A Practical Me

I love to browse my friend's blogs when I have time. Most bloggers I know are girls (you know, girls love writing much more than boys).

Some of them are very sentimental, they write poets, share their fluffy, delicate feeling by words... Comparing with my solid description of daily life, I just realize stories I post are very realistic and 'tangible'...

I thought I was an emotional person, but it seems I am transforming in these few years... What does make the change??

雞蛋仔

星期五五時半左右，做report做得想瘋，便到樓下買雞蛋仔。

該雞蛋仔小店頗有名氣，有很多人排隊，我排了25分鐘，不知那裡來的耐性。花了這麼多時間，我買了兩底，一底給我，一底給那位女人心海底針的組員。

味道不錯，但始終不及我讀幼稚園時，媽媽每天接我們放學時買給我倆的雞蛋仔。那種感覺是熱騰騰，香噴噴，脆脆的外殼包著軟軟的心，蛋味撲鼻，令我感到很窩心，很幸福。

Stock market

Everyone is talking about stock market. I am just not motivated and uninterested.

I think I will not be a billionaire because I am lack of sense to figures, especially on money (don't know why I can work in all those banking projects for many years). For me, a figure with 5 zeros or 6 zeros do not have great difference to me.

That is okay, getting rich is never in my agenda.

A weird me

Photo taken at 石板街.

Be a strong girl!!

Alright, after a messy Wednesday, I make up my mind and have courage to face all challenges again this morning.

Before the phone conference in client's place, I stocked up my energy with a cup of COVA hot chocolate, yummy.

The review was greatly presented by our TW Big Brother. Jelly said he performed much better than you know who in our other office, when chatting with our client after the call. He is pretty nasty.

My friendly client knows tonnes of works piling up on my desk, he asked me to relax, work never ends.

Then before I went back to office, I bought a McDonald lunch set in order to store up the strength and fat to combat with the air con and endless work this afternoon.

Gear up!!!!!

Generations

Tonight Jeff asked me if I had very rare chances to stay with my grandfathers.

Yes, I only met my maternal granddad several times when I was a kid, but I still remember the big house he lived, the long wooden stairs, his warm smile and blurry eyes when looking at me. Everyday I visited him, I sent him some little gifts, such as a card or a paper heart I made.

My memories were only these.

It is a sorrow that I had never met my father's father, because he passed away when he was very young. Sometimes I do hope I could meet him.

When Jeff told me how his granddad was, such as his traditional mind, his strong personalities, I am astonished, because I have lack of experience to communicate with men in that generation. I just realize that some concepts I take for granted, such as the equity of two genders, for them, it is never in their vocabulary. There is nothing right or wrong to them, we shape and are shaped by culture.

Lucas is so lucky, he has 4 grandparents, treasure him like a prince.

Loneliness

I feel so lonely. Always stay in my freezer-like room, no window, no fresh air. No one cares, no one concerns.

What can I ask for? Here is just a damn office.

Am still having the morning sickness, through days to nights, but who can understand the pain? The suffering?

Hurray!!!

I had completed one Marathon report, one proposal and one Executive Summary.

How I have chance to take a deeper breath.

St. Catharine's 94 old girls' gathering

Dozens of beauties

Old 4 Phoebe class

Great thanks for Billie, Ivy Wu and Dai Kuen for organizing such a nice gathering on Aug 4.

33 old friends had joined the gathering, and we were having extremely high spirit the whole night.

When we were playing games, those staffs from the restaurant also laughed. The emcees kept remaining me to calm down during the game sections.

From my eyes, all girls are unchanged, they are just like the same teenagers I met many years ago. If you were there, you would know what 'girl power' means.

I left the gathering at 11:45pm, it was such an unforgettable night!!!

My dear friends, keep it up, I want to see you girls again soon.

Protected the Queen's Pier by their bodies

My doc suggested me to take some more rest, so I stayed at home yesterday afternoon, was lying on the bed.

I was watching how those kids trying to protect our Queen's Pier by their bodies. 20 of them were connecting each others by chains, lying on the floor to express their determination to save this piece of heritage

Frankly, I am really impressed by them, by their courage, by their enthusiasm to safeguard our memories.

I was thinking, if possible, I am willing to take a day off to join the students, and let everyone who knows me see my face in TV, to get mad at me, to make fun at me, to appreciate me...... I am still young, I want to do something I think it is worth to and make some people's jaws drop.

Our lives have too much worries and concerns. We always live for some people's expectations. I do wanna change this situation, I wanna tell everyone that we should live for our own self.

I hate to conform.

I am damn sleepy!

Can someone glue me on the bed then I canstick with it as long as possible.

Bed is now my best friend!!

I am just too lazy to work, to eat and even to sleep, if possible.

Very contradicting? Yes, I ask myself what on Earth I am doing, I should close my eyes and sleep.