Sunday, Feb. 19, 2006 1:36 p.m.
������ӿ@�n�����J���[�ӿN�����X�e�@�B�C�H�᳣���|�A�R�C i hate myself for lacking imagination. once i read Murakami's book, and dunnowho said that the world was full of ppl without imagination, and the world was messed up by them. living in a world without imagination was the most terrible thing. i've begun to read again. i finished �iģ��'s "�_" in two days, and i'm still reading the introduction of edgar allan poe's selected stories. �iģ�� is a very young writer. i could never have written sth beyond my experience. this guy is quite talented, but not subtle enough ba. when i was in f.7, A. Lee asked us whether we admired those with lots of emotional fluctuations or those without. i thought many said those without, and donna argued that wasn't life more fun if u had deeper feelings for every thing and more ups and downs of emotions? i've forgot how mrs lee answered, but donna would keep arguing anyway, as usual. actually sometimes i envy ppl who have emotions. i do cry easily. today i nearly cried when reading the news about the boy in the suitcase on bus 970. maybe what i'm lacking are some so-called positive emotions. i have tried to feel more, talk more and do more, but i only feel tired. gong gong ha yi ging ng ji gong meh. actually i wanted to say at the beginning that subtlety is admirable, respectable and difficult to achieve. |