yeah jamie! re-read Abraham's Promise! maybe it'll still be the same boring book forced upon us, maybe not. i dont feel so at least. call it the changing of perspective as you grow older, or the innocence (well more innocent then as compared to now) of youthful idealism clouding our judgement.
We pass through the present with our eyes blindfolded. We are permitted merely to sense and guess at what we are actually experiencing. Only later when the cloth is untied can we glance at the past and find out what we have experienced and what meaning it has.
-Kundera, Laughable Love-
this week, ignoring the multitude cries of 'serious' books for my attention, i indulged in the soppy romance novels that i was (with many many of my friends, you know who you are) enamoured with in early teens. sadly everything, well most of them anyway, had lost their spark. once ideal representation of man is now a major chauvinist to me, and the delightful coincidences then are very monk-lewis-kinda-coincidences. and dont get me started on the women..
good thing is it helps separate the great writings from the not so ones. if something i oved in my salad days still greatly, or rather just appeals to me now, i'll consider it great. current winners are roald dahl, jeff archer not a penny more not a penny less. some of judy blume, life in the fat lane, and of course matthew martins! oh and tintin.
thats saying a lot since i've devoured books since i was a kid ( my mom had to throw some away so i can concentrate on mundane stuffs. like doing my homework.). seems like i read a lot of rubbish then..
What we are will never change but who we are is ever changing.
-Grissom CSI-
it's funny cos last time meeting friends, the greeting was "dude..hows life/sch/etc?" "sucks la"..seems to be a tradition. not so now..why? is it cos we've reliaze that life is as such and has accepted it? or are we more aware of our mortality now thus allowing us to look on the brighter side? or once again, maybe its just me..
what really struck me is my friends right now, particualrly nat and farhan. they are the last last grp of ppl i would re-bridge the friendship with. no sinister reason, just that they hailed frm the same pri sch and class as me which i thoroughly hated (the sch, not them). i'd never imagine being really friendly with them now much less getting woozy together on sheesha last week. not that it's bad now..imagine all the stories i could tell of little farhan and little nattie esp the former *evil laugh* one more things to tell their kids next time grinz..
on a totally different note, i MIGHT not be available next week..not busy but cos some germs are currently playing the drum tunes of metallica on my uvula and judging the nail-like-pounding-feeling on my head and the amt of heat am generating, they're set to have a wild uninhibited party in me. till the white cells shut them down of cos..unless there's some party pooper in which there might not even be wild party..maybe just a small gathering playing 'i never'...
oh and i've stolen this frm bere's blog!
lion sleep tonight
toodles ppl!
posted by nuVul @ Friday, June 16, 2006
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