But then, no artist is normal; if he were ,he wouldn't be an artist. Normal men dont create works of art. They eat, sleep, hold down routine jobs and die(hahah). You are hypersensitive to life and nature; that's why you are able to interpret for the rest of us. But if you are not careful, that very hypersensitiveness will lead you to your destruction. The strain of it breaks every artist in time.
Irving Stone, Lust for Life
所以吾仲意個ｄ返工等放工，　放工吾係返屋企就去拍拖，睇戲行街食飯
日日如是
星期六星期日又係咁
好悶呀你地
知吾知你地個人生好鬼悶
（我好燥因為個電腦壞左）

為到自己的destiny祈禱時
神告訴我:"You are an angel"
"An angel that loves to dance.An angel that is sent from above"
我個腦有一個女仔係度跳舞...着住一條白色的裙...跳緊舞
一路係空中跳舞...好似係個天度飄 Floating in the sky

神告訴我Kelly should be brave, gentle, sincere
呢個係我中學的校訓
佢想毎一個女仔都要係勇敢, 溫柔, 誠懇
吾知點解最近我成日諗番起
神叫我叫山頭的女仔都要諗呢個問題
Who are you in God?