Enchanted

Eventually my final had come to the end. First semester is officially declared over. I am so excited about my semester break, even though it is only a week break. I can finally relax myself a bit with doing some kind of work that I enjoy to do. I kind of having myself a plan to accomplish during this short break. First aim, of course is to improve my English. Second thing, have a quick review on my second semester subject. And the third is to complete my reading list. These are my top three things on my wishlist. Hopefully, I could accomplish all of it in time.

I was just over the moon when I found James is coming to the town. It was fairly a perfect timing for his coming. I couldn't help thinking when he is holding his guitar and singing with his husky voice in real. And my dream had come true. I was there.

Undoubtedly, my action toward him was way too insane. The minute I listen to his song where I found on Youtube, I was unconditionally, irreversibly in love with his husky voice. I was actually attempting to find some new chinese songs to listen to at the time being, but I failed to do so as there were not much new song being released. I was quite despair at the moment but somehow I found him. He totally surprises me. Aside from his brilliant voice, he has changed my stereotype of thinking about the Britain. I don't know why and how, I always had a thought of the Britishers are cold but until his presence. He is vivacious and one of a kind. He never fail a smile in front the crowd but I don't know if under the table. Well, hopefully he is a total happy camper! :)

So, on Saturday morning, I woke up late actually. I had committed to catch up my friend at around 10 in the morning at the main train station but I ate my word for my alarm clock didn't go off. I am truly sorry to let her wait for me at the station alone. And also, I felt so bad when she asked if she could have a burger at Mcdonald while waiting for me. Nevertheless, she insisted to wait for me, even though I said yes to her. Sorry! :'( I should have set the alarm in my phone. 

Frankly, I wasn't sure if there is a need to call my other friends to come around because we have been a long while didn't talk to each other. Even though we were best friends in high school, but as time flies, everything has changed. We are no longer the same. We are living in different circles, different lifestyles, pursuing different dreams. I was afraid that we have nothing to say and stay blank. It would be embarrassed if it happened. However, it turned out surprisingly. We talked variety topics, from the recent life to deep heart, and share some knowledge we have learnt in class. The conversation went smoothly and warm-hearted.

I am so glad and grateful to have her in my life. She is just one of a kind. 

Saw these two adorable robots which composed of million of tiny chips while heading to the 'Tokyo Street'. I was enchanted by it. (in art aspect)

When these came into my sight, I saw a piece of great art instead of the electrical stuff that most of the engineer would probably see. I was slightly waver, doubting myself if I really want to be an engineer. Honestly, I am not really sure about it. 

I love art. Really love it. But I don't dare to say I would love it for the rest of my life. When something I really enjoy to do all the time has become a work or an assignment, I afraid that it would turn to be something I hate the most. It's risky if I do so. Instead of work with passion, I would rather to choose to 'protect' my passion. I would rather to give a try on other things that I think I might love it or not. Even though it is risky too, but losing my enormous passion on art is more risky than this. I wouldn't know what it would be if losing my passion on art... I doubt this sort of thought is wrong or right?     

Eventually, James. I saw him in real but not so real. I was really looking forward to his live performance. However, it turned out out of my expectation. I am not saying that his performance was bad but the audio system was low. I merely could hear him talking and singing. That's not clear enough. Furthermore, people were shouting here and there. 

I tried to close my eyes and stayed focus on his voice for several time, but I still failed to hear him. I really want to listen to his live performance and feel the shivering in my heart, my skins as he sing. But obviously, no hope. Well, it would be better if it was a pure music concert. Hopefully soon will have one. 

I bought his album anyway, but without getting signature from him. I was hesitating down at the stage, wasn't sure if I want this album to be signed. I know I am the weirdo, absolutely. Well, who would hesitate of getting a signature from their idol? Apart from that, who would let go of a chance of hand shaking, look in close distance or take any possibly intimacy with their idols? Perhaps a freak would. 

So, at the end, I didn't make my album spilled with any black inks. It stays just the way as I bought it. Packed with polystyrene nice and neatly.