Saturday, 20 December 2008
okay, i stand corrected. Jonathan Strange & Mr.Norrell is nothing like a good ol' magicky book. but it is awesome. its one of those books that the first part is a little slow-going but once you get in, your in. and towards the end i didnt want it to end, because the idea of magic being revived in England was just too exciting to turn the last page and leave that world. but i did and it was good while it lasted. hmmm. im so glad im getting to read like i used to. back to familiar ol' wodehouse for awhile now. and he never gets old. (arent italics just delicious!?!)
i wish someone would pay me to read. now that would be a job description i'd like. speaking of job descriptions, i've been thinking how vague they are. like when someone says im a manager or a teacher, its pretty clear what they're doing but what does being a consultant mean? or like being a nautical engineer (okay, i just made that up- but you know what i mean). ah well.
anyway im glad this year is ending... finally. and im excited about next year. i know you have something special for me this year Lord. i hope it starts with a non-screwy sleep pattern. not that i havent been getting masses of sleep these hols as im determined on paying my sleep debt many times over. heheh.
peppermint mocha is love =))
6:32 pm
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Wednesday, 10 December 2008
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in other news, the usa is beeeeg. the roads, the land, the cars, the food and last but certainly not least, the people. however its refreshing to see hills and trees and a lack of skyscrapers for miles around. cause LA is pretty much rolling, flat city (except for like 10 skyscrapers at the CBD) surrounded by sea and hills. i love the weather- cool and sunny during the day and cold at nights =))
we noticed that the walk sign at the traffic lights here are white men walking, rather than the usual green man. first time my mum sees em, she goes- "dont walk, wait for the white man". haha. which of course led to things like "hey its the white man!" or my dad's "you cant walk here unless the white man says so", etc etc. lol.
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i finished reading "The White Tiger" by Adiga and "The Kite Runner" by Hosseini over the past 3 days. its LOVELY to read like this again. and both books were wonderful. the latter because its so sad and straightforward and sweet. and the former because its such a funny yet tragic satire of india. i love it! am now reading the highly recommended "Jonathan Strange & Mr.Norrell", gosh its good to read a nice ol' magicky book. not that its very old la. haha.
[if music helps me survive school, books take me through the hols]
speaking of the power of words, or rather as i have spoken about; it i've been thinking bout how little power i have over it. shakespeare really understood the wonders of his "art" eh. hmmm.
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If the wind at night-time told stories
It would be of journeys
Of where it came from and where it was going
And of journeys left undone, unsung
But tonight it is held hostage, fifteen floors up
Stuck in a groove of longing
I remember its younger playfulness
Turning up skirts,
Undoing coifed, crisp arrangements
Revealing secrets and tensions
That are best left
Untouched
By immature hands
But now it has travelled and gained weight
Soaked up the wisdom of the clouds
And learnt the ways of the sun
(strong and sweet at a
single point in the sky)
It has mastered
movement
It is teaching me that
Moving forward does not
Always mean forgetting what
Let the sails loose
That having a past
Can give substance and strength
To future rains
But midnight past, it is anxious
It knows that I resist
Learning,
late at night
And I can only move
Slowly,
to the next room
Now it is leaving
With stories that must not be silenced
Now it is unwilling to tell all
To a child
But the rain has just let it loose
The tropics are awake
It is morning
And I have closed the window.
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something towards the end is all wrong. hmmm.
i wandered lonely
as a cloud
lost in summer's drought
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6:38 am
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