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Monday, May 11, 2009

there's really nothing happening in my life now.
omg life has never been this aimless.

and i'm not even enjoying it.

btw.
i was rereading my lit text (yes, believe it maybe this proves how aimless im feeling)
and really, i can truly understand what rushdie was trying to say about the power of the audience. ok, i'm not gna write an essay out of this. but omg. it hit me today as i was reading, how lit and psychology are so close to each other. how interlinked everything is.
psychology's fancy terms. and lit's flowery language.
if you look pass all of it.. there's so much.
saleem feels like he needs the approval of padma in order to write, but he finds he can go on without her.. yet the story is just lacking when she's not around. that feeling. its very identifiable. how one person changes things.. maybe in very subtle ways to the reader. but in very immense ways to the writer. shit, lit is such a beautiful thing. but its a killer when examinable. haha. very unromantic, for something so romanticised. psychology on the other hand. hmmmmmmm i don't know. i guess, like all science subjects.. you have to know alot before you can do anything.

i notice. i always start out talking abt something and end up talking about something else. its a habit thats failing me in my academics. haha. ok even i feel tired reading that chunk of words.

side note:
i've been lying on my chin for the past 2 hours without moving (i don't know what i was doing)
and now. my jaw REALLY REALLY REALLY hurts. ok 3 reallys is really not enough.
i can't open my mouth. omg.

the morning birds are chirping already (its 457am now)

4:16 AM