It is a spring night and I am on my way to a party, apparently the party is off the hook. The organiser calls it “the celebration party on the mother f**king boat”, and I decided to tag along as:

l        Nothing better to do

l        Friend is in the VIP list as it says at the back of the invitation

l        I can tick off one item from my “to do list”: get pissed on a boat and then take piss on the ocean.  

l        The possibility of hanging out with a butch of shallow people excites me. The party is organised by one of the top clothes chains. And only arty people who work for/associate with the clothing shop and rich clients who pay $388 for an oversized shirt are invited.  

We are fashionably late by accident and the free alcohol hour is long gone (=not a good start). Anyhow, party is rather impressive, packed with people wears bean hats, leather jackets and fake glasses, so I fit in rather well. The whole night I keep asking for special mixed drinks and keep realising that i know a few people at the party (=wellington is f**king tiny place).

And at one point, I am sitting on a sofa awkwardly alone (to chill out) and conveniently I see a sign on the wall with today’s date: 9/11. Wholly shit, today is 9/11, of f**king 2009. Then my memory takes me back to the day of 9/11 of 2001, I was on a bus to Shang Hai when the news channel was playing these clips of The Twin Towers collapsing. I can remember it so vividly as if it was yesterday. But wholly shit, it was 8 years ago, the whole EIGHT.

I guess what I am getting here is time FLIES. How many 8 years will I have? Although my life changed dramatically within the 8 years, it is fair statement that I have achieve nothing more than expected. If I have to list one most valuable thing I have learned from past 8 years, it has to be stay true to myself. I don’t like the fact that this society divides people into different groups, religiously, ethically or geographically (even though that’s just the way how it is now). I don’t give any thoughts on the negative comments as I know who the fuck I am. I stay away from arrogant people who think they know better and have to give opinions on everything.

Life is too short to waste time on convincing others or defending yourself. Move on, if people don’t get you as you are. Invest your time on the things makes you feel live and happy. Be brave, try new things and make mistakes, LIVE your life rather than standing aside and watching it passing by.

One fair thing of this life, maybe the only one, is everyone all gets only one chance. Live it for yourself, not anyone else.