Wednesday, June 23, 2004
No choice but TROY
I saw TROY this evening. I had this movie just as this title. I had no choice of any other activities; Mr. J don't like to shop. I had no choice of other movie, there is no any film worth going/paying. Yet, you have no choice but seeing it.
No doubt it's a great movie, a big one. Guess what? I hate this kind of movies. Hate wars, afraid of blood. There are battle scenes and they are the most expensive apart from the main charaters. I feel sad about the battles and the duelings are of my least favour. It's sad killing. And, it's worst fighting for someone but not soldier's himself of their family.
TROY tells us what love, power and glory are. Love worths taking risks and lives; Power fools one's mind; Glory ususlly comes after death. Go and see the movie and feel it!
Monday, June 21, 2004
Day 3 to 5 - Trade-off?
Busy days Fridays to Sundays. Tutorial and piano lessons here and there. I had no breaks except the travelling time. It's exausting.
I used to eat whatever pops up in my mind as a return of a hard-working day (Fri-Sun). Fridays are better, I have a few hours home in the mid-afternoon, then go out from 3 till 8:30. But, Saturdays and Sundays are dreadful... 9 to 8 with 30 lunch breaks on weekends and 9:30 to 5 on red-days no meal break, travelling time not yet counted. How am I supposed to have clear mind without food?
Here's my diet:
Friday: After learning that I'll still doing my private tutor job and will have (at least) two more piano students during the summer holidays, I decided to "reward" myself. I brought some cookies (big-sized, over half of them are chocolate-flavoured) for lunch and have a McMeal for dinner.
Saturday: 30 minutes could only ables me a quick lunch of some noodles and vegetables. It was rather a big meal and I bought a pear for tea-time. Lucky or misfortune, because of the pear, I think, I had a stomach upset that everning. I only had half bowl of congee that night.
Sunday: Noodles again. I usually order food at the piano company for a brunch as I have no time for any meal until 5 on Sundays. 9:30 to 12:45 at the first place and 1:30 to 5 the other and the travelling time is 40 minutes including walking. That remaining 5 minutes usually spoilt - late, extra-and-unnecessary conversations with parents, waiting trains at the station ... Yet, 5 minutes is just enough for buying a drink at the convenience shop and the chance of having that precious 5 minutes is really rare. I now prepare drink every Sunday morning. It's a special Sunday today that I must have an inappropriate dinner because today is the "Stars of June Evening". We celebrate June-birth friends today.
I must get much harder on my diet tomorrow!
Friday, June 18, 2004
Day 2 - Please forgive me
I had the same as breakfast. But, I've just remembered that bee pollen is rich in protein... Yet, for beauty, worth taking.
I had oatmeal with two slices of lunceon meat during lunch. I put less oatmeal flake this time to make a less sticky oatmeal congee. It's much more easy to drink it down (I have problems swallowing sticky food. It upsets my throat, don't know why.). It was a nice meal as there's something to chew.
There was a "very normal" dinner tonight. I had vegetables, meats, eggs, shrimps, and most of all, rice! I can't avoid the dinner as it's the favour my client does me. Yes, "does". My student's mom keeps me for dinner every time I give the piano lesson. Lucky that they eat brown rice.
After learning I'll be having a birthday party which is not to be very good and I have to pay for myself, for the food I'm not expecting, I decided to have some chocolate biscuits. I really want something sweet. Sigh... Why not me? Why I let go the control of the party just as to avoid some trouble which doesn't bother me at all? 
Thursday, June 17, 2004
Day 1 - Temptation
This is the first day I go on a diet. I had a teaspoon of bee pollen and a teaspoon of mountain honey for breakfast and oatmeal for lunch. Yet, I broke my rule at last...
I have bee pollen and honey for breakfast every day and of course I shall continue to take them for my beauty. 
The first bowl of oatmeal was not so bad as I thought. I cooked it with salt as I don't like the taste of sweet for unfavourite food - yes, oatmeal is one of them. The oatmeal turned out to have a texture of congee and I swallowed it with cartoons on TV.
I had a nap after that. I was too tired, hardly any sleep last night.
At about 6 to 7 in the evening, I found myself empty. Not my stomache but my mind. I started having some snacks - cheeze sticks and snack black beans. Still, I felt empty although it's a sin to my belly. I struggled between oatmeal and a normal meal (my normal meal consists of rice noodles and a few pieces of lunceon meat of an egg). Of course, I did have a normal meal at last because I really wanted something to chew with. 
Yes, I had the noodles and lunceon meat for having some food but not filling the stomache.
I think I have to modify the oatmeal so that there will something chewable. Maybe, some meat is good. 
Wednesday, June 16, 2004
A Big Feast
It'll be my 28th birthday two weeks later, so my friends, Eon and Andrew (showing off his girlfriend), bought me a dinner tonight as a pre-celebration. We four had a salad, a pasta, a ravioli, two pizzas, an apple pie and a fudge cake.
It's a great big feast that grew me an extra breast which I wish it could move up a little bit...
It's a nice place; dishes are okay; services are worth paid. (Don't know why, it's all rhyme.)
I wore a rather tight blouse tonight. It's in the style of old fashioned Chinese (see the pic, it's butterfly pattern). Nice? I'm going to buy another one of different colour.
Sorry, Eon, I cut you out from the pic as I don't think you want to show up here.
As mentioned, I grew a big belly after that gigantic dinner. I could hardly breath with the blouse.
Not only the blouse, I could hardly put on most of my trouses these days. I've really got fatter. Therefore, I've just decided to have a straight diet starting tomorrow, till my trip to Tokyo. I shall report my diet here every day. Please keep an eye on me. I'll post my bikini photo here as a reward for watching.
Wednesday, June 09, 2004
又一個怪夢——紅鬍子
六四那一晚造了個怪夢。
我不知道什麼原因要幫一個人逃走，手段是我假扮那個人引開注意好拖延時間。可是那個人有鬍子(二撇雞，有冇人知英文係乜﹖應該唔係beards掛﹖)，我要怎扮好﹖不知怎的我居然拿起一支界刀，沒頭沒腦的在臉上刺啊刺…結果，我真的有鬍子了！只是那是紅色的鬍子——一條條血痕。
刺的時候還沒有什麼感覺，到刺完了拿著鏡子看的時候，才覺得痛，才覺得要擔心……這樣我就醒來了。
我的夢之書 Dream Book
鬍子‧夢到長出鬍子表示你可能會在有意無意之間，有失去一大筆財產的危險或是遇到死亡。
To dream of having a beard trimmed risks a great loss of property of worse that he is running the risk of dying in a most unusual and unexpected way.
痛‧夢者的痛暗示將會因為一些無謂或瑣碎的行為令你日後後誨得很。
Pain suggests that some trivial action will lead to regrets that are out of all proportion.
我的生活變化 My Life
我上星期病了，吃了醫生的藥(再加上可能是吃了什麼怪東西)，結果變了另一個病。由昨夜到現在二十四個小時(現在一時十分)內，我大慨肚瀉十次了……我不會死罷。
Monday, June 07, 2004
有感而發
看到好朋友的一編文章(6 Jun 04)…
三十年後，我諗Mr. C仍然會好愛我，好浪漫(如果我仍然同佢一齊)…而問題係：我可以留到響佢身邊幾耐﹖事實係我冇愛到佢個人(雖然佢幾乎有齊所有我想要的條件)…如果三十年後都好似而家咁，佢就會好可憐……唉……到底人應該係睇幾遠先係對﹖當冇十全十美的時候，應該要選擇讓人令自己笑，還是讓自己從心裏笑出來﹖感情同愛係咪都一樣可以培養出來﹖
Wednesday, June 02, 2004
日記一編
這是我某年某月好想在這裏放的稿子，可是當時的網頁總秀不出中文字。是我以前寫下的日記。
《威廉斯綜合症》
在記錄節目看到一個病——威廉斯綜合症——一個近似唐氏綜合症的病，同樣是與遺傳基因有關，影響腦部發展的病症。病者長很跟唐氏綜合症的病人很像：他們有著特大的眼睛、咀巴和頸，身體骨骼扭曲，關節活動有限…。
同樣是神經系統遺傳疾病，威廉斯綜合症有著不一樣的特徵——病者的智力發展雖然較為遲緩，但他們大多都可以如常人一樣上學。他們的「症徵」是：對形狀、方向等概念的掌握特別差，而且大多數視力欠佳。有例子是請病者用積木同樣地砌出一個十分簡的圖形。片段中，病者要用圖中同樣的積木拼出一模一樣的「十」字形，每個病人拼出的圖形就是不一樣…而且當請他們比較兩者的時候，他們一點也察覺不到有分別的地方；有人又會把左右等方向認成同一個方向，而很快他們又弄亂方向了。
不過，威廉斯綜合症的症人天生都有很強的語言能力，並擁有一夥善良的內心。他們往早熟於社交生活，對每一個人都有著一份莫明的親切。慫使他們的智力發展有困難，但出奇地他們會很快記得親友喜歡什麼食物、顏色…等。他們會到處都對人友善，片段中拍攝了一位病人到醫院複診，雖然不是常常見面，他會對著醫護人員說：「很久沒見了，近來如何﹖」、「怎麼啦﹖你今天看來很累。」等話。你看醫生時會如此的對話嗎﹖他們另一個「病徵」是：耳朶特別靈光。
這個病有壞的病變，們同時又有出乎意料的好的病變。只可惜大多數「常人」都待所有病人，尤其是對神經系統疾病的病人有著沒帶有半點善意的態度——威廉斯綜合症當然不在範圍以外。
這個病有壞的病變，們同時又有出乎意料的好的病變。只可惜大多數「常人」都待所有病人，尤其是對神經系統疾病的病人有著沒帶有半點善意的態度——威廉斯綜合症當然不在範圍以外。