单身潜逃

戴佩妮 Penny Dai



我没有你想像中那么坚强

我只是擅长用微笑去伪装
不是吗
我没有你形容的那么勇敢

我偶尔也会慌

我也和你一样

曾经年少轻狂

受了一点伤

我们都是一样

相信永远不远

但坚持却有点难

就让记忆中的爱慢慢烧
烧痛了我们就逃
带着现实的铐
摺叠我剩余的微笑
通往没有你的轨道
就让记忆中的你慢慢老
老去了谁也得不到
带着我的祈祷
摺叠我累积的问号
开始一次的单身潜逃

There are those among us who are blessed with the power to save what is loved by another. But powerless to use this blessing themselves

My Very Own Art Gallery

it's a lonely and quite night
i realised that i am surrounded by lonely-looking portraits
i looked at the streets
and saw that fading romance
outside the glass window
i witness shooting stars fading into the galaxies
and
i stood there enjoying my very own art gallery

how much

how many times do we have to search until we reach our destination?

how many hearts need to be broken just to find true love?

how many lies need to be told to cover imperfections in our lives?

how many decades is needed for us to understand that nothing matters as long as we are happy?

Nobody here but us servantless American cooks...

just finishing watching Julie & Julia. it has been along time since I've watch a movie and this time alone. all I can say is that the long awaited movie is delicious and fantastic. meryl streep has out done herself again, this time as Julia Child. hopes she wins another Oscar. personally, I prefer the JC part of the movie. the French setting is so beautifully done. old-fashioned buildings. classy and chic. the fashion of those french ladies and the wet market gives me an idea of what Paris was like in the past. I love it and I want to be in it. sometimes it makes me wonder if living in that era was better than the life I am going through. this movie encompasses around food and my! it definately made me very hungry. just look at the market. pig's head hanging arounnd. fresh greens. seafood. heaps of chopped onion. poultry. cheese. and alots of butter! not mentioning Powell's lobsters, chocolate cake and de-bone duck.

after watching J&J, I have one question in mind......should I get child's Mastering the Art of French Cooking vol 1 and 2? No, I am not going to follow the footsteps of Julie Powell. don't have the time. don't have that huge amount of cash. I have just fallen in love with great food that's all. if i can put some dishes of JC on my meal table, I will have no regrets. maybe I should start with beef bourguignon. you know invite some good friends over for dinner. maybe. maybe......

without Powell's deranged project. there won't be Julie & Julia. and I will never know of Julia Child. So thank you Powell for reminding the world of such existence of a great cook.

what I want

i've always wanted an overseas life
unfamiliar places
my own life
studying and working
away from people i know
in Boston

i've always wanted to learn how to paint
the Greek sunset
the land of the midnight sun
the tradition Mongolia dwelling
sunflowers

i've always wanted to learn photography
to capture pictures of
the old Chinese ladies sitting along the old Guangzhou stone pavements
the smiling faces of children in Ecuador
the mighty beast of Botswana

i've always wanted to master the art of cooking
French
Italian
Chinese
and the desserts of the world

i've have always wanted to do so many things
time
opportunity
freedom
i just need more of it

If you see her

Loving you has been a lonely affair
A one-sided affair
And now it's time to let it go

If you see her on the streets of London
Send my warmest regards to her
Tell her I am living very well
And I have all long forgotten about her

Tears shed now are not Tears of Unhappiness but rather Tears of Joy
With Freedom
Like a sparrow one can have spread their wings and fly again
Far far away

If you see her on the streets of Singapore
Send my wishes to her and her dear one
And that I don't care
And will not love or wait for her anymore

So let it be
If you ever see her again

空白格

蔡健雅 Tanya Chua



其实很简单其实很自然
两个人的爱由两人分担
其实并不难是你太悲观
隔着一道墙不跟谁分享
不想让你为难
你不再需要给我个答案
我想你是爱我的
我猜你也舍不得
但是怎么说总觉得
我们之间留了太多空白格
也许你不是我的
爱你却又该割舍
分开或许是选择
但它也可能是我们的缘分

其实很简单其实很自然
两个人的爱由两人分担
其实并不难是你太悲观
隔着一道墙不跟说分享
不想让你为难
你不再需要给我个答案
我想你是爱我的
我猜你也舍不得
但是怎么说总觉得
我们之间留了太多空白格
也许你不是我的
爱你却又该割舍
分开或许是选择
但它也可能是我们的缘分
我想你是爱我的
我猜你也舍不得
但是怎么说总觉得
我们之间留了太多空白格
也许你不是我的
爱你却又该割舍
分开或许是选择
但它也可能是我们的缘分

a slice of childhood

my chocolate sponge cake mixture is sent into the oven. tick tock tick tock. as I wait, I remembered the found memories of my childhood. I am making a delicious black forest cake. german black forest cake has always been a part of my childhood. black forest cake has been and is still my favourite cake. it reminds me of the places I visited as a child. east coast and parkway parade and many many more. the swimming pool. the book store I always go and my parents would never find me. my till now I don't believe that I can hide in one secluded corner and read those story books! the see-saw and swing in the playground are also apart of the little me. although I never like these two stations, I always wanted to hop on them and scream at the top of my lungs while being lifted up into the skies. I still like it now, but too bad the older playgrounds are demolished and the newer ones are boring. I mean the rubber-floored playgrounds may be safer but just can't replace the see-saw and swing and the sand. how I miss being a child. with nothing to hide, nothing to think about. just honesty and a hint of naiveness.

times up. my chocolate sponge cake is ready. let it cool. meanwhile its time to prepare the chocolate moouse and those lovely cherries.

ladies and gentlemen. boys and girls. I present to you my childhood joy.

follow my heart or my head

whenever I read the travel reviews and adore the sunset of Santorini, it always and almost want to make me catch the next flight to Greece. should I pack my bags? can I do that? Santorini calls for my soul. my heart belongs there. the peace and tranquility attracts me to that piece of heaven. yet my head says no. well at least not for now. I am stuck here, doing things I don't like. I am trapped here, thinking of my future overseas education which I have to fork out one hundred percent. Singapore should really strengthen its dollor. Europe and America is expensive. should I explore it alone since no one around me knows how to appreciate? have I develped an euro-American taste that no one understands? Santorini, the king jewel of Aegean sea. Santorini, the lost Atlantis. tell me. should I follow my head or heart?

finally...an individual attempt

never have I had the chance to bake alone. my sisters are usually better than me when it comes down to baking. cupcakes,muffins, tarts, cakes, loaves and even pies...they always get a better of me. I guess I am more of a main course guy. nonetheless, I decided to take-up the do-it-myself challenge that is--to bake my own muffins. banana flavoured ones to be exact.

don't they look pretty. bon appetit!

passion.interest.life

food is my passion
travelling is my interest
biology is my life

merry-go-around

having a ride on a merry-go-around is something I will do when I visit the playground. However too many rides on a merry-go-around tires me up, dampens my mood and bores me to death.

lately it seems that I'm living quite a vain life. all I do is to rise up early, to sit up late and to eat bread of sorrow. there must be a greater purpose to live for, there must be something my soul desires

I yearn to travel...to see the world...to infuse myself with local culture...to run away from everything back at home... I need to take a holiday...

if life is all about getting up, sitting up late and repeat it again each day then life really becomes a meaningless merry-go-around.

home

one of my favourites by Michael Buble

Home

Another summer day
Has come and gone away
In Paris and Rome
But I wanna go home

May be surrounded by
A million people I
Still feel all alone
Just wanna go home
Oh I miss you, you know

And I've been keeping all the letters that I wrote to you
Each one a line or two
"I'm fine baby, how are you?"
Well, I would send them but I know that it’s just not enough
My words were cold and flat
And you deserve more than that

Another aeroplane
Another sunny place
I'm lucky I know
But I wanna go home
I got to go home

Let me go home
I'm just too far from where you are
I wanna come home

And I feel just like I'm living someone else's life
It's like I just stepped outside
When everything was going right
And I know just why you could not
Come along with me
This was not your dream
But you always believed in me

Another winter day has come
And gone away
And even Paris and Rome
And I wanna go home
Let me go home

And I'm surrounded by
A million people I
Still feel alone
Let me go home
Oh, I miss you, you know

Let me go home
I've had my run
Baby, I'm done
I gotta go home
Let me go home
It'll all be alright
I'll be home tonight
I'm coming back home

how I wish

sometimes I wish I can do nothing the whole day
skip school
turn off the phone
spend my lazy afternoons along the Italian street cafe
drinking tea and writing love stories

how wonderful life can be

first entry

blogging is always a relative silly thing to do. I never encourage people writing blogs or wasting time reading them. The only blog I had was in my final polytechnic year where all my science case studies (btw I am a Biomedical Science student) were posted.

AND....now this is the start of my second blog and sort of my first personal one. Silly or change of attitude? I leave it up to you guys to decide.

moving on.....

formally introducing myself.....

to those who are reading this ( though I highly doubt that anyone is doing so), my name is Eugene. In this blog my favourite things will be posted. But what exactly are my favourite things? Travel destinations? food? maybe luxurious lifestyle? how about music and languages? politics and science? nah...not the last two....for those scientific advancement and issues between the Democrats and Republicans, I leave those to the newspaper and science journals.