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Bullets with butterfly wings



那天在马路上
就是我们幸福的开始

Wednesday, June 30, 2004


Greetings, Earthlings.

And maybe some inter-galatic beings who happen to drop by.

So it's been a week since I wrote something, and even longer since I touched on my short story. The past days have been more than interesting, to say the least.

I don't remember going out last week so, so there.
On Sunday I went for the usual kickabout with the usual gang, but I held some of me back because I agreed to play with his church team in the afternoon. I thought it was a good time to practise some field soccer since I have a tournament (one day affair) this coming Sunday (4th of July). His team had some very young teenagers while the opponents look strong and big sized and seem to be superior in their technical abilities as well. But here's a different scenario of 'do not judge the book by its cover' as we won 10-2. I scored 3. My first field hat trick. Haha. None of them spectacular but who cares. And I realise playing centre midfield is really fun. Didn't play on the wing because I don't have the energy left to sprint up and down. So that's Sunday.

On Monday I went to town with my good friends and we later went to watch McDull, an animation film about a piglet growing up. It's real funny, except that some anecdotes were in Cantonese and despite subtitles the joke is lost so the linguistic-challenged viewers like us could only stare and listen to other people laugh. But there were only three such moments in the show. Overall it was awesome. When back home I went to search the net and apparently it's real famous in Hong Kong, having been brought to life from a comic strip. The adorable songs in the soundtrack are even available in ktvs!

We went to Geylang for dinner (from Marina it wasn't very far) and we took walks down the alleys. And the pimps approached us asking if we want girls. And all the girls stood waiting for customers to come up to them, and those girls sitting on stools outside 'red lantern' houses stood up as we walk past in a show of parade, while the old men tell us to take a look, take a look.

It's really a hard life, those women.

And on Tuesday I went to play pool. I'm not good at pool, I don't really like playing it, and I don't play it often. (It's a vicious three way cycle, this.) I don't like hanging out at these kinda places where it's flooded by kids who dress up as wannabes and stare at everyone else, but I'm not that young anymore so maybe I'm not scared of them and I'm ok with that now.
We went Queensway and there was this salesgirl whom I thought was very nice. She spoke mandarin, easy-going, and was humourous throughout our browsing in the shop. I found her pretty and attractive, and I find myself attracted to this kinda girl. The lads said she's just 'ok' and mocked how can I know what kinda personality she has in less than 30minutes. Perhaps true. And after all that has happened recently, have I got my judging glasses put on right?

My friend and I really hit the rough patch. And on Sunday she said we should stop being friends. (Oh as I type she just popped online.) But we later agreed to start afresh, whatever that means? And when she talked to me in those limited words, signed off without saying goodbye style of hers, I didn't get depressed anymore. So it's a start.
Come to think back at it all, it's really amazing how everything has happened, and evolved. How people have changed, while some still remain the same.

Oh, and my brother and his wife have moved out, and the maid has left for another employer. So now I have some daily chores to do which simply irritates me but at the same time makes me appreciate the things people have done and how I can actually do them myself.

The rabbit has whole balcony to herself. What I'm afraid is she will jump onto the ledge where the potted plants are, and if she's stupid, jumps to the other side (instead of the balcony ). Which means, jumping down to her death. I can't think of how to block out the whole stretch of area.

*end of transmission*



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