fragments of feelings... touches of heart
It should be a busy day. Got a lot of things to rush for and a lot of side duties to complete which is quite ad hoc but urgent. Left early because I don't wanna be shut in the office so I continue to work at home. It's rare to dine with my family, it's lucky today that I can eat with them and share some good time with laughter with them though it's only 30 minutes ^^ Haven't met my father for a day. Our times never click that a chance to say good morning is already very precious. I start to miss him much (haha... i never say that :P)
"It should be a busy day" haha, it is only "should be". I never think I should be regarded as busy. If I can work more efficiently, I think I won't be that busy. Sometimes it beats me when I evaluate myself. Perhaps that's because I was a far too lucky person that I lived in protections and failures only appear lately. Starting to lose confidence, losing myself...
Fragments of feelings, touches of heart... it's good to think and feel myself. Played piano for almost an hour after work tonight. I find that Mozart is still attractive though I can't really master the sonata, I love them much, classical but not romantic, organised but not formulated. haha, complicated feeling but I like it.
Everything in my room is a piece of memory that can play a movie clip in the sea of my mind. Sometimes you smile for it, sometimes you shed tears for it. I started to realise that many things here are part of a pair. I hate to find it out ... I would rather looking at them without seeing them really, then my life would be easier.
Still love Bobby Vinton.. still searching for 'touble is my middle name' :P
Picture for Chow's birthday.
"It should be a busy day" haha, it is only "should be". I never think I should be regarded as busy. If I can work more efficiently, I think I won't be that busy. Sometimes it beats me when I evaluate myself. Perhaps that's because I was a far too lucky person that I lived in protections and failures only appear lately. Starting to lose confidence, losing myself...
Fragments of feelings, touches of heart... it's good to think and feel myself. Played piano for almost an hour after work tonight. I find that Mozart is still attractive though I can't really master the sonata, I love them much, classical but not romantic, organised but not formulated. haha, complicated feeling but I like it.
Everything in my room is a piece of memory that can play a movie clip in the sea of my mind. Sometimes you smile for it, sometimes you shed tears for it. I started to realise that many things here are part of a pair. I hate to find it out ... I would rather looking at them without seeing them really, then my life would be easier.
Still love Bobby Vinton.. still searching for 'touble is my middle name' :P
Picture for Chow's birthday.
posted by bruisy at
11:16 pm
2 Comments:
Knowing all my friends at work wanna have more time for relaxation, I find myself so relax here in a vacation having not much to do except for cookery, shopping, seeing movies and visiting your great site. Listen, you are great in everything, babe. Feeling less confident is not related to your ability, just that I speak less sweet words to you lately. My fault!
Nothing to share about your piano playing as I know nothing. But I will learn that in near future hopefully.
Hope your room is full of my gifts to you which make you happy and delightful every day.
I love you!
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Florona Tsang, at 6:05 am
I love having my own website. Thanks babe for teaching me. I really love you. Miss you so much. It's so great to share with you here. Take care.
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Florona Tsang, at 8:27 am
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