Portrait 26
Saturday, January 7th, 2006Do I look 26? I think it’s cool to capture time. Am I writing or lost in thought? Well, I’m not much of a writer, or good at expressing myself for that matter. So, I must be lost somewhere. I like to think that I like to study. I am a night person. Which doesn’t help waking up to study. It’s quiet at night and I can do what I want, like playing with photos.
I’m bearded. Inspired by rowdy kids, no heat and reggae. But I’m going to a wedding soon and I want to clean up. But not just that, I think I let out any frustrations I had on New Year’s Eve. I like keeping my hair short and not having to “do” my hair…heh. When I was 10 years old, I always used mousse. Forget that business.
When I was young I called myself the “Master of Disaster.” This was when I played video games and won. I was really good at mastering games. Do you want fame? Sometimes I think it would be cool. But not like pop star fame, like Benjamin Franklin fame, to go down in history. How come I know some famous people who have their own shoes and are millionares? I wonder if they would still know me if they saw me. Like those people, I want to master a craft. I want to be good at something.
Last night I went for a stroll around my neighborhood. I’ve said before about how if there is one shop in Taipei that sells something, there are two more around the corner. In my neighborhood there are skateboard and hip hop clothing shops. I’m a sucker for iPath kicks. I was practicing my Chinese left and right. My goal should be to speak it fluently.
My one month’s salary these days is enough to live and to travel. I’m not saving much but my one goal is to buy a bike (if I stay in Taiwan). That’s about one month’s salary.
I think people like things sometimes but they don’t fully understand them. There is an unknown about what they like. But when we understand what it is we like completely, we find there are things we like and don’t like. That appeal of the unknown changes and sometimes disappears. When we like something but don’t know what it is, there is definitely something about that thing that fits with us. We can like something and not know exactly what it is. Then, when we find out what we like and dislike, we move on.
There’s most likey something like this on Wikipedia but I haven’t chosen to look it up.

