Last night, I decided to be a little aggressive and try to build a bridge to my father’s political view. We had a weighty conversation by late hours. Since I have a zero points in politics, I just sat quietly and be a good listener and tried to answer when he threw some questions.
In the same time, I had a viciously witty messenger chat with friends which quite impossible not to laugh at. Yeah we could talk boring things in an interesting way… more like unleashing our 12-year-old-wild-imaginary-brain.
Even before I jumped in both conversations, my eyes were already in critical state. My eyes run back and forth. Paid a glimpse at my dad as a response to his political lecture and hastily run back to computer screen. The scenes were repeatedly being played for several times and thanks to my 12-year-old-wild-imaginary-brain buddies that kept my eyes ON each time my eyes almost turned OFF.
My eyes went like this *ON OFF ON OFF ON OFF*~
