＊繁星流動 和你同路
從不相識開始心接近
默默以真摯待人
＃人生如夢 朋友如霧
難得知心幾經風暴
為著我不退半步 正是你
＋遙遙晚空點點星光息息相關
你我那怕荊棘鋪滿路
替我解開心中的孤單 是誰明白我
情同兩手一起開心一起悲傷
彼此分擔總不分我或你
你為了我 我為了你
共赴患難絕裡 緊握你手 朋友
AHA. Been looking for this for ages!
朋友 July 31, 2007
Suicide Medicine July 31, 2007
A brain that never stops ticking,
sometimes an on-off switch would sure come in handy
A mind that’s constantly cutting up and dissecting,
looking for answers, committing murders along the way
Is it the red wire, or the blue wire
just pick one and cut, it just doesn’t matter anymore
or did it ever, cause I could never control
when the bomb would explode
Oh god I love you, I mean forever
I left my body behind to break the news
looks like it’s over, please remember
all of the things I never got a chance to say
like you look smashing in your fourth grade picture,
the one that we hung by the door,
in our house that was so beautiful
Yeah, here in our little home
If this medication upsets your stomache,
take it with crackers, bread, or a small meal
We understand it won’t do shit towards a cure
But if you buy this, I promise you’re gonna like
the way it makes you feel
Is it the red wire, or the blue wire
just pick one and cut, it just doesn’t matter anymore
or did it ever, cause I could never control
when the bomb would explode
Oh god I love you, I mean forever
I left my body behind to break the news
looks like it’s over, please remember
all of the things I never got a chance to say
like you look smashing in your fourth grade picture,
the one that we hung by the door,
in our house that was so beautiful
Yeah, here in our little home
Our little home, nobody knows,
our little home, nobody knows what goes on
Our little home
Hehe. Rocky Votolato..nice.
And I’m feeling happyy<3
July 29, 2007
Westlife and Diana Ross!!! SO NICE! <333
I wanna call the stars
Down from the sky
I wanna live a day
That never dies
I wanna change the world
Only for you
All the impossible
I wanna do
I wanna hold you close
Under the rain
I wanna kiss your smile
And feel the pain
I know what’s beautiful
Looking at you
In a world of lies
You are the truth
And baby
Everytime you touch me
I become a hero
I’ll make you safe
No matter where you are
And bring you
Everything you ask for
Nothing is above me
I’m shining like a candle in the dark
When you tell me that you love me
I wanna make you see
Just what I was
Show you the loneliness
And what it does
You walked into my life
To stop my tears
Everything’s easy now
I have you here
And baby
Everytime you touch me
I become a hero
I’ll make you safe
No matter where you are
And bring you
Everything you ask for
Nothing is above me
I’m shining like a candle in the dark
When you tell me that you love me
In a world without you
I would always hunger
All I need is your love to make me stronger
And baby
Everytime you touch me
I become a hero
I’ll make you safe
No matter where you are
And bring you
Everything you ask for
Nothing is above me
I’m shining like a candle in the dark
When you tell me that you love me
You love me
When you tell me that you love me
Survival of the fittest. Adios, unfit July 22, 2007
Would you choose to fight on, or give up?
I’ve always thought that suicide was the most unwise choice to take. But constructing a barrier on any specific methods of committing suicide wouldn’t make suicide any less tempting to those who’ve fixed their minds on ending their lives.. would it?
A familiar argument against a barrier (on the Golden Gate Bridge) is that thwarted jumpers will simply go elsewhere. In 1953, a bridge supervisor named Mervin Lewis rejected an early proposal for a barrier by saying it was preferable that suicides jump into the Bay than dive off a building “and maybe kill somebody else.” (It’s a public-safety issue.) Although this belief makes intuitive sense, it is demonstrably untrue. Dr. Seiden’s study, “Where Are They Now?,” published in 1978, followed up on five hundred and fifteen people who were prevented from attempting suicide at the bridge between 1937 and 1971. After, on average, more than twenty-six years, ninety-four per cent of the would-be suicides were either still alive or had died of natural causes. “The findings confirm previous observations that suicidal behavior is crisis-oriented and acute in nature,” Seiden concluded; if you can get a suicidal person through his crisis—Seiden put the high-risk period at ninety days—chances are extremely good that he won’t kill himself later.
Clearly I’m wrong? But I think being stopped at the near “completion” of your suicide plan is different from going on a different plan right from the start. That’s comparing say, someone who planned a jumping suicide, and is on the verge of jumping before someone pulls him off, with a person who ruled out the jumping method because a barrier was there, and planned his suicide via another method.
…. (Kevin) Briggs remains opposed to a barrier. “The bridge is about beauty,” he told me. “They’re going to jump anyway, and you can’t stop them.”
Uh, just so the quote wouldn’t be taken out of context, Briggs is a really wonderful person in my opinion, not some evil person who said that totally out of insensitivity.. read on if you want to know what he’s done..
I’ve always thought it required more than unthinking to commit suicide. You actually have to be brave.. Sometimes people do things on impulse, but without the slightest bit of bravery you wouldn’t end your life, I guess. I remember standing at some point on the Eiffel Tower, looking down and just thinking how long it’d take to reach the ground if someone were to jump off. It was so cold and windy up there. I’ve always had this fear of heights, and looking down sure was scary. But the view outwards was so beautiful. Maybe people like the feeling of being “on top of the world” for the last time? =\
Kevin Hines was eighteen when he took a municipal bus to the (Golden Gate) bridge one day in September, 2000. After treating himself to a last meal of Starbursts and Skittles, he paced back and forth and sobbed on the bridge walkway for half an hour. No one asked him what was wrong. A beautiful German tourist approached, handed him her camera, and asked him to take her picture, which he did. “I was like, ‘Fuck this, nobody cares,’ ” he told me. “So I jumped.” But after he crossed the chord, he recalls, “My first thought was What the hell did I just do? I don’t want to die.”
Lol, but I’m not implying that people who commit suicide are brave.
Baldwin was twenty-eight and severely depressed on the August day in 1985 when he told his wife not to expect him home till late. “I wanted to disappear,” he said. “So the Golden Gate was the spot. I’d heard that the water just sweeps you under.” On the bridge, Baldwin counted to ten and stayed frozen. He counted to ten again, then vaulted over. “I still see my hands coming off the railing,” he said. As he crossed the chord in flight, Baldwin recalls, “I instantly realized that everything in my life that I’d thought was unfixable was totally fixable—except for having just jumped.”
Sigh, people always think they have the worst problems. They might, but they wouldn’t actually know. I think I’ve told many people before, my guess is that the ones who are hurt the most by a person’s death are the people who love(d) that person. And following that, I also think people who kill their “loved” ones before committing suicide are completely insensitive, and have a warped sense of love. Everyone should have the freedom to decide whether they want to live or not.
But I think there’s no way to define the “right” to do anything. Like, when a person has a terminal illness, and refuses to tell his family and friends so that they wouldn’t be hurt. Sometimes I wonder if people should have the right to know these things, because the right stems from their love for the person? What’s the logic behind it? Like the show “Happy Birthday” or something, the guy didn’t tell the girl that he was dying, and faked a marriage so as to make her give up on him. And he got his sister to continue sending happy birthday messages to the girl every year, as was the tradition before he died. I can’t remember if she found out in the end, but imagine how distraught she’d have been if she knew how much he loved her, and how he didn’t give her the chance to be with him till the end..
Kevin Briggs, a friendly, sandy-haired motorcycle patrolman, has a knack for spotting jumpers and talking them back from the edge; he has coaxed in more than two hundred potential jumpers without losing one over the side. He won the Highway Patrol’s Marin County Uniformed Employee of the Year Award last year. Briggs told me that he starts talking to a potential jumper by asking, “How are you feeling today?” Then, “What’s your plan for tomorrow?” If the person doesn’t have a plan, Briggs says, “Well, let’s make one. If it doesn’t work out, you can always come back here later.”
We need more people like him… Everytime I hear about a suicide case, I’d think, would a conversation minutes before his action have made a difference?
It’s impossible to know whether any one suicide might have been prevented, but many suicidal people do indeed wish to be saved. As the eminent suicidologist E. S. Shneidman has said, “The paradigm is the man who cuts his throat and cries for help in the same breath.”
And on the same note, this is what Dr. Jerome Motto said after he went to the house of a man who jumped off the bridge in the seventies.
“I went to this guy’s apartment afterward with the assistant medical examiner,” he told me. “The guy was in his thirties, lived alone, pretty bare apartment. He’d written a note and left it on his bureau. It said, ‘I’m going to walk to the bridge. If one person smiles at me on the way, I will not jump.’ ”
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The end of the article is so beautiful.
As people who work on the bridge know, smiles and gentle words don’t always prevent suicides. A barrier would. But to build one would be to acknowledge that we do not understand each other; to acknowledge that much of life is lived on the chord, on the far side of the railing. Joseph Strauss believed that the Golden Gate would demonstrate man’s control over nature, and so it did. No engineer, however, has discovered a way to control the wildness within.
But I still think that the barrier may serve to reduce the number of suicides from the bridge, but the impact on the number of suicides on the whole wouldn’t be much more different. Determination gets people to places.. If a girl could take a $150 cabfare to the bridge, she can take one to any other place.
Sometimes when the weather is hot and the sun gets to my eyes, I squint, and my mouth somehow forms a “smile-like” shape, and passer-bys return my “smile”. And I feel half bad, because I wasn’t actually smiling at them. But when they return my “smile”, if I’m not stunned to paralysis at the randomness, I’d smile back. (: I think the hug campaign is slightly too extreme in our (conservative) Asian state, why not try a smile first?
On a completely irrelevant note: the engineer part reminded me of the EDB thing. And I stand with my (ridiculous) theory of engineers as the warriors in our (platonic) state. I’m not anti-G, just wondering what reasons and motives G has for doing certain things, and advocating certain paths.
And, the article I was reading: http://www.newyorker.com/archive/2003/10/13/031013fa_fact
Lastly, random quotes from The Joy Of Life that I think are interesting.
My therapist is getting on my nerves. She’s always saying, “That must have been really hard for you.”
There are times in your life when you notice things. Like after someone dies. Or sometimes coming out of a movie.
What is it that we need in an ending? Tied up plot lines, evidence of some meaning behind the story, a moral, a punch line, a suicide?
RELAX. July 18, 2007
Aiyaa I don’t feel like blogging, but I realised my previous 4 posts are all quizzes.
Cannot.
Oh well, I’m sleepy cos I just woke up and I should be doing econs but there’s only 1 hour left before I have to get ready for school. What a noob!! But I like sleep too much ahh haha I think I slept before 9. zzzz.
Yesterday we were at some stall selling those personalised keychains/signs/etc stuff, looking at the keychains when suddenly the stall owner held out this plaque (I nearly spelled plague) and asked us “Can you help me, what does this say?” and he pointed at the name on the plaque. It was those kind of plaque with the name at the top, then the explanation of the name at the bottom..
And the name was “EESHAN”.
Obviously we were confused so we said “uh eeshan??” And he asked us to help explain what it meant to the middle-aged woman next to us.
Explain what??
Lol, it was so stupid seriously, and the woman asked (nobody in particular) if eeshan was a christian name, and the guy echoed the question.
So we said, no it’s a chinese name.
The woman got defensive (?!?!) and started blabbering some stuff which I can’t remember now.
Then, she turned to liben and asked “who is eeshan??”
LOL.
Must have been the retarded look on his face that provoked the retarded question..
Shit I can’t remember what he replied, but it was funny as well.
“Huh how I know??” <-I’m just guessing.
Aiya, it was a retarded reply.
And I officially have 45 minutes to finish the essay.
Rawr.
Vanessa Koh Van Wern I think you should relax (read title of post) we’re not retarded and you won’t go crazy by this week!!!
I think you’re hearing double…… could they be echoes?!
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