Friday, September 9
今天到了五月天阿信的博客才发现，原来五月天出新歌了。
我一读，就已爱上了歌词了。
虽然于五月天的风格有所不同，
但歌词的意义... 还是如此的动人。
有空就听一听吧：
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fgWLAYFv9G0
五月天 -- OAOA (現在就是永遠)
我相信 苦澀的 眼淚
我不信 甜美的 誓言
我相信 音樂就該 音樂
我相信 愛情的 純粹
我不信 華麗的 詩篇
我相信 熱烈的 爭辯
我不信 無聲的 和諧
我相信 秒秒的 瞬間
我不信 年年的 永遠
我相信 搖滾就能萬歲
快張開你的嘴OAOA
再不管你是誰OAOA
人生都太短暫
別想 別怕 別後退
現 在 就 是 永 遠
出生的那一年OAOA
轉眼就這一天OAOA
人生都太短暫
去瘋 去愛 去浪費
和我 再唱 OA OAOA
O A O A
O A O A
我们到低几时才会记得， 珍惜眼前的每一刻？
"过去的都已过去了，我们又无法预测未来；
只有眼前的这一刻最珍贵。
活好现在的每一刻，每一秒；才不会变成将来的遗憾。"
我一读，就已爱上了歌词了。
虽然于五月天的风格有所不同，
但歌词的意义... 还是如此的动人。
有空就听一听吧：
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fgWLAYFv9G0
五月天 -- OAOA (現在就是永遠)
我相信 苦澀的 眼淚
我不信 甜美的 誓言
我相信 音樂就該 音樂
我相信 愛情的 純粹
我不信 華麗的 詩篇
我相信 熱烈的 爭辯
我不信 無聲的 和諧
我相信 秒秒的 瞬間
我不信 年年的 永遠
我相信 搖滾就能萬歲
快張開你的嘴OAOA
再不管你是誰OAOA
人生都太短暫
別想 別怕 別後退
現 在 就 是 永 遠
出生的那一年OAOA
轉眼就這一天OAOA
人生都太短暫
去瘋 去愛 去浪費
和我 再唱 OA OAOA
O A O A
O A O A
歌词中写着：
"我相信 秒秒的 瞬間
我不信 年年的 永遠"
我们到低几时才会记得， 珍惜眼前的每一刻？
"过去的都已过去了，我们又无法预测未来；
只有眼前的这一刻最珍贵。
活好现在的每一刻，每一秒；才不会变成将来的遗憾。"
what we are, right now @ 6:41 PM.
Thursday, September 8
over the past few days,
i've been typing drafts, saving them, deleting them..
i haven't posted in so long, i kinda forgot how to write,
what to write.. or rather, how to properly express myself.
with my love of writing, isn't this pathetic? ):
i just deleted an entire chunk of words. twice.
i guess im really starting to consider,
what do i want to share with the world..
and what.. i'm only willing to share with a select few (;
today, im not going to bother furnishing this post.
no colours, no frills.
--
canoeing formal dinner a few days ago was... idk.
i was glad to see everyone in the same place again;
yet i felt terribly out of place in the damned formal wear.
not to mention, i felt like some fashion police was going
to ambush me for wearing the same thing to the same place twice .__.
if only i could've gathered the courage to heck care
& went in my jeans + tshirt + maybe a vest/blazer ensemble.
if it were in cwss, i wldn't have cared.
"no! everyone's wearing a dress.
the seniors will freaking judge you!"
if i was the me in cwss, that wld never have deterred me.
in fact, it would have delighted me to simply be.. me.
stubborn as hell in my own right,
staying by my beliefs and principles until im convinced otherwise..
which is either impossible or terribly difficult :P
since when have i bowed to such peer pressure?
i have no idea.
since when have i cared what others think?
i didn't want attention, i didn't want to stand out.
still, i felt horribly uncomfortable.
when i got home, i was really thinking, wondering..
and i hated this change in me.
i dont give a damn anymore, i'm gonna be myself.
i'm not going to force myself into sth i feel completely out of..
i'm going to stay true to myself ;D
"when the clock strikes 12, im reverting back.
Reverse Cinderella."
i've been typing drafts, saving them, deleting them..
i haven't posted in so long, i kinda forgot how to write,
what to write.. or rather, how to properly express myself.
with my love of writing, isn't this pathetic? ):
i just deleted an entire chunk of words. twice.
i guess im really starting to consider,
what do i want to share with the world..
and what.. i'm only willing to share with a select few (;
today, im not going to bother furnishing this post.
no colours, no frills.
--
canoeing formal dinner a few days ago was... idk.
i was glad to see everyone in the same place again;
yet i felt terribly out of place in the damned formal wear.
not to mention, i felt like some fashion police was going
to ambush me for wearing the same thing to the same place twice .__.
if only i could've gathered the courage to heck care
& went in my jeans + tshirt + maybe a vest/blazer ensemble.
if it were in cwss, i wldn't have cared.
"no! everyone's wearing a dress.
the seniors will freaking judge you!"
if i was the me in cwss, that wld never have deterred me.
in fact, it would have delighted me to simply be.. me.
stubborn as hell in my own right,
staying by my beliefs and principles until im convinced otherwise..
which is either impossible or terribly difficult :P
since when have i bowed to such peer pressure?
i have no idea.
since when have i cared what others think?
i didn't want attention, i didn't want to stand out.
still, i felt horribly uncomfortable.
when i got home, i was really thinking, wondering..
and i hated this change in me.
i dont give a damn anymore, i'm gonna be myself.
i'm not going to force myself into sth i feel completely out of..
i'm going to stay true to myself ;D
"when the clock strikes 12, im reverting back.
Reverse Cinderella."
what we are, right now @ 7:28 PM.
