Year Without A Summer 無夏之年 Berkelana

It sounded a little bit hard sale with the title and yes,(!) I want you to watch this movie. Year Without A Summer by Tan Chui Mui, a local independent director, currently mon patron :)

The film traveled to many places, overseas, first in Pusan, Rotterdam, Australia, US, all the continents, and now it's back to its homeland - Malaysia! I wish I was a film, or a tape, gets to travel everywhere!

It will be screened in TGV KLCC from 24th - 30th April 2011, followed by peninsular tour in major cities : Penang, JB and Kemaman Terengganu, the location nearest to the set of the film. I get to travel too this time! 

This image was the design of the film postcard. I like it very much, 

so does some postcrosser who vote it as their favourite postcard.

I first watch this film in the cinema was during my working trip to International Film Festival of Rotterdam. 

Working on the subtitles, I have actually viewed this film for many times, in the PC of course. However, the experience in the cinema was a total difference, with a better sound and image (persuading..). Azam is one of the main character in the film who keeps running away from the current and real life. It resembles a period in my working life, which I experienced few months back, while at the same time, looking at some points of my life, I do the same as Azam. I think many people tend to run away when problem comes right into the face. The realization of myself running and chasing my tail has helped me live better, at least I wake up and head to work in a happier and lighter mood.

Attention : this is an arty film, poetic, slow but meaningful (to me, as it mirrors my life). So, be prepared for a different cinematic experience.

Get the ticket and watch it! Oh ya, good news to students! It will be a free movie pass if you flash your valid student card at the counter in respective mentioned cinemas. Student reservation could be made by sending an email with the subject of ' YWS Student Screening ' to :  winniechiangwn@gmail.com. Details to be included in the email are : date of screening, name, contact no and email.

Enough of the publicity.
My swimming time.

Have a great weekend!
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詩情畫意

太久沒有這樣靜靜坐著半天，無需説話，無需太多思考。
在月樹，可以呆上半天，聼著不同國籍的音樂，喝香濃咖啡，吃好吃的蛋糕。
最近的生活方式很是極端，要不是工作到夠夠力，就是運動到半夜三四點。
想說好好的抒發疲憊，卻是更疲憊，還在工作與玩樂閒拉扯。
念頭不停浮現還沒完成的工作，卻因為腦子裝滿了假日不該工作的概念，
許多郵件也不回復了。有時候，這樣做會是個災難。
花了一些時間細讀別人的文字，品嘗別人的生活，有種穿越時空的感覺。

曾經想帶他來月樹吃提拉米囌，卻太晚，打烊了。
現在剩下我、老闆，和兩位怪伯伯，在這鬧市的一塊寧靜中。
伯伯說我和咖啡很詩情畫意，想請我喝咖啡。
百般拒絕，老闆幫口，蛋糕咖啡自付。
還真是有點擔心老闆呢。

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Car In The Pocket

These are not my 1st scratches. Poor Vios. Poor Mom. I hope she scolds me. That would make me feel better. But the car will remain like this until it's sold out or I spend money to repaint it. I am losing confidence of my driving skill. I used to drive very well. Now, I hit the tree, I bang into divider, I can't park in the box. Is there any problem with my sight or my balancing? Maybe I should get a thorough body check up. Or maybe I should rest more and work less. I work for nothing? I am not so sure about it.  Yesterday, I was wanting to meet a person to pass him the book at Sin Chew Jit Po, I got stuck in the long long traffic jam. I am forced to/ I chose to park my car at the road side and walked there which took me less than 3 minutes. It felt like I was small and fast. I was very happy and laughed in my heart those people got stuck in the car. I finished my business and I headed back to the car, which was another 2 minutes. Back and forth 4 minutes. I saw the same car, still, at its original position. Poor thing. Poor me. Poor my Vios. I can't move it. My ego told me I should walk back home. So I left my car by the roadside and headed home in the notorious section 17 because I couldn't get anyone to pick me up. One of my housemate who didn't pick up my phone scolded me nicely and threatened not to talk to me for one week if I would do this again.If I was the one who brought the car, would I leave it there? I walked back with my sweat and the feeling of guilt. How would my mum reacts when she know this? I've been living too well, isn't it? See pictures my newest 'artistic lines' for the car, which I am not really proud of. I should not be in the arty industry. Let me know if you have any cheap way to cure these lines before my mum decides to buy a 1970 car for me. Thanks in advance. Oh ya people, do watch Flower In The Pocket, I like it very much and I think you should not miss it. Take care.

Safe and Sound Day

I think I need an iPhone. No, I WANT an iPhone.
Having this thought by the yellow dock at university lake-one of my favourite spot-, with my pink book 'Kitchen', half-read, laying before my red mobile phone. The distinguish colours of things and me might easily be spotted on Google earth. I missed my sport shoes. If not, I could have run and chased away the fatigue landed so long on the shoulders. It has been a long time since I last sat here. Watching the jogging students, passing-by vehicles, and the shadows of buildings on the surface of water could be interesting, at this moment. At that position, I overlooked TM tower and several malls around. The sky was rather beautiful, and birds flying by in flocks. It was still bright, and I've not experienced this brightness of evening since I started working-I usually stay up late in the office to avoid traffic jam,sky is always dark when I leave office, strangely, I couldn't adapt to the bright sky sometimes when I was off from work-, I took time to indulge myself in the book. I crossed my legs, and folded my legs like I was meditating. In spite in the noise, I was absorbed in the story. I stopped once a while to take a glance at the sky, or at the lake, and continued. When the sky was turning dark, like wearing a jacket slowly, the dark cloud swallowed slowly the white one. It was getting dark, at the same time the buildings were lit up. Little lights scattered like firefly which grew intense when the sky was in total black. The city was never darkened, yet it was lonely. We were so used to lights. Positive and negative emotions melted, and blended with the surroundings. That moment was of a wonderful one.

The urge to share was not put into action.
Sometimes you just think of somebody far away.
Is he doing well in the other side of the world? I wondered.

Had two nightmares in a row and I am safe.
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我們到底怎麽了？

我們到底怎麽了？
這句話在我以百計的速度奔馳在高速公路時蹦出來的，
充斥整輛車，慌神是會有的，打起五百份精神繼續駕車，
roommate昏昏地睡了過去。。。

哦，我們說著多麽不願意回吉隆坡，因爲又要工作了。
唉聲嘆氣的。
沒有工作為五斗米折腰的人兒們，
你們忍耐一下吧，我們只是想深深呼吸。

哈哈。我們談著工作、生活、夢想。
工作似乎把我們壓得扁扁的，我們想著逃離這裡，
卻越來越靠近。
我的夢想長了翅膀，還是腿？
應該像蛇一樣的絲絲蠕走了。
太安靜了。

當初，不是我們選擇了工作嗎？

今天回家回的得早，家人都驚嘆不已。
鞋子坏了，拿去修理，因爲不想浪費，
因爲很好穿，因爲環保，因爲想有修鞋的經驗。
一個小時的時間，靜靜的看著他修理鞋子。
當然我們偶爾聊幾句，有我在怎麽可能完全沒説話。
他很認真，很專心做鞋子，到嘴巴會不自覺地打開。

他說他是印尼人，在馬來西亞長大。
問比較喜歡印尼還是馬來西亞，
他有點含糊，伊伊爾爾。

有位朋友離鄉背井了，
沒有背到男朋友，加油哦！

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