Sometimes you've gotta roll the hard six.

Sunday, August 10, 2008

Frakkin' Tired [10AUG08, Day 236]

Whatever is happening here is getting really weird. I sense you are taking a direction which you wish not me to know.

Didn't have much sleep last night. Stayed up too late writing for my phone bills. Heading back to the camp. No more phone calls for you in a day. Then two days, three, four... if that's what you desire, you can have it. Just shoot.

Forgive me if I seem repeating myself.
--Eslite Xin-yi Store.

Friday, August 8, 2008

Frakkin' Hangover [08AUG08, Day 234]

沒醉沒醉,醒著呢。最近打的簡訊都有奇怪的斷句,也許詩人和痛苦總是在暗裡相依取暖,沒人看見罷了。

大老遠來台中買醉;
大費周章,所為何來,理不清。

也許就圖幾個鐘點的抽離?
從眷戀抽離,從台北抽離。

我要從妳抽離,妳又從她抽離,
結果誰也饒不了誰,就這樣
我拽妳,她拽我的,看誰先倒下,就
抽離。

深呼吸,吐,聽見提琴和鋼琴
嗡嗡的共鳴;
就是它了…。

小女生,12天以後再見。

記得放寬心,再寬一點,
大學很大的,大一最重要的功課是探索。

台北也許不值得妳這樣執著。

不過那是妳的選擇,圓夢才是救贖。偏執如你我,註定一輩子折磨。(未完)

Thursday, August 7, 2008

Frakkin' Big Day - The Video [07AUG08, Day 233]


Let's appreciate the irony. (Glass is a total genius.)

Wednesday, August 6, 2008

Frakkin' Big Day [06AUG08, Day 232]

台北下班了,
一天的結束不曾像今天清爽;
烏雲全給百哩外的颱風讓了路,
清出一頭頂的清澈,
晚霞綴以幾抹紅妝,無限美好。

深呼吸,我在吐氣,
慢,預演擁抱,無視眼前的錯覺。

Friday, August 1, 2008

Frakkin' Glass [01AUG08, Day 227]

"Before we get started, I'd like you to meet Philip Glass..."

Wish I could be sitting in a classroom to hear that in person, watching Glass walking in to talk about, well, cinema scores, maybe?

I don't know what happened. A while ago, I had this funny panic where I actually uttered. Mouth and brain were in all of a sudden disconnected because the control station, the mind, had been, what, struck by nukes perhaps? EMP, maybe?

Where the frak did that nuke come from? There's no nuke around...

Frakkin' Dare to Dream [01AUG08, Day 227]

Hey, you! That girl, who wants to feel the music flowing out her finger tips. Listen to what teacher Bryan says. He wrote one of your favorite piece Endless Horizon.

Frakkin' Love Song [01AUG08, Day 227]

This is, kind of my favorite bye-bye song. It just fits into an end of a concert, or something. I'm not saying goodbye, far from it. So don't get me wrong. Just showing pieces that makes me who I am, how I got here, my story.

It's a bitch song to play though. The triple meter was a frakkin' bitch to play. I could never get it right then, but, trust me, I will, someday soon.