One writer's block

Another new running series for this season. Oooh, how I love new series and its first season. Well, for those of you who have watched Gossip Girl , you probably gonna stick it out for this too.. whatever 'stick it out' means anyway.. First line said is interesting.. The love of money is the root of all evil. Dirty Sexy Money is about a filthy rich family, practically the richest dynasty lived in Manhattan (surprise surprise). And they're called The Darlings . So rich their only problem was to decide whether to spend 1 million USD for a bday party in a family house (like any normal kid would do) or in the middle of Brooklyn Bridge (which would acquire another million to prevent any other car to go through that bridge). Sick, huh? Nevertheless, I love the characters in the movie, they're just... unimaginable. There are seven members of the family, the parent and the 5 children. Specifically I love the character named Brian Darling , one of the children, 40 sumtin and work

Kemaren tu gue nonton Japanese movie lagi, kali ini (thank God) alurnya lebih berwarna, ceria, dan ngga monoton boring like the previous batch. Salah satunya tu movie entitled Casshern . Casshern ( http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Casshern ) caught my attention gara-gara poster filmnya lucu, a guy wearing a subzero-like mask dan gue notabene cuman bisa liat matanya doang. Hahahaha, tapi intuisi gue emang tajem gila, tu cowo ternyata emang ganteng, heuheuheuheuhue. Casshern tu movie yang keren banget. Definisi 'keren' gue emang luas, mulai dari Transformers ampe Rambo 4 semuanya juga gue bilang keren, tapi yang ini keren lantaran cara dia ngambil gambar dan lighting filmnya bagus! Sugoooiii... *binar-binar* Jalan ceritanya juga ngga boring dan kadang-kadang ngajak penontonnya buat mikir, udah gitu backsound musiknya kebanyakan ala Mozart klasik gitu, yah cukup bikin gue berasa ironic (sensasi yang sama dengan yang gue rasain pas nonton Battle Royale, adegan sadis tapi lagu Mozart y

There are lots of people in this life, whether they're staying in or simply just passing by. I might not know them personally one at a time, but sometimes I found myself showing lack of gratitude by their existence. Thus, my attitude corroborated my routine. Never mind, whenever I got myself a time off, I had this sort of mental behavior that would acquired me to see things differently. And every now and then it came up with surprising result of new point of view. Not entirely bad, 'fcourse. Like today, just now I was sitting idly in my room, pretending I'm in somewhat my own small high-rise, sipping chocolate milk and staring at the rain. I watched the rain pouring in, first lightly but then it goes heavy. And in the midst of the humid weather, I took a deep breath and start to realize I always love the earth scent in rainy day so bad. That bad I preferred to jump right in the middle of the rain to feel what it feel being children once again. Self consciousness prevent me