grand cycle

Whenever i listen to Yiruma's music, I will start browsing soft forum and ebay for 2nd hand pianos. And I'll have an urge to lay my hands on a piano and start practising the same pieces.

I'll always start looking at digital pianos for their affordable prices. But I always start shrugging them off as they can never sound like acoustic ones.

Then I drool over the nice grand Yiruma plays on.

Then I dream I have one like that.

Then I snap back to reality that I will never play like him nor will I own one. =(

in part

dearie has been persuading me to quit the part time job as he thinks i should have more time to rest. i can't decide.

i took up the part time because i thought i should work harder and earn more in whatever ways i can. moreover, dearie was doing his masters and spent many saturdays in school. i could better utilise my time by working. however, dearie has completed his masters now but i'm still working on both sat and sun.

haven't had much luck with tuition assignments; this will be a good alternative to the current part time job.

the expectations of the part time job is being raised repeatedly recently. these days i will receive sms during weekdays, telling me to do this..do that..i remain clear cut that i do not do part time work during weekdays, as i am paid by my full time job to do my full time work. part time work does not cross that line. dearie reminded me to be firm on that, as once i gave in to it, it will not end. it just adds on. i tell myself, i will do whatever i can within that 4 hours which i am paid to work. whatever else, i must remain pragmatic and hold my ground.

i am looking forward to the centro run coming later this month. these short breaks give me a breather from work.

need to plan for my mandatory block leave soon.. whenever i tell dearie i need a holiday, he'll reply, "just quit your part time job." =|

holidays have been put on hold for now..got to start saving again.

thinking twice, i should hold on to the part time job. every cent counts. happy or not, so long it pays, just work.

when the going gets tough

the last 2 weeks has been extremely trying. the only thing i look forward to every night is for that warm embrace waiting for me at home. sometimes he cooks me marvellous dinners which warms my tummy and my heart.

it is when you are tired, you realise there is someone who is propping you up from your back. sometimes while supporting me, he gives me a nice massage on my shoulders.

i like burying my face on the contours of his shoulder and neck. i am just thankful for having him around.

he tells me don't give up. keep my spirit up. try my best. he reminds me, don't worry, he will take care of everything else.

it brings a smile on my face all the time. =)