竹板凳的漁瘟

It is so hard to stop thinking about you.
I think I have realized that I will never get you back.
You will never love me like you did before.
So I'll do just that.

Just let me miss you one last time.

There are so many things that I miss about you, I don't even know how to start.

I miss seeing your face first thing in the morning.

I miss those times we just opened our eyes and simply look at each other with a smile for a long long time.

I miss you singing good morning, good morning, it’s great to stay up late next to my ears when we didn’t stay up at all.

I miss the times you stayed in bed all day just listen to the rain and watched TV.

I miss those times we just talk when we wake up, the talks that made us understand each other more than anyone else.

I miss the times you flip on top of me and say you love me.

I miss when I made you laugh at the smallest things. An impression or some silly joke, though I am not very good at it.

I miss your innocent smile, as bright as your nick name, makes me forget about my worries, the smile that I fell in love with by first sight.

I miss those four tiny wrinkles on your nose when you smile, just like that song “what a wonderful day”.

I miss the way you say “I don’t have wrinkles on my nose!!”

I miss your nose, I used to bite it. You used to say it’s big, but it is not big at all.

I miss your soft lips, the first set of lips I kissed. They are red like peach blossom on their own, the sexiest feature on your face.

I miss your tongue, soft yet firm, warm and moist like the beach in Taiwan. You make it touch your chin just to make me smile.

I miss your chin. it has a life of its own.

I miss playing with your ears, and hearing you say “No sloppy ear!”

I miss your soft dark brown hair, which is not black. When it was very long I used to sleep on it and hurt you by accident. I love playing with your hair and see you close your eyes to enjoy my touch with a big big smile, making meow meow noises. When we first got together, you didn’t used to comb it. You wanted me to play with your hair, so you started combing it everyday.

I miss the way your hair smells, first it smelled like lavender, then coconut, for a while it smelled like green apple, now it smells like pomegranate. When I tried to bring the two huge bottles of pomegranate shampoo and conditioner onto the plane, the security looked at me like I am crazy.

I miss when I tell you how beautiful you looked, how sexy you are, how cute and pretty you are, with a big smile your eyes lit up as say "Really?"

I miss when I tell you how beautiful you looked, how sexy you are, how cute and pretty you are, you blush looks away and say "You lie, only you would think that."

I miss when I tell you how beautiful you looked, how sexy you are, how cute and pretty you are, you tilt up your head and proudly say "I know~" Even though you are kidding, but I always wished that you really know just how beautiful you are.

I miss when you try very hard to speak Mandarin in your cute sweet little voice to me. You always ask me "Wo3 De Yan3 Jing Zi4 Na3 Li3". Your Yan3 Jing is on your face, and your Yan Jing4 is on the desk :) You are a great learner. Thank you.

I miss when you send me little e-cards and letters. I kept them all. They are in a box somewhere at your place.

I miss going to a mall with you, just browsing the windows because there is little we wanted when we had each other. We would just hold hands, get close to each other. See if there is something that could make each other laugh.

I miss going to Glen Ivy spa with you. I get to see you in your swim suit all day. We get to unwind and talk about anything we want. Remember the first time we went? I had the pita with pine nuts and avocados in it and we shared a glass of Champagne. You got the worse sun burn when you came home. Fake tan~

I miss your beautiful sexy even skin tone, looks good enough to eat.

I miss how much you adored laxy, like he was really your child. You were so happy when we found little clothes for him in Long Beach and you kept asking me if they would fix our chubby little boy.

I miss how you comforted me when I am sad. You would buy me little gifts like Butterstick and the Bunnies just to make me feel better.

I miss those times when you say you are going to kick my butt.

I miss all the little excuses you’d make when you don’t want to shower, brush your teeth, or take off your contacts.

I miss you rubbing your eyes with your arm softly to put yourself to sleep. You look like a little kitten.

I miss when you sing, you’d close your eyes and squeeze out a powerful voice out of that little body of yours.

I miss when you randomly starts singing the "Namo Ami Buddha" song. It makes smile.

I miss when you ask me to sing to you before you sleep. I try really hard not to be too loud and my voice ends up all squeaky.

I miss that time when we went to watch Lion King, and I sang really loud on the way back. You looked at me funny.

I miss when we went to Gospel choir, and we sit next to each other and have fun with singing. We would sing all the back to your place together.

I miss when we went to the Black church in Santa Ana, we were the only two asian people in the place. How we were moved by their power.

I miss taking you to Hotpot, taking you to try new restaurants, taking you to Furduccis, the falafel king, to sushi rikki, to Nice time deli, the porridge place, even when we used to goto Oshine. You were always so excited.

I miss how we would be truly upset when our favorite restaurant closed down when we haven’t gone for a while.

I miss how you were willing to try new things. Sometimes even when you knew you wouldn’t like it, you’d do it just to make me happy.

I miss how you can have fun and be a little kid around me. How being with you makes me be myself. How relaxed and truthful we were. The trust of each other, makes me know you are the one.

I miss the total trust we shared. We trusted each other so much. We respected each other's privacy.

I miss when we talk about places we wanted to go together, Hawaii, Tahiti, Jamaica, Taiwan, Philippines, Alaska, New York, Vancouver, Yellow Stone, Las Vegas, Europe, New Zealand, Australia and San Diego. We would go out and get all the pamphlets and look at the price, planning out our dream vacation.

I miss when I drove for 2 day to Vancouver, you were there to open the door for me. And I forgot about how tired I was. You were so passionate. Don’t you know sil, I am willing to do anything for you.

I miss when you came to visit me. You brought me the bottle of raspberry Champagne. Your chubby cheeks blushed; I thought it looked like the color of happiness.

I miss giving you back rub and foot massages. You looked so relaxed. Like it’s not my hand touching you, but soft warm feather blanket covering your entire body. I miss how you fall asleep right after my massages. Even on that last day.

I love hearing your little moaning. See your face change with every little pain and pleasure. See the joy that came in your face. See the passion in your eyes. Feel no more space left between us. Immerse myself in you. Like that Mayday Rock song, you are the vast warm ocean, and I am just the drop of rain.

I miss taking bubble bath with you. For that I cleaned the bath tub as often as I could in Parkwest, so we could make bubble bikinis for each other.

I miss going to the arc with you. You always look so serious when you work out.

I miss picking you up at school, at work or at home.

I miss cooking with you. Looking up receipts and browsing the grocery store. Make meals that are cheap and fancy. Make meals that we both never had before. Then we enjoy it over a movie, mostly Bridget Jones. Saffron rice, Lemon Asparagus rice, Tofu mushroom in white sauce, Butterfly Shrimp.

I miss cooking for you, so when you get home all tired and cold, you have something warm to fill you up.

I miss you cooking for me. Pancakes, Sinigang Stew, and all the dishes I love.

I miss how you are willing to give up meat almost all the time for me.

I miss your poutie lips when you are mad at me.

I miss your forgiveness and your kindness. Something I have worn out.

I miss the biggest smile on your face that I could see 10 feet away when you are waiting for me at the airport.

I miss when you were happy.

I miss when you were happy because we were together.

I miss when love was easy.

I miss when love yields no pain.

I miss your tears in your eyes that day I left.

I miss when we went to the Grand Canyon. When your eyes were lit by the millions of stars we’ve never knew existed. Watching the shooting stars pass by every ten seconds. Baobei, my wish didn’t come true.

I miss when you say you miss me.
I miss having you to miss.
There is so much more…
And I'll have to forget them all, one day at a time.



實在很難忘記妳，
但我想我已了解妳再也不會回來了。
所以我要忘記妳。

讓我再想妳最後一次，
該從哪開始想呢

一醒來就看到妳的臉

一張開眼睛就互相注視好久好久

早上起來妳會唱，早安，早安，熬夜真好
可是我們完全沒熬夜

整天和妳待在床上看電視

清晨醒來，聊到中午才起床

妳翻到我身上，和我說妳愛我

妳為會一點小事笑得好開心

妳的笑，像妳的小名一樣明亮。讓我忘憂。讓我愛上妳

妳笑的時候，鼻樑上會出現四條小細紋。
像 What A wonderful day 那首歌。

妳棕色的頭髮，妳總是強調不是黑色！
為了要我常常摸妳的頭髮，妳開始天天梳頭。

妳的髮香。

我和妳說妳很美的時候，妳會笑著問我「真的嗎？」

我和妳說妳很美的時候，妳會臉紅，撇開臉說「你騙人，只有你會這樣想。」

我和妳說妳很美的時候，妳會抬高頭，開玩笑的說「我知道啊」
我希望妳真的知道。

妳為我學國語，每次都問我「我的眼睛在哪裡？」
眼睛在妳臉上，眼鏡在桌上。

妳寫給我的小卡片

和妳一起去泡溫泉。能整天看妳穿泳裝。
一面放鬆一面聊天。妳有均勻健康的膚色，
但是總是妳被曬傷。

妳像愛小孩一樣愛Laxy。我們找到它可以穿的衣服時，
妳又高興又擔心。直問不知道那個小胖子穿不穿得下。

我難過的時候妳安慰我。還會買小禮物讓我心情好起來。

妳說要好好教訓我的時候。

妳不想刷牙、脫隱型眼鏡、洗澡時編的藉口。

妳像小貓一樣愛用手臂磨擦眼睛，讓自己入睡。

妳唱歌時總是閤起眼睛，從妳小小的身體內，擠出有力的歌聲。

妳有時會突然唱起南無觀世音菩薩。讓我狂笑。

妳在睡前要我唱歌給妳聽。

一起上聖歌課。下課後，我們在深夜合唱著回家。

我們為心愛的餐館倒店而生氣。

妳願意嚐試新的東西，就算妳知道妳不會喜歡。

我們可以在對方面前恢復童心，
妳讓我感到自在，坦白。

我們間的互信，互相的尊重。

和妳一起計畫未來的旅行。夏威夷，大溪地，牙買加，台灣，
菲律賓，阿拉斯加，紐約，溫哥華，黃石，拉斯維加斯，歐洲，
紐西蘭，澳洲和聖地牙哥。我會去旅行社拿了一堆小冊子回來比價格。
打造夢中的行程。

我開到溫哥華，妳開門的那一刻，我忘卻了疲倦。
妳好熱情，難道妳不知道我願為妳做所有的事？

妳來舊金山看我時，帶來的那瓶紅莓香檳。
妳的臉頰泛紅，我以為是快樂的顏色。

幫妳按摩。看妳放鬆。有如觸碰妳的不是手，而是溫暖的羽毛。
妳總是馬上入睡，就連最後見面那晚。

我喜歡聽妳發出的聲音。看妳的表情隨著每個痛和愉悅改變。
看快樂浮在妳臉上。看熱情在妳眼裡。讓我們之間再無距離。
妳是海洋，我是雨滴落在妳身上。

一起去運動，妳運動時總是那麼專注。

去接妳

和妳一起煮飯，一起計畫要煮什麼菜。到超市閒逛。
煮又便宜又豐盛的大餐。煮我們從來沒吃過的菜。
一邊看著電影…通常都是Bridget Jones。
番紅花飯，檸檬蘆筍飯，法式香菇豆腐，香蒜焗蝦…

替妳準備熱湯，讓妳回家時能暖暖身。

妳特地煮我愛吃的菜

妳生氣時嘟起的嘴。

妳的寬恕與原諒。兩個我已耗盡的東西。

在機場裡遠遠的看到妳的笑容。

妳高興的時候。

妳為我們相聚而快樂的時候。

愛很簡單的時候。

愛沒有痛苦的時候。

我離去時妳臉頰上的淚。

我想我們去大峽谷的時候，當妳的眼被上萬顆我們從不知存在的星星點亮時，
看著流星每十秒劃過一次天際。寶貝，我的願望沒實現。

我想妳說想我的時候，
我想能想妳的時候，
還有太多太多，
我會將這些全部忘記，
每天忘一次。

Letter in Songs

1. Van Morrison - Brown Eyed Girl (3:03)
2. Brian McKnight - My Kind Of Girl (3:53)
3. Craig David - Once In A Life Time (3:30)
4. Musiq - Don't Change (5:16)
5. Boyz II Men - I'll Make Love to You (3:56)
6. Justin Timberlake - Leaving On A Jet Plane (5:02)
7. Babyface - Two Occasions (5:57)
8. We we - 聽不到你 (4:03)
9. Gabrielle - Out of Reach (3:15)
10. Brian Mcknight - Shoulda Woulda Coulda (4:09)
11. Mya - Free (5:21)
12. Boyz II Men - On Bended Knee (5:30)
13. Boyz II Men - Water Runs Dry (3:22)
14. Boyz II Men - Doin Just Fine (5:31)
15. Boyz II Men - End of the Road (5:50)
16. Eve 6 - Here's To The Night (4:09)
17. Tony Rich Project - Nobody Knows (5:06)

You were so cold.

I have never seen you like this.Not even when you were mad at me.

In your eyes I could tell you don't want to give a crap about me.Not when I looked at you, not when I wanted to touch you, not when I talked to you, not even when I cried.

Why are you doing this to me?I didn't understand. Why would you do this to me?All I wanted is to see you and understand the reason behind your leaving.You said in your e-mail that you wanted me to come. You even gave me the date.I felt so hurt…

Then it hit me. The time you said you were out with groups and friends, you sounded like you are hiding something. I thought you don't want your date to find out about me, but maybe it’s the other way around.

So I asked you with a smile at the dinner table "Tell me the names of your group, I want to know." In fact, I knew you only went out with one person.I was so sneaky. I hate myself when I am like that.

You got mad at my inquiry. Like Chandler mad at Joey saying he didn't watch the tape. I knew then for sure, someone is in your heart. I didn’t want to bring it up that night because the thought of you have already replaced me just hurts too much.

But I asked the next morning anyway. "Please tell me if there is some body else?"You said "The truth? Yes there is. It's Sebastian. But he is just a friend."

When I gave you flowers and wanted to show I care. I said something because I thought he was just your friend. This time you were angry. You almost wanted to yell but you reserved to a cold tone "YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW HIM!" I was so shocked, by how mean you are to me, and ashamed at the same time. Then I realized that you like him a lot more than I thought.

I remember the time when we moved in Amherst and my mom came over.One day she said that you are not a good girlfriend. There is hair all over the bathroom, and it's all your hair and you didn't even help to clean it up. Mom said "If you let her walk all over you, this relationship is not going to last."

I felt so hurt that my mom attacked the person I cared about so much. I thought she was mean and unjust, I still think those comments were unjust. I defended you and I fought with her. Finally I said, in the exact tone as you, "YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW HER!" My mom didn't talk to me much after that. That day on, she didn't say one bad thing about you. Now thinking back, she must have felt exactly how I felt. She called me today at my office, I was so ashamed, I almost cried with two people in my office.

Saturday night, right before we are going to sleep. He called you. I wanted to give you space, don't want you get out of your own room to talk, so I went down stairs pretended that I don't mind. I don't know if you did it on purpose, but you seemed to have forgotten about that I was there. I hate that day. Like you said, it was awkward as ass. Here you are, can't wait to see what it will be like to be in his arms, and I was there ruined the first weekend you could meet after you came back from Canada. It was so cold down stairs. So cold, even your laughter is so distant and surreal. I regret asking you "If he was only a friend, then what am I?" I hate myself when I do that.

When I went to Irvine, I thought you would understand my pain, show me some mercy. I'll gain enough courage from your gentle words I can just suck it up and let you go. You lied to me. You hate lying. I was the one who taught you to lie. Now I tasted my own bitter fruit. Baobei, don't lie anymore please. I am sorry I put you in a situation to lie before, but I was wrong. Just tell the truth like you always have. That's the girl I loved. Your sense of right and wrong is so vivid, that you would not do anything to break your belief, not even if it will make me happy. Be that girl again. Leave the lies and deceit to me. I have wronged you. I ask for forgiveness.

Sunday, we went out for the walk. You made no attempt or just a really lousy one to hide how tired and bored you are with me. I pried and I pried into your secret garden, where you keep everything sweet and beautiful and I wouldn't let you go. The despised look in your eyes almost saying why aren't you gone yet? Out of all this, I am glad you told me why you did this. How hurt you were by me just holding on to you as a life saving cushion, instead of letting the both of us live our lives. You resented me for that. You resented me so much you didn't want to give me anymore chances. You didn't even wish to give me an ultimatum, because you don't want me back in your life. I love you so much, and I didn't know that. I wouldn't want to do anything to hurt you but you resented me. My own baby girl resented me. I am such an idiot! Idiot! IDIOT!!! I lost the cutest, the most thoughtful, loving, most beautiful girl, and the best friend I have ever had, to be replaced because I was such a coward. Such an idiot…… I am angry at myself, I hate myself. I am the biggest coward who lost one girl that he thought was the love of his life. Who would be stupid enough lose a girl like you? I am so stupid. It was all my fault.
I stopped blaming you for lying to me. I stopped feeling your quick replacement was a betrayal. I just want you to forgive me for hurting you. I'll never do that again, but it's not like I have the chance. Those feelings come back some times. I would think how could you do this to me! Why did you leave me? Then I'll remember the pain and anger on your face when you said "For what? To let you back in my life?" And I would start to weep for a little behind the steering wheels.

That night I guess the music touched you. You showed me you cared. Something you only did before early in the morning when you were too sleepy and innocent to keep your guard. We parted in tears. Not exactly the way I wanted it. But the forgiveness is all the same.

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R,

You're right. I do want to see you. I didn't want to do it through ane-mail, but I wasn't sure if you wanted to go all the way here just tohear me say those words to you. I know that if I see that sad face ofyours that I wouldn't be able to go through with it and that wouldn't begood for either of us. Please come visit me. I won't mind you stayingover at my place. I'm so sorry.

D

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R,

The weekend of the 23rd is best for me. if you want to stay at a hotel or something, let me pay for it since you are paying for your flight over here.

I just found out that it’s going to take 19 days to repair my car. I’m bummed, but what can I do. Things happen. It’ll be nice to get it back again, though.

Take care of yourself,D

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p.s. I just want to know one more thing. When you sent me the mail to break up with me on January the 5th, did you already wanted to be with Sebastian?
p.p.s I hope you never see this post.

Hi baobei,

Thank you for the great weekend.

Like I said in previous un-mailed letter, "maybe you will show me this weekend" and you did. I am happy that I went back.

I think we both needed each others understanding and forgiveness. We care about each other so much. I can't imagine how much regret we will have if we never truly understood what happened.

When I think back about this relationship, I want to remember those that were sweet and learn from those that were bitter.

You didn't let me kiss you right before I left, from that I could tell just how hurt you were. I wonder if I will ever feel those warm soft lips of yours. More importantly, I found out why you left, and you found out why I couldn't let go.

When we were listening to my "Letter in Songs", you cried on the WEWE song. We were both in tears and you came into my arms. I think at that moment, we both forgave each other. We knew just how much we treasured this relationship, how much we cherished each other and how confused, hurt and helpless we feel.

You asked me "What happened?" I really don't know… I guess we grew apart. You out grew me in this eight month. Goomie is a great sister, she took care of you. I am glad that she showed you the way to be happy again. I want you to be happy.

I am still sad. I miss you. I love you. I wish there is a time machine that can take us back to when our love was pure. The time when we could be happy just lying in the bed watching food network with me hugging you from behind was enough to make us happy. When I felt like nothing could hurt us. Maybe I'll have that again in the future.

But for now I want to be your friend. Please don't think I can't be your friend just because I say I love you. Best friends love each other right? When you called me tonight after I landed, I almost cried. You have not called me since I got back. I have been waiting for so long. I just want to be in your life, doesn't matter if I am your boyfriend or just a friend.

I have decided that I want you to see this website. There is not much yet. But everything I post on here will be the truth from my heart. Things I want you to know. Things I wish I could say. And I don't want them to be sandwiched between junkmail and mails from your admirers.

You can come visit this site when you don't want to call me but you want to find out how I am doing. I'll translate the Chinese posts in English soon. I'll also post some lyrics on here, lyrics that have a different meaning now.

Hopefully I'll buy a digital camera, so I can put some pictures on here as well.

Thank you again,

Ur Rex.

p.s. You are more beautiful everyday.
p.p.s my eyes are swollen like two red balloons. Thank god it's from crying and not because they are bummed.
p.p.p.s I'll get better at being your friend.

Hi sil,

Is it wrong I still miss you? Is it wrong when I thought of you, I still feel a warm sweet feeling?
The songs that I didn't used to notice suddenly all have a different meaning.

I rather they were still just background noises when I am looking down your eyes.

I am looking forward to this friday's trip. Yet I am also scared.

What am I going to do when I walk out the airport? Am I supposed to hug you? Kiss you?Are you going to push me away?

Why am I even going there? You told me that you don't want me to go.

I said I have somethings to give you and pick up a few things.To tell you the truth, I just wanted to see you.

I wanted to see if a miracle would happen, that perhaps you would tell me you want me back in your life.

The December 5th visit was just too sweet. When I left, I was so sure that we loved each other deeply. I was so sure that you were the one I want to spend my life with. I was so sure I won't lose you. To have you tell me out of the blue two weeks later that you don't feel the same about me any more, I just don't want to accept it, I just couldn't.

I missed you so much.

I miss being able to tell you anything. Including how I feel about you.I miss being there for you when you are sad or lonely, and I miss you being there for me.

Now we've broken up, I feel too proud to admit how I feel. I know I don't hide it well anyway.You probably don't really want to hear about how I feel.

You said call you anytime you want. If that's the case I would just call you all the time like before.Perhaps that was just one of those things you say to make me feel better.... Like "I'll wait for you".

I don't know what would make me stop loving you. Maybe you would show me this weekend.

I miss you. The bitter sweet thought that never goes away.

your friend Rex

>From: "MB"
>To:
>Subject: hello
>Date: Sun, 18 Jan 2004 08:36:45 -0800
>
>r,
>
>well, right now, goomie went to her half marathon training. she'll
>be gone for about an hour, so i'm checking my mail. oh, you played
>with your boss's dogs again? that must have been fun. i saw the
>cutest husky at the park one day. it was a little too playful,
>though. it kept trying to run away from its owner. hehe! that
>would be nice if you could get a dog. i definitely don't have space
>for one either.
>
>oh, you went to visit albert? that's good. so, he has a new
>annoying roomie? that's good that you moved out then. are chinese
>girls that bad?
>
>i'm looking forward to seeing you, too. do you have anything you
>want to do when you are here? i need to find out where i can rent a
>car so we can get places when you are here. i'll call the insurance
>place and the auto repair shop to find out when i can get my car
>back. i'll be happy to see you. i'm sorry that things have to be
>different now. i miss you, too!
>
>see you soon,
>d

Hi sil,

I saw little Day and little Rex hanging on the rear view mirror. I remember that day when you decided we would make a few of these little poofs, because you liked the one your sister make.
We got into my car that one warm autum day and went to Michaels and bought a whole bag of these little colored cotton balls. A whole bag of eyes which you probably still have somewhere in your room. We looked around for little feet for an hour, finally we gave up.

When we got home, all we did was just pasting the eyes onto the cotton balls, and they had personality. One looked like a gold fish, the other like a shy little girl. You decided to call that yellow shy poof Little Day, and one which I gave messed up eyes Little Rex.

You put a string on them so we can hang them over my rear view mirror like those tacky fuzzy dices. For then on, everytime we go out, we could see Little Day and Little Rex kissing each other with every bump on the road.

I wish that is us right now. Seperated by distance, linked by an invisible string of love. No matter how bumppy the ride of life is, we could held on to each other by the love that we shared and come back to each other.

But it didn't turn out like that.

Now Little Day is still mad at Little Rex when he is up too high. They are still at each others side when all becomes still. Their string are holding strong but the string shared by the real Day and Rex have broken. So we each fell down to the ground.

One to the driver side, and one to the passenger side.

your friend Rex

我尋求成長離開了妳，
如今妳已成熟而離開了我。

何時我的腳步落妳之後，
我還想不通。

是我忘記，
春風中再美的花朵，
缺乏水的灌溉也會凋謝。

自由是水，
妳是不願枯萎的石蓮。

我不懂，不過我又能了解。我又不願接受，可是我能體諒。我不甘心，我要挽回，卻一句也沒說。鞭策我的那些甜蜜的細節，是妳寧願忘卻的過往。我能說什麼，先離開的是我。在那個難得烏雲密佈的五月天，我們 Four Year Anniversary 前的一個禮拜，妳在哭，我也在哭，天也陪著掉淚，一路流到終程。

回台灣兩個禮拜前的週末不是像在做夢一般甜美嗎？班機雖然晚了一個小時才到，但一出了機場就看到了妳滿臉的笑容。我們在機場正廳中擁抱，妳不像以往一樣在意旁人的眼神，唯一重要的是這一刻。我們沒有安排任何行程，就在家裡分享四十八小時中的每一秒。倚在沙發上聊天，在房間裡對著Musiq的「Don't Change」慢舞，一起煮妳愛吃的蕃薯飯，到中午十二點才跑去Mimi's Cafe求他們做早餐。那個週末，每秒鐘妳都開心的笑著，我最愛看妳這個樣子。直到離開前，在機場裡妳居然哭了。之前每次回來看妳，妳都那麼堅強轉身離去。妳和我說「這個週末太完美了。」我通過安檢轉頭看見妳還站在原地哭泣時，心都碎了。

You say "It never gets any easier."

兩個禮拜裡，是什麼改變了呢？當我穿出人叢時，妳沒有露出微笑。我伸手搭妳的肩，妳撇過了臉。話聊不起來。連去吃早餐都有如在坐針毯。妳說每次分離很痛苦，是長痛不如短痛嗎？我總是認為愛最迷人的就是牽掛。但是當妳不願再關心我，牽掛就成了一件厭煩的事。沉溺在上次會面的我沒能預見妳醞釀已久的念頭。但自從分隔兩地後，我就知道這是早晚的事了。妳像個小女孩一樣，熱愛自由，嚮往著外面無限的可能。每次妳說會等我，我都只是笑笑，不想太快戳破妳我的夢。我們還要一起去夏威夷，去紐西蘭，去阿拉斯加和去義大利。下次我回去我們還要去聖地牙哥，要去泡溫泉不是嗎？

妳一直追問我心裡是如何感受，於是我坦白的讓妳知道。我哭出聲來的時候妳慌了，妳陪我哭，還說妳不要分手了，之前說的都不算數。可惜那不是妳真正的期望，妳只是心疼我哭，我沒讓妳再欺騙自己。一切就這樣結束了。再度在機場離開妳，妳沒有哭。只有我升空造雨。

四年七個月又八天

I don't get it, but I think I can understand. I refuse to accept, but I am willing to forgive. I want you back, but I didn't say anything. Those sweet details that drives me forward, is the past you rather forget. What can I say? I left you first, in that rare cloudy mayday, one week before our four year anniversary. You were crying, I was crying, even the heavens dropped its tears, all the way to my destination.

That weekend, two weeks before I went back to Taiwan, wasn't it as sweet as a dream? Even though my flight was late for an hour, but the moment I stepped out the airport I saw your face with a huge smile. we hugged in the lobby, and you didn't mind others staring like you used to, because this moment is the only thing that mattered. We didn't plan anything. Instead we shared every second of the 48 hours together at home. We lounged around the comfee spot and chatted. We slow danced to Musiq's don't change in the room, cooked yor favorite Yam rice. We fooled around until noon, then went to Mimi's Café and begged them to make breakfast. That weekend, you seemed to smile from the bottom of your heart every single second. I love seeing you so happy like that. Until when I was leaving, you started crying in the airport. You've never done that before, you were always so brave to turn around and walk away. You said to me “This weekend was perfect.” When I passed security and turned to see you still standing on the same spot crying, my heart broke in pieces. I said to myself “she's the one”.

You say "It never gets any easier."

What did change in two weeks? When I got through the crowd, you didn't smile. When I reached out for your shoulder, you turned your face away. Our conversations wouldn't stick. Even going to Mimi's felt like sitting on a needle bed. You said it's too painful every time we part, did you rather have a quick pain to get it over with? I always thought the most attractive part about love is the thinking for each other. But when you don't wish to care for me anymore, it becomes a burden. Still indulging in our last perfect meeting, I couldn't foresee what you have been brewing underneath your mind, even though since I left, I knew this would happen sooner or later. You are like a little girl who yearns for your freedom, looking to experience the endless possibilities out there. Every time you said “I'll wait for you”, I just smile and hold you tight. I don't want to burst this beautiful bubble too soon. We still have to go to Hawaii together, go to New Zealand together, go to Alaska together and, and don't forget Italy! Next time I come we are going to San Diego, and going to the Spa, aren't we?

You kept asking me how I feel inside. So I let you know directly. When I started crying, you panicked. You cried with me, and even said you didn't want to take a break anymore, you didn't mean what you said. Too bad that's not what you really hoped for. I don't want you to lie to yourself. So it will end here. When I leave you in the airport again, I lifted off to make rain.　　Four years, seven month and eight days.

我不是自誇，但這是我所做過最上等的劍。妳的旅途上如果遇上神，神也會被斬。

Hittori Hanzo (服部半藏)

　　這部電影是昆汀．塔倫堤諾（Quentin Tarantino）的第四部導演作，絕對是武打片中的極品。當我走出戲院時，我分不出是剛剛看完一部日本卡通，還是一部好萊塢電影。其實……這部電影至少有三十分鐘就是道地的日本卡通。

 

　　這部片沒有要發揚什麼人生道理，沒有悲天憫人的感人劇情，甚至沒有煽情催淚的愛情故事。懷舊熱門文化的玩笑從頭到尾，貫穿在有仇報仇，以牙還牙的主線中。

 

　　如片頭一開始居然出現紹氏的片頭，讓人不禁看一看自己是不是走錯了，誤入二十年前的戲院。之後後出現了一句對Star Trek 的玩笑引句：

Revenge is a dish best served cold. （復仇最好是冷的時候上菜）

An old Klingon Proverb　(古克林貢俗語)

 

　　在琉球發誓永不鑄劍的日本料理師父居然叫服部半藏。除了這些令人會心一笑的細節，就是一場接一場的精彩打鬥。

企業號收到了星聯的命令前往向來不與外界往來的凱隆二號行星，幫助凱隆的專家提密森博士拯救凱隆即將滅亡，只剩四十年壽命的太陽。提密森利結合了自己多年研究的成果，和企業號上先進的設備，為拯救他們的太陽做最後的推演和準備。

 

　　迪安娜‧特洛伊能讀人心且熱情奔放、直話直說的母親羅珊娜‧特洛伊剛好在艦上，對內向盡職的提密森一見鍾情，展開攻勢。兩人年紀相符，皆有一女，且失去配偶，個性上互補的兩人很快就互相吸引，慢慢步入愛河。

 

　　拯救太陽的行動正式展開時，一開始一切都十分的順利，太陽漸漸的回復了正常的溫度。沒想卻在最後一瞬間功敗垂成，雖然沒釀成大禍，但整個計劃已暫告失敗。羅珊娜安慰沮喪的提密森集起此次的經驗，總是能成功的。提密森告訴她，他無法看到他一生的努力實現，因為當他返回他的星球時，他就要死了。