Home.

Currently listening to: Home ~ Michael Buble

Another summer day
Has come and gone away
In Paris and Rome
But I wanna go home
Mmmmmmmm

Maybe surrounded by
A million people I
Still feel all alone
I just wanna go home
Oh I miss you, you know

And I�ve been keeping all the letters that I wrote to you
Each one a line or two
�I�m fine baby, how are you?�
Well I would send them but I know that it�s just not enough
My words were cold and flat
And you deserve more than that

Another aeroplane
Another sunny place
I�m lucky I know
But I wanna go home
Mmmm, I�ve got to go home

Let me go home
I�m just too far from where you are
I wanna come home

And I feel just like I�m living someone else�s life
It�s like I just stepped outside
When everything was going right
And I know just why you could not
Come along with me
But this was not your dream
But you always believed in me

Another winter day has come
And gone away
And even Paris and Rome
And I wanna go home
Let me go home

And I�m surrounded by
A million people I
Still feel alone
Oh, let me go home
Oh, I miss you, you know

Let me go home
I�ve had my run
Baby, I�m done
I gotta go home
Let me go home
It will be all right
I�ll be home tonight
I�m coming back home

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I watched "The Wedding Date" the other day. Barely passable movie which was rather entertaining on a boring day. Then this song came on and it sounded really familiar. I realised it was from the CD my sis had been playing so often so when I came home, I copied it.

Let me go hooooommmmeeeeeee. He really sounds very weary but I like!

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I think the situation at work is a little better today. I actually finished what I couldn't finish at home last night.

Worrying..well it all amounts to nothing in the end. =))

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Ballet under the Stars last Friday was really more of picnic and chat under the stars. A, D and I were on our picnic mat eating chips, pizza, sushi and drinking milk. While eating, A suddenly asked a question: "Do you smell smelly men's socks?" I was wondering how she knew it was men's socks (by that, it seemed to imply that smelly socks must belong to men) and D pointed out that some guys beside us had their shoes taken off. There, the smelly socks while we ate our dinner.

Okay, I didn't really smell anything so I had a happy dinner. Chatting over food and paying a little less attention to the ballet than the past two times I had been there. It was enjoyable.

After the performance, we took the train down to City Hall where we walked through the tunnel towards Esplanade. Took a few silly pictures on the way - A and D pretending to run on this track thingy and I stood next to a doll on the wall. When we were done with the shots, we strolled down to Fullerton where we sat on Cavenagh Bridge. My favourite!

I like sitting on my bridge looking at the glittering water and sleazy-looking boats at night. In the near distance would be Anderson Bridge (if I remember correctly) framed by the night sky and other buildings in the distance. To my right would be Fullerton Hotel with the yellow lights and flags flapping in the wind. Occasionally there would be people on the mezzanine level, perhaps to enjoy the breeze and a similar view of what I had. If I looked a little below eye level, I would see little children playing in the near distance and falling into the water. Nah, you would know what I'm talking about. Hahaha. Behind me would be the banks and Boat Quay. I remember I used to tell a friend or two that the view was interesting. If I stood on the bridge, one view would be colonial-style while the other would be that of skyscrapers and brightly lit shophouses with pubs. Which side do you prefer?