dark knight

my sister and i are really different... she has problems going to the theatres and enjoying the story (together with interrupting me with lots of questions)...
yet, to me, its a wonderful experience. i absolutely love watching movies though i dont do it often (i think thats why i love it more..) i love going to the movies alone, with no one familiar and watch the adv before the start ( i go crazy when we missed it today, i looove looking at yet-to-be-released shows.. trailers are super fun) i love doing it at my own pace, to enjoy the movie with no one to influence my thoughts abt the movie ( am always tempted to ask pple abt their thoughts when watching with someone else) i enjoy the small details of the movies, to laugh when its funny and get tense when the music starts... i absolutely love it.. i have watched all 5 hp movies on my own and i intend to continue the tradition for the last 2.. exciting~

i wonder... if the dark knight is not a hero? maybe what oldman said said was right. he is a guidance angel, but why cant a hero hide behind a mask? can you not be a hero if you hide in the comfort of darkness? spiderman had the problem, so does hellboy and batman. do we have to look behind the mask to know that he is worthy of our trust and respect? sometimes the mask tells us more abt the person that what it doesnt... if he is as unworthy, then why do good behind a mask? why the no expectation of rewards?

sometimes i think the only reason he took the blame for the cruel deaths was his way of self-destruction upon rachael death. yet i dislike how dent craved upon her death more, dislike how the love dent put on the pedestal, proved to be nothing more than obsession more.. nothing is more pitiful and painful to look than the destruction of the mirage of love.

i am not strong, but i find fault with ladies in movies that does not have the ability to steer their man in the correct path.. that are unable to fall in love with a man and let him live the way he had upon their deaths... with no regrets, no anger, just peace and calmness...

You either die a hero or you live long enough to see yourself become the villain? no i dont believe in that. excuses for the weak minded.. maybe there is a difference between doing the right thing and being a righteous hero... maybe sometimes you have to scoop that low to uphold the high values you hold.. but that doesnt mean you should start being a killer, villain because of that.. it is a mere reason for those who set out to do right and end up being tempted to do wrongs.. the circumstances do not force you to become something else.. the circumstances force you to define what kind of person you are (capable of). a right man (i didnt say a hero) does what he feels is right, what he knows is right (unless you are a psychopath) even if he cant be... that is the courage needed and what i think the dark knight symbolizes.. not the fear it instill in criminals, the respect he earns, not the deals he done, the inspiration for his city...but rather, for the courage to fly down the skyscrapper, to come between the cars with his Lamborghini, to blast in front of the firegun with his batmobile (really really cool speed...), to have the courage to bear, to tolerate, to understand the burden when all he wants is to leave it, to do the things we cant...

nice pretty white dots...

the boy

David Phillip Vetter ,a boy from Shenandoah, Texas, United States suffered from a rare genetic disease now known as severe combined immune deficiency syndrome (SCIDS) and was forced to live in a sterile environment all his life till the last dying moments.

He is better known as the bubble boy, a term coined by the media, and possibly the doctors and authorities involved. To me, he is more. He was isolated from the rest but his intelligences, mind, soul and spirit are earth-bounded. His worries, thoughts, nightmares and dreams may seem different at first glance. Yet the common theme of self-identity and the phrase of growth remains painfully similar.

"The great scandal of the Bubble Boy was that he was conceived for the bubble. The team that did this didn't think through this very well. They didn't consider what would happen if they didn't find an immediate cure. They operated on the assumption that you could live to be 80 years old in a bubble, and that would be unfortunate but okay."

A hope when given freely for existing problem is reckless optimistic, a hope when given with care for the same problem can be timely morphine.But a hope when given to a situation not existing is definitely a fool's gold, an illusion waiting to tumble.

The researchers and his parents tried to give him as normal a life as possible so formal education and television was allowed ... Yet for a boy who longed to participate in the outside world that he could see out the window and on television, he wondered :"Whatever I do depends on what somebody else decides I do. Why school? Why did you make me learn to read? What good will it do? I won't ever be able to do anything anyway. So why? You tell me why."

Yet there is no answer an outsider can reply isit? The path to enlightenment while not necessary lonely is alway alone. Forced realization can never bear the fruits of wisdom like how the roots of painful growth is always maturity in thoughts and discipline. He may never have realized the cold consolation that his parents and the doctors whom abandon him held on to years after his passing could have only been that thousand of children was saved by him. That his life purpose was answered by science.

That was not what he is.

Regardless of whether he had consent to the life of experiment and lab object, his purpose in life was not to provide research for the scientists. His purpose, to him was only to enjoy the simple miracles and wonders of life.

And that should have been enough.

A sweet boy, born to a lifetime of condemnation to alienation, obedience so it would be easier on the people who started this all.. confined to the jails of sanity, the nightmares of conformity

One of his original doctors, John Montgomery, said at the meeting that if he had the chance, he would conduct the same project with another child. "How many more?" he was asked, to which he replied: "Until I determined that there was no more information to be gained by such a thing, or if the outcome was certain." Montgomery said in 1997, "At the time, we were encouraged by everything we knew. If people didn't take chances, none of us would be here. Columbus would have stayed in Spain and would have been selling tortillas, because he was warned he would sail off the edge of the earth."

A choice when taken willing is a chance, a chance of adventure and change. Yet, a choice and a decision when made without consent is blinding ignorance. How many times have we heard "It's for your own good" when the ending has never justified the means? The love from his parents and doctors, may be irrefutable for all we know, yet the selflessness when needed went unanswered. The care and love may be given for all that is not recorded in the books, yet the genuine touch of a humanity and the generous spirit was never given freely.

"Daddy, I will agree to anything to feel better."
David's response to a direct question from his father on whether he wished to be taken out of the bubble after he turned too ill for treatment in the bubble, few months after receiving his elder sister's unmatched and viruses infected bone marrow.

Too late, his wishes unheard, his consents ignored, his rights deprived and dignity brushed aside. Too late for regrets and blame... and so we lived in blindfolds, certain that our actions, if given a chance to right the wrong will still remain. Living in the darks, with our eyes and minds closed to a life of possibilities and rightful hopes...

For the boy who lived with a purpose, even if he didnt know it while he was alive for 12 short years... we remember the lessons...

当世界安静下来...思索着的回应...

不知道　不明了　不想要　为什么　我的心 明明是想靠近　却孤单到黎明 ...
温柔-还你自由版...

不喜欢的书籍很多，但要找到心意的不易。喜欢楼雨晴的，席娟 的...总是能从文字中有一番领悟。 喜欢青梅竹马的剧情，老掉牙但那心心相印。熟悉的气息总有荡气回肠的感觉。 楼大 的爱情海洋（续篇），近水楼台先得月 是心中的佳作。 刻苦铭心的爱得肝肠寸断？！

喜欢办公室恋情给予的幻想空间，天马行空的构思是醉生梦死的大脑最有效的麻醉剂。 就因遥不可及所以有趣...

喜欢欢喜冤家的逗趣、爆笑场面。因为写实的让心燃起希望，尽管缈茫无际，但人性的软弱仍相信着...

不喜欢久别重逢的大团圆结局，因为不信无疙瘩，无忌讳的继续相爱着。 再坚韧的情感，破碎了就像捏碎的心， 无法平复。像蠢蠢欲动的情不能跨越时间的拱桥、波涛汹涌的心悸穿越不过逐渐远离的心...

不喜欢棋逢对手的尖锐顶撞，不能被衡量的爱也一样不能被计算。 能被掌握的爱像加了糖浆的甜点，做作、毫不自然...

喜欢浪子回头的曲折与争扎。因为努力争取过的爱情是通往婚姻的阶梯。而努力认真的人，靓丽无比。

而爱情本來就是种考验　当耗尽所有激情与好奇...
罗密欧与朱丽叶 ...

*gulps*

I know I know, I am (technically) not a teen or tween anymore (whatever that means) .... but I have to confess, I enjoy the Princess Diaries, alway have.... I have spend so many times at borders pouring over the books (never quite to buy them type, unless they are like hp or jodi's and paulo's style) and every time I visit the place and actually spend time on the series, they will def be a new book from the series...

the diary style is just so engaging...though I think as I grow up, I am more concern about the plot-the fate of Mia... and I would rather see it in the form of partial narrative, partial diary style so we can actually know what Tina, Lily, J.P., Boris and most importantly Michael felt/think/knows before Mia makes the mess of the situation and finds out the harsh way.

I like novels that look at characters from different angle, v much like the novel style of vintage point... which may explains why I love hp and jodi's comforting style. the prob in real life is that you can never really know what the other party is thinking of you/world views etc, the small, subtle reaction, hurt, delight, the fleeting tug of the heart... so its nice to look at the situation in different angles and I personally think jodi is a genius at this~

I was rather upset when I read Princess Mia, the book saw the end of her relationship and longest-time friendship and it was just hard to read man. I have never read the books as religious as I did for hp, I browse, read, skip, re-read, forget, re-browse... you get the drift. but I have alway like the friendship and her relationship, although not her over-compulsive need to over analysis and be over sensitive and suspicious (hmm that seems to the trend of the young girls in meg's books) about a lot of things but mainly over her relationship.

sometimes I wonder, years of friendship... is it so vulnerable? so unable to withstand the test? as you age, the amount of friendship you can grasp on, seems so much lesser than before...

oh and on a cheery note.. bestie is coming home!!!!! FINALLY~~~