g.show - 枇杷巷口故人來

has been rather self-pitying for a couple of days now. there were challenges and there were sadnesses, there were plenty of play-outs.

all kinds of sacrifice are done, whether they fruit or not, does it matter to me.

YES. they do. after all, they are my fresh and blood. i love them to see the best for them.

i am only a mortal, not an immortal that i would like to think myself as.

the video meant so much to me. all the talents that i have but never able to show. sigh ...

will i ever get a gal who knows how to appreciate me. just the plain vanilla me.

maybe i am too hopeful ...

fight another day then ...

枇杷巷口故人來 (show)

p.Brightness 2012

i have read Brightness 2012's blog: unknown

he has inspired me to finally write a blog, to track my progress.

it is very sad to see so many displaced people out there.

it is funny that across such a vast distance, our thoughts are so similar.

today, my eyes are wet.

in a place alone, far from the madding crowd. i am alone in a lonely room with 4 walls.

listening to the butterfly lovers tune given by darkness, i am now listening to about 5 versions of the same tune.

my eyes are starting to dry now.

to move to a new place to restart is very tough. no friends, no contact. played-out by landlord. little money left.

no one to talk to. even skype is relatively quiet.

but, the will to survive is strong in me. i will not say surrender lightly.

to return to that shit-hole is not an answer.

let me today encourage myself with this picture: 

please do not pity me for i have none to return.

thank you, darkness 2012 for allowing me to read his mind.