What is this sorrow naught can dispel?

Must have watched the BBC version of Jane Austen's Pride and Prejudice at least 5 times in total, with the last three times over the course of the past week.

Colin Firth does a very good Mr Darcy. Stoic and unsmiling, but actually his every thought is written on his face.

I love the language used.

Bweah. Why can't we study something less twisted and garish? Why must lit texts in uni be so strange?

Phase II

Ok.

The dreaded SSA and EU are over. And I took a nice break yesterday evening and night, not doing any work. After mugging for the past 1 and 1/2 days without stopping.

SO now I must start mugging for PS again.

K.

What a lovely day it is. The sun is shining, the air is nice and fresh. At least on one side of my block it is. The other side's all still and dusty and icky.

And one of my juniors is holding her own recital at the Esplanade! Oh...

K.

AIyoh, I wish I didn't have to stay stuck and coped up at home like this.

And there's JS too, I don't know how to study for it.

Speaking of JS, we got a B- for our term paper )< A B- next to nice phrases and praises like 'exciting and promising start to your years at NUS.' and other bits of stuff. What the freak. Is B- good? Yesterday I was emo-ing over it because I thought it meant 2.5 but then at dinner I realized it meant 3.0 which is not so bad but.

B-. How can you say such stuff next to a B-? Alright, granted, we got a 2/5 for bibliography and citations because, I think, when I sent my stuff to Shana from OpenOffice the formatting must have got screwed up.

Argh so darn difficult to swallow. If only I had insisted on doing the formatting...! >.< Rargh!

Hidoi na, sensei :(:(:(

Sad sad sad. But at least I got B+ for PS and Lit essays. Yay.

Alright, alright. I should stop procrastinating. It's already 9.09am and I woke up at 7.45 to start early, so I should do so before my waking up early becomes in vain...

Cut

"Last film fest, I gave you my film, the very next day, you cut it away. This year, to spare me the shears,

I'll just send it to Cannes directly."

ROFL. You guys gotta watch Royston Tan's Cut.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-JdfPl_TYHo&feature=related This is part 1. You can find the rest easily. Unfortunately in part 2 the nicest song (to me) has been cut.

It got cut too. >.>

"thanks for all the crime you're stopping. How to live without you? There's so much I mustn't know..."

"They said in newsweek, our public is discerning in its viewing, wait long long..."

:D :D :D :D

It's quite interesting that he incorporated a number of love songs too.

LOL. Something good coming from this module after all?

kyo no taiyou

http://eateranium.livejournal.com/
People, you all just GOT to see Eater's blog and the video of the Korean military.

Go on, you MUST!

LOL!!! OHMYGOSH. I should show this to my PS lecturer. He specialises in Korea.

AHAHAHAH!

Eater, you are my sunshine today :D Muah <3

feline fun and games

Don't cry, cause nobody's gonna clean up your puddle for you.

Some adaptation from Elaine's blog, and I think I like it.

Also because, I'm tired of moping. After all, nobody's going to see it and pity you either. Well except God, and He knows without you moping and whining anyway. So you may as well put it nicely to Him in a prayer. And feel better after that :)

Exams are coming. I got better things to think of.

......

OH my gosh! Read Shooee's post about the black cat and the dead rat.

Oh my gosh Shooee, you're gonna be adopted soon! It was waiting for approval from you! Evidently it's the attention seeking type, posing for photos and all. This is my favourite pic

SPLAT. Gotcha. How's that?

AHAHAHAHA. OH MY GOSH Kawaii kawaii kawaiiiiiii~! CHO Kawaii!

It's actually got one paw on the rat's head! And that knowing, sideways look... And and, it threw the rat into your room! Ahahahaha.... I'm sorry, that's quite disgusting, but, oh dear, oh dear... *helpless laughter*

You just made my day ^^ I didn't know there were still good ratters around. I thought cats nowadays were, well, good-for-nothings. Maybe it's cause I was followed home by some desperate stray.

Wish I could have kept that stray though. Just like I wish I could have kept some people.

There's a new definition to the term 'waking nightmare' for me.

It's those nightmares that you fear so much, even though you know as it unfolds that it's only a dream, you still believe it.

When the cold light of morning doesn't comfort like it usually does, but starkly reminds you that what you dreamed could be true.

Strange how it always seems dreams definitely never turn out true, but nightmares certainly will.

Maybe Freud had a point after all, minus all the sexual references. I've never understood how a guy so hung up on sex could gain so much recognition. Maybe we're all just shocked by his obsessions. Shocked enough to know his work, even if we think he's a loony.

He would be the cleverest loony of them all then.

Icarus

Sigh. Something frustrating has happened. I took down quotes from books for my PS draft without taking down the page numbers. Cause I did it before Farah went through it in tute.

I know it's not an excuse, and that I should have looked for the books earlier, but all the books I need are currently on loan and not about to be returned any time soon.

I'll never make the same mistake again. This I'm sure.

Decided not to fake the page numbers, even though it looks highly incomplete without them. To acknowledge Him in ALL my ways, so that He will make my paths straight.

>.< Grrr. I'm so angry. Somebody doesn't like me, I'm sure.

Aunty kawai told me in church today that I should go find the vegetarian to look at. She says he looks... different. But she didn't say how so. Which is killing me. Because I'm torn between asking her outright and arranging a date with the vegetarian, both of which actions might show too explicitly that I care more than I should and therefore..

It's killing me. I'm dying of curiousity.

Found an outlet in writing a short story. Was going to submit it to the competition, but it's turned out far too long. Guess who the 'prince' is like. Lol. Somehow, even though some part of me screams 'pathetic loser', writing stories, dreaming, and learning how to make chocolate feels much better than simply mooching about.

Even though I know the higher I go, the farther and more likely I am to fall.

What do you do when you're simply attracted to something you just can't forget?

Why, you dream, of course.