Tuesday, April 4
But pain...seems to me an insufficient reason not to embrace life. Being dead is quite painless. Pain, like time, is going to come on regardless. Question is, what glorious moments can you win from life in addition to the pain? - Lois McMaster Bujold, Barrayar, 1991. hm. that quote does raise a rather interesting point.and i think im a really shallow blogger who talks about the most boring details of my life.
anyways, argh. ow. my right arm muscle at the top i always forget what its called, is doing that thing it always does, AGAIN. just that its slightly different today, i cant write for more than 15 minutes without stretching for a bit, then i continue writing again. kuz it hurts. sniff. i really should get it checked and see whats wrong with it lorh. i dont think its just muscle cramping anymore ... feels rather different. ohh wells.
yesterday while watching the watoto choir video, i figured out the perfect and ideal job, which i would seriously love to do - but unfortunately, i doubt im good enough in music to do it. basically, major in music teaching or something in a uni, then instead of working for MOE and teaching schoolchildren in that sense, it'd be nice if i could teach the underprivileged - orphan homes, convicts, etc. i'd really love working with convicts if i could but then i think there're other people doing that already.
doesnt it sound like such an awesome job? but i dont really have any gift in music, (not that i HAVE a gift in anything, fact is), so it would be quite hard. kuz majoring in music would require going to overseas universities, etc etc. SIGH. so i guess its back to doing some physics thing and maybe volunteer lorh. whee! doesnt sound too bad either, actually. quite fun!
OHOH I FINISHED BIAN CHENG LANG ZI! yes its such a darn good book and there're so many awesome twists in the ending. ahh, and all the characters in the book are so so so kool. but well now i can concentrate on reading
bonesetter's daughter for a bit. though i hate reading novels simply because they're
compulsory lit texts.oh and we got back our unseen poem timed trial today,
AND I ACTUALLY PASSED WHEE! and whats better is, it was
mirror by guess who? sylvia plath. would've guessed the teachers would use a psychotic, neurotic poet's poems. i mean i mean im not attacking sylvia plath as a person BUT I REALLY CANT STAND HER POEMS. doesnt like poems that have underlying meanings about two thousand floors underground and you need to dig. and dig. and DIG. to find the darn meaning and usually its entirely far-fetched and ridiculous. but i actually managed to pass one of SYLVIA PLATH's unseen poems! my gosh life rawks. though admittedly i didnt pass well at all.(on the sidenote, we're studying some modern poetry in chinese lit and its loads of fun.)
oh well, 8 o'clock in 3 mins. so shall blog abit more until the 3 mins is up and i start practicing pianoh. i've decided not to read
bonesetter's daughter anymore, simply because i dont think its one of amy tan's better books, and also because i generally dont like it as our lit text. shall go online sometime and read summaries/reviews. so right now im gonna read wu-lin-wai-shi, another absolutely wonderful book by gu long, yep its wuxiaxiaoshuo and harthed most deeply by yours truly!
roasted peanuts and cheesy nachos,- alena.
i was green-ed at 7:42 pm
