喜欢坐在巴士上最后面、最靠左的位子。
那个位子总是让我最舒服。
如果是晴天，就感受一下温暖的阳光，然后庆幸自己是坐在有冷气的巴士里。
如果是雨天，就听听雨水打在窗上的声音，然后庆幸自己坐在巴士里不用变落汤鸡。
如果是阴天，就看看天空，看看乌云，感受那暴风雨前夕营造的萧瑟和沉郁。
喜欢那暴风雨前的郁闷，因为雨后的空气让人更加豁然开朗。
光想就很喜欢了。
因为单单这样的想法已经带来心中的愉悦，雨来不来又有何妨？
This CNY, I realised many things. I realised I have always envied families who go out as a whole for CNY visiting, or those who invite many relatives and friends over. I realised I am very afraid of the coming of CNY because CNY simply means watching movies and slacking at home for me. I love to watch movies, there is no doubt about that. Perhaps I just don't appreciate the latter because there is so much to face head-on. I hate the silence or otherwise awful hurlings at the dining table. I hate how I need to pretend to be hospitable to people I dislike. This year, I hid in my room when people I did not feel comfortable with came, then I was accused of being stubborn and impolite. Sometimes I really wonder if being myself is of imperative or being polite is. Whichever the case, I want to confess that I really feel tired and unhappy this CNY. The worst is that I feel that no one can understand because everyone I tried to rant this to tells me I should go home because it is CNY after...
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