warning: blabbering ahead.

feeling so pensive and random now.

So i had my first 20th century british literature lecture today. It was actually quite fun! the lecturer [Gilbert Yeoh] was rather boring but the content was amazing..(yes i am the quintessential nerd). I actually think that people named 'Gilbert' are kinda doomed. It's like naming a baby Lawrence. Very wrong. but that's not my point. We were talking about the modernist era in England in the early 1900s, that was the period where people realized that reality shifts from warped perspective to warped perspective. I've always wondered what other people's lives were like, what it would be like to live it for one moment. but no one can experience that can they?

It's like nobody would be able to see whethe getting kicked in the balls or pregnancy is more painful. Actually i think pregnancy is more painful. Girls have a higher threshold for pain than guys, i think if we could feel what it's like it wouldn't be too much to handle..muahahhaa..don't quote me on that.

so anyways i was watching shooting stars just now. That is one bad show. Whoever assumed that just coz u're famous means you can act has seriously got to be mental. I think the best actor in that show was the singing coach. i switched it off 10 minutes into the show. seriously don't even bother with that. What happened to good channel 5 dramas? Or did they cease existing even before they started? next time if i ever get to be a writer or a director i'll make sure i'm the next m. night shyamalan! home of the stars my butt.

pretty random but i wanna change my blogskin again. see how la..

bye bye babies!

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