29/09/2010

很多时候，都会有这样的想法:“啊，今晚比较得空，可以休息一下，空出时间来陪陪自己，做些自己爱做的事。”
很多时候，都会眼睁睁的看着这些想法泡汤。

终究我也不是铁人，不是多啦A梦，不能随时随地给你拔出一个任意门，不能随时随地都在你身边，不能随时为你效劳，不能实现你的愿望。

真的很高兴能有像依玲，Jacquelyn 和 Carmen 那么肯帮忙的学妹们。

到最后呢，还是一句，我累了。

Tiny Hands

遠くで遠くで揺れてる稲穂の海
Far, far away, there's a swaying sea of wheat plants
帆を上げ帆を上げ目指した思い出へと
Raise the sails, raise the sails, toward the memories we aimed for we go
僕らは今日までの悲しいこと全部覚えてるか、忘れたか
Do we still remember all the sad things up to now, or have we already forgotten them?

小さな手にもいつからか僕ら追い越してく強さ
Even in the small hand rests the strength to overtake us someday
熟れた葡萄の下泣いてた日から歩いた
How many days have already passed since you sat crying under the ripe grapes?
小さな手でも離れても僕らはこの道ゆくんだ
Even when the small hand leaves us, we will continue walking down this path
いつかくる日は　一番の思い出を仕舞って
And when the day comes, we will welcome it with our best memories

季節は移り　もう冷たい風が
The seasons come and go, and now the cold blowing wind
包まれて眠れ　あの春の歌の中で
Has already been wrapped up and is sleeping in the song of spring

小さな手にもいつからか僕ら追い越してく強さ
In the small hand rests the strength to overtake us one day
濡れた頬にはどれだけの笑顔が映った
How many smiles are reflected in the tears on our cheeks?
小さな手でも離れても僕らはこの道ゆくんだ
Even as the small hand parts from ours, we will still continue down this path
そしてくる日は　僕らも思い出を仕舞った
And when that day comes, we will welcome it with our most precious memories

小さな手でもいつの日か僕ら追い越してゆくんだ
In the small hand rests the strength to overtake us one day
やがてくる日は　新しい季節を開いた
And when that day comes, it will be a new season once again.

This is dedicated to all parents out there, and especially to my parents. Dad, mom, I love you guys, and thank you so much!

06/09/2010

Been a while since I came back to this place. It's been almost a week since classes started and I still can't bring myself to comprehend the fact. Darn I'm having classes from 8am-5pm on a daily basis, and there's this annoying philosophy class at 2.20pm on alternate Saturdays. Who the hell wants to go to class on a prime nap time on SATURDAYS?

Also, I came to the depressing realization that without my internet, I am nothing.