You know what's the most annoying thing? Whiny guys who love gossiping. It's bad enough for girls. But when you see it on guys... um. Well.
I won't judge from now on.
Useless. Useless! Can't shake this feeling.
8:18 PM
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I walked across an empty land
I knew the pathway like the back of my hand
I felt the earth beneath my feet
Sat by the river and it made me complete
Oh simple thing where have you gone
I'm getting old and I need something to rely on
So tell me when you're gonna let me in
I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin
I came across a fallen tree
I felt the branches of it looking at me
Is this the place we used to love?
Is this the place that I've been dreaming of?
Oh simple thing where have you gone
I'm getting old and I need something to rely on
So tell me when you're gonna let me in
I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin
And if you have a minute why don't we go
Talk about it somewhere only we know?
This could be the end of everything
So why don't we go
Somewhere only we know?
But not so good since it makes one more depressed, doesn't it?
Caught the Passion of the Christ with the gals on Thursday. Aside from all that violence, I actually really liked the movie. Mel Gibson did a great job of giving his message without being preachy (though I suppose that made viewers a little confused, like as Wei Wei said, what message were they supposed to get?). I guess the movie touched me, and I'm glad that I saw it. It really made me sit down and think about priorities. It was simple but effective, showing but not explicitly telling. Monica Bellucci was also an excellent Mary. You could really feel for her throughout the movie. Great imagery (Baofei and Hui Ling liked the "I'm here" flashback, but I'm sticking with the sandal), and a simple but remarkably powerful ending. The only gripe that I have about it is that it could start to make Christianity pop-culturish, which is kind of worrisome. Mainstream, but is it sincere? And the motives? But then again, who am I to judge?
On a lighter note.
Got A2 for PW! I am certainly more than satisfied. Hui Ling got an A1, which I think was indeed well-deserved. I really have to thank her. Don't know where our project would have gone without her. I'm glad to have gotten that horrible ordeal over and done with. Although of course, when I think back, it's all hugely funny. HL and MH constantly bickering, the stupid flowchart that kept falling apart, MH and JX's "conclusion"... guess it did teach me something by being more tolerant of others! Thank goodness MH didn't get A1, or I think the rest of us would be jumping off some building now... it'll be like JX and MH going to B01 and me and Hui Ling getting booted to B03 and 4 all over again... hahahaha
Also went to Ning's guitar concert on Friday night. It was quite an experience 'cos I've never been to an actual classical guitar concert. It was also fun to go with Huixin- even though in a way she's kind of Ning's friend I always feel comfortable with her. It's all a matter of all of us being on the same wavelength I suppose. We kept making mean comments about the unprofessional photographers and poser electrical guitarists. :) I enjoyed the concert, and though I probably can't appreciate guitar music, there was professionalism, it was a spirited performance, and there was a sense of unity. Congrats Ning!!! Really proud of you! Introduce me to your "good-looking" friend next time k? Okay just kidding. Do you find my taste in guys that bad? :) :) I'm going mad now...
And the beginning of another long week ahead...
9:37 PM
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Everyone just becomes so cynical when they enter JC, don't they? And yet, we're all going to leave it soon. It feels as if I just stepped into this grey school, excited about the whole utopia of possibility. Okay I am getting quite sick of that term that my sis coined. Anyway. You get riled up about little things. Things that may not even mean anything. You go through this whole rollercoaster of emotions. And you get burned, or don't get closure, or whatever, and become this cynical, angry person. Just the other day my junior came to me, still so sweet and naive, and I just don't know what to tell her. What more do I know than her anyway? But I don't want her to regret either... or get hurt for that matter. This is starting to sound so cliche. There just isn't an answer for anything.
Then before you know it, it's time to forget everything, just bury yourself in your books until it's time to go! And I'm really not ready to. It's just this whole "do I really have to grow up now?" kind of mentality. It's just- the world.
Saw some Jamie Cullim video called These Are The Days just now. When it started I was quite worried that it was going to be a Gareth Gates video. But then the funky jazz piano beat came on. It was one hell of a catchy song, and so different from what you get nowadays. Think jazz/blues-pop fusion music is going to be the next big thing? Maybe. Even though I find Norah Jones rather boring. We shall see!
These are the days that I've been missing
Give me the taste give me the joy of summer wine
These are the days that bring you meaning
I feel the stillness of the sun and I feel fine
Sometimes when the nights are closing early
I remember you and I start to smile
Even though now you don't want to know me
I get on by, and I go the extra mile
These are the times for love and meaning
Eyes of the heart, melted away in firmer light
These are the days of endless dreaming
Troubles of life, floating away like a bird in flight
These are the days
These are the days
These are the days
7:42 PM
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