Author: sleepy

曹格 – 保护你

跳着你的心跳
抱着你的拥抱
爱最深多深
我不知道
沉默什么都好
心里什么在烧
幸福那么少
我竟然得到

月光太冷海浪太吵
我把你裹进我外套
这双翅膀不飞了
因为守护你最重要

这一生一世让我保护你
就算跟世界成为敌
当你把手紧紧放进我手里
怎能不相信
世上真的有(奇迹)

First Chawamushi

My first attempt on Chawamushi… I ate a few spoonful before remembering to take photo. The appearance is ugly, a lot of potholes. Taste is exactly the same, not too watery. But the edge of the Chawamushi seems to shrink, like over-heated. The bottom have the residue of the fish stock, light brown, rather unsightly. Still cannot figure out if the aluminium foil should be shinning side on the outside or the non-shinning on the outside. I think it does make a difference, coz i did one of that each and my sister’s one turn out to be a little more watery. So, dunno which is which…

Shopping

Spend most of my day in National Library for my Art History research next week. Dun really like group work, a waste of time. There is a lot of 迁就 (dunno correct anot) here and there, very 麻烦. 可能就是我有点怪，不喜欢过团体生活。Each leads a very different life which makes the coordination even tougher. Sian…

Meet Bong and Chan in Orchard to do some chines new year shopping. Try quite a few pieces and realise i put on quite a bit of weight around my tummy, hands and legs. There is a few top that i am trying on, can’t even zip or pull down. Worst of all, they are free size. Damn, my bust size increase meh? 不可能的! So tempted to buy this kind of tights called legging (if i’m not wrong), to be wear with longer top de. Scare they will make my legs look fatter. Somemore no trying lor. Haiz… More sian…

Yesterday’s school bag broke. Not my day… But anyway, waiting to wash my old bag and used them again. Life when school starts, exhausted… Mood is low as i’m disgusted with most of the people around me. Just wanna lead a simple life. Love it! Hate it!

不拖不欠

在临别时候通话并没记录
而我们的过去
没声息的结束
但唯独远处那面挂钟
可以给我纪念这秒的痛

并无任何幸福事活现眼前
连爱情的证据
亦得不到半点
没留念也欠缺旧信件
竟看不见怎么可再相见

[Chorus]
一个冷漠一个决绝不多不少不相伯仲
你我再也不拖不欠
但我又为何发现
在脑内剩余纪念已
刚刚足够跟我纠缠

一句说话一个决定清清楚楚干干脆脆
你我永远不拖不欠
但庆幸尚能发现
在印象尚留纪念
每一刻都记得
你甜蜜过的脸

“没有开始就不会有结束~”
记忆像是死缠着,甩不掉。
有一点,
难受。。。

Missing Holiday

人就是那么的懒散，在很多时候一点都不知足，一点都不珍惜所拥有的。过去了，一切成为回忆。只可以在回忆里，回首这所谓的往事和感觉。

现在好想再赖在床上，被灼热的阳光唑醒，而不是在闹钟的交响乐中吓醒。可能这就是被人所称的”自然醒”。Missing you, my holiday…