Always thought I am weird. A contemporary oddball of the regular trend. An anomaly from a form of trend line. When the rest are going for Life Sciences, I took the Dead, revolving around the Lifes. When the French Language is the seemingly more popular foreign language choice, I get crazy over German Language. When people fancy over the Anime and the Japanese Language, or anything else Japanese, I learn the Korean script instead. And everything just seem so weird to me. Is this another kind of odd fate?
Perhaps not. Called host parents in Germany last nite around 2pm. Had a nice chat with Rita, my host mother. Ok, I see her as my Godmother from now on. My 契妈. She seemed surprise at hearing from me, but I feel the warmth when I just heard from her. Everything is going fine with their family. Wir sind alle gesund. That was what Rita told me. She even sent regards to my family in Malaysia. I had so much things to say, but when she picked up the phone, I was speechless. As though I could not speak any German at all. Although its only a month, it was a month filled with warmth, sincerity and care. Never will I forget this month The month of June, the year of 2005. The month in which I stayed in Ebringen, Freiburg. What more, it's getting colder over there. And it stays constantly hot, burning, frying, and stickifying over here. Grass isn't always greener on the other side of the road? Guckt noch mal. In my case, this proverb fails terribly. Fruchtbar.
