i'm twenteen years old. yes, you read right. i don't suppose it's possible to stop feeling like a teenager just because you turn twenty. growing out of adolescence is a more gradual process, ain't it? it's hard to lure oneself away from the enticing allure the teen years can offer. high school and university are the most fascinating years ever...there's SO much to learn...academically indeed. and otherwise. every one seems to be enlightened about the ways of the world as a collective whole.
i've been attnding many interesting classes of late. i LOVE my Tempest classes. i don't know why i feel rather nervous before posing questions, though my professor is the most brilliantl and most encouraging ever!!!! i think the tempest offers one of the most ambiguous conclusions EVER! prospero's art doesn't prove to be entirely efficacious as it cannot penetrate the sinister realm inhabited by antonio and sebastian. also, if they've tried their hand at ousting the monarch twice {both times unsuccesfully, as Prospero does eventually return and alonso is not murdered} there is little guarantee that they won't try it once again. miranda welcomes the court party exceedingly warmly and thinks very well of them...misguided judgement...one hopes she is not as deceived about apotheosising[??] Ferdinand.
okies, enough of this literary talk for the time being.
the weather's nice today. i tried sushi at south city for the first time today! i can't believe i didn't try any in thailand. oh well. we were supposed to have another school friends meet up today. the last day at haldiram's was awesome. i felt like "debu" again...but today's meet didn't happen.
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