Having good life

I have written many things here but just deleted them all. I am just get tired to write about job. I am frustrated to be told this is life, this is work, human being is like this blah blah blah...

I just found myself am having good life. The two babies are sleeping tight and I can lie comfortably on my bed, type silly things in my blog, while listening to music.

No matter how hard life is, grasp any chances to pamper yourself.

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I am reading Marie Claire UK edition Vol Aug 08. It is a bit weird to read something about August in July. Why fashion always walk faster than the calendar? It is ironic to see F/W apparel at shop windows while Hong Kong is under extremely hot and unbearable polluted weather in this late July.

Anyway, I bought this magazine because the cover girl is my another favourite actress, Anne Hathaway. I like her a lot since she acted Mia in The Princess Diaries. There is another topic attracted me - Wombs For Rent - an article about rich women paying some Indonesia women's belly to be pregnant for their babies. These women agree to do so because they could receive the amount equivalent 10 years salary. This is hot topic among social scientists.

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Music is so nice, it boosts up my mood, in this mid summer...polluted... night.

What...

What is market research? It is nothing?!

I am tired. Physically and emotionally.

A big fat good news

Last Saturday I was working at home till mid night, then I received a good news from another side of the planet. My friend P. Siu is going to tie the knot!!!!! Almost 4 years ago she gave up her job fearlessly and flew to London to study Movement, I am sure she had no idea that God had made a wonderful plan for her - she met her Mr. Right in this city.

Congratulation my dear, you are really something.

Any way out?

Have came back to this village for more than two months, I am still feeling isolated and invisible. All villagers are so nice to me. I still have to handle some eyesores, but I don't think any villages without shits. There is really no problem of this village, and I tried to join more activities here, but I still could not sweep away that unbearable feeling.

I always want to make some change, I want to move out but I am a bit scared to leave this comfort zone, Everytime when I try to walk away, I feel a bit shaky.

I must be crazy.

Lazy because of hard working

I am lazy to write blog recently because I work hard in working hours. How ironic.

I am stuck in this city for quite a long time, I want to have a long leisure trip to somewhere. Last time Discovery Travel & Living (Yes, I am a hopeless addictor of Discover Chanels) was showing all natural landscape in Australia, New Zealand and Tasmania, I do wish to bring my babies to every corner of the world, to experience the captivation of this planet.

Wish I can make my dream come true... soon.

Never feel shame because you are lucky

Today our highness offered a lecture to all of us. He is a believer of only-those-who-suffer-would-be-succeeded.

I know where he is from, but I could not totally agree with his ideology. It is not necessary to feel guilty because I have not suffered, such as having a difficult childhood or experienced poverty. Besides, having a blissful life does not make a person more vulnerable or less determinate. Being a parent, apart from polishing my kids in harsh way, I think LOVE is the much more effective way to cultivate a pure heart. LOVE give them the confidence and faith to face all challenges. LOVE is different from SPOILED.

Our highness said, if possible, we should send our kids to army to receive training, to let them feel the pains. I will not do this, I will tell them - 'love peace, no war!'

Divine Indulgence

I am writing a report about a luxury brand. I kept mentioning the word 'indulgence'.

What is divine indulgence? I am asking myself. A piece of velvety smooth premium chocolate? Or a 10 carats diamond on a delicate, manicured finger? Or a heavenly relaxing spa in Banyan Tree?

To me, none of these, so what it should be?

A sound sleep in my own messy bed.

But I am sure my boss thinking writing a report itself is a divine indulgence. We also tease that he releases his libido through conducting researches.

I wonder if he will decapitate me if he finds out what we discuss behind him.

But I will tell him this is actually a compliment for him. Hahahahahahahhah!!!