aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa – i need.
How should we like it were stars to burn
With a passion for us we could not return?
If equal affection cannot be,
Let the more loving one be me.- W. H. Auden (The More Loving One)
Was flipping through my Othello notes and saw a post-it with this stanza on it. I think Ms. N mentioned it during our Role of Women lecture during the holidays. The full poem’s really sad and filled with celestial imagery though. (stars, in particular, to illustrate the unbridgeable gap between the poet and his lover. Love the rhyme scheme too; makes it sound really structured and regular, there’s like this desperation to break out from it’s consistent form but it fails to in the end – conveys the poet’s unrequited love and its routine disappointment. poor child.) SORRY OVERDOSE OF LIT PC. 
I cannot quite believe that As begin in about 2 days time.
nor can I believe that it’s 1.41AM now and I’m up reading Wittgenstein & Aesthetic Ethical Criticism.
Is anyone ever ready for A levels? (Is it a logical possibility?)
I don’t know what I need right now. :/
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As D-Day approaches.
btw, mok i’m not an emo child. D:
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i want to have this.
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have a burning secret? burning inside to know a secret? http://todayilived.tumblr.com/
go post yours today, or drop by to see if you can tell which was the one I submitted. (not that i’d reveal it or anything though haha. that would so defeat the purpose.) (:
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Things to do in an elevator.
1) Bring a camera, and take pictures of everyone in the elevator.
2) Move your desk into the elevator, and whenever someone gets on, ask if they have an appointment.
3) Lay down a Twister mat and ask people if they’d like to play.
4) Leave a box in a corner, and when someone gets on, ask if they hear something ticking.
5) Pretend you are a flight attendant and review emergency procedures and exits with the passengers.
6) Ask, “did you feel that?”
7) Stand really close to someone, sniffing them occasionally.
When the doors close, announce to the others, “It’s okay, don’t panic. They’ll open up again.”
9) Swat at flies that don’t exist.
10) Tell people that you can see their aura.
11) Call out, “GROUP HUG!” and enforce it.
12) Grimace painfully while smacking your forehead and muttering, “Shut up. All of you. Just Shut up!!!”
13) Crack open your briefcase or purse and while peering inside, as “Got enough air in there?”
14) Stand silently and motionless in the corner, facing the wall, without getting off.
15) Stare at another passenger for awhile, then announce in horror, “You’re one of THEM,” and back away slowly.
16) Wear a puppet on your hand, and use it to talk to the other passengers.
17) Listen to the elevator walls with a stethoscope.
18) Make explosion noises when anyone presses a button.
19) Ask if you can push the button for other people, but push the wrong ones.
20) Stare grinning at another passenger for awhile, then announce “I have new socks on.”
21) Draw a little square on the floor with chalk, and announce to the other passengers, “This is MY personal space!!”
22) When there’s only one other person in the elevator, tap them on the shoulder and pretend it wasn’t you.
23) Push the buttons and pretend they give you a shock.
24) Call the Psychic Hotline from your cell phone, and ask if they know what floor you’re on.
25) Hold the doors open, and say that you’re waiting for your friend. After awhile, let the doors close and say, “Hi Greg, how’s your day been?”
26) Drop a pen, and wait until someone reaches to help pick it up, and then scream “That’s mine!”
- (via littlemiss.tumblr.com)
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at the PENultimate moment.
this is what i was doing when you guys were studying/sleeping/playing/wastingyourlifeaway.
COME ON, ONE LAST BIT, Ms. N! ONE LAST BIT.
in other words, i can finally sleep tonight.
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graduating thoughts.
if there was one thing I loved indefinitely in this world, it would be the time spent with the councillors.
like boss said, now that we’re so near the end of our journey together as a cohort, it doesn’t matter what set us on it in the first place. Today, I walk out of the gates of TJ knowing that I’ve made an undeniable difference. I want to thank you for giving me a chance to feel that awesome sense of accomplishment, comfort and belonging (: 32nd will always be home.
14 more days; i think i’m ready for more.
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Flash Forward.
“Could the truth just be a lie that we all believe in?” – Flash Forward.
I cannot think of anything without relating it to KI any more.
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Just finished watching (500) days of Summer – here’s one of my favourite scenes. Broke my heart as I watched it unravel. (all credits go to Fox Searchlight.)
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Prior scene: Tom & Summer hung out at a bar, where a complete douche attempts to pick Summer up by offering to buy her a drink. Tom gets pissed and hits said douche bag. Tom gets pummelled to the ground by douche.
Setting: Summer’s apartment.
Tom, despite being in a bloody mess, feels awesome for taking a punch for his girl.
I don’tknow where it came from. I haven’tpunched someone since JoshGreenberg in fifth grade. Guess I’mgonna have to throw out this shirt.Summer starts walking ahead and Tom notices for the first time she’s furious.
Tom: Hey, what’s the matter?
Summer: I can’t believe you.
Tom: You can’t believe me?
Summer: You were so completely uncool in there.
Tom: Wait, are you’re mad at me? I just got my ass kicked for you.
Summer: Oh that was for me? Was that for my benefit? Well, next time, don’t. Because I don’t need your help. You know what… I’m really tired. Can we talk about this tomorrow?
Summer signals for Tom to leave. Tom looks at Summer with disbelief and resigns. Tom walks towards the door, pressing the ice pack against one side of his cheeks.
He turns back.
Tom: No, you know what? I’m not going anywhere until you tell me what’s going on.
Summer: Nothing’s going on. We’re just..
Tom: We’re just what? Just.. what?
Summer: Fr-
Tom: No. Don’t pull that with me. Don’t even try. This is not how you treat your friend. Kissing in the copy room, holding hands in IKEA, shower sex- come on, friends my balls.
Summer: I like you, Tom. I just don’t want a relationship.
Tom: Well, you’re not the only one who gets a say in this! I do too! and I say we’re a couple, god damn it!
Tom storms out of the apartment.
The reconciliation. (kind of)
Tom: Look, we don’t have to put a label on this – on us. It’s just, I need consistency. I need to know you won’t wake up tomorrow and feel a different way.
Summer: I can’t promise you that. Nobody can.
The lead characters are hot talented actor and actress; but i think the most gripping thing about this movie is the rawness of human emotion in this. There’s no inflated romance, or some kind of Disney spin on happily ever afters. It’s the painful truth that some people believe in love, some don’t. How do you commensurate the two? That’s up to you to decide – but I like Summer. I think I might turn into Summer when I grow up; this is a thought that scares me a little. I only wished that I’d have a Tom by me when that time comes around.
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