My room is half empty by now, and my desk is full of books bc, ever since my ex-roomie moved the bookshelf, i've been too lazy to pack the books... hahah
Today was furniture day: we got bookshelves, closet, shoe rack, wooden chair and a desk. The last three items were FREE!!! We found them either lying around outside our apartment or sitting in the huge trash bin... yeah it felt pretty ghetto digging furniture out of trash hahah x]
But unexpectedly, that feeling of digging through the trash gave me a glimpse of what it feels like to be homeless. It reminded me of this excerpt i read from a chinese book just now:“如果心理上仍存著「安慰」、「幫助」對方的高姿態，而不能放低身段仰望他們的苦難，所有的美意，只會是食之無味的雞肋而已。”
It roughly translates to: "If your hold in your heart the sanctimonious sentiments of 「comforting」and「helping (other)」, and you are unable to lower your status and look upon their sufferings, then all your good intentions will only become futile efforts. (Although Google Translate makes a hilarious attempt to decipher that excerpt: "If still a psychological "comfort", "help" each other's high-profile, and can not figure looking down their suffering, all the good intentions, will be of little value tasteless only")
Anyways, I was reminded of how hard it is to help people. It's not simply giving giving them what they need. It's not simply going to them with an air of "something makes me superior than you, and thus i understand you and i can help you". Too often I fall into that prideful trap and end up hurting the person I try to help :[ Ayiah Humilty it's just hard to learn....
Gosh i digressed enough for today hahah Sleeeep timeeee
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