world peace
back from a hectic day. can someone explain why everyone does their laundry at the exact same time? murphy's law working against me. sigh. had to fight teeth and bone to get an available washing machine.
school was so utterly boring. at many points i felt tempted to pull the trigger to the gun i had held against the temple of my head. boy, wouldn't i like to punch out my business teacher's lights out! if only i could. he is getting on my nerves, which are as strained as can be as it is.
i'm starting to feel ostracized from my group of friends in class. i get this weird feeling. we are just so not on the same frequency anymore. and just cos they're moving out of residence into private housing and my dear darling mother refused to let me. sigh. it's sad. but i guess being alone is ok huh? as i so eloquently put it in my entry yesterday, being alone is not THAT bad.
i've been reading pride and prejudice, written by the legendary jane austen. beautiful story. there was a movie made too, based on the book, starring keira knightley as elizabeth bennet. well, they couldn't have picked a better choice to starr as the heroine of the story. I think that reading the book is actually far better than watching the movie. i mean, as u read, u imagine the scenery and the characters and the situations. what a sad, sad world it would be without imagination! that's the pure beauty of reading. it leaves the reader to process the beautiful words and transform them into magnificent images in his/her mind.
i shall watch hotel rwanda tomorrow on dvd night. another great story, this time perfectly true. and totally gruesome as well. the story is of genocide. that's really so sad. my teacher was telling me today, that he had a friend who was a Rwandan and he went abroad to study, bringing his wife and child, cos Rwanda didn't have any university. when he returned to Rwanda after all the unrest, he discovered he no longer had any family. absolutely no one. his mother, father, brothers and sisters, everyone he held dear had been brutally murdered. and the worse thing was, he actually had to negotiate with those cold-blooded murderers for the return of his mother's body so that he could give her a proper burial. god rest their souls. i feel so sorry for those who lost their lives or those who lost dear ones in that horrible act of unthinkable cruelty and stupidity. why do people want to fight just because of race, or skin colour? aren't we all the same underneath it all? we're all living, breathing creatures. what's so different if one is white and the other is black? i don't see any difference. sigh. if only this world didn't have so much anger and hatred, it'd be a better place.
enough venting now. i really must focus on my work. 1 more week to exams.
school was so utterly boring. at many points i felt tempted to pull the trigger to the gun i had held against the temple of my head. boy, wouldn't i like to punch out my business teacher's lights out! if only i could. he is getting on my nerves, which are as strained as can be as it is.
i'm starting to feel ostracized from my group of friends in class. i get this weird feeling. we are just so not on the same frequency anymore. and just cos they're moving out of residence into private housing and my dear darling mother refused to let me. sigh. it's sad. but i guess being alone is ok huh? as i so eloquently put it in my entry yesterday, being alone is not THAT bad.
i've been reading pride and prejudice, written by the legendary jane austen. beautiful story. there was a movie made too, based on the book, starring keira knightley as elizabeth bennet. well, they couldn't have picked a better choice to starr as the heroine of the story. I think that reading the book is actually far better than watching the movie. i mean, as u read, u imagine the scenery and the characters and the situations. what a sad, sad world it would be without imagination! that's the pure beauty of reading. it leaves the reader to process the beautiful words and transform them into magnificent images in his/her mind.
i shall watch hotel rwanda tomorrow on dvd night. another great story, this time perfectly true. and totally gruesome as well. the story is of genocide. that's really so sad. my teacher was telling me today, that he had a friend who was a Rwandan and he went abroad to study, bringing his wife and child, cos Rwanda didn't have any university. when he returned to Rwanda after all the unrest, he discovered he no longer had any family. absolutely no one. his mother, father, brothers and sisters, everyone he held dear had been brutally murdered. and the worse thing was, he actually had to negotiate with those cold-blooded murderers for the return of his mother's body so that he could give her a proper burial. god rest their souls. i feel so sorry for those who lost their lives or those who lost dear ones in that horrible act of unthinkable cruelty and stupidity. why do people want to fight just because of race, or skin colour? aren't we all the same underneath it all? we're all living, breathing creatures. what's so different if one is white and the other is black? i don't see any difference. sigh. if only this world didn't have so much anger and hatred, it'd be a better place.
enough venting now. i really must focus on my work. 1 more week to exams.
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