Words of Innocence and Experience

So I have decided to start writing here again. I hope the decision becomes a habit. I saw my friend Winnie yesterday and we both conceded that we were disorganized people. I don’t like being disorganized. I want a change. Well, I’m sure this post is going to be as disorganized as the current state of my room, with half-open suitcases and plastic bags strewn all over the floor.

Anyway, the lunch with Winnie yesterday was heart-warming. I’ve always admired her personality, which is a fascinating combination of gentility and persistence. We were scheduled to meet in front of the record store opposite National Taichung Institute of Technology. I arrived early and could not refrain myself from entering the store. When was the last time I actually purchased a CD at a record store instead of looking for cheap copies online? Probably a long time ago. Boy, I felt ashamed of myself.

The album that immediately caught my attention was “Boxer” by the National. I LOVED the album and should have bought it as soon as it was released but did not. It was time for me to make amends.

I was so happy that I had brought it home. The sound quality of CDs is indeed superior to that of mp3 files. I had written a Chinese article about the band’s previous album “Alligator” on my Chinese blog, and perhaps I’d write something about “Boxer” soon even though plenty of bloggers have talked about it.

I went back to Hsinchu this morning. It was freezing here. My heavy luggage was creating pain in my fragile arms, but I had no choice but to venture on. May my last four months in Tsing Hua as a student be my best moments here yet.