海口的大排档好像脏乱几倍的新加坡hawkercenter,但是我看到大圆桌,塑料椅,吊扇,和铁皮屋檐下生长的树还是感觉很亲切。南洋人,不论新加坡还是海口,男的都跨栏儿背心,或者赤膊,松垮的裤子,拖拉着拖鞋走路,很有种热带市井感。

黄锐很感慨地说,中国最好玩的是你可以抓住机会塑造、改变历史。Sharon此时显得像个傻帽trophie wife,接茬说一个八竿子打不着的话题:我家小孩到底是在北京还是香港读书呢要不要送走呢很纠结。和她要同房3夜,哎。

why is it so fucking difficult!?!?

Roger Ebert

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artistandstudio:

Frida Kahlo, self-portrait, 1922, (age 15)

moments of virginia woolf melancholia comes every so often so i put on hazy music by the raveonettes

julia said she feels like she’s skating through life and there’s no way to brake. i told her that i feel like there’s some force pushing me forward and i can’t feel myself anymore, like i’m sitting on a buoy floating down a flowing river. julia told me that sophie thinks that her last three years in beijing were the same. always being pushed foward, somewhere, somehow. 

the past week we were on break and we agreed that we felt like we were floating. floating through the hours and the days. different characters we’ve met floating through my mind. she said that we’ll draw up a life map soon in our living room, with a bottle of wine, maybe with a candle for atmosphere.

beijing on new year’s eve

standing in the middle of the street with nick and julia watching the fireworks rise up one after another after another, imagining the perfect car ride through the streets of this city at her most beautiful moment, and shouting, i love this city - something i so rarely say

Nick just exclaimed in his sleep, holy shit Wanwan! You’re crazy!
Gotta ask him what he dreamt of.

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I hate the obviously expository dialogues in films when you know the character is clearly explaining stuff purely for the audience’s convenience. Like early in the film Last Ride we re wondering what’s the relationship between the man, the woman, and the boy, and then the boy conveniently asks the woman to tell the story of how she and the man met and then we learn everything.

i promise you that change is coming soon and the heavy mass in your head will dissolve and surfaces will declutter and walls will be a clean icy white. 

i feel something clawing on me from inside. i pick up and put down the phone several times but a phone call and a dinner date is not going to help with anything. i rarely feel the need for company, and when i do i’m ashamed of being weak.

坐在42路最后面,过了阜成门,冬日清澈凛冽的阳光透过街边的建筑物和枯树,忽闪忽闪光影交错地斜插进空荡荡的车厢里。车前行,万花筒光影从车头到车尾唰唰地流转,我好像也穿越了什么时光隧道,回到了一个属于自行车、棉袄和胡同,却不曾属于过我的老北京。

some things i want for the new year:

be a bigger person, especially toward my family

read and watch movies and learn

exercise more regularly

write more on tumblr

figure out how to get someone to help me buy retina macbook

ok these sound so vague and stupid except the last one. maybe i’ll just try to make someone help me accomplish the last one.