I love coming home after a long day in school to see my mom standing at the kitchen doorway smiling and asking how my day turn out. asking if i got caught in the rain and if i'm hungry. i love the feeling of being cared for and loved, and indulge in every moment of those little acts that i know i'll treasure till the end of time.. acts that i sometimes take for granted, little things like making me a cup of hot tea on a rainy day when i'm lazing around reading a book on the rocking chair. comments like 'enjoy yourself' when i call home on a late night out and 'good luck' before every exam paper. i guess these are some of the ways pple tangibalise the important intangibles...

thankful.. of being given the opportunity to be child-like forever..

On my mom's bdae, i sent an sms dedication to her favourite radio station. my dad did it too. she called me when i was on my way to school.. and i think i made myself happier than her. Just like my grandma's bdae. Gave her a nicely arranged rose hand bouquet and felt happier than i could have if i bought it for myself.

think 'you can't put perfume on others without getting some on yourself'.

The days are getting longer, nights shorter and maybe that explains my inappropriate entry. this can well be a May entry. lolx...

Oh.. do play the music file i placed at the bottom left of this page. I dun understand cantonese but this song is nice..

The projects are fast falling in place. I find myself starting to oil the gears so they dont get stuck when i have to go steam-rolling ahead.

The following phrase describes my feeling during tutorials:
[Everyone else was talking, there wasn't much left to say]
This, can also be applied to my daily encounters with pple.

AND, i always try my best-est to stand by my belief-
DO NOT SPEAK UNLESS YOU CAN IMPROVE ON SILENCE.