Strangers

Can high-culture and gangster culture coexist? I dunn, but that's what im looking for.

I don't think i can live in either for too long.

Just wondering about the future.

I like what i like.

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Going to play pool at Orange soon. 

i suddenly thought,

wat the hell, a taiwanese girl, brought to live in new zealand, went to London which became her dream city, and then met some more taiwanese friends in nz, and finally got attached to a chinese-nz-blooded boy. Wat a mixed up story.

i mean, forget gloablization, most people on earth still only have one nationality and on average two identities, right? i believe so. I dunno what i am. Taiwanese by blood suddenly don't sound that meaningful to one individual anymore.

Truth is, these are just surface labels.... 

Everything seems so calm and fine now....

Im pretty sure Chris is the one.. because it's all dejavu.. and....

too many factors

When most people search over years to find the ideal, because they never were sure in the beginning what they really wanted - it's such a waste of time....

I was talking to his mum and things seem pretty ok now la.

Phew.

Btw, there is no such thing as destiny because it always happens before you know it :) 

I didn't hear you leave
I wonder how am I still here
And I don't want to move a thing
It might change my memory


Oh I am what I am
I do what I want
But I can't hide


And I won't go
I won't sleep
I can't breathe
Until you're resting here with me


And I won't leave
I can't hide
I cannot be
Until you're resting here with me

Saw angels on Saturday.

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Then have been quiet for Sunday. Day of CLeaNsinG.. as they call it.

I've been thinking horizontally for most of my life. Not vertical, not logical like scientific. But literal, artistic.
Yet i did not exploit it.... only if i had known earlier....

I have been quiet for the Sunday.
Silence is an essential element of human Thought.
But even if i tried i couldn't possibly carry out the task of Condensing and Refining my choice of words.
I used to be able to.
Nostalgia.

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Can hardly see straight. Just feel like something has been stripped off my skin.
So instead of pondering what the cause was, i tried out downloading different music and expect a match-hit. Found Feeders. They're ok. I just want to get back to London.

Sobran's death and peaceful departure from Xas left me exasperated, almost crying, but even worse I had to read on to know the end. It was much more than grief or sadness. It was shock. Unbelieving. I didn't want to face or believe what I have learnt.

Xas was a copy made before Christ, God told him. His likeness, all human likeness, is a sin.

To this Xas says,

"You fainted and I caught you.

I put myself between you and gravity.

Impossible."

People act younger than they actually are but look older than they actually are.

Mad world.