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So Apropos
Saw death on a sunny snowFor every life, forego the parable. Seek the light, my knees are cold. (Running home, running home) Go find another lover; To bring and- to string along. With all your lies, you're still very lovable. I toured the light, so many foreign roads For Emma, forever ago. |
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tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight.
Argh. Promos are so annoying I just want to stop everything and drop dead. *plop* I don't really know where I want to be now. I just wanna stay alive, you know. Stay alive. Have something to live for. Yalta: Debates over the division of Germany, Stalin shows expansionist ambitions - goes against the Yalta Declaration of Liberated Europe, a reflection of the Atlantic Charter. Stalin demanded $22billion of reparations. Potsdam: agreed on 1. treating Germany as a single economic unit. 2. a "free and democratic" election for Poland, Start of Atomic Diplomacy (Truman: WE HAVE A BOMB. A BIG ONE.) Exploitation of Lend Lease. It be raining. I want to learn to dance, and hug the one I love. drool stains
I just took an hour long nap, because its raining and its so sweet to sleep on a queen size bed, cuddled up under sheets as the rain falls outside. I slept SO WELL, my god, I swear I have one of those groggy feelings I don't usually get from light naps (which are a waste of time). GP sucks. So Onwards to MATHS (stressstressstressstress.) I want my frigging stupid A. Spencer says there's a Beer Festival tomorrow. Lol. Beer anyone? this is it.
Here it is. And whether I survive, well, lets say I'm not optimistic. @$#@$#$%%@#$ Okay. Here goes. Its Now Or Never. studying yes yes yes.
Stealing my sister's clothes are awesome fun. Of course I put them back. I do. This is probably the first time I've woken up so early to go to church. *applause* Alright. Lets take our time getting there now. I am so bored. Too fast? These tears stain the wood Like cups and condensation I am bound to you I cannot break the situation He’s every subject Of every song Like the wind carries He moves me along And the shadows I can’t run from They won’t let me go He’s the ending of a story That I’ll never know He’s electric Can’t forget it Yeah he’s electric Don’t forget it Sometimes he fills me up Sometimes it’s such a shock This is more than I bargained for More than I would have bought You still look at me With well acquainted eyes As the memories come flooding back In a field of butterflies It’s electric Don’t forget Yeah it’s electric I can’t forget it I know there’s hope in there But I wanna walk away He’s says it’s bright in there Even in lighter shades of grey And though it looks like rain I’m not gonna cry As the seasons are changing In your heart So will I I will fly Electric Oh yes the seasons are changing Ohh yes the seasons are changing I’m burning up I’m burning up I’m electric not really.
Nobody's listening. I like my new bunny suit
i was quiet as a mousewhen i snuck into your house and took roofies with your spouse in a nit and out a louse and lice are lousy all the time they suck your blood drink your wine say shut up and quit your crying give it time and you'll be fine you're so nice and you're so smart you're such a good friend i hafta break your heart tell you that i love you then i'll tear your world apart just pretend i didn't tear your world apart i like boys with strong convictions and convicts with perfect diction underdogs with good intentions amputees with stamp collections plywood skinboards ride the ocean salty noses suntan lotion always seriously joking and rambunctiously soft-spoken i like boys that like their mothers and i have a thing for brothers but they always wait til we're under the covers to say i'm sure glad we're not lovers you're so nice and you're so smart you're such a good friend i hafta break your heart tell you that i love you then i'll tear your world apart just pretend i didn't tear your world apart how could you be the one?
 I have no idea why. This photo just cracks me up. LOL. Today's fwee study day (yes, fweee) can die. there's a fine, fine line
Life be sucketh to the maximum. Hahaha funny conversation with Carine and Tanya today regarding... Female Assets in the northern region. I still think I'm right, but we'll see once I get my info. As a interrogator, I am FEARLESS (rawr.) Besides that, i think school is a waste of time, and I'm starting to wonder about the subjects I'm taking. Something about the context we're frantically working at that's taking the fun of all this work, well, out of the work. Like I would not be interested in how colonial powers handled our ancestors, or what was behind the tensions between two great nations that made it last five decades. Surely mutual misunderstanding of events alone couldn't have caused that big a rift, or that strong. But for exams, we just cram. Because we have no time. Byebye Promos I don't like you. nuff said.
 WAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH "promo panic* more wasting time
Eurgh. Right smack in the middle of Literature (Othello), My brain decided to attempt to kill me by stabbing its left side. Someone silly forgot her medication at home *literalheaddesk*. After an hour of being torn between listening in class (taking down notes etc), and keeping my head from exploding, I decided to spend the rest of the school day curled in a ball in my room, trying to imagine I was actually listening to music because I was so friggin bored. Luckily all I'm missing is double period chinese, PW, and a lecture on a new book (though I was quite interested in this one, considering my crazy interest in feminist books). But that was a lucky break. I am not skipping any more classes. I'm bringing my really expensive pills to school, and I'm going to get a productive week. Screw you, poor immune system. Othello Time! (Don't read if you don't wanna.) The silencing of women is a key trait in most Shakespearean tragedies, to highlight that helplessness and the insignificance of female opinion often leads to a tragic end. In the case of Othello, the beholder of truth amongst the deception is placed in the hands of the female characters, mainly Desdemona and Emilia, who, confined to the private chambers, are the sole informants for the events that occur in the private sphere, including adultery. As a consequence to the female silencing and confinement, the truths of the private sphere are never revealed to the public sphere, where Othello remains for the course of the play. And thus, there is a great rift of communication, with Othello accusing, but never thinking to clarify with Desdemona. Emilia is even kept out of touch with her own husband's plan of deception and betrayal. The juxtaposition of Othello and Desdemona's marriage to Emilia and Iago's highlights the transformation of the relations between Othello and Desdemona mostly due to a shift of Desdemona to the private sphere ("All's well now, sweetings;/Come away to bed.") from Othello's previous idealistic upholding of Desdemona's brilliance and role in the masculine society ("O fair warrior!", "Let her have your voice."). This shift creates a barrier of communication due to to Othello's comfort in the public sphere that leads to his integration of all things private into the public sphere, and Desdemona's confinement into the private sphere. This is not unlike the rift between Iago and Emilia, except the latter is one so great, that any attempted intrusion into the public sphere by Emilia inevitably leads to her death. However, can it truly be said that women were completely helpless to their fate, or have they willingly submitted to this fate? Shakespeare brings out a point of contention in the time of Queen Elizabeth I, one of the first woman monarchs to rule over England (and a strong advocate of feminism with her refusal to get married or name an heir in order to retain her power as Queen). At the point in the play (A4S1) where Desdemona is made aware of Othello's suspicions of her falsehood, she does nothing to reclaim her image of honesty and purity, but rather submits more to Othello. This can be interpreted as a female submission to her minimal role in society, and rather than stand up to speak above the male voices, she voices her innocence fully only in her private conversations with Emilia (which really doesn't do any good, she's a silenced woman too, or a "simple bawd"). She persists on keeping up her submission to her husbands actions even to the end, where she almost submits to her fate of death by waiting for her husband asleep. This not only symbolizes her inaction and voluntarily taking the position of death (laying out her wedding sheets), it also shows her foolish trust in Othello by assuming a position of vulnerability before her master, who has done nothing but call her shrew. By not responding to her husband's loss of respect for her, she consequently resigns herself to her husband's justice, even on her deathbed, as she says that she has killed herself, and wishes to retain an ideal image in the eyes of her "kind lord" ("Nobody. I myself... Commend me to my kind lord"). In response of the perspective of Othello's fault in idealizing Desdemona, Desdemona does the same with her persistence to idealize herself for her Lord, by remaining chaste and loyal till her death. Gah. Desdemona is so stupid. Kind Lord? With her egoistical, self righteous jerk of a husband, maybe they were meant to be. Idiots. So annoyed, I don't wanna study them anymore... :( a waste of time
I'm hungry, AND I'm going to be late for school. Tell me - how does this work out? If Dad comes back during my exams, I will officially kill myself. literature in my bones - a world of deception
Shakespeare creates a world of deception within Othello. It is one based on two main factors of deception - immovable trust and a merging of appearances with truth. The constant manipulation of the truth to be merged with the false creates a half-truth, and it is a string of half-truths that Iago uses to create a "web" to catch not only Cassio, but most anyone who believes in "honest Iago", especially Othello. This world of deception is brought into life through a dimensional presentation, that not only are the characters interacting with Iago decieved, but also the audience. What are Iago's true motives and intentions? Why is he after Othello's blood? His constant switch of reasons leaves us, the audience, in a constant frenzy of confusion until we ourselves learn to accept and understand his true nature of a deceiver. His role of a 'playwright' in the play is characterized by a god-like control over the characters, and this control is the main creator of this world of deception.Argh. I can't study. Anyway, weird paragraph of trying to infuse the idea of Iago as a playwright into one of the branches of why Othello is a tragedy (world of deception). Quite badly written (don't kill me Carine!) And, well, because Marc Lim's template is confusing me. I can't think in such a structured way. So excuse me if I start typing more study junk here, cause I blog too much, but if I start blogging my homework out, well, it actually helps me. (Remember my stupid History essay I typed out on my previous blog. geh...) I'm so intrigued by Iago. He's like the Othello version of the devil. (spencer has a small tongue. lawl.) (ew. Carine's dp is gross.) ' Princess Riné Seraphica-T. ♠ Mathematical Beauty says: (12:12:39 AM) omg and why are all the hot guys gay liang | dynamo of volition! says: (12:13:11 AM) hahaha cause its too heavenly to have them hetero liang | dynamo of volition! says: (12:13:44 AM) we'd forget about heaven and just live on earth, believing that we're in heaven already. ' Princess Riné Seraphica-T. ♠ Mathematical Beauty says: (12:14:20 AM) fineeeeee hahahahaahah ' Princess Riné Seraphica-T. ♠ Mathematical Beauty says: (12:14:24 AM) Silly me forgot to bring my BNW home. gah. Time to mug somemore. sunshine at my doorstep.
Last night was one big SMILE. Dinner with Spencer at Stone Grill, which was creepily dotted with hearts (and I really mean dotted.) Romantic Ambience (Valentines Day recommend!). But I'd bet if we actually ate something that was ON a Stone Grill, it would be alot more interesting.
Anyway, someone watched Legally Blonde the Musical (even for a musical junkie, that's kind of bad...) But you'd be surprised that a musical like that gives me my motivation song to study. Anyway, to church then BACK TO WORK. guhhh. Evil, evil Promos. Evil Lit essay. Evil, evil Promos. Can you please just go away? Something Songs.
1. Always By Your Side. 2. Just Like A Star 3. Chasing Cars 4. Dismantle.Repair 5. Per Te Man. Perhaps I should stop adding stuff. you took me to a place I never wanted to leave
I've lost so much time, but I think something could be done.But I'm a horrible time manager, and I know what I need now to stay outsane (of course DV). But I'm setting the curfew for myself tonight! This is how things go. No more mistakes. I move forward.
time to go on rebound.
I'm really really grateful for the friends who are here for me, and are not ashamed to just hold me (or blame me for feeling whatever). To the person who's still tracking my blogs (whoever you are), I have a secret blog that you don't know about. And I swear you'll never find this one! The url is so unpredictable muahaha. So just go study for your promos, and leave me alone. *taunt taunt* Ok, that is rather mean. haha. I strive to be a nice person! =) Like I was when I was small and innocent, at age.... 13? *shrugs* Anyway, I've been listening to Acceptance's "So Contagious" so many times today, but I guess I was in the mood. Today is labelled a "So Contagious" Day. Could this be out of line to say you're the only one breaking me down like this. You're the only one I would take a shot on Keep me hanging on So Contagiously. Perhaps I need something more. |