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it was a great film detailing the life of Jane Austen, a most revered female writer of 19th century. apparently her stories were fantasies out of the uninteresting events in her living days.
but if i were her and i’m living in this time, i’ll be writing about even more fantastic situations and even more glorifying endings.
i found myself a steal at popular book store- a $4.34, brand new copy of Persuasion. i suppose that it’s not very healthy to indulge in novels, but then as Jane Austen’s lover said, to reach the level of masculine fiction (as writers were usually men in those days), one requires experience. i wonder if imagination is really enough to cover all that ground.
“she took kisses like coats of paint.”Justine.
when i picked up “Justine” by Lawrence Durrell, i was in secondary four. goodness forbid that i understood no more than a quarter page then, but it seems that this is the problem when you grow up too fast- you think you’re ahead of everybody else.
now i’m glad that i didn’t try to finish it then. it is really an astounding piece of work that is purely imagination. it’s not everyday that we can come across literature like this one- some people can go on with their entire lives without reading a single good book. money really shouldn’t be an issue when you’re not exactly a third-world citizen and a decent second-hand book can cost only a dollar or less.
“Our common actions in reality are simply the sackcloth covering which hides the cloth-of-gold- the meaning of the pattern. For us artists there waits the joyous compromise through art with all that wounded or defeated us in daily life; in this way, not to evade destiny, as the ordinary people try to do, but to fulfill its true potential- the imagination. Otherwise, why should we hurt one another?”
i’ve gotten my weekly dose of american tv shows; Gossip Girl, Journeyman and Friday Night Lights are on my to-watch list.
and speaking of reality, i don’t know how i am going to cope. where we used to have excuses due to our youth does not apply in the next minute and the next 100 situations. i see myself as a writer, yet i don’t put in my utmost effort. i think i’m a producer, but it’s been a year since i’ve done anything related. don’t talk about photography and looking for a future career- i’ve been indecisive my whole life.
here’s something delectable to heave up your appetite!
i had this when i interviewed the owner of 2 am: dessert bar. it’s called Twix and it’s absolutely scrumptous.
okay, food aside.
i know i’m kind of late in talking about this- friday was the 93.8 FM live campus talk show, and the topic was “pragmatic censorship” (i know, what a combination). i’m sorry but i didn’t know what was the point of organising a discussion that nobody gets answers from. the fact that it’s live made its superficial value even more blatant.
i have to admit that i asked a question because i would get CCA points for it. hurhur.
anyhows, tien and i hung out after i inteviewed Hacienda (LYCHEE MOJITO!) in the evening, and it was just too bad that we missed Lars and the Real Girl by a hair. so we ended up just having dinner and walking around aimlessly, peppered with chatters and hugs and kisses. i love how you forget if there was silence in the midst of each other’s company. i don’t know how we got this far without him tearing at my skin yet.
i suppose it’s true, i’m really quite lovable. 
frankly speaking i am quite annoyed. i don’t think i was in the wrong. i would love to explain what happened in detail, but oh, you know how blogs are linked here and there.
and seriously. you don’t change somebody’s writing and then complain the new one is not good enough and imply that it’s the writer’s fault. shouldn’t you go fault yourself? and seriously, the falsely-attributed quotes are just too blatant.
if you ask me, i think the ‘real world’ (as they often like to refer) has got more ground and less of a PR agenda. we should all just write press releases for NP. screw journalism.
it was a gruelling shoot we had yesterday. not so much of the filming, but two girls lugging all the gear to the location, setting up lights, forgetting to buy the tape (OH GA), and a very broke me having to take the train home with the lighting kit, gel set and reflector in tow. i would like to remind everyone that i’m barely five feet tall!
and as i had complained, two girls off to shoot on their own is virtually unheard of. but i’m so proud of us, perr!
despite tearing muscles and aching everywhere, i pushed on for jin’s birthday celebration in the evening.
daph and i decided to cook. we were utterly hopeless, but of course the boyfriend is always around to save the day. 
this is jin’s birthday gift!
it could have been worse if the boyfriend didn’t show up in time to fix things.
on to the happier pictures!
cooking makes you look like that. that’s why self-conscious people learn to use the microwave. who cares about longevity, blah.
because it’s your birthday, you get to look better. :p
it’s just too bad that all the girls couldn’t be here- a-levels is a bitch. so cheesy but, best friends forever!
(on a side note, i don’t know how people can exhaust so much energy in fix up their blog. a 6mbps connection just doesn’t cut it.)
let’s just say that i have never much liked blogging after seeing how everybody is keeping up. i liked it better when i was just silly and wanted to tell everybody how much of a child i am.
but then i started to grow up and i had to stop being a child. it’s ridiculous really, that when there’s no speed limit on the raod, the maximum speed you can drive is 50 km/h. and everyone knows that you can’t do that in actuality, because you’ll be road-hogging. everybody’s moving so much faster and getting ahead- breaking the rule is the rule.
so i tried getting ahead like all of you and i don’t like it sometimes. it’s just too bad that this is not my grandfather’s road.
