是什麼讓我遇見這樣的你 - 白安

I can't stop thinking about Chinese New Year and the fact that I never get angpow.
It's so unfair and sad and boring! Am I Asian or not?

Now that I'm thinking about it, it's actually a wonder that I even know that angpow exists. My family is so un-Asian somehow~ Mostly it's a good thing, but angpow lah! I want!


Is it because I grew up/ starting to become disillusioned/ realistic/ pessimistic or why can't I be arsed to give two flying fucks about new years anymore? Come and go lah, I am me forever!!
I don't want to sound too gloomy, I believe in change, but it happens whether or not humankind invented years.

我是宇宙間的塵埃 漂泊在這茫茫人海 偶然掉入誰的胸懷 多想從此不再離開 我是宇宙間的塵埃 微不足道的一種狀態 偶然成了誰的最愛 多想相信永恆存在 是什麼 讓我遇見這樣的你 是什麼 讓我不再懷疑自己 是什麼 讓我不再害怕失去 在這茫茫人海裡 我不要變得透明

I am dust in the universe Drifting in this vast sea of people Occasionally dropping into someone's heart How I wish to never leave again I am dust in the universe An insignificant state of being Occasionally being someone's most loved How I wish to believe eternity exists What made me meet someone like you? What made me stop doubting myself? What made me no longer fear loss? In this vast sea of people I don't want to become transparent

À propos,
白安's (Ann) 是什麼讓我遇見這樣的你 is wonderful. I like the dust in the universe imagery

And the universe/firework version of the MV. 'Universe is kewl', says hipsteress.
(Not that the guy in the story MV is not handsome as fuck~ I can't seem to find out his name though ㅠㅠ 請給我有關他的資料)

It reminds me of Sophie's World, this books has really moulded my childhood, teenage years and whatnot. This is because my father sent me and my bro into the movie when we were age 5 (or so). After that he bought the audio book and it's really good, so I kept listening to it forever.

Anyways, one of the characters believes that humans are made out of stardust. Actually never moved me one bit, but in Bai An's song it's kind of beautiful.




So how did we spend New Year's Eve?
Father: reading The Times
Mother: knitting (ok she made me a wonderful K-style scarf muffler ▶ cannot complain
Brother: playing piano
Ailing: complain!


I bet that normal Asian families are having huge gatherings, do the karaoke and festive food etc.




I am taking pics very diligently, but posting them everytime is not o wise, I reckon. Since their quality is not that overwhelming. And I can't decide on what colouring I should use.
I actually like those a bit sombre and quite mundane kind of colouring. But somehow, I think it wouldn't look really great on my blog. And I own so many pink things, they would look out of place.


Ok, another post written. I wish you all a very awesome Black Snake Year !!!
ñaþro ħasas

Parseltongue greetings
Chu, Ailing

Morning - John Williams

Just as you don't understand that eleutherophobics are afraid of freedom, you will never understand my aversion to start new blog posts, and realize the superbness of each of these reads/treats.

I have this sense of foreboding that I'm going to be super late for preparing this year's Christmas dinner. (my unbreakable record: buying the ingredients on Christmas Day - at 6am in the morning. or so)
But I'm not an ancient Greek, and also not an oracle, so why should I take any action (such as searching for recipes) upon being confronted with this prophecy?


This post has no written content when I conceptualized (more visualized) it in my head, so I'll just add extra extreme random vanities to make you read more.

I actually super hate kids in my age who read (books). This is because I'm uber uneducated and therefore can't understand how people who are supposed to be like me, read.
Whether it's classical pieces or - slightly worse - random adult books about murder, sex and - what else is there anyway? Such a thing is called act intellectual, which differes significantly from real intellectuals in the fact that they don't read haphazard half-assed hogwash.

Tbh, I just finished two books. Well, they aren't novels, so all's well. Political intergrity remains sound. One is subject literature and the other is a collection of glosses and grotesques.
Put simply: There are exceptions


The December 2012 issue of the German Vogue contains this fantastic, wonderful, marvellous editorial, I just have to share it.
David Chiang and Toni Garrn modelled fashion inspired by traditional Japanese clothes. It's awesome, I love Asia, I love stereotypes clashing with untypical things.

source

It's really so so beautiful, I love it max!!
Here's the making-of vid.
Ah, David Chiang, I love the feudol lord look of him! And the setting! I am obsessed with winters in medieval Japan, at least after watching ストレンヂア 無皇刃譚!!! Oh, I am in love!!


freezing cold snowy winter in barren countrysidegreetings
Chu, Ailing