This will be the title of my podcast. It will be in Chinese, so yeah. But it will start really soon. I got both advised to start a podcast and to read Mao Zedong before bed every day. I read a few pages, and it’s very interesting. So we’re going to learn some Chinese history straight from the words of the man himself.
雅魯藏布江翻波浪，對吧。
You have no idea how appalled I am.
Anyway, contrary to what might have been popular belief I really never read it. So now we’re going to do some real studying! I’m turning 44 soon, but hey, a few pages of that before bed;
Why not, right. Anyway, we all remember the humble return of this blog, right. Here’s a picture of my new setup. I’m not completely done cleaning yet; once I’m done I’ll post another picture or two.
At least it’s better than it used to be right. This will be my setup for the next five months. I got five months to revive myself. It should be enough, but it’s not exactly me who decides over these matters, isn’t it.
Anyway. This was the story of me and 君穎. My 31st birthday was the final time we met. Again, I was (made) so ill I could hardly even talk properly. I will be turning 44 soon. My birthday is in a bit over a week.
I hardly have a body, especially not after these few years. I just happen to live in this completely ruined load of trash only. If people want to touch my leg they can, I mean I had people of sixty publicly touching me when I was a youngster. I just don’t really know how to react to it anymore, because it does not matter to me anymore.
She will not be forgotten.
And no, you will never be forgiven.
