just a normal practice, isn’t it?
bye bye.
wish upon a star (new year resolution version)
Published December 31, 2009 on the road Leave a Comment
願我們能
保持自我風格
願我們能
堅強地豁出去
if you are still reading, happy new year!
this has been a mundane year, i won’t let this happen again.
“I know that starting over is not what life’s about… but my thoughts were so loud”
see you all next year.
UPDATED:
FULL VERSION —> 36
there is a chinese idiom “work or not work is still 36” (做又３６唔做又３６）
so should i not work?
but here, i work for my 36 project (in fact i stole this idea from someone else, though i changed a bit)
我講真的, can i?
“we tried, we failed.” Jeane – The Smiths
“we tried we tried we really tried but no one could do it.” – Humans – Islands
“I tried, also cried.” Can’t Leave Her Behind – Bob Dylan
“I think I thought I saw you try.” Losing my religion – REM
“And try one, and try two.” Here I Dreamt I Was an Architect – The Decemberists
“I’m gonna try hard this time not to touch the ground.” By The Sea – Suede
“I try to stay awake but it’s 58 hours since that I last slept with you” Black Star – Radiohead
“I keep on trying hard not to try too hard.” Killamangiro – Babyshambles
“I don’t even want to try” Happy You’re Gone – Placebo
click to enlarge. chi version only.
I remember there was a chinese prose saying the young don’t know about sorrow, but in order to write they put themselves in that sorrow even there is none. after years they finally tasted all kinds of misfortune, but they fail to say it anymore, utter only about the weather.
I remember my friend S took me to a live performance of a blind singer called Zhou Yun-Peng (周雲蓬), i was so touched by one of his songs that night. The lyrics go like this: we earn our money with blood and sweat, and then we give it to our landlord, I am bored with such living.
i don’t know whether i can wholly relate myself to the prose nor the song, but i found myself fail to say anymore, and I am bored with such living.
欲語還休
我對自己的這種生活有一點厭倦了
(i dont want to make myself sound like this miserable, cos it might not be as bad as you think i am now, maybe i just need some times as usual, in search for myself and life again- just like what sigur ros wrote in somewhere (hope i don’t have a false memory) and then wake up happy, wake up happy.)
Further reading:
辛棄疾《醜奴兒》
Further listening:
周雲蓬《錢錢錢》
a pack of tickets and paper dated from 1999-2009. it’s terrific to see them actually. that pretty much explains why i can’t save money.
something lost, nothing gained 