You are not alone

"You Are Not Alone"

Another day has gone
I’m still all alone
How could this be
You’re not here with me
You never said goodbye
Someone tell me why
Did you have to go
And leave my world so cold

Everyday I sit and ask myself
How did love slip away
Something whispers in my ear and says
That you are not alone
For I am here with you
Though you’re far away
I am here to stay

But you are not alone
For I am here with you
Though we’re far apart
You’re always in my heart
But you are not alone

‘Lone, ‘lone
Why, ‘lone

Just the other night
I thought I heard you cry
Asking me to come
And hold you in my arms
I can hear your prayers
Your burdens I will bear
But first I need your hand
Then forever can begin

Everyday I sit and ask myself
How did love slip away
Something whispers in my ear and says
That you are not alone
For I am here with you
Though you’re far away
I am here to stay

For you are not alone
For I am here with you
Though we’re far apart
You’re always in my heart
For you are not alone

Whisper three words and I’ll come runnin’
And girl you know that I’ll be there
I’ll be there

You are not alone
For I am here with you
Though you’re far away
I am here to stay
For you are not alone
For I am here with you
Though we’re far apart
You’re always in my heart

For you are not alone
For I am here with you
Though you’re far away
I am here to stay

For you are not alone
For I am here with you
Though we’re far apart
You’re always in my heart

For you are not alone…

 

(Sung by a male singer that I don’t like very much but for the sake of the lyrics…I’ll just have to bear with it)

Another set of good lyrics

If tomorrow never comes
Will she know how much I loved her
Did I try in every way to show her every day
That she’s my only one
And if my time on earth were through
And she must face the world without me
Is the love I gave her in the past
Gonna be enough to last
If tomorrow never comes

‘The Square Root of 3’

I remember this poem recited from one of the crappiest movies I’ve watched. Although the entire plot is just nonsensical, but it is this poem that is so so romantically wonderful.

 

‘The Square Root of 3’

 

I fear that I will always be

A lonely number like root three 

A three is all that’s good and right,

Why must my three keep out of sight

Beneath a vicious square root sign,

I wish instead I were a nine

For nine could thwart this evil trick,

with just some quick arithmetic

I know I’ll never see the sun, as 1.7321

Such is my reality, a sad irrationality

When hark! What is this I see,

Another square root of a three

Has quietly come waltzing by,

Together now we multiply

To form a number we prefer,

Rejoicing as an integer

We break free from our mortal bonds

And with a wave of magic wands

Our square root signs become unglued

And love for me has been renewed.

 

听到很喜欢的歌曲，词写得很好~

忘记三个月过去 忘记你的消息
忘记忙碌的白天 忘记有多空虚
忘记每个纪念日 忘记要去哪里
忘记失眠的黑夜 忘记我有多恐惧
忘记每次呼吸 忘记每天想你
忘记每一秒都在 自己骗自己
如果我真的可以 忘记我们的过去
这世上只剩你 唯一明白 我背上7的秘密
忘记你常说的话 忘记你的微笑
忘记你在我怀里 忘记从前多好
忘记熬过来以前 忘记每分每秒
忘记你走了以后 忘记你变了多少
忘记上次呼吸 忘记上次想你
忘记上一秒还在 自己问自己
这世上除了你 谁会明白 我背上7的秘密
如果我真的可以 忘记所有的过去
这世上只剩下你 唯一明白 我背起就是你

读后感

最近刚看完一本书，书名是 “在北京生活的100个理由”。看完了，整个人就很低落，因为我太想回家了。虽然在北京没什么朋友，也并不是非常能融入那个社会，但是就是觉得回家了，可以有依靠了。在国外游荡了这么多年，总是觉得是无根的花朵，随风而行，挺凄凉的。如今看到狮城华人网，又情不自禁的想回家了。那种感觉，只有经历过的人才能真正感受。

 

很多人向往到国外来，认为国外遍地黄金，但是没想到的是，在外飘零的感觉是孤独，寂寞，无助…..

 

很厌倦这样的生活，很希望热热闹闹的和家人聚在一起，即便是处理琐碎的三姑六婆的事情，那也是一种幸福。

 

我的感受，你们谁能理解？

 

 

After thoughts

I recently made a week-long trip back home. It’s always nice feeling to know that you are in a city where there are relatives by your side and you can look forward to weekly gatherings to gossip about each family’s problems. On the other hand, it’s almost like a diplomatic meeting where most of my time is filled with lunch and dinner appointments. I hate going back home to un-relax (too many friends and relatives to catch up with). All this while I let my head become blank and ‘stoned’ – just to make sure that I spend the week away from work related thoughts. It is refreshing indeed and I came to a very major conclusion that will affect me enormously.

 

It’s always very rewarding to go back home, away from the hustle and bustle of work and studying life. When you sit at your terminal, you get too focused on the tasks in front of you to think beyond those papers and coffee cups. But a trip away can really help you (at least me) make a positive and more open-minded change about my current life and the future I would like to have. There’s a long way to what I will become later on, the things I do, the friends I make. And the process to this is like a dark tunnel to me. I used to panic so much that I don’t have any idea where I am going but now hey, I just go where life takes me.

 

Recently, I also read some stuff which is a true reflection of certain events happening around me. It’s just a simple one-liner but it gave me some comfort as to the chaotic events that have spun off these few weeks. Slowly but surely, I am beginning to take things easier, to learn to cope with things and events and self and to be more ‘down-to-earth’ in my terms.

 

I hope this blog will be some sort of inspiration/comfort to me whenever I find life so bleak. Things will get better, Marina, they always do.

青花瓷

天青色等烟雨而我在等你
炊烟袅袅升起隔江千万里
在瓶底书汉隶仿前朝的飘逸

就当我为遇见你伏笔

天青色等烟雨而我在等你
月色被打捞起晕开了结局
如传世的青花瓷自顾自美丽你眼带笑意

 

 

3 Monks have no water

The pantry helper ‘Aunty’ has not come for work for 3 days.

 

And then – mayheim

 

Although there are people who clears away the rubbish, the pantry is totally chaotic.

 

The coffee pot is near empty – people just drink coffee and then don’t bother to refill it.

 

The hot flask is also at the lowest water mark – people just press and go.

 

The cups people used filled an entire sink – people just take and use then dump it into the sink.

 

The fridge is empty – people just take whatever is there and when there’s no more, they simply take from the cartons nearby and not bother to refill the fridge. Let’s see what happens when the cartons also run down.

 

The water dispenser is empty – people just press and refill and go off. When there’s no more water, they just take from the fridge.

 

So, the very pissed-off me tried to refill the water today. And if you have ever done it, you would know how heavy it is. I can’t do it (and I just had a flu jab on my arm today) and so I had to called my colleague to help. Together, us 2 girls, rolled, pushed, lifted, kicked, pulled…did everything we can to move the heavy tub onto the dispenser.

 

So that everyone else who comes in can have some water to drink.

 

It just reflects the morale of 3 monks having no water – because everyone is waiting for someone else to do it.

 

I don’t understand why can’t they wash their own cups after use, or help to get the water tub onto the dispenser. Are we really so busy that it’s not possible to do these things?

 

And what if ‘Aunty’ doesn’t come back for another week, the pantry would be totally ‘disabled’.

 

他

Some old memories live within you so quietly that you do not feel its exsistence. Till one day when you bump into them again. By chance. By fate. And then those old memories just relive themselves and you experience the joy, the pain, the anger, the mixed variety of feelings comes crushing down…

 

What kind of feelings do you have when you think about the past? Or that someone from the past?

 

Someone told me that he likes to seek closure. And he can’t seem to find the closure for an issue that’s passed quite some time ago. What is closure then? And so what if you had closure? How should you feel after you get the closure you want? Does it make your memories less vivid? Does it make you feel less emotional when those memories come flooding back into your head? What’s closure? How do you achieve it? Are we not facing reality when closure is not achieved?

 

Facing reality is not something everyone can manage and accomplish. And maybe it’s correlated to closure.

 

‘You have never left me – because I put you away in a safe place under lock and key.’

 

 

Working Culture

Wake up>breakfast>crazy traffic>workstation>pantry/toilet>lunch>workstation>crazy traffic>home>sleep>wake up….and the list goes on.

 

Mundane.

Boring.

Lifeless.

 

Nonsense!

 

A lot of people do this everyday for 10 years, 20 years, 30 years….

 

I admire them for their determination and perseverance. I also respect the power of $. But I cannot see myself doing this all my life.

 

Someone from my office said that ‘I look very far ahead’. Hey, planning is one part of life-one part that keeps a lot of us going on and carrying on with the rubbish we are going through.

 

Plan you work then work your plan.

 

The latter part is the tougher one. But still achievable-with brains, time management skills, confidence and a whole list of items…

 

I happen to be the noisy and talkative one at work. In my department, I make most jokes and talk most nonsense. I don’t know why you have to be stern and strict just because you are in a large MNC in the financial services industry. 

 

Maybe I have not shed off the ‘old skin’ from school. I know I am at the transitional stage but I do not ever wish to drop off the ‘old skin’. It’s something in me which I think is unique and brings smiles all round. I don’t want to end up being so straight-faced and serious all the time in the office. Gossip is a form of therapy from work just like shopping.

 

Smile more! 😀

 

Don’t lose that smile!