Kansha Kangeki Amearashi

感謝カンゲキ雨嵐

Kansha Kangeki Amearashi...It's thanks to the RainStorm that I found myself again.

日曜日, 5月 02, 2004
  I removed my guestbook link. If you have anything to say you can well say it on the tagboard, even if it means multiple posts.

Wish I could lock up some posts on blogspot...but since I can't...well...time to be careful. Now only the ppl I really trust can read my deepest thoughts and rants. For I'm sure they at least will understand...:)

I hated to remove the guestbook link, but had to...ppl who want to communicate with me still can do so through the tagboard...if you're from the Iro forum you'd know my email address too :)

Training today was fun!! There are more coaches around on Sunday, almost 1 coach to each lane, so that means the coach can pay more attention to us and correct our strokes!!!
Auntie Mary said my freestyle is OK, juz need to move a bit faster...tried the 6 pulls one breath thing and instead went like, 6666646226462 :P Slowed down cuz I was concentrating more on getting my breathing correct than on speed...
My main stroke is BACKSTROKE!!! Not freestyle!!!!
But since I agreed to do 200m free, might as well train hard for it rite? Then after the Nats...can stop!
I was NEVER cut out to be a swimmer.
Not a competitive one anyway.

You know, even the prettiest models and actresses nowadays were not necessarily pretty in their teens/childhood...
Was surfing blogs, and came across Kiat Teng's. Apparently, her brother's from NJC where Miss Singapore-Universe 2002 Bernice Wong studied...to quote what her brother said, back then if anyone were to say she was Miss Singapore-Universe, they'd laugh their heads off. But look at Bernice Wong now! I think she's really lovely.
I saw a picture of Jeanette Aw in secondary school, and wouldn't have recognised her had it not been for the caption. She wasn't that pretty either, but now she's beautiful too, with good acting skills to boot (though she's got to work on the way she talks)
It shows that with the right stylist, makeup and lighting, anyone can be beautiful.

My mum was just telling us about a customer of one of her clients Fluv (a flower shop). This bride-to-be wanted Fluv to provide the flowers for her upcoming wedding, but was rather 'easy-going" abbout it, telling the main flower arranger that she didn't mind what flowers he chose, as long as they were cream-coloured.

The main flower arranger, Justin, told my mum that many brides who come in to order bouquets for their weddings are fussy and picky about the flowers they want, and in the end, the flowers don't turn out well as either the flowers they want aren't in season, or their many demands put a lot of pressure on the arranger. But if the bride wasn't as fussy, somehow the bouquets would always end up looking beautiful after he was done with the arrangement.

They used peonies for the bride who wanted the cream flowers...peonies, the arranger said, are usually hard to handle and sometimes it doesn't turn out well. But the end product turned out to be amazingly lovely--as lovely as the bride herself, my mum said (she saw this bride-to-be when she came in to collect her flowers). And the cream-coloured peonies are really pretty too--I know because Fluv let my mum bring the leftovers home :)

Beauty is no only skin deep, but should shine and radiate from a person's heart and personality as well. If you're ugly inside, no matter how beautiful you are on the outside, there will always be something missing.

If someone were only externally beauty, the more you get to know her, and see how dark and evil her heart is, the uglier she will start to look in your eyes.
But if someone were ugly physically, yet has a good heart and mind, this internal beauty will start to outshine her physical flaws as you get to know her better.

I'm just tired...tired of all these...tired of trying to defend myself. What's wrong with voicing out your thoughts? It's a fact that different people think differently. No matter how much you dislike or disagree with someone else's opinion, you still have to accept that there is another standpoint to the issue. ..what doesn't make sense to you makes sense to others.

I'd consider and accept other views and opinions if they make sense...but if someone else saw something a different way, I wouldn't dismiss it completely...usually I try to see it from another person's point of view...but it is hard, because people are so different; you never know what others think.

No, Stephanie, I don't kiss my pencil, and I make sure i don't pick my nose in public. Remember that everyone has their own disgusting habits. I try to keep mine in check. Don't forget, you sing in class too. Louder than me, such that even the ppl at the back of the class can hear it, and told u to shut up. I won't say you have a very good voice as well...

Enough of that.  
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On happy days, as cheerful as a rainbow Or on days that rage like a storm You'll always be there for me

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—’ Arashi/Tochuu Gesha “r’†‰ºŽÔ
From album Iza, Now!‚¢‚´‚ÁA‚m‚‚—I
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Release date 21 july2004
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途中下車

朝もや 旅立ちのホームに
内緒で駆けつけた 
見慣れた笑顔が待っていた
ジリリ 別れのベールが鳴り
大粒の涙が 真夏の風に消えた

外は晴れ 夢はどこ?巡り合うのは誰?
閉まりかけていたドアの向こう側に 見た!

*名前も忘れるほど遠くなってしまうなら
ネクタイを外し途中下車したまま

この街の思い出が 何気ない 一日が
守るべき何か そっと 包んでゆく

突き出す きれいなビルの影
くたびれた Yシャツ 
交差点の中立っている
時の流れに追い越され
落ち込んだ午後には あの夏に咲いてた True Song

人はなぜない物を探し続けてるの?
悩む事さえ忘れかけている My Life

#あの日乗り込んだ列車は 行き先もないままに
不器用な呼吸でまだ走ってゆく

信じることに疲れて 1人眠りたい夜
途中下車したまま ゆっくり 時が 止まる
全ての街に日が昇る
希望の鐘(ね)を打ち鳴らせ

今信じる勇気が 魂の輝きが
守るべき何か そっと 包んでゆく

(*印 くりかえし)
(#印 くりかえし)
走ってゆく

Tochuu Gesha

Asa moya Tabi tachi no homu ni
Naisho de kaketsuketa
Minareta egao ga matteita
Jiriri wakare no beru ga nari
Ootsubu no namida ga Manatsu no kaze ni kieta
(The morning haze At the starting point of my journey,
I set out in secret
As the familiar smile waits
"JIRIRI", the departing bell rings
And big drops of tears disappear in the winds of midsummer)


Soto wa hare yume wa doko? Meguriau no wa dare?
Shimarikaketeita doa no mukou gawa ni Mita!
(It's fine outside, where are my dreams? Who is it that I'll meet?
On the other side of the closing doors, I saw it!
)

*Namae mo wasureru hodo tooku natte shimau nara
Nekutai wo hazushi tochuu gesha shita mama
Kono machi no omoide ga nanigenai ichi nichi ga
Mamorubeki nani ga sotto tsutsunde yuku
(If I ever go so far away that I forget even [her] name
I'll take off my necktie, and as I get down from the car midjourney,
Gently embrace the memories of this street, the day I took for granted
And what I'm supposed to protect
)

Tsukidasu Kirei na biru no kage
Kutabireta Y shatsu 
Kousaten no naka tatteiru
Toki no nagare ni oikosare
Ochikonda koko ni wa
Ano natsu ni saiteta True Song
(The shadow of a clean building pops into sight
A worn out white shirt
Standing in the middle of the crossroads,
Having been caught up and surpassed by the flow of time,
Is the True Song that bloomed in the calm afternoon
Of that summer.
)

Hito wa naze nai mono wo sagashi tsuzuketeru no?
Nayamu koto sae wasurekaketeiru My Life
(Why do people keep looking for what they do not have?
My Life, where I forget even my troubles
)

#Ano hi norikonda resha wa iki saki mo nai mama ni
Bukiyou na kokyuu de mada hashitte yuku
(The train I boarded that day without any destination in mind
Still rushes on with its awkward breaths)


Shinjiru koto ni tsukarete hitori nemuritai yoru
Tochuu gesha shita mama yukkuri toki ga tomaru
Subete no machi ni hi ga noboru
Kibou no ne wo uchi narase
(Tired of believing, nights I want to sleep alone
As I alight from the car mid-journey, time slowly comes to a stop
The sun rises in every street
Striking the bell of hope
)

Ima shinjiru yuuki ga Tamashii no kagayaki ga
Mamoru beki nani ka sotto tsutsundeyuku
(Right now, I embrace gently
The courage to believe, the radiance of spirit
And what I should protect
)
(repeat *)
(repeat #)

Hashitte yuku
(Rushing on)

Translation by Celste(Evon)


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