Times of Your Life

Was on the way sending my younger brother to school, listening to the radio and got all my senses awaken from the dropping eyelids, side-bending body and the half conscious mind when a song called ''Times Of Your Life'' broadcasted in the radio. I struggled hard to open my eyes, and focus on all my attention to listening to song, as if the song has some magnetic waves that trigger some action potentials in the neurons, and become resonance with my soul and mood. I knew that i need to listen to the song.

''Times Of Your Life'' - a classic hit in 1975 by Paul Anka, with beautiful melody and touching lyrics that can draw the tears out of your eyes and the taste of missing out of your heart. However, the version that i listened in the car was not sung by Paul Anka, but a new version by Joanna 王若琳, a Chinese artist with such soft but powerful voice, i was surprised to know that it was a female Chinese artist and not someone from the west after the DJ introduced at the end of the song. You wouldn't know nor believe it was sung by female Chinese artist. A must listen song by all the classic lovers.

Good morning, yesterday

You wake up and time has slipped away

And suddenly it's hard to find

The memories you left behind

Remember, do you remember

The laughter and the tears

The shadows of misty yesteryears

The good times and the bad you've seen

And all the others in between

Remember, do you remember

The times of your life (do you remember)

Reach back for the joy and the sorrow

Put them away in your mind

The mem'ries are time that you borrow

To spend when you get to tomorrow

Here comes the saddest part (comes the saddest part)

The seasons are passing one by one

So gather moments while you may

Collect the dreams you dream today

Remember, will you remember

The times of your life

Gather moments while you may

Collect the dreams you dream today

Remember, will you remember

The times of your life

Of your life

Do you remember, baby

Do you remember the times of your life

Do you remember, baby

Do you remember the times of your life

By: Joanne 王若琳

Times of your life - 王若琳JOANNA (Wang Ruo Lin)

Ogre Metamorphosis

Been some time since i wrote here. Probably sleeping too much and such sedentary life have retarded the growth of neurons in the frontal cortex of my brain, in exchange for the enlargement of the neurons in my brain stem and medulla. The result, obviously - my creativity and imagination gradually evaporating, which in turn metamorphoses me into a little ogre with not much ideas in mind, probably worse than Shrek. And worst of all, the holidays are still long way to go.

But to think the other way around, holidays are good, at least i can do things, not following the tight schedule and i can play games, best of all i have the high speed internet here, compared to the hostel slow-turtle-like type of speed that probably one would fall asleep before the word ''Google'' appears in the screen. But are these really good reasons for sacrificing my precious neurons? Of course no, though there are one more thing that is worthy for me to undergo this ''ogre-metamorphosis'', something called family.

It's 2009, and it means a new page in my life chapters and since i don't possess Charmed One - Phoebe's witchcraft power to see future, nor Doraemon's time machine, and of course i will not have a tomorrow's newspaper drop in front of my door with a cat beside so that i can the save the world from maybe accidents, murders, thievery, robbing and answers for exam questions perhaps? So, it all comes down to i don't know what will happen tomorrow nor in the future. But there is one thing that i do have, the control of my body and mind. I believe that if i am to plant a sunflower seed, i will definitely get sunflower and not oranges, provided if i know what i am doing and some good extra environmental factors, it will definitely be sunflower, and not oranges nor rambutans. Well, it's not some special power, but it's good enough, no?

And you ll just need to believe in yourself...

My Last Day Of 19 Years Old

My last day, living as a 19 years old boy, there comes lots of thoughts and memories. And I finally realize how long is actually 20 years. I guess this is how it feels, to have the memories and experiences for 20 years. It is in fact, a long period of time and can make all the differences in one’s life, though time is a impudent one, that it passes so fast without coming back, second by second….

Learnt a lot about the facts and truths of life, the world and of course myself, that the world is governed by the principal of equivalent trade, that people will have to sacrifice something in order to gain something, at least until now I still believe in it. We will definitely gain something, when we have put effort on something, whether it will be a good or a bad consequence is another issue, depending on how we define good and bad. In any case, we gain something that others didn’t in the end.

Tomorrow will be the day I walk into my twenties. Growing up, it means more freedom, respect, power; at the same time, more responsibility, expectation, problems…and I understand now that why certain people want to go back to their childhood. I guess if you can’t run away from it, then you should just prepare and face it with everything you have learnt. Time never stops, this is the reality… it is life, after all.

And so, I bid farewell to the last day of my 19 years old…

Hometown & Holidays

I have been in hometown for more than a week, sounds very short but seems to have happened lots of things. Perhaps it's true that when one is busy occupying with something, time passes by fast. Watching drama, playing computer games and etc, life seems to be simple and easy...

Hometown, a special place that when it rains, it's a rain of memories; when it shines, it's the light of hopes. The sky will always remind you of your origin, and the trees will always remind you of your root. It's a beautiful place where all the beautiful precious memories and experiences flow back to you, but it's also a place with some hidden darkness. The source of all the ideas, ambitions, thoughts, beliefs and values in the mind, brought back into the minds, with each breeze passes by, as if trying to keep reminding you of all the importance things and goals in life. And so, the inner fire is still burning silently...

The holidays are still very long, so do the goals. It's said that holidays are the rest stations in life, for us to rest and walk even further, just like a seed lying dormant underground, waiting for the right moment to sprout and become a fruitful tree...

Perhaps

It's the end of year already, almost everyone has gone back to their home, and parting is one of the inevitable events. However, it seems like there are more separations than ever this year, and it leaves marks on the heart, just like a burn mark on the shirt.

I have been staying in the hut for 2 years, a hut that has been sheilding me from the dark cold snow and rain outside. There are lots of good and bad times, sweet beautiful times. Spent time and effort trying to make it my permanent home, a home for my heart. Problem is, can i risk my heart there, of being crushed and broken one day? Or should i just walk away, leaving the hut for suitable others to occupy, and wandering in the outside world again...?

I couldn't be sure myself, there's always storm outside, and i will definitely feeling cold from time to time. Maybe time is what i need and perhaps, i will never be able to leave that hut...

I guess this is how i feel...

''It started out as a feeling, which then grew into a hope,
Which then turned into a quite thought, which then turned into a quite word.
And then that word grew louder and louder, ‘til it was a battle cry,
I ll come back… when you call me,
No need to say goodbye.
Just because everything’s changing, doesn’t meant it’s never been this way before.
All you can do is try to know who your friends are, as you head off to the war.
Pick a star on the dark horizon, and follow the light,
You ll come back, when it’s over, no need to say goodbye,
You ll come back, when it’s over, no need to say goodbye.

Now we are back to the beginning, it’s just a feeling and no one knows yet.
But just because they cant feel it too, doesn’t mean that you have to forget
Let your memories grow stronger and stronger ‘til they’re before your eyes.
You ll come back, when they call you, no need to say goodbye
You ll come back, when they call you,
No need to say goodbye…''

The Call, by Regina Spektor in The Chronicles of Narnia - Prince Caspian.


*Song with just lyrics


*Ending part of Narnia (MV of The Call)

WALL.E

Alone, for 700 years...doing the same old routine everyday in a lonely planet left by others, somehow he survives. Living contentedly, picking up all the garbage and the unwanted items among clusters of rubbish, making his own sweet home, and of course his only friend, a small cockroach. How this small waste loader robot can do all these?

WALL.E (Waste Allocation Load Lifter - Earth Class), how this small robot will touch your heart when he took care of his loved one, followed her back, and all the small little things, just for her in the name of love. How sweet and beautiful, so innocent and ignorant with only strong faith in himself, just hoping to hold her hand...

A movie based on love as the main theme. The love for other, love for mother nature, love between humans, and etc etc. Perhaps, we don't really need a soul to learn how to love, as long as there are ''sparks of magic'', love will grow, just like green plants...

I should say, the best hero created so far by Pixar.

''It's worth dying for someone like WALL.E, even if he is just a small dirty robot, because he has the most beautiful heart of all - a heart full of love...''

Into Album

Tomorrow is the day, the day my first year of MBBS programme ends. And so, these few days have been busy preparing my OSCE. Things seem to be fine, but will we ever know what will happen tomorrow?

Life can be so random sometimes, and so do human's emotion. And we ll never be able to predict how people will react to each other, including love. And so, in order to make things easier, something called 'faith' comes into play. But do you have faith?

I guess it's really time to go, when everything has no meaning, being there will just be annoying to the other. Usually people will leave with compliments taken together, while i guess i ll leave with all the negative feelings and unsatisfactions from the other. My mind has started to get blank, out of idea what to do. I doubted it works in one-way direction...

And so, i will be kept inside an album, and will just be a piece of memory waiting to be deleted one day. But i suppose it's ok, as long as happiness is guaranteed and the journey continues without me...