A Macintosh / Thinkpad Diary ... by Kenneth

Tuesday, March 27, 2007

Staring night, looking inside the mirror, I could hardly see my own face...


Autumn, though it is spring right now, I still miss every single autumn I'd been through... The pure sky, the sweet wind, and the golden ginkgo leaves...
Time could be stopped if I lay down on the ground, smelling the aged flowers...
But as time goes by, the sorrow grows out of the surface and suffers the lacking of the rain...
here comes the rain again
falling from the stars
drenched in my pain again
becoming who we are...
Hope tomorrow would be a green day...

Monday, March 19, 2007

Panzer Dragoon Saga, Haruki Murakami, and so on...


I've been seeding the Panzer Dragoon Saga for almost a week...
Recently, I played many great games, really old games...
Panzer Dragoon Saga (Azel: Panzer Dragoon RPG), the one of the "Games That Defined The Sega Saturn", gave me a long pleasant time several years ago... I spent month on this game but did not finish it all through...
Once upon, when time still went by smoothly, my friends and I had a lot of time together, playing all kinds of games... From the Dragon Quest, the Romance of Three Kingdoms and the Chip and Dale Rescue Rangers on The NES/FC, to the Super Mario 64, which cost me almost 3 months to finish... The golden age of a 16 year old boy...
Until one day things come to Haruki Murakami....

Friday, March 02, 2007

People come and peoble go....nothing could be left


Here are deep sorrows which could hurt people crazily.... and make them mad.... finally....
No one knows.... The little instance, the ultimate guilt....
Never thought this would happen...
For years, the seed deeply buried in the bottom of the heart. But suddenly, it came out of the surface of the ground...

May be that's the fate, or the destiny.
I should pay for my sin.

Many names flashed back in my brain and pained it....
Some of them had gone for a lone time but I still could not wipe them out of my memory....
Some of them are still here around.... But cry when they think of/talk about me....
Should I say sorry or just let it be....

I married, the day when I felt that the right time had come....