Bonjour. Si vous voulons me chercher, vous êtes venu au faux endroit.
Thursday, March 15, 2007
yeah anyway, so here i am trying to piece back whatever i was thinking before i was rudely interrupted.. no lah actually i stole the com from my sis and she demanded a return of it so yeah..
Mary Conan Doyle, Arthur's first child, died in 1976. She had always kept one secret from her father. Touie, on her deathbed, had not only warned her daughter that Arthur would marry again; she also named his future bride as Miss Jean Leckie.
Arthur and George by Julian Barnes
i couldnt find the place where i actually wanted to quote so i guess ill have to make to with this.. when i first read it it actually sent prickles down my spine.. you know how in life sometimes the things we want the most to be, we cannot achieve, and how sometimes we end up hurting the people we love the most.. okay not saying i can truly say all this, seeing as ive only lived for what, seventeen plus years of this so-called life.. (i mean what if we're all simply a computer simulation right? or like we're simply the imagination of some weird god or something.. or i dunno, one of the countless possibilities..) so yeah. i dunno whether nobility/chivalry and all that stuff still exists in todays context.. i mean, its something nice to aspire towards, i think.. but really? you know like we had one of the practice comprehension thingies before the o levels and we did one on chivalry.. and when we heard that it was set by (correct me if im wrong) ac(i) we were like ha.ha.ha.. oh my, i am like so greedy, im thinking about what im gonna eat already.. hmm. i think its a bit weird, cos i find that i derive enjoyment more from the anticipation of things rather than the things themselves.. which seems kinda odd right.. its like i think of all the possibilities that might arise from something/a particular situation and sort of "savour" the feeling of each possiblity, whether good or bad, before deciding that the middle way is to most possible and therefore most likely to occur.. so theres sort of no use expecting anything more or less.. okay this is bad bad bad.. i should tell myself to aim for more.. you know, like the reach for the stars, even if you fail youll fall on the moon thing? somebody tell me im not talking rubbish..
11:09 am
gail.
loves anything new
gets caught up in causes, events, loves
but doesn't do anything about them.
professes to be a supporter of the green movement
but leaves the lights on
disapproves of mcdonalds
but eats there anyways.
godwise, the jury's still out.
schoolwise, fass rocks my socks
but why do i have like a ton of work to do?
familywise, i guess theyre/its great
we just need to figure out what to do around each other?
freindswise, hey you guys are awesome.
blogwise, realises that the profile section is crappy
but doesn't know how else to fill up the space.
