Reality or Fiction?

Do you like your memories to be based on reality or fiction? What is a fictional memory? A fake memory? Well, it doesn't matter. It's the feeling that matters! Either way, memories are connected to emotions. It's about what we can take from the past to the present and into the future. And sometimes fiction can become reality!

This little short film got me thinking and besides that, it's beautifully shot and contains great acting. Credits to Phillip Wang and Wesley Chan of WongFuProductions and Chris Dinh and Mimi Chao as the leading roles.

Jumping into cold water

- “It’s like swimming in sweet water and screaming “I’m thirsty!” -

Since. The word I like my reminiscence to begin with. It’s drifting. Down an alley. My memory lane is on the back. Around the corner. Where was I? Lost! My thought is on an island, surrounded by pirates. Tossing and turning. The waves are high while the storm runs low. Whales are fine, while sharks mean fin. No end in sight. Horizon’s just a line in the wind. Jump or fly. I choose to swim. There’s no point of having just one right wing. Lightning. Strikes on my left. Leaving me paralyzed. Bull’s eye. Never has a treasure marked an X. Put me on a map. And you’ll see Y comes before Z. Sleep needs no reason. Sleep just needs to rest. I found the track to the train of my thoughts. That’s why I’ll come back with more rainy days on my board.

Seems like an endless night

- “Light is the brightest, when the night is the darkest.” -

I hope it’s going to be daylight soon. For too long I’ve been wandering in the darkness of the night. Deprived of light. I might just fall back to sleep. I’m tired. Sigh. This dilemma. Why? Stupid insomnia. Nice. Merciful sky. It’s my first dawn in months. What a bunch. White clouds are blushing by a wink of the sun. I push the curtains to the left so it can shine in right. My chocolate side. Though I like to bath in vanilla twilight and highlight my fairy, pale skin. The reason why I look like a fairy tale prince. A mirror. I brush my teeth as I try not to grin. Because my eyes look like they are on diet. Very thin.

Bursting Bubbles

I've been a sucker for crafty, well-put, beautiful lyrics that just leave me at awe, no matter how far-fetched they are. Every witty word that just fit in its gap like sugar in your tooth, just puts a sweet smile on my face. ;-)

Well, talking about smile. Someone was once asking me if there are different types of smiles. Well, yeah. There are different types of smiles. There's the sweet smile, the weird smile, the funny smile, the happy smile, the fake smile, the awkward smile, the shy smile, the cute smile, the hot smile, the handsome smile, the pretty smile, the big smile, the little smile, the shiny smile, the sexy smile, the heart-warming smile, the unique smile and then there's her smile. The smile of my girlfriend. The most wonderful smile in the world. ^_^

It's dark outside. The wind is blowing and it's freezing. Why I'm telling you this? Because I'm thinking of a sneezing snowman right now. It don't makes sense, I know. A snowman can't sneeze. [dotdotdot] -.-'

...to be randomly continued