Seldom do I spend the Saturday nights at home. Tonight was an exceptional one.

And it's this exceptional night. I caught the right time of the program "Pavarotti - the last tenor". Well, I am not a big fan of tenor. Just as I remember my favorite idol Sarah Brightman once had a nice dual with him, I do find him attractive to certain extent. And the program was a very detailed recount of his whole life, from his very ordinary childhood following his dad, who was a bakery, to his second marriage, of which he encountered much Italian's sarcasm. Just like the narratives of most famous people, there were some ups and downs in Pavarotti's life. I feel too sick of the expected climax  about how one works very hard and eventually he/she becomes successful. But this time, I was pretty much impressed by the way that Pavarotti spoke and performed. I found him conveying messages from his very own characteristic point of view. It's always humorous but powerful. Though Italian was all Greek to me, I could really feel the enthusiasm of his voice towards life.

I also have great enthusiasm towards life. Especially after graduation from University, I always wanna work out my own life. I don't mean I wanna pursue the leading life like Pavarotti. I want my own life, with the pursuit of my own interests, my love and my harmonic family. But as you really start to work it out, the reality stories are then coming after...

I am so happy to meet my old uni-mates...

So so so happy...