passing headlights

I met my Chinese-Class classmate in Guangzhou named "Allan the Australlian" not so long ago. And guess what? He said he missed me (o'really?) and he spit out one thing that he likes about me, which is: my way of saying my thoughts. Be it on facebook, my long-forgotten twitter, or msn's personal message bar. He is about 36 y/o and I don't think he's just saying it randomly. He even slipped a word "artistic". LOL beat that! He made my day, honestly. You rock Allan.

So I've been passive on blogging or making those fine lines anywhere else. I was thinking that they were just words anyway, words that may motivate you, or perhaps eye-opening, or mostly just empty and random. But yet, I got pretty much people getting my points and liked them. Joan, my Guangzhou friend, she also convinced me that she liked my random lines. She even wrote it off somewhere to keep them.

Why I stopped? Look at facebook and how many people are getting fine lines, I have no idea whether they are copy-pasted from somewhere or just something that just popped outta their heads. They are all so common. And that is why "Famous Quotes" is invented.

You may think of the reason why am i giving a fuck to things like this. I actually don't, but i certainly have a point of speaking this out. I am a huge fan of wordplay.. I can tell your maturity level just by how you put out your point into one beautiful sentence. I call that, an art.