It's amazing how peripheral matters can stain our moods so easily; it's like getting killed accidentally by stepping into the firing range. A horrid 8am lecture, a traffic jam, a fatal car crash, a missing meal, a persistantly-drippy nose, a stubborn friend...
Caught Ip Man on Tuesday. It's the first kungfu movie that made me cry. I can be the most emotional at times, but crying during the show took me by surprise. I guess it's just the depiction of humans killing humans when there's clearly no need to do so. Heck, no one's born with the right to decide who should live and die, so to end someone's life is the sickest thing to do. All the fighting, all the guns, all the broken men... But it's a good movie, no doubt. And Donnie Yen's my new kungfu hero. Jackie Chan can take a step down.
FBH's ... hectic. I'm basically struggling between releasing funds to them and releasing funds for buying new equipment. A new bass, a new drumset... Plus FBH expenses, plus horrid money matters with CS...
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