Truth is~
I think of life to be fruitfully beautiful,
with the right dose of -
love, chaos, simplicity, eccentricity and paradox.
"'Cause it's a bittersweet symphony, this life."
Most of all,
I'm pretty normal...you know? ^^
Soulful Crotchets~
3:26:00 PM
Tuesday, February 21, 2006
Saw simin's entry and remembered that I once read this book (borrowed from miao =D) called 'Channel A: 那年的夢想' by 陈小娴. In the very first chapter, a DJ asked a similar question to “如果能回到过去,你会想要停在什么时候?”
I wonder how many of us ever asked ourselves this question. I always believed that 当你开始怀念过去,一定是因为从前比现在美好。
Maybe when I saw Vanness in the Star Runner Premiere? Fine, he was on the stage and I was at the fifth row...from the back =( And the cinema was ultra dark and the only time I could make out his features properly was when the reporters' camera flashlights collide for the few pathetic seconds and happen to cast upon his face. haiz. Don't remind me. He only stayed for 20 mins.
In fact, I don't want to know Vanness. Dreams and reality don't overlap. Just like when you've been yearning for something that seems so distant and one day, you manage to possess it, the desire fades out in no time. Who knows if I get to meet up with Vanness one day? I might stop liking him after that. It's this out-of-reach feeling that keeps your dreams alive and the fantasy burning.
I don't really have an answer in mind, though I tried to recollect all my past doings and attempted to place a finger on a significant moment I would like to return to. But perhaps I led a carefree and biantai life all along (man, ever see me so truthful?), I was unable to locate a specific time in life. For one, I NEVER want to go back to primary school...NOR did my secondary school life look appealing...hence my current state is relatively the best =) I can't say for my toddler's years, since my memories couldn't reach so far back.
Give me another ten years or so...maybe I can come up with an answer then.
If sadness cascades into your heart,
and lingers in doleful morass.
If happiness falters in shroud,
and leaves before grazing your brow.
Tell yourself...
This too, shall pass.