From Taiwan with Love

"From Taiwan with Love" was the title of my third Craig's Lists post
in the personal ads section. Although I didn't find my love
from that post, but I thought that title served the purpose pretty well.

I love James Bond movies. I still remember when my grandma took me
and my brother to see "Living Day Light" in Taipei. We had a meal
after the movie at a restaurant called Paris (巴黎西餐).
That restaurant is probably long gone.
My grandma passed away about 10 years ago.
The only thing that didn't change is that I still enjoy a James Bond movie.

I think I love movies because Grandma took me to a lot of movies
when I was a kid. I have some really vivid memories related to movies.
I got burned by a cigarette on my left hand when we were in a crowd
getting in the theater to see E.T. I was six.
It left a small rounded scar on my knuckle and I will never forget
that I was licking my wound through the movie.
I remember chewing on fried chicken necks or grilled dried squid
when we watched movies. Those are my favorite movie snacks.
Sorry, popcorn.

I started to go to movies by myself since college. Sometimes I only
had classes in the afternoon and I would watch the 10:30 then go to school.
It became more often after I came to New York. I didn't have many friends
(still don't) and sometimes just couldn't find anyone who wanted to see
the same movie at the same time. So I just went. I kind of like
that kind of freedom. Now I watch most of the movies with my boyfriend.
I love that, too. I love to have a arm to hold on to when something
sad or scary happens. However, I still enjoy going alone when he is on a
business trip. I watched "G.I.Joe" when he was away last time.
He thought it was stupid and refused to see it. I didn't mind,
I went at the Friday night. With some popcorn coated with caramel,
I enjoyed "G.I.Joe" with no expectation. Not every movie makes sense,
and sometimes I don't need it to be. It's ok.