Monday, February 19, 2007

7 years

When I woke up today... the first thing on my mind is the first time we spend chinese new year with my sister in 7 years.

I dont' know whether if it is good as we didn't really need her in the last 7 years but we need her this year so much more than ever. I can say it is because she can share some of my pressure and help me to handle some of these things which have never happened before.

But it is not completed

Sunday, February 18, 2007

Happy Chinese New Year

Just like how I talk to my friends and how much I don' like chinese new year. I can simply make four different reason.

Since my very early childhood, I had never been to "flower market". Even I understand it doesn't mean much as I just know I would not like spending a few hour to get into the crowd. It is more likely to be a psychologic problem. Something people can easily do but it happened to be really hard to me. Until it was solved this wednesday. Of course, I am right. I don't enjoy it.

Then you can also say it is the most tired moment in the year.

The most awful thing is the gloomy weather and the street even I pretty enjoy taking picture on a empty street. I just know I can't enjoy to see 2000000 people tonight and see 5 people on the same street.

Chinese New Year Holiday is boring... Boring as nothing I like with the thing people usually would do in chinese new year.

I understsand these reasons are pretty silly. I am now back from street...but not for fun and ready to wake up at 6pm on the next day.

Wednesday, February 14, 2007

Can much can you afford?

How heavy it is?

When you are feeling helpless.

When you know there is no tomorrow.

The world is just so small.

You are just even small.

Monday, February 12, 2007

二月

二月災難

Tuesday, February 06, 2007

With the tight schedule...

I am relieved with the tight schedule.

Friday, February 02, 2007

對於這個題目,再沒有任何適合被留下的內容。

只在路邊踱步,輕輕的踱步。
穿過這條小巷,我仍舊只在踱步。
不期望走得很遠,因沒有什麼走得過。

沒有再留意任何景致,也不再掛慮身邊的身影。
我只在踱步。

我跟隨路邊的白線踱步。
走在邊緣的白線上,愚昧地想像它所給的安全感。

我累了,沒走過多遠。
我還是在同一線小巷裏,沒有前進。
我還在同一條線上踱步。

到死的一天,我仍舊在這線上。

走過了,走過了這孤獨的小巷。
在冷清的小巷中,仍是孤獨。