real eyes

Recess week began last Wednesday evening for me, but to date, I have only gone through four readings. My ability to do nothing continues to amaze me. In essence, it has been a wonderful week, curling up at home, with my trusty (and crusty hurrhurr) laptop and the skies grey and notsoblue. I could do well as recluse, or a hikikomori. The last time I stepped out of my house was on... Monday afternoon? Hahaha, but how could I leave when Sungkyungkwan Scandal, with its panoramic cinematography, stirring music and I save the best for last- JALGEUM QUARTET-, was waiting for me online. Even though there were streaming difficulties, ie forever side-eyeing Dailymotion and its instability, it was a wonderful twenty-odd hours agonising over, cheering for, and giggling at the trials and tribulations of four teenagers in the Joseon era. Add the classic cross-dresser in an all-male boarding school, three (THREE!) cute/adorable/swoon-worthy male leads to the mix, and you got a potent potion, enough to knock any cynical and world-weary fangirl off her feet clad in winged Jeremy Scott sneakers. It was a good drama, though an even better one when one is supplemented with the forward button. Every time scheming!parents or bumbling!officials appeared onscreen, one knew that Shit was embarking on a serpentine path to meet Fan, so the impatient one could conveniently fast-forward to see implosion of fecal matter in all its speckled glory. What made the series stand out were the characters and their growth throughout the series. Because I am on the run from readings, and because facebook has long ceased to be interesting, I shall indulge myself in a pointless prattle about Sungkyunkwan Scandal. Yay. Oh, I am so exhausted by the exciting happenings in my life!


( my long essay that has no deadline. unlike the IR one on Monday.. )

Okay, time to start on some readings now! Why is 1500 words so easy to hit when you're not writing essays for school? Sometimes I wish that there was a Cultural Studies major that I could do. My mind is primed for commercialism, for masked frivolity (okay, maybe real), not for weighty issues like, do democracies contribute to peace? Then, I read Yoo Ah In's interview and I am inspired to work hard, because nothing comes easy. It is the struggle that is delectable, that makes one feel alive. Who doesn't want things to be relaxing? But would skating through life make me happy? Sigh. Nearing twenty, but still as clueless as ever. What I know, however, is that information/knowledge is powerful. The selectivity of revelation, the timing, the manipulation, the framing: all of it can make and shake events. That is what I'm highly interested in. But what would that make me? Hmmm... listening to "Kiss and Tell" by The Black Skirts isn't really helping, because I feel like bopping my head and dancing around. And that... is exactly what I will do now. Bye!