"The Evolution of Human Beings"

Can't remember why, but we started a mockery on the evolution of human beings during today's lunch.

We were not talking about the evolution of troglodyte into modern human, we were talking about the evolution of human beings into "fruits". We all agreed that human beings would no longer have bodies except brains, although we still disagreed on whether the brains should look like watermelons or grapes. What do you prefer?

When there are no more skyscrapers in the world, all watermelons or grapes, whatever, stand side by side on the earth. Or because of the global warming, all of us "fruits" would be dumped into the water. The water would separate us and make each one a single entity.

What is the good of being a fruit? We would not need to bite each other any more.

Blog is not dairy

Haven't got enough sleep. Only slept for around 7 hours in two days. Last time I stayed the whole night was several months ago when I was working on my last crappy paper on Judaism at Lamont library. This time it is another writing assignment, but no longer has anything to do with the academic. Also, I am doing another thing at the same time, i.e. bloging what I am doing.

Feeling is something so private and incoherent. What I am feeling now is different from last night this time, and last night is different from the night before it. ...

Blog is not dairy, so I am bloging what I am doing, i.e. bloging, not what I am feeling. Basically, I am doing well. Such a nonsense, you might think.

想念 miss you

偶然在一个小饭馆里听到《真的好想你》这首歌，身边的朋友说，真正的想念其实是说不出口的。我点头同意，因为在那一瞬间我似乎在她眼神中读到了那流逝的二十多年。真正的想念，是半夜从梦中突然醒来，你分不清自己身在何方，却清晰地感受到某个人、某段回忆充满了你的心房，刻下一道道忧伤的痕迹，锋利如时光也无法磨去。

这样的想念说出来，只会成为一种负担。

Listened to a Chinese old pop song "Miss You So" in a small restaurant. A friend sitting by me said, When you miss someone so bad, you would not be able to say it out. I agreed with her, because at that moment I can see the efflux of twenty years in her eyes. When you really miss someone, is when you wake up at midnight and do not where you are, but you can always feel clearly that your heart is filled with someone or some memory. It leaves heartbreaking scars, even time can not heal.

When you tell someone you miss her or him like that, it seems to be pressure rather than romance.