废话一下

有一个很私人的部落格就是有这个好处
有一些是在很乱,需要整理,对别人又没有什么意义的话,就可以噼里啪啦写在这里
这也是我很犹豫为自己的节目开一个部落格,暂时没有想要用心经营它的心理准备

那天,其实是刚过的星期二,我录完访问以后,在录音室听wy预录的节目
嗯。说得不好听，你可以说那是偷听，因为那是存在她自己的folder里头的
无论如何，我还是听了，因为听过她的节目，知道那是另一种高度的节目
有些深，甚至不是一般听众可以理解，甚至喜欢的
但谁又说，你一定要做“一般”听众熟悉的那种节目呢？

她的节目的部落格就写到：她相信“什么样的节目吸引什么样的听众”
看了她的about，才知道她有两个硕士学位，难怪了
当然，很多没有硕士学位的人，素养也很高，那是他们道行高。佩服

所以呀。我真是一个奇怪的小孩。总是觉得自己这里不足，那里不懂，这里不好，那里没深度
没自信。可是这样想想，我没自信也是有理的呀。论音乐，只懂皮毛。论生活，我经历的太少。论看问题的角度，见识少。……

总之还是没自信呀！

嗯。反过来想，如果你不觉得自己说的东西值得听，那你干么说leh?
好问题，仔细想想，自己说的话也不是那么不堪入耳，它总是我个人的观点
我个人所信所想，那分享也没有什么伤害

好。我累了。所以，就吐了以上这番话，没有作结
继续寻找讲话的感觉，继续提升自己，慢慢更有自信的言之有物
今天中午听到a姐说她访问白先勇叔叔了
哎，我只闻其名，完全不熟悉这个人，什么来头，写些什么
什么时候，我才有能力和他们交流、交谈呢？

再回头想想，从我以前坐在收音机旁，梦想成为广播员
到现在经历的，知道自己不知道的，挑剔一些广播员说话没内容、或老重复，也算是一个大进步了！

yeah!
就这样作结

最近，在给自己自修的一课其实“欣赏自己，赞赏自己”

保重，亲爱的朋友。尤其是都不联络我了的猪头

睡不着……

4。03am左右吧
被蚊子叮得很痒，醒了

开了电蚊香

翻来覆去，睡不回去
4。40am 惨 这么久了 不睡了


6。12am 看了很多人的部落格 自己写一个

可能，我还不习惯我的新房间？

我上一个房间的窗口

友-囿 生日那天 新加坡的那道彩虹

你喜欢怎样的房间呢？

好了
6。30am
可以在尝试看看睡不睡得回去……

March 31, 2009.

Dear all,

How are you, my friends? Have you not seen me for a very very long while? For years? : ) I'm good, perfectly good. My little sis said I have became prettier recently. it might be a white lie, but i choose to believe in her. ha...

You know what? in many ways, i find today, March 31, 2009, a very special day. in many many ways, and i really feel like typing it out to record it down and to share with you.

my eyes went wet for three times today. the first time was when I was cleaning my room and clearing my stuffs from drawers and cupboards into boxes. (yes, i will be moving out from ntu pretty soon) yup, i saw a brown long envelope. and i knew it's a letter from dear dear. at the end of the letter, he wrote, with his beautiful handwriting, "我想和你一起去旅行，我想和你一起……". this is one of the moments, when tears would just unknowingly come to your eyes, and you feel...鼻酸. : )

and just now, when i was having my lunch at 4 something (i mean after 4pm). I couldnt explain why, while i was eating my grilled fish, i thought of my father. i told myself, call back home tonight, talk to baba, and tell him "i love you, baba, pls take extra care of yourself" and maybe i will keep this last line - baba, i dont want you to get hurt anymore - to myself. i know it's not something he wants too, but he has becoming older... and it's easier to get hurt when you can no longer react as promptly as you could. so ya. i shall call him tonight, hopefully, i can use all my courage to tell him i love him, and please take care, extra care, baba.

then, after my lunch, i stayed on my seat, reading today's ST. probably, it's e tears in my eyes didnt dry away, while reading news on a cruel man from cambodia whom were allegedly charged for being responsible for tens of thousands of prisoners died during detention; while reading the news that the highest rate of injuries happened in construction sites last year; aih. my eyes are still wet.

well... then i came back to my room. my room is now in its cleanest state since i moved in. apparently, a cat stayed in my room for the past three days when i wasnt around. it (the cat) might be very shocked by the time it got rescued out by another kind-hearted girl from my block. anyway, the story i logically came out by myself is that e little cat sneaked into my room before i left on last Sat. unaware of its presence, i locked it inside. so... e kind girl who rescued it also left notes at my door, telling me that it shit n pee on my bed, and she had helped me wash my bedsheets. So, at the moment i stepped into my room, i was standing at the doorstep for a few minutes, worrying if the cat is really out now? and looking at my messy room. em... all my underwears were on the floor, dug out by the clever cat. frankly, I am not angry at all. Just very amazed by what had happened. it's obvious that i had to clean my room, wash all the pillow covers, blanket, my clothes, so on and so forth. so i decided that i would just pack those not-so-frequently-used stuffs into boxes as well. i spent hours doing the cleaning and clearing while i was listening to Anna & Kemin at radio.

yup.. so isnt it a very, very special day...?

last point to add. i submitted my last assignment as part of my curriculum structure for my degree yest. just two more exams to sit for. and, that will be it. to say bye to this campus. and... to start living to a quite different life, i guess. so, in a way, the end of this month, is the end of many things else: life as a undergraduate in Communication Studies, days I live by money loaned, life without 9 to 5 working hours, and many many more. i will soon lose the distance i have now with my best friends (staying in the same campus). we may see each other once a year in the future? or even less.

yaya... so... this entry is long... and not focused. however... it's a very true reflection of how i feel, what's in my mind now.

darling. thanks for inviting me to stay with you. i know this's ur way to lessen my burden at this ... em... turbulent.. period.

and whoever is capable to read all i typed from the start to this point, I Salute You!

thanks, dear friend. for a lots of thing. for many things.

haha... the line "for a lots of thing, for many things" reminds me my FYP. a 20 min documentary called "the same ties that bind" (if i spell it right,haha). welcome ur attendance to the screening of it in May. I will announce the details of it as soon as i know when it is.

yahoo.... take care, dear friend. facebook me by searching "Vinn Wong" if you want to. mail me to share ur life with me, if you miss me. MSN me... when i am always appeared offline. call me if you are quite wealthy. and date me out for meals if seeing me will bring you better appetite

i m good. i hope u do well too.

kaixuan