2003 年 8 月 8 日 星期五 【晴】

一時多起床後，便對著電腦打日記，三時多還沒有吃午飯呢~!

把周杰倫的《葉惠美》從頭到尾聽了一遍，
之後又從頭到尾聽了孫燕姿 的《未完成》一次。
周杰倫的新碟將hip-hop、鋼琴、中樂結合，歌詞填得很好，推介全碟~!
其中我最喜歡的是<東風破>。

很喜歡周杰倫的歌詞，很有創意。
此碟大部份歌由方文山填詞，此人的詞更有韻味。
有很多次遇到有點共鳴和有所啟發的歌曲，那些歌詞便是出自他的手筆。
從他的歌詞當中，可以感受到他是一個很有內涵和深度的人。

台灣的曲詞創作，水準一向較本地高，我相信是與當地有濃厚文化氣息有關。
台灣人對文字的鍾愛，對文字運用層面之廣，就連一間小小的精品店，或是一張唱片，也可以運用優美的文字來作輔助推銷便可見一斑。
這是我到台灣旅遊之後所體會到的。

香港某些流行曲填詞人中，黃偉文雖然很有創意，亦有時代感。
但有時候過於通俗，淪為口水歌。
林夕產量多，很生活化，有些有生活智慧。
他詞的風格彈性大，是為配合不同歌手。
但他可能工作量太多，歌詞內容落入公式化。
特別是在本地情歌主導的情況下，單看他的詞其實欠缺感情，創意亦愈來愈少。
是麻木了吧?
我聽本地的歌曲，絕大部份我也覺得只是行屍走肉。
本地創作人少，生存空間亦少，歌手唱別人的歌，就像說別人的話。
演繹得差的歌手，唱不出別人的感情，自己唱著也不懂得歌曲的內容。
倒不如只聽純音樂更好吧?

我喜歡聽台灣的流行曲，欣賞台灣的音樂人。
除了是因為他們的音樂種類多、變化大、較有感受性之外，
最重要的是他們的文句比本地的通順得多。
這也是最基本要注意的事。

多並不代表好。
石頭雖多，那比鑽石珍貴？

>>August 9, 2003 at 7:23:54 PM GMT+8

2003 年 8 月 7 日 星期四 【晴】

近日忙著upload歌曲在這個diary中。
download、轉code、upload到prohosting、寫html‧‧‧
一邊聽歌一邊瞎攪‧‧‧很好玩~
這個diary的討論區教曉了我一些電腦知識，
使電腦白痴的我，可以學多一些東西。
還可以消磨時間。

原本明天要回嶺南協助Counseling day，
但Sin晚上來電說取消了，會改為星期日或一。
明天有一天餘暇。

>>August 9, 2003 at 7:56:06 AM GMT+8

2003 年 8 月 6 日 星期三 【晴】

放榜之後，嶺南今天開始收生。
我也要回校協助收生程序，站在大門口前帶領social的freshman辦理入學手續。
由一時多工作至五時多，雖然站的時間多，但不覺得倦。
有不少人到來"敲門"，我都一一樂意協助。
最終他們能否成功，則看professor的心情和他們的造化了。
但似乎聽不見有一件成功的例子‧‧‧我指的是今天。

之後與tommy到了屯門市中心，和他買完電話咭，自己也交了電話費後，便與媽和ewing會合。
到上海菜館吃飯。
逛了一會，買了一些日用品，回到家已經是晚上十時了。


>>August 9, 2003 at 7:29:20 AM GMT+8

2003 年 8 月 5 日 星期二 【雨】

今天是會考放榜的日子，同時也是大學聯招的公報日。
一如以往，天空都會下著濛濛細雨，刻意增添愁悶氣氛。
今天我要回校辦理一些學費的手續，在車上聽著幾個會考生的對話。
我感覺到他們的徬徨。
幾年前的差不多日子，我比他們更徬徨。
望出玻璃窗外，忽然下著傾盆大雨，
兩個穿著校服的學生騎著腳踏車，在馬路上飛馳，狀甚狼狽。

KIT佬成功取得科大MATHS學位，恭喜恭喜~
至於暫時還未有著落的朋友，不要氣餒，
雨過總會天晴。
好好想一想自己需要的是什麼，考慮時態度要冷靜和理智，
涉及的層面要廣，多聽別人意見，不要妄自菲薄。

>>August 9, 2003 at 7:01:15 AM GMT+8

2003 年 8 月 4 日 星期一 【晴】

近日在皇崗古洞的一間中式快餐廳做樓面，已經做了一個星期有多。
那鋪叫作"東江"，是我的一個叔叔─細叔─所經營的。
由於我留家發酵的情況日益嚴重，為了不使自己腐爛，所以自告奮勇，去幫忙幫忙，也好消磨時間。這可是純屬義務性質，沒想過要工資。
每天十二時至一時多，一輪衝鋒陷陣之後，下午的客人便會開始減少。
今天也一樣，飯市過後，枱已執拾完，地也掃完了，自二時起便有點游手好閒。
想找些事做，疊碗好、收枱好，總不想閒著無聊。
可是英姐與潮州婆他們為了不在老闆面前顯得懶散，故又搶著我的功夫來做。
她們又說，大學生不必捱這些苦，我心想大學生不是人嗎？
眼見二老辛勞工作，但他們又樂此不疲，我明白他們也是為了保住飯碗，便不好推卻，只好無奈地坐在一旁。
坐著沒事可做，便看看電視，有點悶。
看看餐牌，看到"金針雲耳蒸雞"。
望望電視，又望望餐牌，"椒絲腐乳通菜"。
轉動著筆杆，想了一想，便寫了這些東西：

金針雲耳蒸雞
椒絲腐乳通菜
何需雕欄玉砌
餓鬼魚貫進來

對食何需諸多要求？
肚子餓的時候，什麼東西也好吃！！
當時我真的很肚餓‧‧‧

>>August 6, 2003 at 11:31:09 AM GMT+8

2003 年 8 月 3 日 星期日 【晴】

人的一生遇上的三個人：
第一個是你最愛的人。
第二個是最愛你的人。
第三個是共渡一生的人。

首先會遇到你最愛的人，然後體會到愛的感覺。
因為瞭解遇到你最愛的人的感覺，所以才能發現最愛你的人。
經歷過愛人與被愛後，學會了愛，才會找到最適合共渡一生的人。
可惜，在現實生活中，這三個人通常不是同一個人。

你最愛的，往往沒有選擇你。
最愛你的，往往不是你最愛的。
最長久的，偏偏不是你最愛也不是最愛你的，
只是在最適合的時間出現的人。

※ ※

又是"時間"的問題。
我在 A-Level時的會話考試題目是"天時、地利、人和三樣東西，哪樣最為重要?"
當時我義正詞嚴地說："人和是最重要的。"
我說孫中山的成功雖然配合了天時地利，但沒有他在外的奔走遊說，在內的團結各社，根本不會成事。
坐著乾等絕不會成功，時間只會給你去做事的限制，它對事件的影響，並不是關鍵所在。
我相信事在人為、人定勝天。

把事情的不順利，說成是時間配合不當的說法，
我不敢苟同。
進行某一些事的時候，時間毋疑也是須要考慮的。
只是，時間不過是千萬個理由中的其中一個。
人與人之間發生的各種事情，歸根究底只是出於人的本身的各種互動。

※ ※

如果愛情是為了抱抱鍚錫，那麼你只須要有錢便可以了。
如果愛情是為了尋開心，那麼我們大家都是各自的玩偶而已。
如果愛情是為了向別人炫耀，那麼大家都只是手頭上的一件物品而已。
如果愛情是為了使自己平日只能對鏡子說的綿綿情話有了聽眾，那麼你只是和自己談情說愛而已。
如果愛情是為了有一個肩膀給自己依偎，那麼我相信枕頭會更令人舒適。
如果愛情是為了多一個奴隸供自己差使，那麼有一天你也會當別人的奴隸。
如果愛情是為了有所寄託，那麼不見得必定要寄託其中吧？
如果愛情是為了付出過盛的情感，那麼何不多愛自己身邊的人？
如果愛情是為了接收別人過盛的情感，那麼何不多接納別人對自己的關懷？
如果愛情是為了最基本的傳宗接代，在靈與慾已經可以完全分開的今天，我們也可以與野獸一樣，有性無愛吧？

什麼是愛？天父有衪的解釋。
但那種愛，我們凡人可以達到嗎？
衪口中的愛，到底是給我們的一個模範，還是只不過一個笑話？
可能，衪只不過是告訴我們，在人世間，愛一直以來也不曾存在。
大概只有衪才懂得愛。
‧‧‧Catholic shame.

在愛之前，要想想是為了什麼‧‧‧

>>August 4, 2003 at 2:34:25 PM GMT+8

2003 年 8 月 1 日 星期五 【晴】

籌備多時的台灣之旅完結了~~!(其實也不是很長時間啦.....只是說"去"也說了很久很多次，但總不成事....)
今次旅遊的過程很順利，也很愉快唷~!
自由行絕對是一個難得的經驗!!
趁著還有青春可以燃燒，可以走幾句鐘也面不改容；
還仗著常把青春掛在口邊的不可一世，任意喧囂玩樂之餘，也去多多見識見識吧!!
梁望峰說得極好：
「旅行，並不是到達那個目的地後才開始的，之前的準備過程也應包括在內。當你決定要獨自或與良朋好友一同旅行時，你就是你自己的遊記編輯、舞台導演，同時也是主角。
旅行是我們的生理所需，也是向平日辛苦工作的一種答謝。趁還走得動，我們必須向自由之旅進發。」

出外旅行的每一個片段都是值得留念的，
但除了依靠照相機和攝錄機以外，某時某刻的感想也同樣很有價值。
可是非常善忘的我，卻常常忘記某些值得回味的開心事‧‧‧(是失憶那一種忘記。)
所以，我在一天完結之後，也便坐在飯店房間的書桌前，隨便寫一些東西。
由於一天內發生的事頗多，字句間不太連貫，有些甚至很零碎。
雖然很想全都寫出來，以補救善忘的我‧‧‧

>>August 2, 2003 at 4:30:54 PM GMT+8

2003 年 7 月 27 日 星期日 【晴】

版面煥然一新，
但基調較深沉‧‧‧
其實是為了配合新的background music。

這首是Eminem的"Stan"，
我很喜歡這首歌的歌詞。

Album: Marshall Mathers LP
Song: Stan

CHORUS:
My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all
the morning rain clouds up my window and I can't see at all
And even if I could it'd all be grey but your picture on my wall
it reminds me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad

My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all
the morning rain clouds up my window and I can't see at all
And even if I could it'd all be grey, but your picture on my wall
it reminds me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad

VERSE 1:

Dear Slim, I wrote you but you still ain't callin'
I left my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the bottom
I sent two letters back in autumn
You must not have got 'em
It probably was a problem at the post office or somethin'

Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot 'em
But anyways, fuck it, what's been up man, how's your daughter?
My girlfriend's pregnant too, I'm out to be a father
If I have a daughter, guess what I'm-a call her? I'm-a name her Bonnie.

I read about your uncle Ronnie too, I'm sorry
I had a friend kill himself over some bitch who didn't want him.
I know you probably hear this everyday, but I'm your biggest fan.
I even got the underground shit that you did with ScamZ.

I got a room full of your posters and your pictures, man.
I like the shit you did with Ruckus too, that shit was fat.
Anyways, I hope you get this man, hit me back, just to chat
Truly yours, your biggest fan, this is Stan.

CHORUS:
My tea's gone cold,I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all
the morning rain clouds up my window and I can't see at all
And even if I could it'd all be grey, but your picture on my wall
it reminds me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad

VERSE 2:

Dear Slim, you still ain't called or wrote, I hope you have the chance.
I ain't mad, I just think it's fucked up you don't answer fans.
If you didn't want to talk to me outside your concert You didn't have to
but you could have signed an autograph for Matthew.
That's my little brother, man. He's only 6 years old.
We waited in the blistering cold for you for 4 hours and ya just said no.
That's pretty shitty man, you're like his fuckin' idol
He wants to be just like you man, he likes you more than I do.

I ain't that mad, but I just don't like bein' lied to.
Remember when we met in Denver, you said if I write you
You would write back. See, I'm just like you in a way.
I never knew my father neither.
He used to always cheat on my mom and beat her.

I can relate to what you're sayin' in your songs.
So when I have a shitty day, I drift away and put 'em on.
Cause I don't really got shit else, so that shit helps when I'm depressed.
I even got a tattoo with your name across the chest.

Sometimes I even cut myself to see how much it bleeds.
It's like adrenaline. The Pain is such a sudden rush for me.
See, everything you say is real, and I respect you 'cause you tell it.
My girlfriend's jealous 'cause I talk about you 24/7.
But she don't know you like I know you, Slim, no one does.
She don't know what it was like for people like us growing up.
You've gotta call me man. I'll be the biggest fan you'll ever lose.
Sincerely yours, Stan. PS: We should be together too.

CHORUS:
My tea's gone cold,I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all
the morning rain clouds up my window and I can't see at all
And even if I could it'd all be grey, but your picture on my wall
it reminds me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad

VERSE 3:

Dear Mr. "I'm too good to call or write my fans"
This'll be the last package I ever send your ass.
It's been six months and still no word. I don't deserve it?
I know you got my last two letters, I wrote the addresses on 'em perfect.

So this is my cassette I'm sending you. I hope you hear it.
I'm in the car right now. I'm doing 90 on the freeway.
Hey Slim, "I drank a fifth of vodka, ya dare me to drive?"
You know that song by Phil Collins from "The Air In The Night"?
About that guy who could have saved that other guy from drowning?
But didn't? Then Phil saw it all then at his show he found him?
That's kinda how this is. You could have rescued me from drowning.
Now it's too late. I'm on a thousand downers now, I'm drowsy.

And all I wanted was a lousy letter or a call.
I hope you know I ripped all o' your pictures off the wall.
I love you Slim, we could have been together. Think about it.
You ruined it now, I hope you can't sleep and you dream about it.
And when you dream, I hope you can't sleep and you scream about it.
I hope your conscious eats at you and you can't breathe without me.
See Slim, {screaming} shut up bitch, I'm trying to talk
Hey Slim, that's my girlfriend screaming in the trunk.
But I didn't slit her throat, I just tied her up, see I ain't like you.
'Cause if she suffocates, she'll suffer more, and then she'll die too.
Well, gotta go, I'm almost at the bridge now.
Oh shit, I forgot, how am I supposed to send this shit out?

{screeching tires, crashing sounds, car splashes into the water}

VERSE 4:

Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner, but I've just been busy.
You said your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is she?
Look, I'm really flattered you would call your daughter that.
And here's an autograph for your brother: I wrote it on your Starter cap.

I'm sorry I didn't see you at the show, I must have missed you.
Don't think I did that shit intentionally, just to diss you.
And what's this shit you said about you like to cut your wrists too?
I say that shit just clownin' dawg(dog), c'mon, how fucked up is you?
You got some issues, Stan, I think you need some counselin'
To help your ass from bouncin' off the walls when you get down some.

And what's this shit about us meant to be together?
That type of shit'll make me not want us to meet each other.
I really think you and your girlfriend need each other.
Or maybe you just need to treat her better.
I hope you get to read this letter.
I just hope it reaches you in time.
Before you hurt yourself, I think that you'd be doin' just fine
If you'd relax a little. I'm glad that I inspire you, but Stan
Why are you so mad? Try to understand that I do want you as a fan.
I just don't want you to do some crazy shit.
I seen this one shit on the news a couple weeks ago that made me sick.
Some dude was drunk and drove his car over a bridge
And had his girlfriend in the trunk and she was pregnant with his kid
And in the car they found a tape but it didn't say who it was to
Come to think about it...his name was...it was you. DAMN!

多謝*。.☆MavIs☆.。*的指導。
妳很厲害呀！


>>July 27, 2003 at 6:24:08 PM GMT+8

2003 年 7 月 23 日 星期三 【陰】

大風。



《迴環‧太空》


你的世界

一直以來

都只是

你的世界


我的徘徊

一直以來

都只是

我的徘徊


固置的琉璃珠

在星雲中浮遊穿梭


我在固定的軌跡

猜想彼此的距離


我的徘徊

一直以來

也闖不進

你的世界


你的世界

一直以來

也止不了

我的徘徊

>>July 24, 2003 at 1:39:02 AM GMT+8

2003 年 7 月 22 日 星期二 【雨】

三號風球，晚一點可能會掛八號風球。
夜晚七點，開了icq，竟然一個人也沒有??????
真是奇境呀!
打風在即，大家也不留在家嗎???

本來今晚約了simon wai 等幾個人一起吃飯，
但由於八號風球，所以取消了。
待我回港後再約吧~~!!

>>July 23, 2003 at 12:18:05 PM GMT+8