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| Band of brothers. |
I've been having a lack of a few necessary traits in myself lately. A lack of filial piety, money planning and an abandoned duty to the big man who watches us from above. It's too bad that I can't blame it on the fact that no one's perfect, and I can't blame it on my hard times too. Me shifting blames on to voids would just make me an ignorant person. And ignorance isn't bliss, it's just a plain stupid way of trying to say that you're comfortable with where you are and do not bloody want to wisen up.
Was also talking to Louis, and I do agree. As humans, it's better that we know our roots. Having respect for our forefathers and the history/culture of our origins. If we are chinese, we should know chinese. Vice-versa for any other race or denominations of whatsoever. Though my command for the language of chinese isn't as good as it should be, at least I'm still learning. It'll be embarassing for a chinese to not know chinese. I still can't comprehend people who dislike their roots just for the sake of being "cool" in the imaginary status quo of "being purely english nutured is unique". Conclusively becoming a person who's lost his/her identity.
And because reality is harsh and cuts me no slack, I'm going to bed to dream of long strolls with an unknown girl on vast grasslands, sandy beaches next and then cornfields for dinner.
I'm must either be a great writer or just an avid thinker with lousy "writesmanship". Get it? "writesmanship"? Ok, that didn't make sense.
See ya later journal.
