Tuesday, November 01, 2005

It feels somewhat surreal that the possibility that the last relevant chinese words of my life my written in 3 hours yesterday. Think of that! Free of the hassle and struggle that the chinese language spells for me. Then again, you can't really spell in chinese. Never having to do anything associated with chinese for the rest of my life other than ordering food seems like a dream about to realised.

Still, better not throw away my stuff just yet. I still have next march to worry about.

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Life is nothing more than a state of limbo right now. As the detachment from the rest of the living, sentient world grows, I fear I am growing into a more unfeeling, callous, indifferent being.

Or, as girls would say, "mean".

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