BACK!
my one hour became one full day! :D

i think it's pretty much ok since i'm blogging for myself even tho i know pple DO visit my blog!

so i am back after spending one full day in school for the finale of all the lit lectures. miss teo conducted 6 lectures to finish the king lear book and i only went for 2 lectures.

CHEERS! lear is finally OVER! ((:

so today i went for the last lecture for the LEAR MOVIE!

i can't find the rest of the pictures.

internet sucks.

i think i am biased.

i always feel that the good pple looks good.

but i am SO WRONG!

i nearly cried lah! please.

the kingdom and palaces turned out to be stonewalls! there was this map that turns out to be a carpet! regan managed to kill a servant with one small hairpin which is MORE powerful than a sword AND regan and goneril have such BIG HUMONGOUS BOOBS!

i used to think kent might be old and macho like this (look below)

so w r o n g!

haha! much more to critic.

as a lit student, you are SUPPOSED to criticise.

anw, for edmund as the sexy bastard, he fails terribly.

but edmund looks sinister.

so i stayed on for paper 8!

and miss chua wants us to criticise this poem

Happiness

So early it's still almost dark out.

I'm near the window with coffee,

and the usual early morning stuff

that passes for thought.

When I see the boy and his friend

walking up the road

to deliver the newspaper.

They wear caps and sweaters,

and one boy has a bag over his shoulder.

They are so happy

they aren't saying anything, these boys.

I think if they could, they would take

each other's arm.

It's early in the morning,

and they are doing this thing together.

They come on, slowly.

The sky is taking on light,

though the moon still hangs pale over the water.

Such beauty that for a minute

death and ambition, even love,

doesn't enter into this.

Happiness. It comes on

unexpectedly. And goes beyond, really,

any early morning talk about it.

Raymond Carver

you are SUPPOSED to feel happy after reading this according to cheryl!

haha!

nth much said!

except we read this really humorous prose abt a pea in the ear

i love grotesque humour and black humour!! ((:

sinister.

so much for being a lit student.

read this on a book; my sister's keeper by jodi picoult.

"shooting stars are no stars at all. they are just rocks that enter the atmosphere and catch fire under friction. what we wish on, when we see one, is only a trail of debris."

"do all the wonderful things happen when we are not aware of them?"

"why are terms of endearment always foods? Honey, cookie, sugar, pumpkin. It's not like caring about someone is enough to actually sustain you."

and the last quote was said by a 13 yr old girl.

who knows so much more than me.

but that's a pessimistic view,

cos i think that those food we used to showforth love to our loved ones are SWEET stuff. sweet stuff ain't supposed to sustain us, it's supposed to make us feel happy,

just like what chocolates do!

endorphines generator! :D

as time goes by,

our love is like the ancient love songs

that are slowly forgotten.

no longer reverberate through the mountains