Day 6 — A stranger.

Oh shoot, it's already nearing the end of September. I guess returning to Mabinogi does have some influence on my other online activities. My tumblr posts have greatly declined and I have posted even less here, but it's also due to the fact that school has started. So, here's Day 6.

Hmmm...this is a tricky topic. I don't usually care about strangers (i.e. people I don't know or am not close with), and I usually forget about them after a few days. But I do have someone in mind, and she is a student at the same college that I go to. We've never formally met, but I have seen her in the same classes or at random places at school. I know for a fact that she is in the Japanese Department, and that she is also a member of one of the dance clubs. What made me remember her out of so many people that I meet at school are that she again has a same course as me this semester and her outfit/style.

選擇

有時真的覺得我當時應該填東華大學在東吳大學前面，這樣我就是離家大學生了，但這樣也意味著我得失去很多現在的一切。我知道住外面我會很自由很快樂，但是那樣的快樂能跟現在也擁有的快樂相比嗎?我永遠都不會知道答案，因為我選擇了東吳大學這一條路。

就如Robert Frost這首詩一樣，「The Road Not Taken未走之路」。

Day 5 — Your dreams.

Dear,

I don't know what my dreams are anymore. I once thought I knew. I once thought I understood. But no, I don't.

When I was young, I was a little girl that loved to draw horses and dogs and small animals. So that little girl wanted to become a vet that could help animals. As I grow older, the sight of blood and having to cut open skin made me cringe. I failed at math. I do own a cat now though.

When I was a bit older, I was a teenager that loved to draw. I drew to express my feelings and sheets of blank paper were all filled with the immature scribblings of an immature teenager. That naive teenager proudly showed her drawings to her mother, who dismmissed the drawings with a scoff. "You're only wasting your time by drawing that kind of pictures, why don't you go learn water painting or something?" A few years after, most of the drawings are gone. Now there rarely are any drawings at all.

Now I am 20. I don't know what I want. I read books that make me cry. I read books to make me happy. I take pictures to capture the beautiful moments that I glimpse in life. I write down things that make sense to me. I wrote plays. I have all this, but I still don't know what direction to take. Where are my dreams?

I stare at my own shadow on a sunny day, I stare and stare. The sun is bright, I cover my eyes as I look up to the sky. Where are my dreams?

Day 4 — Your sibling (or closest relative).

Hahaha, it's already into September, and I'm still only on Day 4!!

I don't really want to dedicate this whole post only to my brother, who I find...annoying as hell. So I'm going to split the post into two parts, one is about my brother, the other will be about my cousin.