500 days of summer
(Tom, telling Summer off by angrily expressing how there's no such thing as true love)
Summer: You weren't wrong, Tom. You were just wrong about me.
(Tom, telling Summer off by angrily expressing how there's no such thing as true love)
"Departures" is a beautifully crafted film.
I've probably watched this video about...30 times. wormball and I can "sing" this song now...although it gets complicated after the hermione bit.
I never got into the books - just didn't get around to reading them, frankly, but I'm now officially jumping on the literary bandwagon (about 10 years too late...and I think the bandwagon has morphed into something else...related to vampire romances, I think - and crappy writing...). we didn't have a tv in HK, so all we did was read when we got home at night. harry potter and the prisoner of azkaban just happened to be around, and so I thought I would give it shot...a chapter in, and I was ready to surrender to rowling's magical universe. it's a great feeling to be able to be engulfed in a parallel world of wizards, spells, and flying broomsticks without losing greater themes of good vs. evil, redemption, and growing up. the books so far have made me feel like a kid again (well, a nerdy kid) - despite the potential for nightmares.
this was in Mei Foo before studying at the library - btw, the grand total of our food that morning (there's also a glass of soy milk you don't see) to $46HKD.




I am back home and recently showered in a bathroom that was neither questionably clean/lacking shower curtains. hooray!
here are some of the lovely folks iris and I have befriended over the last little while:
complaints:
one of the things my dad really wanted to do with us is take the tram up to hong kong's peak. this is probably one of the biggest tourist attractions in the city, and so you can imagine how busy it was on a given saturday. Ah yes - the feeling of being pushed and shoved to the point that you're not even bothered anymore - that is the essence of visiting a tourist attraction here (and pretty much everywhere else, actually).
I've had the fortune of visiting both Montreal and Hong Kong this year...both places where I've grown up. The funny thing is, they are DRASTICALLY different. Montreal is uber laid-back - most of my time was spent on patios with friends, having a beer, strolling around the old port, leisurely spending time. People are happy to spend their paycheques and splurge on good wine and good food - so even if you're not financially..."abundant", you still live a semi-luxurious life.
We don't have a huge family here, and the folks we are closest to are on my dad's side of the family. here are a few of them (these descriptors have been written by my sister):
Greetings from humidity central!