Another "hard" dinner.  Actually it's nice to see friends whom you have not seen for a long time, but sometimes due to different opinions in certain issues and different characters of people, the conversation would really kill you.

During our conversation, we talked about the working hours.  I told them I work long hours - which I did not complain at all.  They told me, "You spoiled your boss~!"  Come on, nobody requests me to stay until late ok?!  And then I said I just found myself a workaholic.  Another look of depreciation from them.  What the fucking business to do with them if I am a workaholic?  IT IS ABSOLUTELY NONE OF THEIR BUSINESS~!!!

Sometimes talking to people with very, very, very subjective opinions really kills me.  They do not accept different sound and they always think they are more superior than the rest of the world.  So I kept listening (going in from my left ear and sending out from the right) and watching the ceiling screen of Langham Place.

I'm proud to be so near to earth - I'm only human, the very ordinary type, and most important, I listen to different sound and language.