Picnic Basket

But Eason Chan’s songs have really accompanied me throughout these few weeks. Thanks to lyricists like 林夕, I’ve practically done some practical criticisms on some of his songs, where Eason Chan’s voice alone was enough to move me to tears. And then when I find out more about what that particular lyric means, I’d be moved even further.

Latest obsession: 绵绵

Tell me if the lazy yet melancholic voice of his doesn’t move you - even if you don’t understand Cantonese?

Every day, I thank God for good friends around me who are looking out for me. To a certain extent I am quite used to being alone now - I hope he will get used to it to, at where he is. Today as I was doing my groceries, I passed by the flowers section at Cold Storage - I had forgotten how roses smelt like.

I didn’t want to leave the flower section.

But yet I didn’t want to buy the roses, simply because I didn’t want to see them wither and wilt away.

Yes and I will be moving in late May. It was the first flat that I viewed and upon entering the place, it just felt like HOME. I can’t wait to set up home - will be rooming with Phing and our housemates are nice (or at least potentially) very nice boys whom I believe will protect us in times of need ho ho ho.

Will be putting up with a friend for the month of May, who has very kindly offered the extra room in her place

What is living out of a suitcase for a month when you have friends offering to house you and to help you move and pack?

Am writing the CT comments for my 30 students right now. It’s amazing how every one of them have such distinctive personalities. I can’t believe that I’ve already spent close to 4 months with them. They say you’d always remember your first form class. I believe I will always remember this class - amazing, amazing bunch of 18 year olds

Oh, and out of complete bimbo-ness, I was peering at the mirror on my desk just now to make sure that my new highlights were not too obvious (for which I had spent 3 friggin’ hours at the salon). I got a shock to see my very very dull undereye area.

Then I realised that I had no time for makeup this morning. I’d forgotten that I’d gone to school with a care face save moisturiser this morning.

:P

And work has been madness (seriously, I’ve built a fortress around myself. I think it was formerly known as my cubicle).

So I had promised myself that this week, I’d get my monthly massage, facial and the bimonthly haircut.

It’s Thursday today, and the massage (and scrub!) has been done. It was crackingly (literally) glorious.

Now, to slot in time for the haircut and facial by Sunday…….

That I’ve come to the realisation that however much I give, it will never be enough.

That there are certain things that I could say to clear up some things, but I choose not to say them as there is no necessity to.

That maybe I am tasting disappointment for the first time.

That this may be one of the biggest challenges yet.

After (yet another) turbulent night, I need to get myself together.

doesn’t have to be complicated, does it?

光良&卫兰 - 童梦
作曲：欧阳业鸿
填词：林夕
编曲：陈台证

Ｊ：别要欺骗我
Ｍ：流泪一滴亦已太多
Ｊ：重视我大可纵坏我
Ｍ：已片刻难离
Ｊ：一公分可算多
Ｍ：其实我未想知道谁在爱得多
Ｊ：凭着已相爱过
Ｊ：明日怎样无助(Ｍ：护花当然找我) 你也可
Ｊ：如平日大几倍爱护我(Ｍ：想得太多)
Ｊ：如果 花开竟不结果
合：都不枉往日相处谐和
合：梦一同造过
Ｊ：还太快信任情不死
Ｊ：只想逛逛街
Ｊ：游尽天共地
M：就如童话从开始多麽美
合：期望日出身边那位
合：最後还是你

This is inspired by two of my students. It seems so simple, at their age, to fall in love, and in little ways, to show their affection for each other (without grossing others out). The world really consists just the two of them at this point - without responsibilities and burdens and ambitions and distractions weighing them down.

Why is it that when you grow older, it’s harder to show it and it’s harder to be receptive to it?

The biggest klutz in the world has successfully slipped at the bathroom. Again.

It’s not too bad this time. A slight cut below the knee, a possibly sore butt tomorrow and a potential bruise on my face.

Compared to the last time when blood immediately gushed out from my foot, this is nothing.

This is nothing compared to the TWO times I slipped and fell on my butt at the MRT station on rainy days. When I had a hip-width bruise for about 3-4 weeks.

I think I fall down a lot.