2005 年 04 月 07 日 星期四 【晴】

After the exhausting work today, I went home, ate the dim sum made by my mum, then now I write my diary, listening to Rod Stwart singing as time goes by, reminding the romantic steps I learnt before, thinking of him saying a woman in purple cloth standong on the upward slope of a desert under the bright blue sky is the most sexist thing in the world. What a pair of beautiful eyes you can see (Lucy you should know what I am talking about,huh)

Spoiled by the star sign, I realize I can't type a lot of chinese characters in Chon Kit, so I write my diary with such horrible English, until I can be spoiled again.

These boats have sailed... i miss ice-cream