It was at the theater, when I sneak out to toilet, I realize that even though all the passion I have among English, I actually never compose anything in that language. So here we go.
Think I got two things to record here. First is a little argue with my mom. This afternoon she saw me grabbing empty beverage bottles to kitchen.
"Too much sugar is bad for your health." She said.
"I do sugar-free." I response.
"Plasticizer will jeopardize your manhood, you never grow any heard!" She said with temper.
"Yeah, probably because I don't have that much androgen." I said it with plain tone.
"BTW, if you are worrying about sugar issue, maybe consider throw away all the eggrolls on table. Those are sweet as hell."
"Stop talking back, I'm out." She snapped, turned her back to me with the attitude.
Some little insults(probably not little), some little temper, that's the key ingredient of classic Taiwanese elder and weave into our life, education and mind throughout time. But yet I still feel my mom to be an essential part of my life.
I shrugged, guess I'll always be no man in her eye.
The second thing I'm gonna to say is about a paragraph which I read on "The Ethics of Sleeping" written by Meng-zhi, a new friend I met on zine market. I like the way she writes, simple but fidelitous, like all the best fried rice I've had. "The chaotic order" says that actually chaos and order are the same, car accident is not accident but some kind of "random certainty", that sounds like some destiny but is quite true in this world. Also I'm curious about that she said all the music she likes has the intention to make people's mind tremble( or shake? maybe? not sure about the phrase). Maybe someday I can try that. To be honest sometime I feel like my music palette is so limited, it even makes me feel suffocated.
That's probably all I wanna say. Speaking English to myself inside my brain is easy and elegant, Sometimes I can come up with some movie-like lines. But when it comes to actual writing, I got stuck at probably every sentence. How to convey the meaning, how to spell the word (I literally wrote suger...), and like the aesthetic thingy... It's like my brain is running 100 miles but still can't get things right. So maybe sometimes I'll try some English diaries.
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