No excuses!

I am absolutely terrible at reading books! 50 books in a year is about a book a week. I really really need to finish this. Since April Fools is a pretty cool day, I'm going to use that as my starting and finishing day. Between April 1st 2012 and April 1st 2013, I'm going to finish 50 books. I've already started on like 4 books (They Call Me Coach by John Wooden, The Hunger Games by Suzanne Collins, The Book of Basketball by Bill Simmons, and gasp... The Game by Neil Strauss). FYI, I'm reading The Game not entirely because I want to sleep with supermodels, but more because I want to know what it's about. Besides, knowing how to sleep with supermodels... It can only help right?

So I hope to finish those 4 books by May. Next up on the list I have The Last Lecture by Randy Pausch, When the Game Was Ours by Larry Bird and Magic Johnson, The Rivalry by John Taylor, Gone with the Wind by Mitchell Margaret, and The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy by Douglas Adams.

That will actually keep me occupied for another month or so. I hope to get some Mitch Albom in there, also have to finish fucking Life of Pi... Reread The Princess Bride and The Catcher in the Rye... I'll try and read a couple books on my sister's bookshelf too... I also completely forgot that I have Free Darko's The Undisputed Guide to Pro Basketball. Wow.

I'll try and tear through these, then we'll see about buying a Kindle. I also have the Game of Thrones Box Set but I've never really gotten into those books yet.

Also if anyone cares I got two numbers on that $640 million Mega Millions. Pretty close right? Not.

What is my motivation? I guess it's just me conforming into being a non-conformist. I'm part of this so-called internet era where we are starting to move away from old things... Hold on... Isn't that what humans have been doing since the beginning of time? There was a time period when humans started using light bulbs instead of candles? Assholes!

A New Era

My MacBook Pro arrived (it's just fun to call it a 'MacBook Pro' instead of a 'laptop') and it is pretty cool. I might miss torrenting free software... but we'll see how it goes.

Late Summer Nights

Are the best time for reflections. I think.

I remember coming to America and thinking that I had bonds with friends that will never be broken. Some people here I've known for up to 10 years. I remember being convinced that on graduation day, I will graduate thinking I'm a proud student of Sha Tin College. I never felt I would be emotionally attached to all that is Palo Alto.

But in three short years, it's pretty different. In three years, days and months have gone by where I have never thought of a single person from Hong Kong and they have never thought of me. Before I left, my mom told me my high school friends don't mean much at all, and I was convinced that she was wrong. Well my mom was right. It was a bit of a bitch move by her but there are a lot of people that I haven't talked to. The few inside jokes I have with some of these people are hard to recall and require some memory stretching. Everyone is growing up

and leaving to college, and this summer may be the last time I get to see some of these guys.

Feelings are stupid.

Growing Up

I haven't written in this blog in ages. I've been more preoccupied with writing about basketball and recently with tumblr, I've been doing some blogging over there... but tumblr is more of a microblogging thing and I don't want to write about my thoughts there because people read my tumblr a lot more than they read my blogspot thing.

So I've going to be 18 in about a week and a bit. I will legally be an adult... And it's really quite intimidating. I realize that it won't be a random sudden change. I won't wake up one day and have all this extra burden just because I'm 18... because my age is a just a number. I realize the change will be kind of gradual. I didn't wake up one day and turn from a child to a teenager. But still, it's intimidating. Being 18 always seemed like miles away, and now it's only days away. There is no turning back and I'm going to turn into an adult.

I'm actually really scared. Even when I was 16, I thought people that were 18 were old, and I don't feel too different from when I was 16. I will start to be more responsible and I will start to face what they call the real world. Retreating back to my home, thinking that mom and dad will help me out whenever is no longer an option. Parent notes used to be able to get me out of everything, but it's not the same anymore.

I usually scoff at people that write about stuff like this. Growing up is something that happens to everyone and it's just stupid to bitch and moan about it, but now that my teenage years are slipping away from me... it's just really weird.

I feel a bit better writing about it I guess. Meh. Until next time.

I have decided to...

Write in this blog more because I don't want a period in my life where it wasn't recorded.

But I don't feel like writing now so bye.

5 months, 1 day

it was fun while it lasted

we

like things we can't have

it kinda sucks.