talking about inter-textuality.
to be precise, it is the accummulation of meanings across different texts, where one image refers to another, or has its meaning altered by being 'read' in another context..
i cannot believe i am typing all these down while being so stressed about the upcoming papers. fortunately, i'll end this agony in a weeks' time. thank gawd...
well, but i cant help it but to vent out some frustrations in order to make myself feel better. pity myself sometimes that i am actually using my blog to record such unhappy things/matters and obviously with anger involved at times. typing makes me feel better. is it a kind of psychological matter on my side or is it really that therapeutic?
maybe i should start post random stuff and overload with pictures so as not to bore others as well as myself. so when i look back at the archive, it will not be so boring. but well, these type of angsty entries makes good reflections at times too.
anyway, i shall not be so explicit in what makes me really farking (i'm sorry) pissed here since there are people reading my blog. yeap. in my view, whatever one writes on the internet, it is always retrievable and someone out there, even if it i just 1, is reading what one uploads onto the internet.
yea the whole point and message that i wanna bring up is that: THE protagonist, whose is the whole cause of it, just dont understand. or perhaps they are just plain f-uped.
it's times like this that i really hate you.
Nice and meaningful song..
Eight years later
Time goes by fast
Got my memories
And they will last
I try to keep it simple
Cause I hate goodbyes
I try to keep it simple
By telling myself
That
I, I will remember you
And all of the things that we've gone through
There is so much I could say
But words get in the way
So, if we're not together
I will remember you
I will remember you
We're a picture In my mind
And when I want to find you
I just close my eyes
You'll never be that far from me
So don't say goodbye
Cause you'll never be that far from me
I'm telling myself
That
I, I will remember you
And all of the things that we've gone through
There is so much I could say
But words get in the way
So, if we're not together
I will remember you
You were there when
I needed a friend
Thank you, thank you
I never told you
How much that meant
Yeah thank you, thank you
I will remember you
And all of the things that we've gone through
There is so much I could say
But words get in the way
So, I.. I will remember you
And all of the things that we've gone through
There is so much I could say
But words get in the way
So, when we're not together
I will remember
When we're not together
I will remember you
I will remember you
A professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items in front of him. When the class began, wordlessly, he picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls. He then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was.
The professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles rolled into the open areas between the golf balls. He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They agreed it was.
The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else He asked once more if the jar was full. The students responded with an unanimous "yes."
The professor then produced two glasses of wine from under the table and poured the entire contents into the jar, effectively filling the empty space between the sand. The students laughed.
"Now," said the professor, as the laughter subsided, "I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life. The golf balls are the important things; your family, your children, your health, your friends, and your favorite passions; things that if everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full." The pebbles are the other things that matter like your job, your house, and your car. The sand is everything else; the small stuff.
"If you put the sand into the jar first," he continued, "there is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls. The same goes for life. If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff, you will never have room for the things that are important to you." "Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness. Play with your children. Take time to get medical checkups. Take your partner out to dinner. Play another 18. Do one more run down the ski slope. There will always be time to clean the house and fix the disposal. Take care of the golf balls first; the things that really matter. Set your priorities. The rest is just sand."
One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the wine represented. The professor smiled. "I'm glad you asked. It just goes to show you that no matter how full your life may seem, there's always room for a couple of glasses of wine with a friend."
just wanna share this with all of you which i had chanced upon and thot it is very meaningful. :)
and yes 2 weeks to exams. and yes i am very lazy to update my blog. a little too lazy and busy playing games hahaha.. promised to update blog once after exams k? (i hope.) i have so many Many MANY pics and events to talk abt! i am just afraid i'll lose all the excitement to update once dec arrives. oops!
anyways, i cant wait for dec to come!! yay! look forward to so many exciting things too. and no let's just hope May never comes. cos i hate to graduate. :(