today i am twenty-five

So seldom come up here to write,
but i realise i have nothing much to write nowadays..

Am i living a meaningful life or a boring life?


Just had dinner with my colleagues,
where we had a belated birthday celebration for boss.
Only that, no one knows it was my birthday today until the end.

Sigh~

But this year was much better than last already =)

Happy birthday to me!
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Seng il chu ka ham ni da!

shinee is shiny

recently, i am obssessed with this dance. As well as the whole group of boys, with solid vocals and solid dance. they might as well be 2pm plus 2am and half the number of people. ahhahaaaa
Really like the dance moves, a little like skating-aerobics fusion dance, a dance with direction and theme, title 'juliette' as of ' Romeo and Juliette' and the dance steps portray the romeo , in modern terms. I like how juliette is referred to by drawing curves of a woman, and things like blowing pettles of flowers off the palm, being incorporated in it. This group has always been tightly-knitted, extremely adorable, innocent and hardworking.拭目以待!



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jaemee yiseryo!!

(Sigh~ have not revised my korean words for class tmr)

blew my mind

Why does PHS look so shy after the last word?
I think it is pure sincerity for him to write something for his mother after she has passed away so long ago (1991), and I am feel the love oozing out of his words. I am so touched every time i play this. This is his most gentle voice so far. year 1991, the night the cold wind blew.


And again at the concert, even in his very clashing outfit with muscles, spotting a fake tattoo and punky hair, hyoshin delivers this song with so much emotions, pausing at phrase A to hold back from tears, and finally letting it go on the last 2 words.. wiping his tears also seem so cute.


Park Hyoshin is taking over a huge part of space in my heart.

That I reduced listening to sodagreen...(guilty, very guilty)

Because he is such a serious and sincere singer.

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And at the same time, a suju addict as well. **sorry sorry sorry sorry** tatananananananana
tata nananananananana.. and i can dance to it too.


Them driving taiwan crazy



their powerful korean fans
( i like their funny vocal qualities, and that they dun care if they had to dress geeky and very metro)




Their full dance-only MV done in ONE take. Woohoo!! I just love the choreography.
13 people dancing to a geeky song hahhahaaaa i just GOTTA LOVE IT! So this dance is known as the ice-skating dance, with computer-iconic dancing moves, which is about the most recent types of dance around. And there are many people in the world trying to imitate the dance, as wth Nobody (Wonder girls) and gee (??).




Original mixed MV, looking up close at them... blew my mind.

IN love with PHS

I am head over heels about Park hyo shin,
unfortunately or fortunately.
have never liked guys with mature, husky voice... infact i repell such voice in the past.
But park hyo shin is SO GOOD.

So good i never want to listen to any other things anymore.
And listening to his songs and quiet talking voice just makes me feel very romancy. Sigh~

Here's afew footage of performances which deviates from his usual ballads:

Look only at me - Originally sang by Tae yang of Big bang, but hyoshin made is so sexy and slick. I just LOVE IT! Lee Hana always go speechless infront of him, and he is SO SHY doing the song. Oh my, shy guys are just so cute!





Lucky - he is soooo serious about the duet that his stare makes his partner giggle, and I am jealous. This song this version gives me the romantic smile every time i hear it in the morning. =)





I never understood WHY people find an opposite sex sexy, but I do find park hyo shin sexy.




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Hongkong 2009

享受

逛了一整天的街
回到房间开了冷气，一下下，
然后想试看刚买的eye mask
然后它需要遮盖整个眼睛的！
只好坐着什么都不做，
非常安静的房间里，凌晨刚进三时分。

开随身听，播着卢广仲的concert version
享受如此简单！！
jazz得很轻松。


上礼拜忙着作presentation和测验，
接下来希望赶紧把去香港旅行的文章跟照片post上来。


开始想念以前常上来写东西的感觉。

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如果你曾经做过一点梦 请记得想像的轮廓
如果你暂时什么都不想做
至少有你 还有我 装饰紫夜尽头

如果你曾经捧过一掌水 抓得越紧流失得越多
[嬉戏之后-苏打绿]

Park Hyo Shin

I don't know what is this, but i like it.
I usually do not like guys with husky deep voice.
I don't know what is this, but i like it.
I like being touched by a voice.



unbelievably gentle guy.





another footage of a song I love. park hyo shin!

今晚，明早即将到香港旅行。
希望能非常愉快！

的确

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中毒太深...

哈哈哈哈!

的确.

热

最近
天气热..热...热!!!

整个衣服裤子全湿透了
汗流浃背，根本象冲凉。


下礼拜，我就要去香港走走了， 是跟好朋友！
期待，期待，
苏打绿也有去呕，既然那么巧，
我就来个跟踪去签唱会看看吧！
太棒了！
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多多冲凉

about [春。日光]

苏打绿的新专辑终於发了！

上礼拜听到[春。日光]专辑的首播主打<日光>觉得太开心的歌并不适合我，觉得乡味太农了，然后跟好友表示我的失望。听到专辑里的<各站停靠>的没几叭拍便咽不下;太梦幻，太迷惘，太鬼意的意境，当时只是听音乐跟声音没有歌词，就整个人。。。毛胡忪然！

还记得第一次听到苏打绿的音乐在两年前，并也是如此。


星期六跟好友到HMV把整张专辑陆续的听完，站了很久，不懂歌词，但是却越听越享受，越听越过瘾。到了专辑的一半，我就决定这个非买不可。买专辑，对我来说，是一种收藏，收藏曾经的感动。所以我不随便把专辑摆在音乐盒里，因为它们要对得上苏打绿给过我的感动。


特别是看到了<各站停靠>的歌词之后，才明白整个概念，把庄子的[庄周梦碟]故事，串成歌，边说边唱，中间以中文跟法文互相交叉的默契，迷醉的重迭的音乐，跟钢琴的衬托，整个歌就是完美到了一个极致。

昔者庄周梦为胡蝶，
栩栩然胡蝶也，自喻适志与，不知周也。
　　俄然觉，则蘧蘧然周也。
　　不知周之梦为胡蝶与？胡蝶之梦为周与？
-庄子《齐物论》

I love how he fits in the phrases of the poem, what seem so distant and far in history,placed so appropriately into the naunces of each phrase, the lyrics pause
and flow, waiting for the timely music to sit on and words whispered almost like to self, carelessly but meaningfully. The french words made the atmosphere eerie but beautiful, like 2 strangers who once knew each other, exchanging thoughts of learning to feel bliss but only to see it in one other's shoes.


这是一个花于碟，跌与人的故事：青峰
我说何至。

这也许是我听过最美丽的一首。


最后<交响曲>，我一听了8叭拍便非常喜欢。


[春。日光]充满了春天对生命的希望跟苏醒，简单与洁净，也带来一种平静的快乐。
我不再排斥这样的歌。也许能接受苏打绿的那扇门总是不直接，但是一旦打开了，就是收获无比，就不想走出去。美丽的词就是我的弱点。


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美好是因为挑战无私的天真
罪恶是因为克服背叛的恐惧。。。

美丽是因为滞留昏迷的倦意
丑恶是因为无视梦境的逝去
。。。

美好是因为克服美好的恐惧
美好是因为无视美好的逝去。
<日光-青峰>





What mind bogging lyrics!
But I am a sucker for good lyrics.

I shall not auto-play <各站停靠> to spare its eerie atmosphere, I am sure not many would like this, but only to acknowledge the amount of thought, ingenious creativity and emotional effort that have gone into making it, :

check out

was checking out afew things:


Uniqlo at Tampines one (so far away), as there were many reports

Korean songs (look at right hand side bar bottom)


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it's getting late

Happy April day

Took a long break away from internet and I'm back!

Nowadays, i just live life.
As simply as that.

I sleep early at ten with a book in bed and doze off until the next morning.
I do my net surfing in the wee hours of the morning before as I wait for the heater.
And I take a full breakfast before work.


Making a point to eat healthily gives me more energy and helps reflect on appreciating the many things in life, health and time. And the best part is I enjoyed every moment of it, making a decision to take 2-fruits-and-2-vegetables a day, avoiding that cuppa tea/coffee (which leads to a vicious cycle of tiredness leading to many cups of caffeine leading to palpitation and hyposomnia or bad sleep leading to tiredness leading to more and more cups, which is logically bad)


I hope to use more of the facilities downstairs though, to increase my exercise, which I have been doing very little of.. sadly, and since I haven't touched those ever since moving in for the past 8 years.



Everyday, when I walk to work at the warm underground pass, looking at the murals and quotes painted on the walls, i think about what I do as a person, what I want in life, everyday. And I think it was a good exercise for me. I have learnt to take it easy and not sweat the small stuffs. A few days of break is good to recharge, and it is even more important to understand that every one is dispensible to the institution, there is always someone who can replace you if you should leave. So upgrading oneself is so important to remain relevant and useful. At the same time, our institution is also dispensible to us, such that people can change job ever so frequently. What's important is to know what are we working for? The money? The passion? The people we care about, our family? And when a balance can be found, shall we understand the meaning of success. Or, being successful.



a little wicked hobby: Have been watching the korean version of boys over flowers lately, and it is giving me those laughter and sweetness in handsome doses. Ha, sounds wierd actually.



Learning everyday, learning to live in the moment.
And not take myself too seriously.
Seriously speaking.

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1st of April marks the first anniversary of working in working life. ha
And I thought my enrolment in workplace was a joke.
Happy belated April fool's day, to me!

Departures

Watched Departures today, at a very inappropriate time when I am about to catch a full-blown flu, and I still made my way in the blinding rain to the cinema, sneezing all the way. My condition affected me, I couldn't really concentrate or put in my emotions into what I see. I felted extremely disappointed that I couldn't weep as much as my three colleagues, I couldn't weep at all...

This is a movie talking about how a man got into the job of an undertaker, specifically those who enbalm and dresses the dead before sending them off their last journey. I enjoyed the humor of the movie very much, the scrubing bathing scene, the misunderstanding of the interview/advertisement, the making of the demo of enbalmment process. From watching one enbalment to another, we can see how close was the family to the dead, whether there were any unresolved issues with the dead, whether one's last words of farewell would be thank you, or I am sorry. Like they say, funerals and rituals are made for the people alive, not for the dead. It is a way of coming to terms with unresolved issues with a person and bringing things to a closure. It is the 'the End' of someone's story,anyone's story. I think the actor did a good job in portraying the fear, the professionalism of his 'job', the respect for the dead and the gift of gentle touch to something/someone forbidden. As the character matures progressively in the story, he comes to terms with his own past, and the ending segment was a great way for him to come to terms with his own hatred and love.


This movie reminds everyone of us to live a life without regrets, not to take anyone for granted and to learn to cherish soon enough, so that should things come to an end, one would be full of thank/gratitude, than sorry/sorrow. Perhaps it would be a traumatic lesson for those who have not thought about it, and that's why so many people cried in the theatre. I realised it only when the lights came on and everyone were in tears, eyes red and hands full of tissue. When asked which part/s were so weepy, all my friends told me it wasn;t the scene that were depressing, it was the thought that they could relate to that made them cry, then only I understood.


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真正付出真心的人才懂得何为哭
为何哭

另一种感动

上星期请到假
带妈咪一起出去吃午餐
我说我要吃delifrance因为套餐很便宜
然后妈妈也不会拒绝我(妈妈不喜欢我浪费钱)
当吃到甜品的时候我就很饱吃不下了
妈妈竟然把全部的食物吃完。。
我知道
女儿请妈妈吃的东西对她来说就是不一样
宝贵得一点都不想浪费
我都知道
所以我党下也非常感动
即便那个价格对我来说一点也不昂贵


当天我们逛了6小时


感觉好久没有这种时间过得充实又有意义的一天

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所以我想永远记得这一天

=)

都说写日记是一种冲动了

都说写日记是一种冲动了


解除懒惰也是一种冲动


把三个月累积的便便一次大完


在公司里有蛮多临时打工的学生
最近来了一个看起来傻傻的，乖乖的，
但是工做起来非常勤奋的男孩。
无论我丢什么任务给他，都能很快的完成。
(甚至还比更资深的同事更‘好用’)
所以，我在这位男孩子身上学到了对工作该有态。

无论做什么事情，都很投入很认真的工作态度。

令我感动的是，
放工后，
我遇见男孩手牵着妈妈到百货买东西。
我的热情招呼其实充满了他的敬佩跟感动。

这种孩子，不可多得。



所以，在吃着便当的同时，
我还在想着怎么记录这样的感动，
就开始有了写日记的冲动，
感觉还蛮爽。

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真的蛮爽。

去看心情溶剂

昨天傍晚
独自去看了一场创作歌曲发表会：心情溶剂
虽然不是第一次了
但是想要听歌，现场气氛和音乐文字背后的思考的欲望太大了
在下午时分就索性订了票。

还好，在UCC遇见LEMON和友人，还有伟盛和友人。
记得，昨晚的创作水准比上两阶的好很多。

我想，在听音乐的时候，我的心灵是处於愉悦的状态，
即便我身边都是陌生人，
我还是可以很享受整个气氛和快感。


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我爱死我自己了
神经病

有一些想法

发现身边很多非常谈得来的朋友都是巨蟹座的人
喜欢他们容易开放心怀来和你深谈的性格
因为我喜欢深谈。
朋友说她恋爱失败很多次
每次都是因为有第三者的插入
虽然我不能完全体会那种心情
但起码我可以陪她一起参加SDU活动
哈哈哈哈哈哈哈哈
开玩笑的。
她说她再也不相信有缘分这种东西，不相信爱情能专属一个人。
对於这种悲观的看法我当然非常不认同，
让我看来，爱情是一半缘分一半自我选择跟努力。
与其让我找到，爱情我更希望看见朋友找到自己的爱情。

另一个巨蟹座的友人，情况正好相反，真实令人生气。
她恋爱无数，跟她八卦八卦一下，
就知道她对爱情非常看得开。反正一个接一个， 哈，开玩笑的。
You spend alot of time and money on me, I too spend alot on you.
Happiness we share together, at this very moment.
Whatever the future may hold, together or apart, come what may.
But at least, this very minute, we are in love.
恋爱是一种陪伴，
一旦有了延续到未来的压力， 爱情就变得实际又脆弱。
既然永远是一个到不了的地方，为什么对那么多人它还是很重要？


不在乎天长地久，只在乎现在拥有嘛。





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A construction worker travels all the way from Bangladesh,
for a building construction project of a lavish hotel.
From digging the land, working with machines,
breathing smoke and bearing with loud noise throughout the hours of work,
to end the days with a squeezy journey on the back of a lorry to a place
somewhere with a bed.
Slowly, the pillars are up, the rooms have roofs and tiny details flourish
into what may seem like a multiple star hotel.
And on the last night, he sleeps on the concrete floors of blood, sweat
and tears,
looks up at the towering floors of the masterpiece,
with satisfaction and envy,
and never to return again to the very room that now,
shelters rich man of power, status and prada.


Just something that comes to mind when staring outside the bus window whenever I pass by Orchard turn at half past nine.





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Weep, and you weep alone.
Laugh, and the whole world laughs with you.

dear diary

看见有回应
开心得直喊YAY




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我非常喜欢卢广仲的音质，太舒服了~

好想要挥霍 - 卢广仲 (Lu Guang Zhong)

我穿戴整齐面对疯狂的
世界不管今天面对谁
微笑是必须


就算你不在意
我微笑的原因
是我仅有的自信
---我很喜欢陈琪真的这个词

新年

Dear diary

This year’s Chinese New Year celebration was a homely one. Eve fell on a Sunday and I woke up late enough for Brunch… spent the whole day clearing up old stuffs from my room, which was surprisingly a rather renewing and uplifting chore to do. It makes me feel alive again, letting go of things which are holding space for years but have little to do with my lifestyle nowadays and finding new place for things which have important value to me. Throwing away stuffs you have kept for 10 years isn’t an easy chore to do, but it is also a timely reminder that life goes on, and what goes into memory stays pretty much as that. By 4pm, we were ready for tuan yuan fan. When my brother came back later on at night, we ate again round 2 at about 9pm. And we bathed and washed our hair as we always do on CNY eve, I still do not know why washing hair is not allowed on CNY day… and we later on watched TV together and talked crap until it was 1.30am, and my dad suddenly insisted on playing mahjong. So we played until 4.30am with me loosing most of the money due to lack of experience and sheer stupidity. Ha. Happy niu year!


I love the bustle and crowd of CNY at home, I love having lots of people coming home and eating ,talking and laughing together. Though it could be nonsense we were talking about, but I don’t bother correcting people about things on this occasion, everything goes as long as we are all happy. So come ask me stupid questions on CNY days and I will happily answer every single one of them. Haha just kidding.





非常喜欢热闹的感觉。非常喜欢跟家庭主妇的亲戚谈天，因为完全没有压力也不必多
费脑力拐弯抹角的，就可以谈得很开心。也许我日常成活中已经习惯费脑力又拐弯
抹角的与人共通。。。



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happy 牛 year
moomoo~

dear diary

刚打完麻将，太困了。
晚安！

新年快乐。

Dear diary again

Dear diary 5,

每天换班真的不是很好的事。不同时间，吃饭不同时间睡觉，不同时间上班。
今天我又胃痛了。再见，我该去睡觉了。




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dear diary 6,


我怀疑我真的是个长不大的孩子。就酱！





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dear diary 7,



今天爸爸在我的房外放了很多粉红色的花，他想触景我的桃花运。我的天啊！






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总在人潮散去，瞬间觉醒
全身力气得不到片刻安宁
直到今天还不能放开昨天的手..
两个人彼此间的必须..
--crowd卢广仲

Dear diary

Dear diary,


在超市逛的时候，有位妈妈替儿子选衣服，我听见妈妈的话里充满着骄傲。 在每个父母心中，儿女一定是最帅最美的。

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Dear diary2,


今早早餐是，爸爸突然说：‘不要这么挑剔，人好有事业长得普通就象我这样就好好’我就说‘其实你的女儿很多人追的，只是没有什么好的选择而以。。’我的单身身份是父母最操心的部分，但是竟然爱情缘分是勉强不来的东西，我觉得没有什么好担心的，我一定要让爸妈觉得很放心才是。




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Dear diary3,

最近有很多同事他们都辞职了，他们要去哪里？我想，我是很偷偷的在想，应该今年我一定也要找到跟我兴趣很match的职业，I need passion in the work I do to find it fulfulling and sustainable.




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Dear diary4,

开始工作时候，我才明白应酬是怎么一回事。



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dear diary

i am going out to dye my hair now.

i am feeling sooo....... nervous!

11/1/09 11:30am



i am back!
my hair is dyed a chestnut brown with a lil tinge of red
i protested for the choice of colour, but the hairstylist said to trust him.
i guess i did.

Sunday morning quickly came and I woke up feeling jittery, and the house was emptied for the trying to be fit family (who were mostly underweight and sedentary), except for me. I was in bed. Of course, I was sedentary and underweight too, or maybe more so. Was feeling tired from yesterday’s full day shopping and gorging myself at Bakerzin, amusingly not for its cakes, at the insistence of my closest friends. =D We ate and chatted and basically, every one was asking me to quickly go dye my hair as I have been bothered by it for a long while. I have seen others with tremendous changes from perming to dyeing and rebonding, to lasik and so on… I was in such a dilemma whether to dye or not, and not so much what colour to change it, mainly because I loved by black fine hair very much. I loved my black hair. But, I just thought I wanted some change to it. And very quickly, morning came and I found myself going for breakfast alone, and whilst queuing up for what seems the most popular store in the region, my bro who was just booked out spotted me and we ended up eating together. It was weird how he acted like a big bro, advising me not the dye my hair because it is physically damaging, because how I should not follow the crowd and because of so many reasons. Ha. NS is definitely teaching him something. And soon when my family walked back from their big walk, they joined in the protest. I stayed on to do some clothings just to hear some more rejections before leaving the house. The public transport took its time and I fell asleep briefly. And before I knew it, I was seated in front of the mirror and Brandon was snipping off my hair ends, before he asked what I was doing that day.

I looked through some colour palette and for once, did not realize how many shades can one brown make; From blond to ash to copper to red to chocolate brown. He recommended me some brown colour with a tinge of red in it to liven up my complexion, but I was very against the idea of RED. After much protest, I was bought over and he started mixing some clayish thing in a pot. So the colour job began. First, big chuncks of hair were clipped away while he sectioned sheets into 1 inched each, then slab on the milky mud looking goo onto the hair and painted it and rubbed it in, carefully avoiding the scalp, as I have forewarned him about my sensitive skin. What colour the final product will be like was totally obscure from looking at the mud. So he patiently sectioned and painted my hair while I flipped through the magazine with thin concentration. Somewhere in the middle of the painting, we started to chat and he kept making me laugh so that he could see my face blush. I couldn’t help blushing no matter how much I tried, especially when I laughed. It happened when I was a baby; my mum knows this better than me. When he finally finished painting the sheets, my head was covered with mud. The next moment, a halo was rotating around my head like I was the equator. I felt hot. And I felt hot for the next 1 hour, while Brandon went over to straighten a blond hair, he was a popular request. When all the globe-rotating thing finally ended, he checked my hair as though laser eyes could tell him the colour has penetrated. To me, I still looked covered in mud. I was seated at the basin and he started washing off the mud with cold water and I enjoyed the massaging of the scalp and rubbing. Somehow, I don’t remember my mum doing such a good job herself, but that was so long ago. I remembered my shampooing were more like yanking and bobbing of head around… no wonder I always felt dizzy after a bath. After a second shampoo, the treatment begins and I was left there ‘treated’ for a good 45 minutes. I almost fell asleep when somebody female came and washed off the stuff and I was seated back again at the mirror. And without warning or anticipation, the towel was removed and I saw, for the first time, my hair was not black. OH MY GOD! WOW!! I heard OSed in my head, and I couldn’t help laughing at myself in the mirror. What was worthy was the thrill of a first timer being surprised at the sudden change of look, as with all my friends’ experience. Then Brandon realized I was shifted and came back quickly looking offended that his customer was touched without his knowledge. And my hair was blowed dry, trimmed again at the ends to give it movement and neaten the layers. Then was the straightening-blowing part which gave the hair the shinny and healthy appearance. Not satisfied with the cut again, he adjusted the fringe and cut some more to give it even more movement. I thought I looked nice enough, but he continued to adjust the look. The hair stylist felt pretty proud of his taste and asked if I agreed. Yes, it looked like what I wanted. After the job was done, I was given some hair care advice and how to wear it, but I am sure I couldn’t have made it such salon-perfect style when I am doing my hair at home. I walked out of the salon feeling happy that I have finally done something, good or different, for myself, and the process made me feel good and relaxed. My hair looked so soft with a healthy shine, and the brown enhances the layers done while the copper added radiance to the overall look, with my fringe swept to the side, half covering my eye. I liked that I don’t look very different from when I stepped in, but somehow better. The first to see my new colour was my bro, and he insisted we shall go shopping together.



One day after my colour job, I reluctantly washed my hair fearing that I might loose the nice glossy shine from the treatment and neat layers from the blow dry. I would be happy if I could loose some of the colour to get a even more toned down chocolate colour, however the lather were all white. It is true that I cannot reproduce the salon-perfect hair myself, but just thinking about the experience of a first timer was happy enough. I liked that I had finally put myself through it and enjoyed the process and emerging looking very close to what I wanted and what I was intially ;)


happy new year! =)

11/1/09 11:30pm

拜拜2008

2008年 拜 拜!

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我最近是怎么了？
我变得不那么喜欢一个人逛街。
我到底怎么了？

前天闲逛书局
看见我曾经喜欢的作者出书
=)
但是明明就没有很帅
干嘛还登那么多照片
真是的！


关于我上上个post
看到有回应，
我真的吓到了。
=)

谁不想要过简单生活呢？
在我们现代社会那么多生活上的压力，
人际关系的纷扰，
我们能拥有简单生活吗？

简单是从自己本身找到的，
不是那么容易被环境影响的。

可能是因为我们还不能足与现状，
简单生活才变得如此珍贵。



好吧，
那就。。。
希望2009年能活得更精彩！

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新年快乐呕！