钢琴生气了。
眼泪从脸颊流了下来。
看了很不是滋味。
愤。
有点不爽。
走音了。怎么弹?
别想欺骗我耳朵,还说是这样的。
没有水准。
烧香。膜拜。民俗。
不在某某的风俗习惯中。
今世的书生下世的皇帝。
干嘛与贱民过意不去。
时间浪费了一大半。
还是交托于你比较实际。
无爹娘的孤儿啊,继续在街上哭闹与打架。
我没事。
钢琴生气了。
眼泪从脸颊流了下来。
看了很不是滋味。
愤。
有点不爽。
走音了。怎么弹?
别想欺骗我耳朵,还说是这样的。
没有水准。
烧香。膜拜。民俗。
不在某某的风俗习惯中。
今世的书生下世的皇帝。
干嘛与贱民过意不去。
时间浪费了一大半。
还是交托于你比较实际。
无爹娘的孤儿啊,继续在街上哭闹与打架。
我没事。
亲爱的,
晚安。
*知道你到了。就在不远处。
你有你的任务,我有我的角色。
今晚,没有特别思念谁。
谢谢你为我带来的玩具,我很喜欢。
还有很多芝麻绿豆的小事,都是在你陪伴中度过。
无聊中,想想你,又过了一天。
就依你的,也过了不少日子。
还好有你的陪伴。
还好有你的鼓励。
还好你有你的矜持。
还好你有你的等待。
我是真的很努力了的。
A prosaic GRE. Hmm.
A bland Monday. Hmm.
An abjured promise. Hmm.
A spurned relationship.
The infallibility Ravan.
The acumen You.
The dazed me.
要开始了。
你的来信,短短地写着两行字:
“It had happen in the past and it will continue to happen. Watch it as a play as a detached observer and your boat will go across. "
该结束的,由它。
该开始的,由我作主。
傍晚,面包车嘟嘟地在住家区沿着大街小巷旋转;孩童们兴高采烈地在草场嬉戏、踢足球。
家里,妻子在准备菜肴,简单的一餐。丈夫在浴室享受着沐浴,回家的轻松,自在得不得了。
为人妻。怎么一转眼就成了寡妇。
太多的哭泣与哀号。
就连不懂事的婴儿也哭个不停。
太多的难过。心酸。
一转眼,在不远处的天边出现的战机早已轰隆隆地在头上飞过。丝毫不客气地扔下炸弹。扎实地硬与地碰撞。真壮观。我说这的确是个奇迹呀。好不容易才上演了这一幕。也不是每个人都这么幸运可以观赏的。
真是奇迹。
你的来信,紧握在我手。
我会一直伴你左右,直到谢幕。
Monday: Monday is a blue day. So petulant. I don't wanna stay back late in the office.
Tuesday: I'll go pasar malam with mommy after work. She needs me to carry stuffs for her. And all the stuffs she bought are actually for the family, not for her alone.
Wednesday: It's a sport club day today. All staffs will leave the office on time for sport club event. No one is staying late.
Thursday: I've swimming lesson every Thursday. I'll leave the office at 5:30PM sharp.
Friday: Today is Friday! Who the hell wanna stay back late?
I am the reason.
So I witnessed the beauty of Petaling Street. The night view of Chinatown in Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia.
8PM. Thanks for the incident. :)
Although I don't remember who you are, I may not recognize you in a crowd too, I don't even think we have chatted before at this moment in our lives. Still I wanna say thank you, thank you so much for the words, and the unforgettable sweet smiling face.
I love you. :)
So I had lunch with you this afternoon, together with my colleague after a client visit in Klang. What a good reason to stop by at Kota Kemuning before heading back to office in Cheras.
So yeah, it was the story.
I called you the night before, wanted to steal a piece of time for this afternoon. But I dialed the wrong number, and your mom picked up the phone.
"Hello."
With a pretty noisy background. I guessed you're not at home. Anyway I thought it was you.
"Hey, where are you?"
"Are you looking for me or Stephanie?"
"Oh, sorry. I dialed the wrong number! I'm so sorry."
"Did she give you this number before?"
"Ya, ya. She used to contact me using this number."
"Aiyo this girl. She confused all her friends in the world."
"I'm sorry, so sorry."
"Do you have her number?"
"Ya, ya. The something like 012, is it?"
"Ya, 012............" She started to mumble a list of numbers.
"Ya. Ok, thank you. I'll call her now. Thanks!"
We both hung up the phone.
So ya, it was the story.
She confused all her friends in the world.
Luckily I didn't say "Honey, where are you?"
Otherwise, I'll be confusing your mom so much.
And that will be so miserable. Haha.
Ya. So where are you, honey?
I see myself, as who I am;
I see things, as what they are;
I see the world, as how it is;
I love you, as who you are.
Today is Friday. I'm very happy today. Wishing the same will go to u too, a happy Friday. Good day my fren. :)
And it was yesterday.
Met a new soul this morning. She came all the way from the states. The first question she asked me was: How old are you? What a weird start. I said 27. Oh you look like 15, she said.
I knew it.
Guess What, she's living in Springfield, MA. Where I used to be during summer 2010. What a beautiful summer, it's still in my mind all the time.
Surprise meeting.
After all, gotta kick start the day.
Time now is 10am, Saturday morning.