and now I'm watching this drama series now "Heart of Greed"... getting more and more excited though it's all about vying for the family inheritence... but it's so true... for those wealthy family... often this wud happen... not to even say wealthy family... maybe other normal family will always have this kinda cases also... dunno why pple wud quarrel over such trivial stuff and always money is the root of the evil...

I watched since 1am till now... it's already 6:30am... and i haven finish watching... i'll always be stuck on the show... 家变是一个非常恐怖的事。。。钱是很重要。。。那亲情呢？

came across listening to this song in this hk show... and i love it so much!! i cried the whole day... while he dun even care about me... so sadz... he only bothered on slping...hmph!~

anyway.... tis song very nice... i love it... but duno how to put into blog as my background music... haiz... cos in this show... the main actor and actress always write the diary with the music behind... so soothing...the best i love... got other english songs too....

The song below, “My love will get you home” is played mostly.

“My love will get you home” Lyrics by Christine Glass (Song)

If you wander off too far, my love will get you home.If you follow the wrong star, my love will get you home.If you ever find yourself, lost and all alone,get back on your feet and think of me, my love will get you home.Boy, my love will get you home.
If the bright lights blinds your eyes, my love will get you home.If your troubles break your stride, my love will get you home.If you ever find yourself, lost and all alone,get back on your feet and think of me, my love will get you home.Boy, my love will get you home.
If you ever feel ashame, my love will get you home.If its only you to blame, my love will get you home.If you ever find yourself, lost and all alone,get back on your feet and think of me, my love will get you home.Boy, my love will get you home.

Vincent (Starry, Starry Night) Lyrics by Don McLean

Starry, starry night.Paint your palette blue and grey,Look out on a summer’s day,With eyes that know the darkness in my soul.Shadows on the hills,Sketch the trees and the daffodils,Catch the breeze and the winter chills,In colors on the snowy linen land.
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,How you suffered for your sanity,How you tried to set them free.They would not listen, they did not know how.Perhaps they’ll listen now.
Starry, starry night.Flaming flowers that brightly blaze,Swirling clouds in violet haze,Reflect in Vincent’s eyes of china blue.Colors changing hue, morning field of amber grain,Weathered faces lined in pain,Are soothed beneath the artist’s loving hand.
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,How you suffered for your sanity,How you tried to set them free.They would not listen, they did not know how.Perhaps they’ll listen now.
For they could not love you,But still your love was true.And when no hope was left in sightOn that starry, starry night,You took your life, as lovers often do.But I could have told you, Vincent,This world was never meant for oneAs beautiful as you.
Starry, starry night.Portraits hung in empty halls,Frameless head on nameless walls,With eyes that watch the world and can’t forget.Like the strangers that you’ve met,The ragged men in the ragged clothes,The silver thorn of bloody rose,Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
Now I think I know what you tried to say to me,How you suffered for your sanity,How you tried to set them free.They would not listen, they’re not listening still.Perhaps they never will…