Things’ve changed, but I keep going

These few months I seldom wrote anything. I felt lonely when I don’t write anything…and uncomfortable…and incomplete…

But that’s not the reason for this entry. I said previously I would stop writing for a while, even if I were to start, I would start at somewhere else, not here because this place only for that season. Things have changed. This entry is for you, to inform you. I don’t know who you are, male? female? young? old? Not really that important. I want to be your friend. Reason is you care enough to come back all the while. For these few months, I came back here for twice, just twice, not like you. This is my blog, but you care more than I do.

Yeah…I gonna start writing again, but not like anything i’ve written before. I gonna write speech, for myself. I’m not talkative, but I like to preach, I like public speaking. Don’t know why, kind of strange…but I’m not gonna put it in any of my blog. For this, I keep it to myself. If you want it, you don’t read me, you hear me. If not now, then near future.

后来我才发现，虽然时间从来没有停止过跳动，但岁月是一季一季的；就像心也从来没有停止过跳动，但感情也是一段一段。谁都无能为力。我想当时间停止跳动的时候，也是心房停止跳动不能再爱的时候。

每次的离开后再回来，都意味着每次的结束后再开始，就像轮回。

我想这一季就到这里了，也该到这里了。

这里就让它这样子了，就像之前的space, 想写东西想开始的时候就再找个地方。

These few days have turned out to be life-changing since that day’s dinner. Thank you for pushing me into a new phase of life.

原来凌晨4点多的月亮是这样。

透过车窗外望过去的时候像路边放大两倍的街灯。此时的月亮垂得很低，在离地平面30度方向不远的前方。我还是很精神，那个睡觉的时间点在星巴克里闲聊过了。再看其余两人，也还是没有瞌睡的意思；只是我不想开口再打开什么话题，我只是着迷于窗外。月亮给我个酸溜溜的错觉：我做错了。但我知道我没错。我已经学会了处理这些情绪：狠狠地，让过去干净漂亮地成为过去。

今天是平哥的婚礼。急急地赶过去，急急地离开。不过还是像我期待地一样幸运=）

赶到的时候，平哥很热情开心，然后特绅士地伸出手，但我给他一个拥抱。他有点吃惊，一时缓不过来。我忘了自己说了什么，平哥一时不知该怎么招呼，然后脱口说：“也期待你的婚礼。“我好一会才回过神来，一阵惊恐。再一会，回头认真琢磨，我今年21，好像如果认真谈几年恋爱，也差不多了哦。这么一想，又是一阵惊恐：马上告诉自己不可以这么想。

说今天同样的幸运是因为今天听到了和鼎哥婚礼上一样动听的歌–《康定情歌〉，歌词被她们很巧妙地改了，听起来很是顺耳和漂亮=）

Let’s talk about passion (二)

When one finds his passion or calling, whichever it is, and stick to it whole-heartedly; whatever it takes, continue with it, one is really cool and attractive. And that’s the most satisfied, beautiful and fulfilled way of living one can ever have in my sense.

So, if you love to sing, go all out for it, and sing all your way to the most dazzling stage that you can ever have and imagine;

if your passion is dancing, go for it, and practise the move that you’ve always been dreaming of;

if you are to preach, make a way for it, and each time trying your very best making it the most inspirational and impactful one that you can ever deliver.

Whatever it is, you just got to pour out your time and energy and creativity to do it like you never done before each time.

There is a season of time such as this

Such a long break, such a free time.

How should I put it…well…er…I know I’m going to miss it when I look back in future and give many many thanks to God for putting me through this season of time. As I look down alone the path, there can never ever be a season such as this.

Most of the days I wake up at the hour when I feel like waking up in the morning and sleep at the hour when I feel like sleeping; in between, trying to make the most out of it. I am trying to exercise more. In fact, I’ve figured out workouts for each day’s training and diet. I’m having bodybuilding=) I have the time to read magazines such as Man’s Health and Muscle And Fitness. I’m also trying hard to continue practising my guitar as well as not to give up roller skating. I enjoy the time playing basketball. I want to play soccer. I’m listening to the video sermons from other church almost everyday. I’m trying to write speech, and practise preaches. I want to do so many things and the beautiful thing is that I have the time and energy to do so and I’m doing it!

I just want to ask God for a little more self-discipline so that I may not waste up my time while expanding my knowledge and stretching my life experiences.

我只是想喝水了

傍晚的时候路过“面包物语”，吃了两块面包。这样晚饭就吃不下了，夜里要是饿煮点夜宵就可以了。

回来以后，只是坐在电脑前上网，校内最近很热闹：藏独，奥运，西方媒体等等等等。原本只是想通过校内很朋友们保持联系，这样就好了。完了之后是浏览新闻，博客之类的东西，然后再写点东西。很快夜就深了。我感觉很没心，感觉很难再继续手中的事情。可能是在电脑前呆久了，需要休息了；又或者是我饿了，毕竟晚饭只是两片面包。关了屏幕后，我去厨房。是Kenneth在煮面。今天他回来得很晚，这应该是他的晚饭。他煮得很多，应该是很饿了。我看着他煮了很久，我不是馋，我只是不知道我想吃什么。Kenneth煮好面后就端出去了，我还在里头，我什么也没做。胸口的神经末梢有点酸。就是在这些时候冷不丁地我总会想起某些人和事：有时候是关于过去，有时候是关于未来，但大多时候不是关于我一个人。这些冷不丁的想象或是回忆大多不着边际或无法转逆，但那是自然而然的东西，我甩不开。所以它会影响我的情绪, 很多时候。

On the move （二）

很多时候还是在路上，仍然喜欢在路上的感觉：只有我和我自己。

很喜欢走City Link，那里有弥漫了一路的面包香。其实相对于吃，我更喜欢去闻那些面包；就像我对榴莲一样，闻比吃更能令我开心和满足。

当然，要是饿了的时候转个身进去“面包物语”，随手去抓一个然后一个劲儿地往嘴里送就是；累了的时候就转身进去HMV，然后静静地听会儿音乐；要是有点儿空，就再转个身去Esplanade的图书馆看看书，看看风景。其实相对于那边的风景，我更喜欢看那些人看风景。

再过不久是平哥的婚礼。记得去年鼎哥结婚的时候，我一身休闲就进去了，后来觉得很不好意思。那天很幸运，听到一首非常动听的歌–《同心圆〉，直到现在依然觉得动听。不知道平哥的婚礼会不会带来同样的幸运。