Born in the wrong era? No. There is no wrong era.

language is fascinating.
when u see two foreigners conversing casually in their native language.
heck.
when u see anybody conversing in their native language.
heck.
when u see anybody conversing.
is always very cool. at least to me la.

sometimes is the allure of the mysterious foreign tongue.
sometimes is just the proficiency of others in their native tongue.
sometimes is just how two people can form a connection of thoughts by words.

isn't it cool. these words that i'm using are utilised to get an idea across.
on their own they mean little, but string them together intelligently...skillfully...and....voila! meaning! emotion! elegance!
not just written word. spoken word also. the whole concept of language is just awesome la. to learn a new language and to be able to get others to understand what you're saying is a real thrill. a joy.
like the last time in jepun at that glassware store in kyoto.
i remember mom asked me to ask the owner some questions about a particular piece.
waha! he understood what i said and i understood what he said! CONNECTION!

of course. there is that level that surpasses language.
when you know a person well enough such that you can tell what he's thinking about even without words.
or when your thoughts are so attuned to his such that you know what he'll say next in a conversation.
it's wonderful when two people can connect like that.

ok. i wanna learn more languages.
hopefully is real one la. maybe in army i got chance to get better at japanese...
that'll be cool!

ah. but for now. sleep.