2012年3月2日星期五

自我回來,許多人說我肥了長好看了,除了覺得窄腳褲不再合穿,天天照鏡子的我覺得其實鏡中人還是那模樣。性格變了麼?想法換了麼? 世界在變人也在變,本來就是恆常的事。

有時候百思不得其解,自己怎麼會是如今這副樣子,更多的時候我羨慕過去的自己,然而今天看書看到一句很中要害的話: Alte Zeiten kann man nicht wiederholen. Wie schon der Name sagt, sind diese Zeiten alt. 活在當下,總是說易行難。

這天和故人重聚,我曾經不曉得該如何處理剪不斷理還亂的愛恨情仇和新聞舊帳,然而日子久了你就知道,要放下的遲早會放得下,放不下的就擱著也無妨。春天是個迷人的季節,日間還陽光普照把藍天白雲全抖出來曬得人臉頰一片通紅汗流浹背,斜陽暉映就有了一分涼意,晚上倒又起了濃霧叫人墮入那麼感性嫵媚的陷阱裡去,然後讓風濕痛提醒你歲月如梭不留情。我避開了多人走的通道,在一片空曠的土地上,我停下來,抬起頭,夜色如何已經看不見了,四下繚繞的盡是厚重的霧,我吸一口氣,看著在霧中溶開來昏黃的街燈哼起了一首歌。這個世紀再轟動的故事下個或者下下個世紀都未必能再被記起,大都市裡的一個小點,沒多久就要灰飛煙滅,有幸活過已堪安息。

想太多了,人總是想太多。我總是想太多。明明沒有應該牽掛苦惱的事,非要讓思慮鎖上一雙眉,不快樂的人有時候是活該不快樂的。但我今天難得地很快樂,是霧的緣故吧。

想說的還有,但我卻想安靜了。

2012年3月1日星期四

It's A Thursday

My parents don't have savings. I don't either. Our family philosophy is - spend what you should today and let tomorrow take care of its need. I guess this is why we are still so poor today. It doesn't really matter because I grew up with it and I am used to it.  However my thoughts might have changed discretely and I didn't even realize until recent days. I start to think it might not be a bad idea to buy a flat, especially when I am going to spend my whole life with nothing but myself. How weird! Now I know the brightest eyes belong to the new-born and the elderly, the former haven't entered the world and the later have lived beyond the world already. I never wanted a flat, or a car, or money, or jewellery when I was young. I bet I don't want any of these when I grow old. Then why would I want a flat now?

Not only can food and drugs be contaminated, so can minds.

I asked my student to write on the topic, 'What I wish for Hong Kong in 10 years'. He hasn't handed it in but I do have my own answer. I want universal suffrage and better control on immigration. Concerning the Mainland pre-moms, I do have some opinions. I don't understand why someone would want to move to a place if  that person is reluctant to even just speak the local official language. I don't understand why someone would want to move to a place if that person is not in love with the city and the local culture - if one is, one would not tarnish the city by spitting and peeing everywhere or spoil the harmony by pushing through the crowd in the tube to get a seat - unless exploitation of our social welfare and enjoying our citizenship are the reasons. It seems to me HK is more appealing to females than males because other than pre-moms, there is another population fighting for the right to reside - the Philippino maids. It is a lady's misfortune if she wants to marry a guy in HK because in every 4 females, 1 might never have the chance to mate. Though it probably has nothing to do with me, I still find it problematic. Besides, I am really concerned with the male-female toilet ratio in public places.

I am just a poor student struggling to graduate and there is nothing much I can do about HK.

After the German lesson, we went to a bar for a drink with our teacher, Eva. It was a relaxing time for chit-chatting and we enjoyed it. The funny thing was, only 2 out of 7 took an alcoholic drink whereas we 5 (including Eva) ordered coke (mine is coke zero). I told my classmates today and they didn't seem to believe it. They said Anabelle always drinks. I guess it was true - it had been true for two years. Perhaps I don't have the hormones to be so rebellious and I don't want the tipsy feeling anymore. It is time to put myself on probation and let my system be cleared up. There is a Chinese saying that goes, 'It is easy to make a lake into mountain but it is difficult to alter one's character'. It is probably the saying that I agree to the least. My personality has been changing and changing. There are traces of my old characters but I am a different person every several years. It is not what I would have expected nonetheless it is what happens.

So I just stop drinking, not even red wine or Southern Comfort. Is it difficult? Like quitting cigarette, not if you want to.