existence
some people aim at leaving smthg behind after-life
some people aim at creating their jr. (life continues)
some people aim at career achievement
i just want kids live with min. regrets and family stays happy everafter
eclipse
yeah, watched my teen movie happily with sis; 80% female in house
i’m thinking if i’m so into pattinson? a little edward-like 20 years ago…
when will the finale comes?
new goal?
feeling lost these days… family is great, will enjoy summer with boys,
just time goes without any footprint, haha, like teens HEA
short-term goal is weigh-cutting, yearly goal will be…picking up japanese again?
maybe calligraphy with perth?
還是喜歡看亦舒
讀得舒服；愛那種直覺，憑感覺；不用每字咀嚼。。。
女人還是人與事，情與愛；事業，都是為了生活？
最近看完 直至海枯石爛~
如果牆會說話 更好~
花常好月常圓人長久~ 大家都平衡一點/隨遇而安 
my first post via email
thought it will be an improvement…but cant attach photo…?
港男．港女．宅男．中女
社會將我們定型（還有80後。。。），幸好大家都不怕面對／比較，做回自己，只是名稱較難聽。其實女孩有要求，懂得照顧自己是錯嗎？骨子裡還是有一點愛人疼錫的。。。
男生嘛，生性啦，哈哈~
繼而產生LAT (Live Apart Together)；潮人將婚姻演變得獨立一點（哪為什要走在一起）？不是要照顧對方嗎？不是不喜歡寂寞嗎？
。。。所以有人說另一半就是他／她一生的‘事業‘（還有孩子），又甜又苦的過程呢
music
time flies too fast, after resetting my mac,
i’ll ‘spend time’ arranging and listening music i love,
khalil FONG, eason CHAN, joanna WANG…etc
keep ourselves calm and in good mood,
that’s what we want ultimately; and you?
（周國平的妞妞）小孩
。。。孩子（反過來）帶引父母‘去玩‘（同 享受生活），讓久己生活在功利世界的成年人 犧牲一些時間，去做‘無用‘ 而不做‘有用‘的事，更新我們（自兒時）對世界的感覺。。。
我的生活雖 變得有責任／牽掛，但簡單, 不累又開心，希望天下父母都可保護子女健康愉快成長！
the sound of silence
envy people can use words so wisely
Hello darkness, my old friend
I’ve come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence
In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone
‘Neath the halo of a street lamp
I turn my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence
And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people maybe more
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening
People writing songs that voices never shared
No one dared
Disturb the sound of silence
“Fools,” said I, “you do not know
Silence like a cancer grows
Hear my words that I might teach you
Take my arms that I might reach you”
But my words like silent raindrops fell
And echoed in the wells of silence
And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon god they made
And the sign flashed out its warning
In the words that it was forming
And the sign said “The words of the prophets are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls
And whispered in the sound of silence
P. Simon, 1964