First post written on my new laptop, a hefty 3k I spent on it, and I am enjoying every cent I pumped my account into it. I shan't go on more on how powerful it is, but more importantly, I am going to talk about what I saw for the journey to buy this weapon of choice ('cos I buy it for playing Musou Online after all).
As usual, I took the train down, and it is one of the most entertaining things to do these days, especially on a early weekend afternoon, where you don't get to see too much crowd, and you have the leisure to observe some things you don't normally take notice during the morning hour rush.
And of all the pretty loli or interesting new immigrants that you will see, more laughable are some of the local people that you are used to seeing each day last time.
3 aunties, thinking that only they can understand Cantonese (sort of... people in their 20s and below are missing out on their dialect these days, the Canton clan in my junior colleage was a rare breed, trust me), were talking loudly about how some con-men managed to tricks older aunties not out of their greed (which is the real reason), but rather because those con-men have magical power to get those older aunties to submit to their orders.
Very funny, thank god lou ma zi is not as stupid as them. But I am not too sure about some friends of her...
Being protected can be a bad things sometime, and most of the time when it is overdone. People lost their senses to danger, and become ignorant in very laughable ways, so much so, it is almost unbelievable.
Laughable as it is, I will definately not be the last time I will be seeing this.
Came back from MISIA's concert last night. It was so good, I was like attending a great party. The 100 bucks I spent worth every single cent.
And after seeing lou ma zi talking as loud as her usual self, I realise life is pretty much like a party.
You dance, you enjoy yourself, but still there's a limit. So, you take a rest, straighten up your clothes, freshen up yourself, and pop yourself in again.
Sometime, you just find the music too loud, too not-your-type, you just pull yourself out. But when the time is right again, you are in once again.
But the most important thing is, you just have to keep going.
Some people will say, a party will end, always. But to me, it's a decision you can make it yourself. Only you yourself can stop all of it, and only you yourself can call it a start.
While this is the view I have during this point of time, fresh in the Real World, still un-harmed by the evil of society, I shall see what sort of perspective I have 10 years down the road.