Mid-Autumn Festival

Today is the Mid-Autumn festival, let's talk about it.

I always thought that the word "autumn" very romantic. When I grow up, we learned the word "autumn" instead of "fall" for the season between summer and winter. I still remember that it gave me so much hard time to try to learn the word autumn. Unlike all the other word that looks more "make sense", the word "autumn" just looks strange. It looks like "au" + ""tu" + something that cannot pronounce. Maybe that's why I always like the word "autumn", and I think that from liking the word, it slowly become liking the whole season (I grow up in the sub-tropical, so there is not much or an autumn).

When I came to Canada, it is like, fall? Fall what?? Fall term? I don't want to fall my whole term.

I don't like the fact now I lot of people just call it the moon festival. Moon my you know what, I know there are moon-cake, you suppose to look at the moon (sorry, enjoying the great view of the moon), it is the Mid-autumn my friend, don't make it sound like a festival of people wearing no pants.

Am I the only one the feel that? If I listen to that darn commercial on the radio about at the "MOON festival" you can go to eat some suckling pig at the local "M" restaurant, I will tear all my hair out. Suckling pig? What suckling pig? How does it have to do with suckling pig?

Maybe I am old fashion, but I still like my ultra-romantic, walking under the bright, bright moon at the autumn night kind of festival.

Time to raid the "Moon" cake.


Chill

Want to see A movie

Talking about movie that I want to see at the TIFF (Toronto International File Festival), the one that I truly want to see badly is Sukiyaki Western Django. (Don't worry, you won't get rick rolled, don't know what I am talking about? click here (Don't say I did not warn you))

I wonder how can I get my hand on it when it comes out in DVD (I am not betting that it will gets show at the theater here in Canada).

I always get hooked on this kind of movie, MRS will probably said that because I am an odd ball. I just hope that I am not offending anyone by saying that it is the director that get me interested as well as the setting.

Let just cross my fingers that it is as good as it looks.


Chill

Bayside Emotion

Recently I had a chance to have dinner with someone who just got the home broken into while one of them at home. It is a very dramatic experience for both of them. I thank God that they are feeling better now (especially the one who are in the house when t happen), the whole ordeal also remind me of my own struggle.

About few years ago, there are about half a year that I can hardly sleep at all. Every night, I cannot sleep no matter what I try, and when I am finally fall asleep due to exhaustion. I will “snap” and wake up every 15 minutes or so.

It is a very hard to describe feeling, the only word that I can think of is “snap”. It is like you have fallen into sleep, but you feel like you are not sleeping at the same time. Then, you are wide awake by some sort of loud noise, a snapping sound inside your body. Or you feel that your heart suddenly pumps so hard for one beat that you can feel through your whole body. You know that there is no sound outside but you could swear that you have actually heard the loud noise, the snap, the beat.

It all started when I was afraid of someone will break into my home back then.

Now, I am starting to afraid someone will break into my house, again.

The harder you want to not thinking about something, the harder you try to be calm, you get exactly what you don’t want.

How can one keep the monster at bay?

I wish everyone that is experiencing what I had experienced or what I am experiencing good luck, it is a daily struggle and I just want to say that you are not alone and we all can win the battle together.

One night of sleep sometime do worth more than gold and I wish everyone a good night sleep, every night.

One early morning

The Sand of Life

God gave us memories that we might have roses in December. - John M. Barrie

Event 1

My wife and I went to see a movie with one of our friends today. We first met up in a crepe house and enjoy a delightful lunch there, and then we walked around a bit in the wonderful weather before we went to the theater. After the show, we drove back to church for the evening fellowship but caught in a huge traffic jam. Although we are stuck for more than an hour, we had a fun time talking about this and that, nothing grand or earth-shaking. After fellowship, we three went out for dinner with some more brothers and sisters. Nothing series, but we all laughed through our dinner. At the end of the day, we dropped out our friend to pick up her car.

Event 2

One of our friends is going back to Hong Kong after she finished her schooling. So we all go out and have dinner with her to farewell her. Since it is quite a lot of us, we don’t have a lot of “individual time” with her. We all, however, have a very happy time and she seems very emotional all evening.

Event 3

Finally we have invited the couple (that I have mention in August) to come for dinner this Saturday. I usually hate this sort of event but this time I am actually can’t wait till Saturday to come.

When I was younger, I will find this sort of “meeting” boring and boring and boring and boring. I don’t know why, but this sort of “meeting” nowadays will sometimes leave me with a sense of completeness. I am still not looking forward to this sort of things, but at least mow I am not as cynical about them. Am I getting “soft”? I am not being convinced that getting older is the main reason of my change. Moreover, I even feel that I should email them and thank them for the good time. Come on, this is getting too much. If this trend continues, I will soon send them a scented basket with some teas and chocolates!

I don’t want to sound ungrateful, because I am not. What I am saying is that what the heck is going on! May be I should blame the MRS for soften me up. Time to kick her behind tonight, MORTAL COMBAAAAAATTTTTTTTT!!!

If this is my last post, you know what’s the deal is.

Diarrhea Steals My Friends

Ever since I am about sixteen, I have a problem.

I hate people have love that is like diarrhea, they cannot control it, cannot stop it, and it is everywhere.

Whenever anyone has any problem, even when they are clearly need some space and alone time, they drop their love on them like a bomb.

More than a thousand times, when my friend that I care of run into some sort of problem and they really don’t want to be bothered by anyone at all.

I, as a friend, will try to respectfully keep my distance, let them get some air while the diarrhea people will immediately attack the opening and bomb their bombs.

As I watch on day by day, they are getting closer and closer, while when I ask them if they are ok, the reply I get is “ Get away from me, nothing is wrong with me” (honest to God, it actually happens to me one time if my memory is not make up by my self-pity).

It is so unfair, I thought I am trying to do the right thing, and my right thing apparently is going nowhere.

So what is my problem, I really want to know.

If I close my eyes, I can see all of their faces, smiling and talking.

I miss my friends, I miss them dearly.


Hope they have a nice life.

Self Inflicted Shame

Let’s continue the story from the last post. According to my wife, she received an email from the couple (not me, as always); they have actually return and look for us. Apparently, the wife still felt the effect of the ordeal and don’t want to get crowded by the horde of people (something she don’t feel ready to do), that is why she is running out of the church. After they run out of the church and saw the middle age jerk with a frown, they fell bad and come back and look for us to do lunch together. In the email, they specifically tell my wife to say sorry to me. Now, have you ever kick yourself at the groin, which is actually what I feel. Sigh!

I don’t like inconsiderate people; therefore this is very hard for me to swallow. Especially when I do it on two people that I care about quite a lot. I am planning to send them an email, but man, I am not sure what should I write. I think I think about useless stuff like this too much.


I HATE IT!!