500 Days Of Summer and Going to Be Autumn

Meet Zooey Deschanel. Main Actress for the movie: 500 Days Of Summer.

Meet Joseph Gordon-Levitt, playing the main protagonist in this movie.

Reappearance of Joseph Gordon-Levitt in the movie"Inception". Really didn't expect him to reappear in the screen this way.

Anyway, this is the poster for 500 Days Of Summer.

Thumbs up for the review. Really is a different story about love, unlike those commercialize romantic comedies.

And if only one thing had happened differently,
if that shoelace hadn't broken,
or that delivery truck had moved moments earlier,
or that package had been wrapped and ready , because the girl hadn't broken up with her boyfriend,
or that man had set his alarm and got up five minutes earlier,
or that taxi driver hadn't stopped for a cup of coffee,
or that woman had remembered her coat and had gotten into an earlier cab,
Daisy and her friend would have crossed the street.
And the taxi would have driven by.
But life being what it is,
a series of intersecting lives and incidents,
out of anyone's control,
that taxi did not go by,
and that driver was momentarily distracted.
And that taxi hit Daisy.


You could be mad as a mad dogat the way things went.
You can swear and curse the fates...
But when it comes to the end...
You have to let go.


For what it's worth,it's never to late,or in my case,too early,to be whoever you want to be.
There is no time limit,start whenever you want.
You can change or stay the same.
There are no rules to this thing.
We can make the best or the worst of it.
I hope you make the best of it.
And I hope you see things that startle you.
I hope you feel things you never felt before.
I hope you meet people with a different point of view.
I hope you live a life you're proud of.
If you find that you're not,
I hope you have the strenght to start all over again.


Goodnight，Daisy。

Goodnight，Benjamin。

Shout~楊培安:我相信

(Electronic guitar raging)

(Drum beats thundering)

(Human voice echoing)

Courtesy Of Mashed Potato

Seriously, the title has nothing to do with the content of this blog post.

Here I am, sliding my eyeballs left to right and blink my eyelids once every moment whenever I feel like it with an over-riped apple sitting quietly ( I can sense his anger of not eating him and attempt to gain my attention by fermenting a fragrant over-riped apple scent in the air, not unpleasant anyway compared to human-odored clothes and experience of throwing plastic bag stuffed full of black blossomed banana skins and half filled Maggi cups with seasoning and oil droplets flapping on the surface of the mixture) by my desk.He's obedient, never quack a complain, just squat silently with his buttock literally touch the desk surface and gleam with a healthy red+yellow+brown reflection.

Tranquil.

I may dump all my papers and notes into a few piles, imagining soldiers in WWII seeking for strategic ground both for hiding and counter the attack; I may throw plastics bags upside down and try to float them in the air, as if parachutes from the reinforcement team; I may fold my clothes not-so-neatly and arrange them from light to dark and turn it over and over again in my wardrobe; I may refill my stainless steel cup with RO water from the machine and stir it together with the leftovers of cereal (as I just drank my Quacker's Cereal) and down it gulp...

Yes, I may.

Now I am typing blocks of words and arrange them in such a sequence that they possess meanings and give messages to the readers yet at the same time doesn't confuse the readers for words are brilliantly and individually outstanding and they interlink when comes to presentation of a massive project to the audience as in the receivers. Don't get in?

Words are important. Especially to your presumably attentive listeners.

Anyway, the one and only audience is my beloved lecturer. And I haven't start my revision YET.

I am mashed.

听/看/写

没有理由一直重复听同一首歌。


毕竟路还是要走，视线还是要往前放。


K想。


这是他坐在17寸宽的电脑荧幕前观看Roman Polanski最新的影片：The Ghost Writer的结尾时弹出来的感想。


不得不把漫画里对话框泡泡放入这里吧。


影片里影子作家在把一张写有前首相夫人秘密的纸条递给本人后，远远cheers了前首相夫人，抱起600多页的草稿步出酒店。


然后他就被撞了，早已等候多时的汽车看到他后加速。


观众听见汽车离去，听见汽车撞人。


草稿飞满地。


结尾。


（警察：这次真严重...)


K渺茫。事情像流沙从沙漏的一端缓缓地漏到另一端，但却无力把它倒转过来。


难道沙漏尽后，等待K的是永无句点的肃静？


K无法打开抽屉翻开排列整齐的机密文件然后一一打开阅读，培养如同偷看裸体女人浴澡的雅兴。


更不是两人共懒在同一个浴缸里,泡泡浸到肩膀上，两人面对面躺着，双脚各交叉在对方的颈，时而抚摸，时而吹泡泡。


浪漫是培养的，是慢慢生出来的。


人的思想还真简单。有时。


只要像做数学方程式一样一个步骤一个步骤慢慢地嗅，通常会得到自己期望的结果。


通常。


K擦了擦油光光的脸孔，随手关闭了日本AV女优网站。质量越来越差了，K笑，可能无聊的点子已经被前辈用完了吧。


时间是凌晨3点59分。


太阳公公，等下见。


K的滑鼠图标停留在Shutdown的Button。


早安。
Cheers darlin'，影子作家说。

What Happen To The Rational Part Of My Brain

I am staring intensely at this beautiful scenery with busted full of serenity and tenderness.


The subject I am looking at is a mother cat breastfeeding her little kitten,both of them lazing on the abandoned sofa, ground floor of my dorm, 5 minutes to strike 7pm, sunlight gasping faintly with tiredness of a work-loaded day.


The kitten chew and bit his mother's tits and trying to suck fluid out of her mother's breast.


Furs smoothly combed to 1 side,the kitten inherited brownish tiger stripes from his mother.


I do wonder when the subject grow 2 hands and walk with backbone upright and with clothes on, what's the reaction from the public.


I squat down and duckwalk towards them,slowly, not to interrupt the calmness which is floating freely in the atmosphere.


The mother cat seems to enjoy the breastsucking.


She close her eyes and lay down on her front legs, while the kitten rolls as he drink and successfully hold his mother's tits with his tiny paws.


Almost the same response from a human baby.


His almond eyes reflects his hunger and dependence on her mother kindness.


Night is the time to herd the sheep back,
I assumed.

Announcement Here By The Penge-blog

1. I am thinking of separating the movie reviews out of this blog.

2. I am considering the option of introducing music in a new blog.

3. I am weighting the choice of writing book comments in a different blog.

4. I am flipping the pages of the alternatives on revealing my life experience in this blog.

5. I am looking for the time trail as I had maimed it in order to cope with my hectic lifestyle.

6. I am contradicting myself by stating here that I am busing with minor matters.

7. I am conjuring an image of my personality to the public by exposing my inner part of my mind here if they are what they are presented.

8. I am hi-bye.

Hi, bye.