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細雨紛紛令心情壞透　
兩個人並肩走沉默不開口　
瀟灑得不想牽手

我們嚮往我們的自由
竟為對方淚流　
不是我一開口
就長相廝守　
保證走到白頭

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不要回頭不要淚流　
請相信愛情非要到最燦爛時放手　
感覺才能永久

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5 years already.

playing like kings again. the game has only just begun

hamburg was the turning point. i don't feel as much for hamburg of course, but still i am sorry to see them in this state. still winless in the bundesliga, two defeats in the champs league.

but hamburg was really the turning point.

another win over manchester united, then sheffield, then porto.

charlton beckons tonight.

we are playing like kings again.

for us, the game has only really just begun.

valencia and ajax are making very strong starts as well.
so it's good news almost everywhere.

tadaima. okaeri

doesnt feel as though i have been to taipei.
cos the time was too short.
cos i din have a camera with me.
cos i din have the mp3 with me.

the feeling's not right.

but i would like to go back again.

to do all the things i didnt manage to do this time round.

driving along the expressway.
watching the fireworks
listening to the stereo

when the sparks fade
away into the night sky

loneliness screaming out

you were once there beside me

while others talk to their darlings,
i listened to (song name/ my mp3)

time

you shouldn't sit there and wait for time to pass, without anything happening. it's not right.

what's right, what's wrong?
it's all a matter of a few inches, perhaps.

but sometimes, it is wiser to go through everything as though you have never been there.
you don't need to leave your mark on the world all the time.
take it as a siesta.
even the world needs a break from you.

and you know what?

sometimes, i even don't want time to just pass.
sometimes i want it to stop.
like sleeping and not wanting to wake up.
hoping time will just freeze.

but then again, i know this ISN'T right.

because all that i am waiting for,







will only come when time passes.

don quixote

according to orwell, there are two traits in us. base wisdom and noble folly.

"almost certainly, you are both. there is one part of you that wishes to be a hero or a saint, but another part of you is a little fat man who sees very clearly the advantages of staying alive with a whole skin"

in other words, are u Don Quijote or Sancho Panza?

how interesting to see that so many great minds in the world were so affected by Cervantes' work.

i guess it's time to pick up from where i left off so long ago.

but i guess i would start over again, from the very beginning.

"perhaps sometimes, through the force of belief, you can make things real."-from muranda france's don quixote's delusions- travels in castilian spain

a very interesting book. the book which got me all interested in don quixote again, that made me want to resume reading it. and i did gain a better understanding of spain via miranda france's book. how she juxtaposes the book with the nation. i like the way the book develops. it flows nicely, and cleverly.

it is not that easy to figure out what comes first, what comes next, what comes last, to make everything flow perfectly.

but then again, sometimes it can be so easy that you need not think too much. just wait for the idea to come to you. and everything's done. luck, you call it. maybe?

i call it a moment of magic.

people are finding it hard to leave.

for me, that's usually no problem. maybe that's because i have travelled abit. i don't think i will miss singapore easily. it was perfectly all right for me in perth, in japan, in germany.

i think i can cope with not seeing friends and family for a while. a month alone in germany, and before that a week or something in perth on some cat high trip. all ok.

but now i am very sian abt it.

because there's so many restrictions in place. some universal, but as it turns out, applies only to uk flights, and might have been lifted themselves anyway. these would have been very frustrating. just an example of what i mean by security being a big, big paradox.

some are put in place by the organisation itself. and these are very very very very frustrating. cos they seem so dumb. and as usual they come with all the threats.

just fill you with inhibition.

never once have i travelled with this kind of inhibition. so stupid right?

the worst thing is the sleeping arrangement over there. everyone squeezed together. oh my god.

i am claustrophobic. ok, not the extreme kind, not the certified kind. but i can't stand being in confined areas. i can't stand not having space.

space, space, space!

random thoughts/ my heroes

we are all that we are not.
maybe this explains why people can take science in secondary sch and then jc, but go do arts in uni. take 6 years to confirm it. better late than never.

are we safer now? safer from who? ourselves?
all these issues about security is really, really a big paradox.
sometimes you do wonder who the real enemy is.
being filled with inhibition is really a lousy feeling to have.
absolutely hate it.

what do lukas podolski and aung san suu kyi have in common?

they are both my heroes.

lukas podolski on the field makes intelligent runs, take powerful shots and beautiful volleys, do flicks and the occasional chip.
but what i like most about him is his belligerence and confidence, with that touch of arrogance.
fearless.
as though no one can touch him.

i suppose it's a really little known fact that aung san suu kyi is my heroine. somehow not expected, i suppose. but i admire and respect her for her guts, faith and charisma.
leadership is something people talk alot, alot about. but sometimes i do wonder if they know what they are talking about. gives me the impression they are talking about everything else but it. anyway, sometimes things can't be expressed in words. like leadership. maybe it's because it comes from within, while words are external extensions of ourselves. like a plasticine model of something else. it can look like it, but it can never be it. maybe maybe.

but will i listen to aung san suu kyi? yes i will. that's all that matters.

some things are just so simple. but we make them complicated.

for what?

nice stuff. holland's 3-0 win.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5amtr6XB0z8

van persie's both goals are wicked. kuyt had a goal ruled offside, he tapped in sneijder's wonderful drive which crashed against the post. den van persie headed in a cross, but think there was some infringement or wad. sneijder did a beautiful flick den continue on the run but shot str at the keeper.

but this is wicked sick from van persie.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b-Dj1O1mtuY

but THIS is the wickedest of them all.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pTQ_Jv_oODs

then, there's germany's 13-0 victory. think the goals are v numbing. watch till there's no feeling left.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=clFZx5bi8EM

you know, it has to be that the white jersey is jinxed. against luxembourg, we were wearing that too.

guess which colour we wore against belarus.

it's the lukas podolski show again

yes, it might be san marinos, but you have to admit, germany showed the right attitude.

against weak teams, playing at a so-called lower level, you should aim for perfection.

if you play against people of a higher level, no doubt it tests your ability.

but it doesnt mean that it's a waste of time if you play against people of a lower level. here, you set higher standards. you aim for perfection. like not losing any ball, scoring many goals, there are so many ways to increase the level.

and i think germany has done it.

13-0. podolski with 4.

if you can't do it against them, you are never ever going to do it against stronger teams.

and of course, we register a perfect response to that dismal 1-0 win over luxembourg. 3-0 against hleb's belarus. van persie with 2.

much much better.

interesting lineup. de jong in centre mid with sneijder and landzaat. actually, i think landzaat should be out. he's like van bommel. not very useful. wait, he's worse than van bommel, because van bommel can still score sometimes. they should put in stijn schaars earlier. and he started with kuyt, van persie and huntelaar, considering tt robben is still out.

if babel can become thierry henry quickly, then we have another option. but until then, i guess it's kuyt filling in for robben.

but i still think that heitinga should play in central defence. let de jong play at right back. then geo at leftback, and ooijer, mathijsen and khalid fight it out for the last place in defence.

den u can have stijn schaars, sneijder and vdv in centre mid. with maduro on the bench. but i noe that van basten will nv play maduro and heitinga together in central defence. he would tink it too inexperienced. which is quite true. but in the future, dun rule out this possibility.

anyway, singapore tv is freaking lousy. i switched on for the news, hopign to see some stuff fr germany's game or holland's game or france's game, and all i get is england v macedonia.

this is really england country.

United Against England!

oh btw, france beat italy 3-1. sweet, sweet revenge.

and spain were slayed by north ireland. david v goliath indeed. la noche triste. a night of sorrow. if spain had won, it would have been perfect.

so, the euro qualifiers will take a break.

sometimes you do miss international games. international games have a special atmosphere club football doesnt have. which is like duh right.

so we shall meet again on 7 october.
holland goes to bulgaria, spain to sweden.

den 11october,
holland hosting albania, germany visiting slovakia.

i have nothing to prove to you.

but if i do feel like proving something to you,

it has to be this:

i can beat you at your own game.

that is my only aim.

***
so it's aliaksander hleb's belarus tonight. we gave a very poor account of ourselves against luxembourg. so what if we din have vdv and sneijder? it was no excuse.

tonight, sneijder will be back.

it all starts right here, guys, it all starts right here.

congrats to sneijder; he's a father now.

invisible cities

marco polo: memory's images, once they are fixed in words, are erased. Perhaps i am afraid of losing Venice all at once. If i speak of it. Or perhaps, speaking of other cities, i have already lost it, little by little.

Khan: so then yours is truly a journey through memory! it was to slough off a burden of nostalgia that you went so far away. you return from your voyages with a cargo of regrets.

each game ends in a gain or loss: but of what? what were the true stakes? at checkmate, beneath the foot of the king, knocked aside by the winner's hand, a black or a white square remains. by disembodying his conquests to reduce them to the essential, Kublai had arrived at the extreme operation: the definitive conquest, of which the empire's multiform treasures were only illusory envelopes. it was reduced to a square of planed wood: nothingness...

marco: the traveler recognises the little that is his, discoveryingthe much he has not had and will never have.

futures not achieved are only branches of the past: dead branches

all from calvino's invisible cities. it is a very imaginative book. it was very short, but very very dense. it's like a maze you get stuck in. the distance is short, but you can't get out of it. they say it's a love letter to an imaginary venice. now that's clever.

another memory from 4, 5 years ago
xun yi cao's theme song hua xiang.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D4BcebKc42Y

incidentally, i never finished watching it.

it's the feeling

fly to the sky's sea of love
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Yv3hQsAJEzo

fly to the sky's forever
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ufUv6EOR21M

v6's feel your breeze
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mJKzdqxYQPo

southern all stars' sea of love (can't get the pv)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JOxYb1EXac8

all 4 songs have something in common.

it's all about oil

there are indeed many perspectives on any single issue.

but try as i might, i just CANNOT possibly see myself believing that the west ham affair is not a conspiracy. as for my talk of throwing everything you hold on to out of the window when the time comes, well, this apparently is NOT the time.

come on, west ham pays nothign and will get nothing for tevez and mascherano. west ham will simply be surrogate mothers.

for who?

chelsea of cosh.

kia joorabchia, what a fantastic liar you are. you actually can say that you believe in the potential of west ham to be even bigger than chelsea. wow. i applaud u. l'audace, l'audace, your audacity.

i can't believe it. that must have been an oscar-winnign performance. you could probably win a grammy as well if you go into singing: your voice is laced with poisoned honey. if it doesnt enchant, it will kill.

money ruins football. ronald koeman was right, all the way back in 2003. those words still hold now. especially now. even he hadnt anticipated how the dirty oily money will stain football.

negativity

you know the statement "all ravens are black" ?
carl hempel phrased it differently: all non-black objects are non-ravens

it is indeed an interesting way of seeing things.

like the hindu saying:
to find out who you are, you what are you not. then you are left with what you are.

living in denial; everywhere but here

you can't experience being alive without realising that you have to die.
but it's just as impossible to realise you have to die without thinking how incredibly amazing it is to be alive.

this was from sophie's world. there's something similar to this in tuesday with morrie, according to hq. anyway after hearing it fr him, i thot it was damn familiar. den realised it was in sophies world. and sought to find the exact phrasing.

the irony is that at first i looked everywhere but the right place. it was actually on page 5.

sometimes, we keep looking at the wrong things.

like how we sometimes live in denial.

http://flash.onlinedown.net/flash/2726.htm
ending epidsode of 毕业旅行

it's this chinese flash drama which i watched like 3 or 4 years ago. during sch holidays.

the impending trip to taiwan means alot of memories are flooding back.

like this memory. cos i think it was during the school hols when it started. on some variety show, that kind of entertainment show. i think one of the 5566 pple hosted it. quite crap, but for a few weeks they showed this. so i followed. den sch resumed. and i rush home to catch it.

but then i found the website for it. dunno why, the website in its most updated form doesnt seem to ahve this anymore.

there's a line in it: can you give me 50 years so that i can slowly get used to you not being around. at that time, it stuck to me.

another memory i have of 3,4 years ago is the busan asian games. rushing home to catch the action every time.

and elva's wen mv. i can still rmb doing a math while watchin it again and again and again.

tv is quite crap nowadays. last time there were those mtv programmes. and dramas. nowadays i cant really get into the mood for watchign dramas on tv. maybe cos i have very little time, maybe cos the dramas they show, too many and just none that are like outstanding. at least this year.

the most amazing thing is that it hasnt sunk in yet that we are leaving this fri night.

i suppose we can make all the grand promises in the world, but the fact remains that when the time comes, we will do what we need to do. and these promises may just be thrown out of the window.

all the preconceived perceptions, beliefs, whatever, all can be thrown out of the window when the necessity arises.

we will do it when we need to; it's just a matter of when and how.

never doubt the desire and reason of man.

okay, idiots do exist. but let's just ignore that for a moment.

you know what to do, you know what you need to do. i am just here to remind you that.

as long as you have no regrets, then go ahead.

you will wake up when you need to wake up.
you will see the light when the light appears.
we only need to wait and see.

sometimes, it seems as though time is the eternal sentinel. as well as the eternal judge.

effort, timing, luck?

actually, alot of stuff are like so similar to each other, the concepts and all. like football and life and exams and alot of other stuff. so it makes you wonder if the world is just like many objects which look different, but are all the same at heart.

so maybe we can see ourselves as either attackers or defenders.

defenders are more pessimistic by nature. because they know that they only need to slip up once for the attacker to score. they are defined by this perception. and when the attacker beats them, they get all demoralised. all the effort would have counted for nothing, because one chance is all that's needed to kill you.

attackers are different. in life, you can go through all the shit, like how the defender keeps marking the attacker out, keeps tackling him. the attacker may feel demoralised, the attacker may feel weary. but deep down, he knows that all he needs is one chance. keep trying and trying and trying. one chance is all i need to score. and that chance will come.

i am an attacker through and through.

"He won't drop in midfield to get a touch of the ball or make unnecessary runs just to show he is around. Just wait and wait and wait, until the smallest of chances arrives and bang...it is a goal. A nightmare for a defender who thinks he has Huntelaar under control. Two goals and two assists were the quite sensational facts of his international debut."

they say this of huntelaar. that's the way to go.

the most important thing is to realise what is important to you. those will be the things keeping you afloat in the ocean. seriously alot of things people tell us are like... absolutely useless. they just cloud our judgement. we know best what we need. so we should be the ones deciding what we need to do. at the same time, we ourselves will know when we are going wrong and apply the brakes accordingly. if we can do all these, we are still in control. and that's most important.

dun let external things affect you. like i always say: you can take your pride and eat it.

johan derksen, a key ally of cryuff is criticising van basten. they say cryuff is falling out with van basten. cryuff, the great man who still has a lot of say in holland and barcelona affairs.

that was just before the ireland game.

and we proved derksen and all the critics wrong.

a starless team? i am not convinced by that.

to me, the 1998/2000 team was the best team in this era after the 1988 win. in that team(the core of the team was pretty much the same), they were all stars, yet in a way, none were. i just dun feel as if cocu was a star. nor was ronald de boer. what does being a star mean? maybe dennis bergkamp. but not really for the others. and despite all the disharmony in the dutch camp, i think they played as a team. so you might say that the 98/2000 team was a team of contradiction. they were also the best team in that they played the best football, and they went closest to emulating the class of 1988.

the 2004 team was a flop. but interestingly, i feel that there WERE stars in that team. or maybe it's because there were only a few stars, so they stood out as stars. van niistelrooy, robben.

in fact, after 2000, the dutch team seem to play less as a team, as compared to 98/2000, but become more characterised by individual brilliance. just look at robben and van persie in 2006.

so what am i driving at?

nothing much, just comparing the dutch team over the years.

but i seriously disagree tt the current dutch team is starless.

van der vaart, sneijder, huntelaar, robben, van persie are all on their way to superstardom.

2002 and 2004 were blips. 2004, we might have reached the semis, but it was a flop because of the czech game, and because we were too defensive, too cautious.

we have the players to bring us back to the level we desire.

if only people would give them the time and the chance.

seedorf, makaay, van niistelrooy, van bommel. it is all over.

don't you see? the 1998 and 2000 team had this trait: the players all made their mark together. namely the 1995 Ajax champs league win. they formed the core of the team. den with dennis bergkamp's genius, an emerging jaap stam...

i think we can see this happening again. the new generation taking over.

it's true that van basten had made errors. like bringing kromkamp and not bringing huntelaar. but relax, i think he has things under control.

relax, cryuff, relax.

travelling

did alot of travelling today

went cck to pick up my tagesbuch, den to paya lebar for turtle soup, den to town, or more specifically to kino to look at books.

i am very tempted to buy ajax, barcelona, cryuff: the abc of an obstinate maestro. i have read it before, but i feel like buying it because it is really a great book and contains alot of cryuff's insights on the game.

similarly, totto chan would be nice to have in the collection, because it's such a nice book.

and new ideas fr dead economists. again read before, but still, would be nice to have.

for the unread ones:
thierry henry's biography
murakami and the music of words (his biography)
kakfa on the shore

i was really tempted to buy train man, but it's like just the entire chat log. i mean it's kind of novel, but a little boring at the same time. and there's no mokko, and no misaki ito. so ja.

then there's the philo books. and europe.

but all tt's on hold for now.

the more i think about it, the further things develop, i draw closer and closer to the conclusion that the transfer of mascherano and tevez to west ham is all a conspiracy.

a wicked sick conspiracy.

and now with an impending takeover.

"to win trophies for this great club?"

pardew, are u a fool or a fool or a fool?

i think you are going to win just the league cup.

because i think you are going to be chelsea's feeder club.

and please look at what corinthians is going through now.

you want to be like that?

fine. west ham is a good team, with a good youth development system.

i think this deal would throw everything out.

the whole thing is dirty, and i think chelsea is involved again.

if you ask me, west ham are selling their soul.

WOAH.

flurry of late, late transfer activity.

finally, that bastard ashley cole has left arsenal. and gallas is coming! i dun care how little money we got, but at least he's left, and gallas is here.

i am sad that reyes is leaving. but i suppose he really is homesick. not alot of spanish players can really adapt to life overseas, especially to epl, where the football is jsut so different from spain. like albert luque. i think he's a very good player, just at the wrong team, in the wrong league. anyway in a way, i wish reyes hadnt gone to real, cos i dun believe real is the team for him. it will be harder for him to play as often, i think. but i still wish him all the best.

and we have baptista. now we have a power forward. and someone who can play on the wing or give muscle and penetration in centre mid. he's a good buy. he got the strength and speed to play in england, i think. and he's versatile. and most of all, he has that aerial ability, so we have a plan B at last.

and more good news. ajax has finally sold charisteas. somemore to feyenoord. yay. no more charisteas! i still dunno why they signed him in the first place.

so it is good news all around.

safe for one. those power supply workers in holland are threatening to strike. and it might affect holland's qualification for 2008. PLEASE PEOPLE, DONT BE DUMB K.

enough of dumb pple. sick of them.

and people who break promises one after another.

i don't want to be your pawn in your game.
i don't want to be your slave in your place.

you change the rules you dirty rat.

i look down on you.
i despise you.
you are just shit.
pure shit.

so much for all the things my uncle talked to me about.
if i ever talk to him about this again...
if my mum ever get me to talk to him about this again,
i seriously won't bother.
anything but that.
i am shutting myself off to them.
just as they have shut themselves off to reason.

while i was appealing to their senses like a fool.
again again and again.
why don't i ever learn?