Saturday, May 30, 2009
Friday, May 29, 2009
Monday, May 25, 2009
feeble
Realization happens along the process of growing up,
when we experience things, when we learn things,
since we're born.
Generally speaking.
It's up to us on whether to figure out better ways of doing things and continue the journey, or to head towards better alternatives, or to just give up.
Doesn't necessarily applicable to every people.
There are people who knows what to achieve from the beginning.
There are people who doesn't know what they want.
I guess general rules really doesn't cater for everyone.
Certainly understand and respect.
----
We learn from everyday events.
If I could I wish I don't need to go through all those to learn it.
----
How much time can we spent on doubt and hate?
There are so many things to love, and life is too short for all these.
----
Something's wrong with you
when everything you've done is just not right
----
tired. good night world.
when we experience things, when we learn things,
since we're born.
Generally speaking.
It's up to us on whether to figure out better ways of doing things and continue the journey, or to head towards better alternatives, or to just give up.
Doesn't necessarily applicable to every people.
There are people who knows what to achieve from the beginning.
There are people who doesn't know what they want.
I guess general rules really doesn't cater for everyone.
Certainly understand and respect.
----
We learn from everyday events.
If I could I wish I don't need to go through all those to learn it.
----
How much time can we spent on doubt and hate?
There are so many things to love, and life is too short for all these.
----
Something's wrong with you
when everything you've done is just not right
----
tired. good night world.
Saturday, May 23, 2009
Friday, May 22, 2009
Rebirth
This is actually my favorite song of the album.
Perhaps it's the bits of sadness in the melody
or it's my obsession towards the furry creature.
Rebirth
A kite flies, leaves fall,
Such a big world held in my hands
Strings tangle, trees grow,
My palm can block the wind,
but can't hold onto a grain of sand
My left hand is like a cat,
my right provides a soothing touch,
holding them together, recalling the old days
Close my eyes, waves surge up,
I rush towards the paper moon,
chasing after a wolf in the rain
Butterflies fly,
waves calm down,
fearless for lack of riches, open up my hands
Pretty amazed with the translation by author Hsiang-Chin Moe.
It's good to see complicated words in her lyrics are still kept alive in their English counterparts.
and yea. it's cute to see human chasing wolves.
p/s after this post is published : -_-|||||| ..... really sweat..
Thursday, May 21, 2009
Thought
I was expecting a girl, as the name shows a feminine one.
To my surprise, it was a man in his thirties.
He sat down, and told me that he was actually sitting in on behalf of his daughter.
The daughter registered and paid for the class, but somehow she is too shy to face the previous teacher.
So she gave up coming for the class, and now his dad is sitting in on behalf of her.
To learn on behalf of her and 'transfer' the knowledge to her at home.
I've heard of parents forcing their children to attend music classes,
but this is the first time I see parents 'forced' to take lessons.
I wanted to know what have he learnt from the previous classes, and what he is expecting to learn.
Throughout the class, he was reluctant to sit down and actually have his hands on the drums. He just requested for demonstrations, and learn the theories.
For the knowledge transfer later I think.
And some little chats.
A strange way of having class, to me at least.
Before the class ended, he said in a sad voice, "Poor thing. In international schools, international students tend to bully the locals."
Perhaps that has shaped her shy personality.
I saw love and concern in the father's eyes.
But at the same time I was worried about the daughter.
For how she is going to face the reality, that she will need to face some day later.
To my surprise, it was a man in his thirties.
He sat down, and told me that he was actually sitting in on behalf of his daughter.
The daughter registered and paid for the class, but somehow she is too shy to face the previous teacher.
So she gave up coming for the class, and now his dad is sitting in on behalf of her.
To learn on behalf of her and 'transfer' the knowledge to her at home.
I've heard of parents forcing their children to attend music classes,
but this is the first time I see parents 'forced' to take lessons.
I wanted to know what have he learnt from the previous classes, and what he is expecting to learn.
Throughout the class, he was reluctant to sit down and actually have his hands on the drums. He just requested for demonstrations, and learn the theories.
For the knowledge transfer later I think.
And some little chats.
A strange way of having class, to me at least.
Before the class ended, he said in a sad voice, "Poor thing. In international schools, international students tend to bully the locals."
Perhaps that has shaped her shy personality.
I saw love and concern in the father's eyes.
But at the same time I was worried about the daughter.
For how she is going to face the reality, that she will need to face some day later.
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