Well, it has been like three weeks now (i think?) since I've come back from Shanghai.
Ever since, i hasn't been talking about it to anyone really, expect with the people i went with.
Well, ok, some of my friends did asked, but i didn't want to talk too much (yes I'm aware), plus the experiences are not something that you are able to put them all into words.
To me, it's feels almost like the first time that i'm finally leaving Singapore. Yes i have been to places like Thailand and Malaysia, but come on, I went to Thailand when I was like about five or something? And Malaysia? For godsake it's actually a walkable distance from my home (it was late and there isnt any bus available).
It wasn't a good impression as our bus drove into the highway from the airport. The country has got uncertainty written all over it. Things just didn't look constant you know. It's not bad or anything, it's just not what I'm expecting after hearing people actually say that Shanghai is far more developed than Singapore.
The city area looks actually kind of awesome. I mean, the culture is really there, in your face. You kind of see life in it, with souls, and not just bricks and stuffs you know. Streets are clean, you see crowds walking on it doing their thing, kind of nice to see really.
First place we went was the pear tower (I believe that is what it's call). Kind of look like a giant version of Changi Aitport's control tower.
I shall stop here. Will continue soon.
I've come to realize, there are a lot of unhappy people out there.
People who are unhappy for the wrong reasons; people who are expecting too much, people who are asking for too much.
People tend to look on the unhappy side of life as we grow up. Life was simple back then; we all goes to school, we all spend time together, we grow up together, everybody's almost equal. But once you grow up, things starts to get a little trickier. We gets more diverse.
We experience life on a much different account. Things are different to different individuals. We start to develop our own opinions on different aspects of life. We overlook things that meant a whole lot than we think, we focus on the things which we should be least concern about. But somehow, there is some part of us, things that we shared in the past, amazingly managed to holds us together, despite of our different visions on the world.
Some people allow their emotions to take over them, while some does pretty much the opposite. What I'm saying is, life is like math.
Equations are difficult to solve, but life's a series of equations. And that's bad.
I'm extremely bad at math. I can't say I'm a good solver. I try to target the selected questions so i can manage a pass. Some people are a little ambitious; they try every questions even when they are bad at them. It's a mix bag. It's a huge risk. Some came out lucky, some came out lost.
I came out neither.
