Sammul Beckett's Happy Days

Sleepy morning, Winnie night,
No one smiling, girlie fight,
Sitting there,
Wondering why
NDS, IBM ,socking bright.

Carry On

One silver old PowerBook G4,
One greenish neckerchief green nice seaweek,
One Hsia Yu’s transparency pink noise.
One half finished Marks & Spencer muesli.
One black hat use to dance with typhoon
I am still wondering
WHY
They are all
In my Daydream Nation soft cloud handbag,

This is just to say

I have left
Our clothes
that were in
the little bad

and which
you were probably
hoping
me bringing to the laundry

Forgive me
they were heavy
so complicate
and so lovely.

air

The sound of lighting up a cigarette.
The broken wing of the falling moth.

So much depends

So much depends
upon
An old blue jeans
the sweat in football's name.
besides the purple heat erotic game

outside the room

The dinning room was only illumine by the light for the Hitachi TV set & the Power Book G4 I use to type for writing.
There is some dialoged coming/飄入 into my ear, like okay could I have some Italian tomato, four ,why don’t u put garlic on top?
Sounds like come from two woman,
I turn around and face the TV, one of them look like ,23 quite slim .But She may actually 28-30 , black hair , all back style, with a red big red flower on hair ,wearing a one piece red dress skirt with yellow ,white pattern,
Another woman is silent older , blonde ,probably not natural blonde, wearing plastic glasses with shining stone for decoration . come form Egypt .
I guess she is older, since they are cooking , and she is teaching the black hair girl to cook,
They seems like cooking the fired meat ball in tomato source for 6 people
I am not sure what the program is about , probably is about some traveling & lifestyle channel ,I am more focus on my moving figure,
They are moving stupidly on the silver metal Keyboard,
Each of them was half in dark, half could see,
I am so worried about make dirty of the keyboard,
Since they are just get touch with the Belton red Leicester ,
The package was saying West country Belton red Leicester ,Traditionally hand made on Belton farm in shropshire,
They are not hard but also not soft chess,
The color of it is like the 70 % printing yellow with 10% black,
Not really salt, not really light, while it just cut out, feel little bit bitter
Also drink the Mabec 2003 wine which you leave it in the bed room,
Like every time we taste it, it is lovely while expose in the air for long.

I even forgot why I am sitting here to type this stupid article . I think is probably because of the sex we just have on the bedroom…

The room

While I am sitting there .
Just finish lunch,
The room , all the stuff and I are covered with the warm amber tone and the sense particle .

The particle floating in air ,is complex. using the fragrance language to analyzes the smell, the fist top notes stuff in nose is the pungent crushed black pepper ,
Before the top notes totally saturate//塞滿 the sense of smell, the middle tones come.
It is the fresh smell of extra virgin olive oil mixed cropped tomato piece. l could even imagining the sun shine, green glass & the tartan table clothes in my mind because of the fresh , pure , nature smell.
Top & Middle notes floating in the air suggest the feel of Italian. However , once the top tones gone like the rosy & jasmine in the Channel n °5 , the long lasting taste but being covered taste finally come out. Unexpected, it is not the taste of western , which is ,like the smell of fish, the Umami in the Kombu soy Soba sauce, by chasing the smell from thin to condense . Finally four Japanese style china bowls were found. They the color of royal blue , ordering in the shape of fan.
On top of the last bowl, there is two parallel chopsticks with golden sakura pattern.

The room

While I am sitting there .
Just finish lunch,
The room , all the stuff and I are covered with the warm amber tone and the sense particle .

The particle floating in air ,is complex. using the fragrance language to analyzes the smell, the fist top notes stuff in nose is the pungent crushed black pepper ,
Before the top notes totally saturate//塞滿 the sense of smell, the middle tones come.
It is the fresh smell of extra virgin olive oil mixed cropped tomato piece. l could even imagining the sun shine, green glass & the tartan table clothes in my mind because of the fresh , pure , nature smell.
Top & Middle notes floating in the air suggest the feel of Italian. However , once the top tones gone like the rosy & jasmine in the Channel n °5 , the long lasting taste but being covered taste finally come out. Unexpected, it is not the taste of western , which is ,like the smell of fish, the Umami in the Kombu soy Soba sauce, by chasing the smell from thin to condense . Finally four Japanese style china bowls were found. They the color of royal blue , ordering in the shape of fan.
On top of the last bowl, there is two parallel chopsticks with golden sakura pattern.

Men

A:He always carries a tobacco smell, wear grey a little bit over size clothes.

Maybe the clothes is not over size, maybe he just too thin but tall, so that the clothes could not snugly wrap around him. No matter the IT punched bonded paper sport Jacket or Muji charcoal grey cotton T-shit they always approximate 2 center meter between the surface of fiber & his skin .

He semdom have conversation with ppl after work . His facial expression is always a little bit blank, eyes never 100% opened. He seldom simle , once he slime , we could only saw a slight curve but never see his teeth.

B: Mr V is one of my instructor. I know he is quite good with Assistant Professor Mr T. He is quite, quite good looking. You could feel he is a quite determined ppl while looking in his dark iris & thick eye brown. I could imagine he could fit for the fight attendant if he speak more. One day, we have to back to school for editing video. However the Lab area was close call But he is never a person. But one day, he comes to school after we call him 30mins.

Throw my shoes

I forgot everything I've done.
About the fake and truth.
While we sit & see the sun.
End of Black and all the youth.

Now could treat my friend as you.
How could I forget the rules we used?
Rise my cat & dog as fool.
Do you refuse to throw my shoes ?

The girl

She is placing her Nokia N 7 mobile phone in between her chin & neck tightly. So that she could have the hand to flipping the notebook.

There is some shiny silver stuff swinging near the mobile phone. Probably is the decoration attached to the cell phone?

Behind the silver accessory is her straight long black hair.

The contrast between that ink like hair & snow like milky skin is huge.

We could almost see the blood moving under her skin while she is talking.

Her voice is like the yelling of elephant, coming out from her wine like red mouth.

She feels like only make form the black, red, sliver, & white.

Another silver tiffany & Co bracelet was hanging on her wrist echoing the Vivienne Westwood sign mobile phone accessories.

I am curious the relation between the chain like wristlet & the silver Saturn.

Will they knocking with each other & make some musical sound? Or they will fight with each other and making themselves hurt?

Room 1

I can see some brown blurring stuff one meter away in front of my face.

In contrast with it, a sharp and thin black piece is placed on top of the brown stuff. I am curious on what that thin delicate, smooth black little piece is. I play with it by using my thumb and index finger. The physical condition of that little brown is something in between of a window glass & the plume of a crow.

It just lay there as how it stays, but when I re-shape it, it can stand alone. There is some strong in the weak. Some of them sit like a petal's curve; some of them look like fence net stockings when I get closer; some of them separate each other like the broken yarns of an old towel.

I almost ignored the little grey part, this highest part of the picture is reflecting in my eyes. The grey is a little unclear, but soft, just like a “Muji” coach grey woolen.

I feel a little bit itchy, around my left cheek, which is a wet, salty feeling on my skin. It smells like a towel brined in sea water.

O, I have just realized, that is your forehead & your nose. We have stick together for too long. You have surrounded me by your arms and legs and I am still thinking of the unfinished sex.

Slowly, I try to move away your arm which posting exactly fit at the concave between my head and shoulder. I guess I woke you up, and you place you leg up to my waist, holding me a little bit tighter. Now our posture exactly looks like Yoko One & John Lennon under Annie leibovitz's gaze. The only different is, you are naked but I still have a black skirt & a white bra on my body. Unlike Ono who was fully dressed.

I think I should write this scene down. In my mind I count: three, two, and one. And while “one" arrived, you shift a little bit, turn the head facing the ceiling same as the posture of me. You return to the original pose and give me your favorite facial expression-- one eyes open, one eye close. It looks like i-D magazine’s cover, and I curious what you will say next, I hear some voice ,but I couldn't hear any sentence sounds like yours. I can only hear a soft voice, asking "Your arm feel numb?”

Your 80% opened eyes and your eyelashes keep on moving like a little brush. And you say "A little, but it's okay."

Voice From Ear II

A:ar, xian heng ni xu yao fu wu ma?
B:Excuse me?
A:ar! do you need any other service ?
B:Oh your calling from counter?
A:Which kind of service do you need?
B:There is some problem in the bathroom
A:OK,which kind of service do you need??Special or normal?
B: Normal is okay.
A:Okay , sure .See you later.
B:Be quick.

something

it is rared , we are more distanced ,
although our distance is only 30 center meter ,
but this time , it feel like one of us are at the TST sea side,
and the other was at the north point ferry pie,
I figure out this descriptions sentences out and almost in order to stop the water came out from my left eyes .
I still remember the mood of sitting so far but feeling so close ,
like there is someone sitting between us , but we could still feel each other energy ,
the connection feeling is like two dirty clothes mixing together in the cleaning machine ,
it is so contradict , that .
While I look at you , the background is no more out focus effect .seems like I am no longer using the F1.8 75mm lens to take photo , the hexagonal lens flare surround you was disappear .

Childwood

eating ,running on the mat
dreaming ,cheating to the pet
alcohol , dirty carpet.
metal dragon & wet.
not the heavy system in the head.

Red
gold
dragon
metal
eating
running
circulate
moist
cheating
day dreaming
alcohol
dirty carpet

now

I am sitting here , on the black leather chair , the hand layingon the wet mosit glass table , also the sound form bycle's bell

some notes

What's a story?
The action of the character make the things work.
What the character do will make the story carry on .

Show not tell.

１st person
2 nd person , the writer tell the reader what they are doing
3rd person ( omniscient)/ limited

I am not really in the mood.
So don't call me to do anything .
But you have to do something .Don't you think we spend whole day there eating the sun until it went is wasting the Sunday ?
But it's okay , the sun is quite nice , and it taste good.You love it , don't you ?
I don't mean that .I like it while we do nothing .
So that's good .
yes that's good.
He start to moving around the space which have it own sun shine .
Start to move around the stuff in order .
She don't know why and ask ,
I love to have the sense of space .I love the space without clothes, Cd-rom ,wallet , portable USB, coffee cup, but only the shining of dust under the sunshine.
I love the space you create .maybe I don't, I just like the the atmosphere surround us like you are surfing on the wilki about how to categorize the tortoise for hours.

It is difficult to define creativity .Words here is rather like murmur .

Voice From Ear I

A:Hey
B:heyhey
A:heyheyhey
B:heyheyeheyhey
A:We should stop
B:we better continuos ?
A:Okay
B:bababa
A:balala
B:lala
A:lalalalalala
B:have fun?
A:not really!
B:color?
A:what color?
B:your bubble.
A:What buble?
B:your personal bubble.
A:Arararr.
B:wawawwa?
A:it is slight yellowish green.
B:Is that hard?
A:depends on who.
B:how about me?
A:It is red now.

classwork week 2

I use to be pencil with rubber on top ,
But now I am a keyboard with metal coating.

I use to be a thick eye glasses with metal frame .
But now I am a contact lens melting form your finger

I use to be a jelly fish drifting outside the sea.
But now I am a goldfish staring in the bowl .