“So many people live within unhappy circumstances and yet will not take the initiative to change their situation because they are conditioned to a life of security, conformity, and conservatism, all of which may appear to give one peace of mind, but in reality nothing is more damaging to the adventurous spirit within a man than a secure future. The very basic core of a man’s living spirit is his passion for adventure. The joy of life comes from our encounters with new experiences, and hence there is no greater joy than to have an endlessly changing horizon, for each day to have a new and different sun.”—Christopher Mccandless (via light-essence)
Because I realised my days get extremely muddled up when I am in China, I’ve decided a good way to keep track of whatever I’ve done would be to journal.
Since Tumblr seems to be the only social media platform that is not blocked, it’s the perfect place to jot down my thoughts.
Well, 6:30am flight. Got up at 3:45am. Totally lacking sleep. Got rushed of the house by my mum because the cab driver arrived half an hour too early. Grumpy.
Starbucks. Flight. Realised I forgot my neck pillow/cushion. Cold bagel. Intermitted sleep. A terrible neck-ache. Bumpy pre-landing. Landed. Starving. Rest of cold bagel. Lunch. Bad lunch. Vowed never to order curry rice from that place ever again.
Esther went shopping for a winter jacket. Managed to get her astro-boy shoes too.
Warm ginger soy milk. Now that made me happy.
Car ride to China. Terrible traffic jam. Hotel.
It was amusing as the staff at the counter recognised us. and also, I found out my Raulph Lauren jacket was lost for good.
A hotel room without too much of a problem. Finally.
Then work starts. Because it actually never ever ends.
Then I realised I did not bring my mouse. Frustrating.
Now I am back in the hotel. More work but I really should sleep as I have to be up t 6am tomorrow to catch the earliest train to Hong Kong.
Seriously, I wonder how long I wanna keep this up. I can’t living like this. Like a slave.