Sunday, Oct. 25, 2009 11:22 p.m.
done with GRE and almost recovered from cold. i've become so 孱弱 since last year. these few days were spent on revision and sleeping. it's too cold in the library and when i felt really weak, i sat on the steps outside the library and began to write postcards. finally i got your address... it's good to have got the address in the sense that i now have a physical place to imagine. an email address or a phone number don't mean anything much, but a mailing address implies a real, physical location, a place where things happen, where he lives his life. and how does the postman look like? how does his postbox look like? how does his house look like? and his room? what does he have in his fridge? does he miss yakult? what would his facial expression be when he receives my postcard? will he smile? will he use it as a bookmark, or will he put it on his desk?... - mr yeung called and we went to the exhibitions (reXperiment & 啟德河) at cattle depot together. mr yeung continued to talk about the story of his life. really dramatic. that won't happen on my generation or the next generation... there are so many things that we take for granted that we would never question the world the way he did. - by saying i want 豔遇 i actually mean i want to talk to strangers (i don't know why but i haven't thought of talking to women). whatever stranger who is reading (is there any chance that this diary be discovered by a stranger? i wonder), feel free to leave me a message. |