more adventurous

I can't believe I ate two lawn snails for lunch. Although they tasted yummy, I kept thinking of the snails from Flushed Away.

camille's girls

Went to see Camille Vivier's exhibition last Thursday, for the sake of entering the doorprize (AirFrance tickets, among others!), and of course as expected, when we want something too much, we'll only get disappointment.

But the photographs are all beautiful and the hors d'oeuvres are quite tasty, so it's not an entirely horrible evening.

more about Camille Vivier, here

30/12/2005 - just in time

It was raining, so I decided to stay in. I turned on the TV and Before Sunset was on HBO. I've seen it for who knows how many times, I was about to switch to another channel, but a split second before I did, I decided that I want to watch this movie again.

And so I watched it. And as always, that car scene always made me want to cry. I never did, though.

And the things they talked about.

"Memory is a wonderful thing if you don't have to deal with the past."

"You wanna know why I wrote that stupid book?"
"Why?"
"So that you might come to a reading in Paris, and I go walk up to you and ask: 'Where the fuck were you?'"

"But what does it mean the right man? The love of your life? The concept is absurd, the idea that we can only be complete with another person is... EVIL!"

And the ending. Every time, I think about what could possibly happen after that last scene. Celine kept dancing to the Nina Simone song. Jesse kept watching her, showing no intention of leaving..

"Baby, you are gonna miss that plane!"

"I know.."

But a happy ending would ruin everything. They can't be together, they just can't. Maybe they'll spend another night together, but that's it. They had their chance in Vienna, and they blew it. Or rather, fate blew it for them. This second chance is more like a consolation prize, an extra snap in your film roll. There is no future for Jesse and Celine.

How I love sad endings.

pink is not my favorite color...

...and I couldn't care less about flowers
And I hate sitting and waiting
While things could've been more exciting

til death do us part

Yuri, you bastard. How could you abandon your pregnant wife, your son, and your uncle, just to be in the arms of that good for nothing Lara? You may save thousands of lives as a war doctor, but as a man.. I wouldn't even call you a man. Did you think of Tonya when you lie in bed next to Lara? Did you think of your uncle, who is kind enough to take you as his own child when you lost your parents, when you dared move into his house with your mistress? What's the point of marriage, really, when all men (or women) want are women (or men) they can't have.


picture from here

the wedding trip

Two weeks ago was my friend's wedding in Malang. We stopped by Yogya and Blitar along the way. The days are hot and humid, the afternoons are cloudy and sticky. It was the first time I spent approximately more than 3 nights sleeping aboard a perilously fast-moving bus and taking showers in public bathrooms (now that I think of it, it's quite gross). But somehow I managed, and had quite a great time (along with swollen ankles from sitting too much and walking too much at the same time).

Next trip, Surabaya!

ein, zwei, drei!

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