Today is 冬至.
Today, I managed to wake up without much trouble.
I ate a little breakfast, and then got ready to leave.
While waiting for my grandparents to get ready, I tried going on the Internet.
Unfortunately, there were no more open and stable AP for me to “borrow” from.
After getting to the office, I did more research on the specs and reviews of the laptop I had in mind.
P8700, 4GB of ram, 320GB hdd at 7200rpm, ATI HD4750 video card with 512MB, that’s more than enough for the next 5 years or so.
My current laptop lasted me 5 years, with only a Pentium M 1.6Ghz (single core), 512MB ram (which I have since upgraded to 1.5GB), 40GB hdd (which I have upgraded to 160GB), NVidia 6200 with 128MB.
And then I had lunch with my grandfather again.
My grandmother was supposed to come too, but she was buying stuff for dinner.
By the time she arrived, we already finish eating. And the restaurant didn’t have the congee she wanted, because the restaurant was busy preparing for 冬至, and didn’t have enough man power to make a lot of the usual stuff.
And then I went to the office again for internet.
After researching more, I went to the WanChai Computer Center to look at laptops.
After spending about an hour in there, I went to 298 Computer Zone to look at random computer junk and to wait for J.
I looked down the street I usually walk on.
The air quality is great.
After he arrived, I went to the street that I used to live in when I was about 3 to 4 years old.
They were tearing down the building.
Wood Road.
Looking down the street
After that, we went back to J’s hotel room to research on the difference between Intel’s SU series, P series, and T series mobile CPU.
And then we went to eat dinner with my grandparents.
We were late, and they were all waiting for us.
My father was also there, along with the two guys from yesterday.
So we started eating.
Once again, I said I do not want wine, stop making me drink it.
That guy kept wanting me to take photos with his pink Casio EX-H10 camera.
I don’t care if you drank many glasses of Brandy, or if you are a cop in your country, or if your camera is pink. I am not gay. Don’t touch me. I don’t know who you are. Stop. Touching. Me.
After dinner, J and I sat around the table while the older people do their BS.
I would try to read the subtitles on the TV across the room.
At some point, my father used J as an excuse to go smoke.
And then, we left the table.
After a while, we drove J to the MTR station, and my father back home.
And then I went back to my grandparent’s place. (I stay there.)
And then I wasted almost a whole hour in the shower. I don’t even know how I manage to take that much time in there.
And then, I went to sleep.
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