
Upon mangled layers of [freak] white，
Upon harried layers of red...
Does the sadness ever end?

Expressway

Parallelism in the headings,
 yet all they accomplish are mere runs on the same ground...
 
All. mundanely reeks of insignificance,
 but when you return to the carving on the sand,
  when you see the brown leaves float their way to the ground,
 
silently,
        swiftly,
                        absolutely...
 
Emotions elude you...
Sadness flood in situ, in vertigo

(All that i give, all that i can give, and all that i can hope to give...)

fondness

          The fluttering white shirt-tails in the verdana
              foretells the return of the migratory geese...
                 Cast free
          The flickering candle-flame by the bedsill
            revives fond bedtime stories...


                    Long past me

下雨

下雨让世面淋湿了一种沉沦，
但这景色微微地呈现着宁静的温柔；
下雨轻轻挪掉地面昨日的沧桑，
但也冲走了我想要行路而飞的自由；
不知是否喜欢下雨的天气的我，
不知是否喜欢下雨的天气的你。

音

unknowingly to me, it seems to be raining..
unknowingly for you, the sound of the raindrops are lost silently onto the roof

solemn

when i walk, the pyres shall burn,
when i snuffle, the earth shall roar,
when i cry, the sky shall darken,
when i stare, the wolves shall back down

望みのＳｕｎｄａｙＭｏｒｎｉｎｇ

A glasshouse enfolded in rain,
an english brew set on top of a plastic deck of tables,
and a well-leafed read in hand

templation

The soft, clear notes of a nearby windchime,
the silent beating of the radiating sun onto the back;


A most distant, persisting, ringing of the icecream man;
It doesn't hurt to wonder...
It doesn't hurt to pause and dream...
それから作った僕たちだからな・・・

contest

Have you ever wondered..
When you walk slowly in a crowd
That the whole world will pass you by...


Because it seems that...
Everyone has a place to go
Everyone has a purpose in mind...


And so... And... I contest, you forgive, we perish

Steal

The dark shadows that dart pass the glass,
not crows in flight,
but crispy brown leaves that have been shed in spring;
And steal as solitary a glance,
as a dance in summers wind

みち

From here to myself, and henceforth to forever
穢れない思い出で、崩れない景色に
The sound glides, the path walks

白い風

The wind is a frivolous sort,
 it whispers gently in the pretty flower buds that it sieves through,
   it strokes the dark water surface of the icy-cold lakes,
  it takes itself to wherever it fancies;

でも最後の最後に、
  as the wind knows and as I know,
   it flutters alone in the white sails,
 the white of detachment from this world
       its white of its freedom

蛍火

Lit displays pan the night roads,
  like glow moths to a dark, reflective pond.
The mystic dancing is short-lived,
 but the enchanting sight is hard to put away from the mind

愈

远的影子愈走愈近，
心的感应却越变越陌生。

短暂的心，不小心捉拿的活，
不知觉就会消失在轻轻吹过的风儿中

知らずハナ

大雨に
知らず名のバラに、
儚くて
陰惨の根ざし、
型を呉れ

言えず

Like the dew that graces the morning glory,
like the clouds that graces the crescent moon;
the pearl tears grace the pure, white cat.

神風

the wind sprints in the hair,
the night cries in the blood,
and every moment shall inceasingly throb,
within the forsaken adrenaline

元

In rain, the murky wetness infiltrates every corner of this sodden world;
with water of formless state...
晴れに、幾つ水溜りをゾラに返す、光の暖かさに、
更始の元が在る

ネコファー

Staring at the cat which seems to be staring at the thin air,
the world convolutes into a single fashion;
the watcher and the bearer,
the bearer and the watcher

だれのことば

别人之言厌入耳，
只味自己爱过，
只会自己挣扎过，
只尝自己流过泪

闇の権

The night claims precedence over this wretched heart of mine...
For all to see, for none to find

胡蝶

   Butterflies fly in pairs;
and some choose death over form,
      
                   but some,
strength over bravery,
 and so we all go on

疼

与其说是想信他会更疼你，
不如说是自己没勇气给你幸福。
被爱总是比爱容易，我了解了，
人自私，懦弱的心

The laborer and the cat

The pure, white cat looks at the man and the man looks at the cat. Stretching its four paws out to the blue, endless sky, the cat tans its pure, white underside. The man laughs at the cat for being so lazy and good-for-nothing on a warm day like this, and returns to his chores-at-hand. The cat purrs and mew as if in scorn at the man who left, as if mocking him chasing the things in his sight - endless targets one after another in his hectic life.

And so I look upon them as they look upon me, for we are but one, and but one to us all.

门

盖在我心中的房子，最中央有一间上了锁的房间。
有一天，当我把门房反锁，推开了那一扇门，发现了微笑的你，
若无其事地转身过来。

你是何时进入了我的心界?
你是何时变成了我不可缺少的一部份呢？

pyres

the burning pyres lit their way in the dark,
           not for you,
                       nor for me,
  but for the dancing shadows of the night;

              and so at length we behold,
 the sight bequeath to us; in this white sigh

[festival]itis

the bonpicks shall burn nigh,
the guttural chanting shall never cease;
and the lamb shall be risen to the altar

曾经

所有的黑色忧愁会把我化为黑夜，
笼罩满天星的天空。
就算黑夜盖过每一颗流星坠落，
它抹灭不了星星牵过月亮的曾经。

Saturday.Night

Lab.Cs1102( Person ZhongWei ) := Carl's,Junior() + Shopping(Again) + DoHomeWork(False);

焼きき

The lights from the festival look all bright and merry,
but it only reflects the blackened burnt tree in my heart

rollerblade

cast all your doubts away,
follow me in this flight into the night...
into the wind,
the heightening of the senses and sight

誰も止まられないから・・・

flight

翼を広げて、孤独を捨てて、前に飛べ
誰も止まられないから・・・

故事

我不需要继续读这本书来知道发生的故事，
因为从字中体会到作者的心意，
看见了字里藏的，悲伤的结局

you do not become... to pursue your own dreams

it takes loneliness to know loneliness,
pain to understand pain,
and sadness to nurture sadness

pureness

「上戸彩」：
果てしない空に君がいて、穢れない永久を誓うよ；
唇に止まった真実、信じてたいずっと・・・

trans:
in the endless skies you exist, pledging a pure infinity;
in your lips the truth that has stopped, i wish to believe in it forever

浩瀚

日续月续蓝色的浩瀚，
快乐续伤感续人聚人散；
我们徘徊的岁月中，
何曾有始，何曾有终？

距離

活着在相遇之间，
过着每天的每天，只称得上一个乏味的剧本；
活在离你五米之内，
每一刻写下你的一点一滴，编制成一本单恋故事，
记载着我对你每一个窝心的感觉

kuroi tori

Elation is the product of depressive asphyxiation;
so we must kill the black bird in our skies to be truely free

kaze uta

i step out into the world today;
the birds still sing and chase each other through the trees,
the children still laugh and solicit happily amongst the playground..

the world still moves on its own wheels;
though few realize,
the song that is hidden in the wind

chou chou

the willow tree shakes its crown, and the soft wind rakes the winged butterfly...
left to wander, but for a moment lost, in its own dance...

伝える

我是一个怎么样的人，我的心房住着一个怎么样的她，我会告诉你；
在一个满天星陪伴的夜晚，有星星做着故事的陪伴，我会告诉你我的故事

想

想做的事，想去的地方；
想爱的人，想遗失的自己；
想逃的心，想拥抱的感觉；
犹豫的自己，更犹豫的心

musing

strange that I've been feeling slightly odd and displaced lately...
probably due to the change of the seasons...
hmm

there's something that brings to mind, alluding to the main character in Dune.
he who sees the future, yet the choices he made, or by not making,
narrowing his possibilities, the infinite twindings and bindings.

But even so, we are all the same. As in myself, and beyond.

多分風のせいだった・・・

something unoriginal:

「ヘッドフォンをして
 ひとごみの中に隠れると
 もう自分は消えてしまったんじゃないか
 と思うの」

sono gawa

One side is raining,
so I step into a building,
leave by the other side of the world,
and make my way home

其中一边在下着雨，
所以我踏进这座建筑物里，
从另一个世界离开，
往家而归

asa

沉默的我还是在想，
想着你昨晚特别迷人的笑容。
素敵朝に目覚める貴方には、
「お早う！」と言いたい

tsumetai umi

The shore dwellers experience no change in the seasons;
yet in winter where the sea reflect the acute coldness of the world,
there are those who build bonpicks to bring warmth to the sea.
礼を言う

ame kisetsu

雨季節に、
映るいてる世は
窓上の
集光水や
濡れている目か？

garasu sae ame

The window pane blur with tears as I observe the lurid passings,
though not those I thought shed by me..
The cold works up my hands, and it is soon time to leave;
Avid sadness in partings.

koishi

A little pebble drifts in the choppy sea, it know naught of where it came from, or where it head towards.
If you happen to chance upon it ashore, please hurl it back to the sea, it wants to be left alone.

mago mago

The drone of the passing cars distorts my ear,
the smell of the rain spray masks my nose,
the gloom of the looming clouds blend my sight;
all of which to confuse my mind;
to forget the sun of the season past that warmed the heart

tora no ko

Like a newly-born litter of cubs, strangers huddle together in a tiny bus stop, sheltering from the pouring rain.
It brings a question to mind: ima wa, anata no sobi ni iru no wa dare na no?

chiisai oni

As the sieve separates the salt from the grains,
the little demons escape to the rainy skies, and I start to run forward

waka dai ni (shiroi hato)

白い鳩
月無き夜空に、
消えてゆく。
羽張り紙は、
届けるのかな

waka dai ichi

鶺鴒は　高く遠く飛べ、見出すや　人に悲しむ

origami

The world has many folds: like origami that shapes the crane;
I will meet you, I know. But will you meet me, in kindred?
That which is left standing, is not the yellow flag on the roof,
Nor the black veil against the stars.

oba

In my mortality, I can only stand in watch,
as the pelting rain washes away,
the traces of the story deeply curved,
once upon a time;
In the white, sandy shore

suzushii kaze

basking in the cool drafts brought by monsoon winds,
the hawk rakes its feathers before the flight

seichou no ni

The winter moss,
grows foreign to the stone as spring thaws;
And washes off,
in the renewal rain called time

seichou

i failed to see the caterpillar no longer ate the pomelo leaves that i grew;
and so the butterfly flew away

hitogomi

on busy, crowded days, i lament for a camarade [com pe re] to share my tables;
on quiet, peaceful days mornings, i yearn for solitude in self-companionship;
such is the indecisiveness in me

kisetsu no matsu

站在冬天里等待秋天的我，似乎遗忘了什么；
而你若隐若现的倩影，溜过了我狭窄的视线

onikaze

The ghostly, white wind from the sky, the cold, dark moist of the earth;
Yet naught does the bitter heart slight.
Adrift, it wanders in hitherto exhaustion.

busoku

最怕孤单的我，已经忘了何尝一个人的寂寞；
喜欢上了你，不足的我违背了对自己的承诺。

shuukan

常挂在嘴边的是你的名字，
常眷恋在心的是你的笑容。
常忘记的是自己的懦弱，
常埋怨的是自己的忧郁。

atarimae no koto

of course, it is never the same;
thus people pass on,
flowers bloom every spring,
and memories fade away

初めに

New Year, new day, new blog, new post.
But kinda hate lengthy blogs, lengthy posts...
Let this be the first and last long-winded rambling...