In Trip Planning Phase

Good morning world. The weather in Canton today is pretty okay. Well compared to the worst that it could be, this is actually fine.

The weather as seen from my balcony on the 12th floor at 8:25 am.

Canton, my home city has just been through its 9th ever recorded snowing day in history yesterday (2016.1.25). The previous snow has to trace back to a period during the Republic of China (1912-1949) according to internet resource which I feel no urge to verify its credibility. Well, in such an historical event, the people were buzzing on Wechat (China's twitter-like social network): some were heartened, some were unhappy about the temperature, and a few laughed in hysteria (probably their first time seeing and playing with snow). But for me, I saw no snow. I was sleeping until 4 pm. I wasn't pumped at all to a little snow and cold, as least not as pumped as my trip to Japan.

As last night I've got my camera, a beautiful Sony Alpha 6000 (very happy about the price and product), I'm starting to plan for the Japan trip today. In fact, some research have already been done here and there, like the best places to visit, popular foods, and figuring out the location of each city that I'm visiting and the transportation maps of Japan. It's very trivial at times, but it all adds up to the final schedule. I might even end up producing one ugly map and a food list. LOL ^ ^

Like a jumping deer inside my head or a baby kicking mama's belly ready to take on the world, I couldn't stay in bed for longer. Too excited. Excited for the simple fact that I'm visiting different places. When I was younger, I used to be excited for something else: like realizing a dream, meeting the fancy people, or going to live a different life and feel completely different. It was actually different, and could make a difference. You felt so differently that you discover another side of yourself. The what other people may call 'unrealistic' feeling is actually realistic to you, and you listen to it, learn from it, and become who you really are. Although it has little benefit, it also has its down side: making you confused and lost sometimes, blurring out memories sometimes, and the worst is identity lost (you don't know who you are, or you don't want to be who you are). That's okay. When we are young, we are allowed to be a little confused. Now that I don't need to keep searching, I know where I stand and who I am. I'm excited for my trip, but I don't hold any attitude towards it. It may be good, it may be bad, it doesn't matter. This is what makes a trip unique and distinct. I'm looking forward!

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