just watched the da vinci code. hmmmm. it was pretty good, above average definitely and i do recommend everyone to watch it. i guess the one problem lies in the fact that nearly everyone has read the book before this, and hence already has a fixed idea and interpretation of it in their minds. thus the freshness and originality the movie could have had was lost. as expected, straight after the movie, my parents started comparing it with the book. however, the movie was still very much well done (no extremely corny lines thank god. lol no pun intended) and all religious and non-religious people should go watch it. yes even the christians and catholics. you know, just go watch it with an open mind and just basically take a look at alternative views of your own religion. its blasphemous in the minds of many for sure, but if your faith were really that strong, it wouldn't affect you and ur religion that much at all. besides, its mostly fiction. its based on a book which has topped the world fiction bestseller lists. no need to get so bloody anal about it and start condemning everything. for those who still strictly disapprove of the movie, refuse to watch it, and discriminate against others who've watched it, well, all i have to say is that you're simply reinforcing some views which dan brown puts across in his book which are not flattering of you at all. anyways. i'm trying not to be an intolerant. open-mindedness is my ideal. strangely enough, the more i pursue this policy of open-mindedness, the more intolerant i get. bigots just seem that much more irritating. for those who wonder why i havent been online for the past like what? 4 days? yeah 4 days of suffering and torture. yes, i have been frantically mugging my brains out in anticipation of the upcoming A levels and am abstaining from all forms of leisure for the next 6 months.
LOL. did you really believe that?! well, if you did, congratulations! you obviously don't know me at all. anyway enough crap. i had my internet connection down for the past few days, because of..well frankly its a long story. and it could very possibly be my fault, and which i think it is, but yet the problem also lay with the modem and router. anyway a bit of unpleasantness ensued, but i guess its over now.... basically my sister was being a bitch about having her internet connection affected too and that really pissed me off. i mean i would have apologised to her...if she hadn't burst into a tirade in the middle of my room and screamed her head off about how stupid i was. ok she didnt directly call me stupid but the implication was clear enough. so we had a cold war for a couple of days, because she couldnt send her friend in the states her 21st birthday present which was painstakingly recorded, and i refused to apologise. well in the end of course i did. if we were all going to watch the da vinci code together, i'd rather not stress everyone in the family out. i always feel like i'm the one doing all the apologising. but i guess i'm used to it. like my mum said, maybe next time when we each move out of the house, we'll finally see each others POV and stop arguing. relations with my sister are just...weird. sometimes i get scared of her because i really don't know what she can do. she's smarter than anyone in the family and the worst thing is she's absolutely cold-blooded sometimes. but enough of that. i still can't believe that chris daughtry was kicked off american idol ( a bit long ago i know haha). i mean, i truly thought he was going to go all the way, at least to the top 3 or the finals. this is just crazy. i would think out of the 4, he's the only one who has the most complete idol package, and also the most rabid fans. i mean elliot is just gross sometimes, there's just something about him thats not real, plus he looks like a pervert. kat mcphee is possibly the best singer, but she's just not likeable. she comes across too often as snobbish, self-centred and superficial. which leaves taylor. i do hope that he gets the crown after daughtry's gone.
An Arundel Tomb -Philip Larkin.
Side by side, their faces blurred, The earl and countess lie in stone, Their proper habits vaguely shown As jointed armour, stiffened pleat, And that faint hint of the absurd - The little dogs under their feet. Such plainness of the pre-baroque Hardly involves the eye,until It meets his left-hand gauntlet, still Clasped empty in the other; and One sees, with a sharp tender shock, His hand withdrawn, holding her hand.
They would not think to lie so long. Such faithfulness in effigy Was just a detail friends would see: A sculptor's sweet commissioned grace Thrown off in helping to prolong The Latin names around the base.
They would not guess how early in Their supine stationary voyage The air would change to soundless damage, Turn the old tenantry away; How soon succeeding eyes begin To look, not read. Rigidly, they
Persisted, linked, through lengths and breadths Of time. Snow fell, undated. Light Each summer thronged the glass. A bright Litter of birdcalls strewed the same Bone-riddled ground. And up the paths The endless altered people came,
Washing at their identity. Now, helpless in the hollow of An unarmorial age, a trough Of smoke in slow suspended skeins Above their scrap of history, Only an attitude remains:
Time has transfigured them into Untruth. The stone fidelity They hardly meant has come to be Their final blazon, and to prove Our almost-instinct almost true: What will survive of us is love. what a poem whitby picked. shall show you an even prettier one next time, called...well you'll see. toodles!
