一 直 延 着 那 道 光 追 去。 我 迷 恋 着 那 道 光。 可 是 无 法 用 手 去 触 摸 它。就 因 为 它 是 光。  有 光 不 一 定 热 。 明 亮 的 光 能 让 人 安 心。 黑 暗 里 点 燃 的 光，  最 难 忘 窝 心。如 果 光 和 太 阳 相 恋， 不 会 有 人 问 为 何。如 果 光 和 倒 影 相 恋，不 知 是 喜 是 悲？ 今 天 看 着 我 的 朋 友 送 给 我 的 明 信 片。  看 着 卡 上 那 长 长 的 倒 影 和 女 人 背 后 缓 缓 的 阳 光， 突 然 有 所 感 触。 因 窗 帘 不 够  长， 所 以 当 风 吹 过 时， 阳 光 就 会 从 窗 帘 下 射 进 来， 打 在 我 的桌 上 。 所 以 我 手 中 的 明 信 片  微 妙 地 多 了 一 道 光。 至 今， 一 直 不 会 写 “ 恋” 字。 几 乎 每 一 次 都 需 要 用 词 典 来 查 看。  笔 画 不 多， 就 是 记 不 住 怎 么 写。 只 记 得 下 有“ 心”字， 上 有什 么 呢？ 今 天 我 很 仔 细 地 看 着 这 个 字 时，觉 得 它 如 同 一 面 镜 子，投 射 出 镜 前  的 身 影。 有 如 一 人 镜 前  思 伊 人。 情 字  难 免 涌 心 中。“ 恋”字 会 写 又 如 何 ？  一 个“ 恋”字， 有 时 也 不 敌“ 洒 脱” 两 个 字。  能 学 会 ，处 处 都 是 光。

On a train or vehicle with the other survivors, we passed by foreign nature sceneries.  The sky bathe in a daze of pink and blue, was so blue & calm.  It was a beautiful sight.  I tried to capture it on my camera, but it had problem focusing the distance sight and couldn't take the picture in time.  Once we alighted, we saw some Japanese tending to their stalls in market and there were small restaurants.  Surveillance cameras were installed.  Everything was blurred from there onwards and I finally woke up. 

My dream last night reminded of a short Chinese essay by my favorite writer, Jimmy Liao.  The title was "I am a little duck".  Enclosed his original work.

(People who didn't understand Chinese, here is my translation in my best efforts.)

<<I Am A Little Duck>>

The ship had sunk, where had the others go to?

The currents carried the red face basin I was in.

Giant waves had swallowed everything; no one could hear my hoarse voice in tears.

I could fly, but not very high.

I could swim, but not very far.

A drown fish floated up in sight, had scared me to tears.

Who will come to the sea to rescue a water duck?

[His work is animate and moving that reflected to situation or position one may be in.  Today I didn't have my words, only thoughts tiptoeing quietly in and out...]

Letting something go that wasn't mine.

Learning about beautiful things that didn't meant to stay

Heart felt so cold it seemed to have shattered all the way

Tears kept falling like the rain.

Shadows were dancing above my head as I was writing this.

I thought it was strange but I didn't lift my head.

When I got up from my chair

I let out a scream

Something was flying in the house and it flew into my parents' room

I thought it was a big black butterfly.

It flew out again

I let out another scream.

It was big and couldn't stop flapping its wings

I couldn't make out what it was

For a moment I thought it was a bird but on second look, it looked like a bat with its little head and ears.

My dad and sister were sleeping.

I was scaring my mum with my noises.

It went on in circles.

My mum closed her door and asked me to close mine too.

I didn't do so.

I switched on lights.

I opened windows.

I wanted it to go.

It went on in circles as thought it was blind.

It couldn't see my lights nor it could see my opened windows

It went on in circles, in and out of the rooms.

Leaving me cowered in fear while my mum kept making false announcement that it was gone.

Its endless flight and size left me so disturbed that I wanted to run.

But I stayed and waited when it finally left by the window by my desk.

Its identity was again in mystery and restored back the silence.

My heart was again back in place...

Something had called for strange happening tonight.

Heard about my mum interesting visit to my grandparents' house this afternoon.  My young cousin, who is still schooling, is recently going steady with a girl for his first time.  My grandpa gave him some money to spend for his dating.  He refused to take the money.  My cute grandpa told him if he doesn't accept it, he asked him not to call him "Ah Gong" (Grandpa).  His sister earns her first bucks doing waitressing during her December school holiday.  She gave some money to grandpa & grandma in red packets.  They refused to accept, but she insisted. I thought these are really sweet. 

Find this very funny, hence hope it's here to stay. Enjoy!

It was a pleasure to meet this Ken few years ago. 

I love the hair detail.  Back then there were too many 'plastic' looking Ken. 

If there is an audition for Ken, I think there will be limited good candidates.  It seemed to me that Ken was created only to partner with Barbie about 1 year after Barbie was created in 1959.  It was reported that he started the scene with a head of fuzzy hair.  Two years later, his hair was replaced with blond or brown PAINT.  But the scene may be changing if Ken's makeover proved to be successful. 

Two years after Ken & Barbie split in 2004, Ken was restyled by Mattel, hoping his return to retail stores can revitalize the company's overall fortunes.  He 'appeared' to be fitter with better styling from the picture.

Hollywood stylist Phillip Bloch with the restyled Ken doll.

A comparison of his love rival.  (One of the rumors back then was Barbie left Ken for Blaine (an Aussie surfer)  He was quite cute looking too.

With the revamp by Mattel, hopefully Ken will not be just a 'poser' beside Barbie.  He certainly needs a stronger boast from his old image of being 'soft' and 'plastic'.

I have the pleasure to hold her hairy hand.  This exercise ball allows her to run on the floor safely. Too bad that it wasn't sold when I had my hamsters last time.  Just recently on the news, there are also exercise balls for human who want some thrills down the hill.  Couldn't remember whether it was New Zealand or Germany or...?

2007 Simple joy:  I HAVE A TABLE!!!  And a table lamp that still works after being misunderstood it was spoilt for years.

Greeted 2007 with fire sticks while working.  The last 2 sticks accidentally burnt my thumb before I said my wishes.  3'o clock in the morning was the hardest time to stay awake.  

Hope 2oo7 will be magically wonderful ahead...

The Best line I came across before 2006 ended - "A lot of people fear Death, that becos' they haven't really live their lives yet."