Delayed Live Posting

This post is written from a Hong Kong hotel with no wifi internet and only wired internet in the lobby. My dream of a (slightly delayed) live blogging travel log is thus dashed. Sigh. I kept forgetting to take photos though. And there are also times when my parents forbade me from taking photos for one reason or another. Sigh. There are serious pros and cons for travelling with family and travelling with friends. When travelling with your parents, you are spared the worry of financial limitations but burdened with tons of restrictions that shouldn’t really matter in your opinion. Oh well, I had my fun in December, and this trip hasn’t been too bad…decent in fact if not disappointing in many aspects.

I would love to upload the photos I have taken now, however poor quality they are when compared to my photography pro friends. (I still haven’t learn how to take photos proper!) But using the internet in the lobby means I lack the comfort and privacy in the room, and I don’t want to lug too many things down to the lobby either. At least I’m using my own laptop. Once I leave this hotel in HK, I might not get a chance to go on the internet anymore. I suppose I can use the internet in a net cafe down at Haifeng (it’s a rural area, don’t bother checking it up. Mum’s old village). The best bet I’d have is Guangzhou and Shenzhen. Might be able to get internet there. But in the meantime, the photos (and thus the travel log) shall wait, possibly till I’ve safely reached Singapore. Even then I shall have to battle the temptation to procrastinate, and just rest till the 22nd when I’m going for my faculty camp in NUS. I bet I’ll forget everything after the camp then. RAWR. No, I shall blog.

Live blogging would really really suit me very much. Even a slightly delayed version that allows me to write on the spot and post when I have WIFI. That would be when I get C905 in Singapore. When I told KH my plans on how I’m going to use the phone, his first reaction was “then that won’t be live blogging anymore”. I’m thinking…Are instantaneous things really that great? The tempo of our footsteps, the rhythm of our breathing…even the planet is spinning faster it seems. While a faster pace has it’s advantages, the lack of the pause for thinking is tiring. To allow ourselves time to think before expressing ourselves, our intentions and opinions, isn’t that a better option than gratifying our foolish desires for instant results? Do you really want to live your life without a moment of rest?

Actually, I bet my blog posts would be much more coherent if I pseudo-force (i misused the word pseudo I know) myself into pausing before posting. To have a kind of draft. I’d probably hesitate, and perhaps improve my post before posting. Everything would be of a better quality if we had the time to pause and rest I think. Quality of life especially. Quantity is not everything all the time.

Mother’s Day

It was mother’s day yesterday (since it is way past 12 midnight already). It didn’t feel very different from any other day though, and had a lot less of the “mother’s day” elements than past years.

For one, mum and dad were out the entire day today. They went to Malaysia. And only came back at around 8pm. Two, the atmosphere at dinner was tense. Even though we did take nice family photos with people smiling, and there are times when the sisters enjoy themselves thoroughly by cam-whoring…it was tense. You could feel it slithering under the table. Tinting my father’s words in his conversations. It wasn’t good at all. You could even see it before the dinner when people don’t bother masking their displeasure. In small conversations of 2 and maybe 3. As my sister said, I don’t know why we even bother when it’s obvious that the atmosphere was ruined and no one was really enjoying it. Why do we still go through the entire motion of having dinner then?

Adults are funny creatures, aren’t they. They accuse us teenagers of being unrealistically idealistic, foolishly stubborn, and irresponsibly ignorant. But they choose to live in some sort of imaginary reality half the time. They pretend too much. Especially Chinese/Asian adults. All that practice of fighting to foot the bill….too pretentious, unnecessary. This is coming from someone who actually likes Asian culture and values.

In other news, my enter key is screwed totally now, and not fixable. I broke off a small but crucial metal piece accidentally. And therefore I need a new laptop. I kind of need a more powerful laptop once I get to university anyway. Even if it’s more for personal reasons than for academic reasons haha. That’s a huge expenditure on my books. And on top of that, I found out from Charissa last night that my first expenditure in the architecture course would be around 500 bucks on the basic tools. Thereafter I’ll still have to pay for materials and stuff too. This shall render me rather broke. So yes, all these translate into one thing.

My Japan trip at the end of this year is in hot soup.

I suppose Japan trip is a luxury and not a necessity, as compared to my architecture studies, and maybe even to a new laptop. So I can put it on hold for a year or two…Even if I really don’t want to bah. Sigh.