its the middle of the night. after a simple night of mahjong and chatting. but when all has ended, and when you are by yourself in the wee hours. there is only one question left in my mind.
why. oh why? is it too much to ask for? perhaps it is.
why can't we be friends? -to the smashmouth hit
and as much as i hate it, i'm beginning to appreciate the simplicity of chinese expressions and idioms, and the wealth of meaning behind it.
trust and obey, i tell myself. QT at 5.30am in the morning. without any sleep. welcome to the weekend. what a way to start.
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