I have to say Uncle Ben was wrong.

No great power has come to my possession and yet I have a goddamn laundry list of responsibilities to deal with. If anything, age has given me a rather clear and entirely non-rosy view of the world. Whatever all those feel good movies say, there’s seriously nothing awe inspiring at all in dealing with life’s curve balls and major setbacks.

Nobody’s forcing me to deal with this shit. I know that and it’s all completely clear. I’m doing this because, well, it’s my responsibility. It’s about as simple as that.

That doesn’t mean the pressure never gets to me, though. I’m not superman, no matter how invincible and nonchalant I try to be in front of the family. And it’s not that I’m being all emo inside. It’s not that. I feel fine doing this for the people I love. It’s just that sometimes, I feel like breaking down.

As my friend Mei said, she never had a problem with money back when we were students. Ironically, now that we’re all employed, money’s just another of those things we always seem to run out off.

It’s a consequence of growing up. Somehow you just learn to deal. Life’s a bitch — you have no choice but to bitch back or die trying. It’s crap and we all know it but there’s not much else we can do.

still hot; not the point

Last night I caught this new Taiwanese soap opera that stars one of the forefathers of Chinese boybands, Nicky Wu. The still hot as hell and apparently ageless Nicky plays a down and out elder brother who has to take care of his three siblings and his slightly psychotic mother. Nicky Wu is, as I mentioned a sentence ago, still totally drool-worthy, but this post isn’t really about his hotness, so I digress.

I’m not a big fan of tearjerkers, seeing as how real life is a bastard in itself. Last night, though, I forced myself to sit through the show, mainly because something in it just resonated in my head. It’s pretty much like the scriptwriter somehow got into my head, sorted out my thoughts, put them into words and made Nicky Wu memorize them.

I’m not in a good mood for translating, but I’ll do what I can.

”妳可以幫我請假嗎？ can you help me file for leave?
一天就好。one day’s enough.
可以有時不那麼堅強嗎？“ can I just be weak sometimes?

There are days when superman is a bitchin’ role you seriously don’t want to play, but the world’s waiting and drama won’t get you anywhere at all.

One day’s leave is all I need.

Maybe I can be weak sometimes, too.

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