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notes - Before SunriseCELINE
That's why when I'm traveling I kind of force myself not to expect anything from anywhere or anyone. And then, whatever happens is a surprise. The most insignificant thing can become an endless subject of interest, no?
JESSE
Think of it like this. Jump ahead ten, twenty years. Your marriage just doesn't have that same energy anymore. You start to blame your husband. You think of all the guys you've met and all the ones you never pursued and how things might have been different if you'd just picked up with one of them. Well, I'm one of them. You can consider this traveling back in time, to see what you are missing. See, this is really a big favor to both you and your future husband - it's a chance to see how you really haven't missed anything. That I'm just as boring and unmotivated as he is, hopefully more.
JESSE
That's the thing about relationships - people are always saying, "I want to know you, I want to know who you are." But it is so hard for anyone to even know themselves. Who I am is always changing, so how can anyone else share in that?
HOMELESS POET
daydream delusion
limousine eyelash
oh baby with your pretty face
drop a tear in my
wineglass
look at those big eyes on your face
see what you mean to me
sweet cakes and milk shakes
I'm a delusion angel
I'm a fantasy parade
I want you to know what I think
don't want you to guess anymore
you have no idea where I came from
we have no idea where we're going
lodged in life like branches in a river
flowing downstream
caught in the current
I'll carry you you carry me
that's how it could be
don't you know me
don't you know me by now
CELINE
Yeah, it's like seeing yourself from a third-person perspective. I always feel like I'm observing my life instead of living it. At my grandfather's funeral, even though I loved him, it seemed everyone else was mourning and I was too busy observing them; each of them was like a paragraph of a book I might write someday, describing every emotion in detail.
CELINE
There was this famous writer - I don't remember who - who said the ideal relationship was two intense years, with clean breaks, fresh starts, friends for life, something like that. It's like if you knew your relationship had to end in two years, there would be no room for fighting or wasted time. There could be more love and appreciation for one another. It's like, if everyone you met you knew was going to die at midnight, you would be a much more compassionate person. I mean, everyone's going to die, but since no one knows when, there's all the time in the world to be assholes to one another.
CELINE
I mean, I feel this pressure to be a strong and independent icon of womanhood and not have it look like my life is only revolving around some guy, but the love of a man and returning that love means a lot to me. I always make fun of it and stuff, but isn't everything we're doing in life a way to be loved a little more or something?
CELINE
I really believe that if there's any kind of god, he wouldn't be in any one of us - not you, not me - but just this space in between. If there's some magic in this world, it must be in the attempt of understanding someone else, sharing something, even if it's almost impossible to succeed. But who cares - the answer must be in the attempt.
CELINE
So often in my life I've been with people and shared beautiful moments like traveling or staying up all night and watching the sunrise, and I knew it was a special moment, but something was always wrong. I wished I'd been with someone else. I knew that what I was feeling - exactly what was so important to me - they didn't understand. But I'm happy to be with you. You couldn't possibly know why a night like this is so important to my life right now, but it is. I think this is a great morning.
JESSE
I've never been anywhere I haven't been. I've never had a kiss when I wasn't one of the kissers. I've never been to the movies when I wasn't in the audience or gone out bowling when I wasn't around making some stupid joke. I think that's why so many people hate themselves. 无状态身体跑去开学了，心没跟着。
清楚自已所要，而更清楚得到的渺茫性，是谓完全煎熬。而我每一秒都不知道下一秒想要的什么。
如果状态有一百，我现在五十分是煎熬，对不确定的期待和兴奋构成了另一个五十。
听何婕欢喜地说着哥德堡号，我也跟着沉醉。
就在即将停靠那一刻，却沉沉睡去。依稀看到“toitaly对话” 在电脑上闪动，显示着“我查过了，旅店很便宜！”舍不得地醒来，异常失落。
凤凰——龙，涅槃，邓布利多，古镇……
最近实验着一种新型作息：清醒着的午夜睡去，五六个小时后的凌晨醒来；饭饱了的午后睡去，两三个小时后的黄昏醒来。
强烈不推荐！
我喜欢永恒的短暂
化主动为被动的昏暗 所有公允的景观之中 我都不存在 我喜欢邂逅的对白 抹有某部电影的光彩 你要我给的 应该也如此的是这答案 do...yeah... 不要把美好的故事留下来 不去制约被制约没有习惯 我喜欢独白胜过众人的彩排 不要让眼泪成为生活的客串 不去制约被制约等待遗憾 我酷嗜孤独的爱 我酷嗜倔强的爱 What Does Your Name Mean?
拿下斟酌来斟酌去，Waking Life，Romance & Cigarettes，Enigma，Finding Neverland 被忍痛割爱。
威海路茂名路这家小碟店成为我新的乐园，DVD的质量很有保证，不似西康路有时会买到次货。
可心里却还总惦记着2046，到现在都没光顾过！  新天地在浦东国际机场的停车场，闻到再熟悉不过的汽油味——没错，我回上海了！
回到家当天下午去申请宽带移机，戴眼镜的小男生传授我一个旁门左道，自个儿把线剪断然后把电脑搬到隔壁房间再打电话报修。说这样既省了60元移机费，还能早一两个礼拜解决。忽悠这种事我没天赋，但还是谢了他。回家仍是不放心，把插座盖拆下来研究，发现就是几根电路线绕起来嘛。我把电脑搬到目的地房，按照原样接好包好，拨下112报修。第二天小师傅来了，我一本正经地说上网问题被我自己搞定了，但是线太短，您帮忙帮我接跟长点儿的吧。他居然问我你的宽带是在这间房的么，呵呵，被揭穿了。他帮我接了跟长线，还装了升级版ADSL。哈，有惊无险。
第三天上午家具到了，摆好后我这小房几乎没什么空间了，可怜哦。下午把衣服导入新衣橱，扑扑满。终于可以看电视和玩电脑同时进行了，彻底解放。同样的房间，环境却大不同了。没想到，我却还是那个我，一睡便着。
今天把这几年来未见阳光的杂物们整理好搬到新空间，让他们见见光，吸吸氧。不过要说最开心的，当然就是扔东西，太爽了。但我的大堆书和碟，到现在还没找到容身之处，任重道远啊。
一切按部就班地进行，顺顺利利，妥妥当当。
感受着家的气息，熟悉的陌生气息。家，爱死你了。
（十一和春节的旅行计划小有眉目。我今年，我今年昏忒了。） Days of Being Wild看景不听景
看景不如听景。这是在阳朔的时候，阿飞姐说的。
听人说景往往心驰神往，景在眼前却也不过尔尔。很多时候都有这种体会不是吗。
而这一回，从冒出出走的念头，到同伴、机票、旅馆都搞定，只用了三天时间。习惯性地到携程找攻略，却没有什么性子阅读。
就像看电影，只要品位相近的人说“好！”，就不必追究细枝末节，去看就是了。去旅行也是同一个道理。
留住这刹那
Stella相信，每一张照片都能留住捕手在那一刹那的情感。
而每一刹那的唯一，证明世界上没有两张相同的照片。拍照片，太需要缘分了。
我想到廊桥遗梦中，罗伯特·金凯专注而坚毅的神情。留下了廊桥刹那，却救不了爱人永恒。
懒人也自虐
走在不曾走过的路，人亦仿佛换了一个人。我的懒闻名遐迩，却偏偏爱自找苦吃自给自足自立更生。
以自虐的方式行走，恨不得把那个单肩包扔掉大步向前冲。走路的原因在于不愿错过，走路的意义在于不会错过。时间没有被浪费，而是被珍惜在每一个脚步里了。
懒归懒，路还是喜欢一步步地去走。浙江路、广西路、恒山路、福山路、鱼山路、香港中路、钟楼北路、人民路、长春路、民生路……太多太多。
与旋律共骑
骑脚踏车手也会酸，是真的。双人尚且如此，三人更是。
不管踏板好不好踩，我们一起和着邓丽君的歌、蔬果村的歌，幸福得象舞动的花儿一样。歌声飘散在海风中，洒落在心底里。
唱歌吧，就像没有人聆听一样。骑车吧，就像没有红绿灯一样。
卦不完明星
明星是老百姓专为茶余饭后无聊间隙创造的绝佳是非对象。
你说Pier是完美男友，我说吴彦祖是纵向很多横向唯一的那种“花”；你说佘诗曼最重心机，我说范冰冰坍足范家门的台；你说你对Tim Wu一见钟情，我说君君就是够腔调自恋；你说斯嘉丽·约翰逊和那个谁不配，我说瑞茜·薇瑟斯彭嫁了个高枕无忧；你说阿信的女儿真真是可爱，我说他看上去貌似四十多岁；你说Will Smith是卖相很好的黑人，我说Kevin Spacey其实也曾有过英俊的岁月；你说周杰伦是吃完可比克后便能笑着看他进垃圾桶，我说蔡依林和他堪称绝配……
失衡中平衡
Cat是朋友中唯一和我平分秋色的聊天者。除了和她一起，大部分的时候我都是在失衡中寻求平衡点。
Stella也不例外，爱抢我的话题洋洋洒洒说开去，完了猛然问道：“你刚说什么？”
于是我就笑着看她飞驰在自己思维的往返途上，自己却偷着乐。因我知道这是酒逢知己后的必然。
喜爱这效果，虽然这位听众控制不住自己的舌头，却始终愿意奉献她的耳朵，倾听我的声音。
勿要顾虑，想扯多远就扯多远。因为我会随着你开心地走，并且牢记回去的路。
胆大后妄为
我的胆子向来不小，好奇心会使我忘记什么时候该害怕。
一直觉得朋友是没有分网友和非网友的。但是，和素未谋面的朋友一见见到山东去。想想还是不寻常的，毕竟凭的仅仅是对人对己的信任。姐姐也讶异，怎么我的朋友我自己倒没见过。
胆子是天生加后天的双重作用。我是这般，Stella也是。自我安慰着住进了门锁不保的地下旅社；跟着一个常驻青岛的沪籍男士在五星级酒店的旋转餐厅喝红茶，还被告知我们的住处属于青岛红灯区一带（酒吧泛滥）；经陌生人介绍住进大连一家家庭旅馆，男主人带着可爱的女儿二月热情细心地招待我们两个外地小朋友……
想想也没什么，但想想也真是有点什么。尤其喜欢看到别人惊异的目光，喜欢听到：“你们胆子真大！”
越夜越美丽
拍不好夜景，因为手势不稳的缘故。所以恰恰腾出了双眼，仔细体味每一处每一刻的夜。
青岛的夜，浑着一股海的味道，未必好闻，却叫人难忘。走在夜深人静的八大关，疏影横斜。浸过海水的我的手，湿湿黏黏的，不似姐姐的那般爽滑。这种真实的感触，在手里，在心里。
大连的夜，错觉般寂静无声。我的大小姐脾气，无故发作在一个出租车司机身上，现在我该改名叫刺猬。回来的那一夜，柯老师和二月为我们送行，握个手，道离别。Stella说这个城市大气，我想到的是一个大家闺秀，沉稳而不失野心。这夜，似并不陌生。
诱惑如何挡
女人啊，最抵不住的诱惑就是Shopping！安份地游荡徘徊于羊肠小道，却也免不了被伊都锦的绿色招牌迷了心窍。
希望我那件……会有它的用武之地，不辜负这惊鸿一瞥的设计。也希望Stella那双鞋的小小缺憾不会影响到它秀出它的型。
听闻Mindy同学也在菲律宾买到了超级合算的Lee和Hush Puppies。果然是同道中人！
我们的故事
失去不觉可惜的朋友数不胜数，记得他们的容貌，却记不得他们的故事。
可谁不是有故事的人呢，只是找不到喜欢听故事的人，或是不愿对有的人说故事罢了。
我们各自有各自的故事，彼此交换，彼此分享。而今我们携手赴下这段旅途，我们便有了——我们共同的故事。
旅行的意义
在于——野小孩找到了她的归宿，而那玩转地球的梦想，又多实现了一步。
下一站，远方。 leaving on a planeEverytime I go away, away from home, I feel closer to it more than ever.
Then I realize how much it means to me and how much I love it.
Depressing, no?
"I'm gonna catch that plane..."
I always thought it would be cool to say so.
And it is.
Wish me luck!
All my bags are packed, I'm ready to go
I'm standing here outside your door I hate to wake you up to say goodbye But the dawn is breaking, it's early morn' The taxi's waiting, he's blowing his horn Already I'm so lonesome I could die So kiss me and smile for me Oh kiss me and smile for me Tell me that you'll wait for me Hold me like you'll never let me go 'Cause I'm leaving on a jet plane I'm leaving on a jet plane I don't know when I'll be back again Oh babe, I hate to go leaving on a jet plane There's so many times I've let you down
So many times I've played around I tell you now, they don't mean a thing Every place I go I think of you Every song I sing I'll sing for you When I come back, I'll wear your wedding ring Now the time has come to leave you One more time, oh let me kiss you And close your eyes and I'll be on my way Dream about the days to come When I won't have to leave alone About the times that I won't have to say Once again I watched BSr&Ss.
Nothing ever changes. 二○○六匈牙利的一场雨我的F1观赛史上最乱中有序跌宕起伏悲喜交加诡异无比的战役！
看排位已经一肚子葫芦了，不过想想MSC和ALO都被挤到后头说不定才更有看头呢。没想到啊，这看头可不是一点点。
先是看到M和A没几圈功夫就突出重围杀到前线，颇为兴奋。但眼见BS轮胎的缺陷一点点暴露，M连续被后车追上并甩开，我也放弃寄希望于Ferrari了。想着Kimi这回能交好运了，偏偏让他来了个离谱的“驾驭”，心头立即涌出一阵失落。接着A越战越勇，唯独BUT可以对其形成威胁。但不久M连续作出最快圈速，使我又恢复到迎战状态。第二次进站，M不换干胎也罢，居然连胎都不换。B也同样没换，而A换了干胎。一丝曙光已然出现，接着，令Lee同学伤心欲绝的一幕发生，A退赛。慢镜显示是换胎时螺栓没上紧，雷诺……我控制不住自己愉悦的心情，跟Lee得意地说“阿隆索总算也有今天”。没想到，A毕竟是A，总是能逢凶化吉，M的轮胎在疯狂死守的操控下没能挺住，也黯然离场了。至此，M始终亦步亦趋追随着ALO的厄运，从排位成绩被罚两秒，到大好形势下甘于奉献。我不明白了，F为什么不在最后为M换胎，那样至少也会有个不错的积分。难道换胎次数是有限制的么？还是M性格使然，不搏不精彩？混战中，B不声不响地拿了人生首个F1分站冠军，还是值得庆贺一下的。旺盛的妖气一直延续到比赛之后，KUB车重不合格，M意外进账一分，而F又徒增两分，差距进一步缩小。对余下的场次，怕，并期待着。
真的要好好感谢这场比赛，让我这个懵懂的新车迷见识了湿漉漉的F1是怎么个比法，知道了全雨胎和半雨胎长得啥么样。
最后附上这篇匈牙利证明的几件事，有趣的总结性发言，说到我心坎儿里了都——
P.S. 经过那最后几圈偏执般的阻挡，本人更欣赏M了。宁为玉碎，不为瓦全！
P.P.S. 这场比赛到目前为止看了三遍，第一遍是摒不住，谁让SMG不直播。我一边看是一边骂，哭笑不得又欲哭无泪，C5那俩家伙真够好意思的，应了一句“无知者无畏”啊。第二遍如愿以偿听到了兵虾亲切而熟悉的声音，暗自庆幸“我们这里还有虾……”。第三遍温故而知新，以看笑话的心态接受了C5的再次摧残。 GirlA girl is the world See it's her, it's her A mind so complex Won't you see it's her, it's her A girl is a verb See it's her, it's her A girl is a verb 杂念不论什么，变得繁复了，便不再有美感。
就像人心，在成长与成熟中，渐失那份美丽。
一个同年同月同日生的朋友告诉我说，她吃硬不吃软。
我呢，要么吃软不吃硬，要么软硬都不吃。
不再记得儿时的自己成天思考些什么。
犟脾气，却一直伴随左右。 自认喜怒不形于色，一贯遵循折衷主义。
偏偏被越来越多的人扣上心直口快的帽子。
使自己被别人了解，需要多久的时间，和多大的智慧。
始终相信自己会特立独行，过一种非正常人的生活。
是一种灼热的欲望，和一种强烈的预感。
对着镜子，我也会吃惊。
越来越看不清也抓不住真正的自己。
而梦想，却一天比一天清晰而坚定。
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