January 2011
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I hope that, when I go to uni, I find myself in a group of people who seem to think they’re starting some sort of movement and are ‘revolutionary’ thinkers or something and go against the grain. It sounds like it would be so obnoxiously fun. Also sounds like something from Brideshead Revisited. Alright, I guess I’m just bummed out about all the movements I missed in...
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Another reason to love Frasier - the epic literary...
Niles: Don’t you find her a tad… what would the polite euphemism be?— stupid? Frasier: Niles! She is just unschooled, like Liza Doolittle. You find her the right Henry Higgins, she’ll be ready for a ball in no time! Niles: Leave it to you to put the “pig” back in “Pygmalion”. BERNARD SHAW REFERENCE!
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Just played The Game of Life with my family.
I can’t really remember why I used to think it was a fun game - it was actually really boring and I sat there reading between my turns. But, in the game, I had no children, had a luxury yacht, I wrote a best seller and got a Nobel Prize. Not a bad life.
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thebluenowhere replied to your post:Bah, I accidentally had Keats on my dash for a second.But his handwritingggg :( so pretty. I wish mine was like that. I have to study him soon :’) hohoho.
It was pretty, true. I thought it was Yeats though. :P Yours is kind of like that, though. xD And well, he does have a couple of poems I liked - La Belle Dame Sans Merci and The Eve of St. Agnes for example....
Bah, I accidentally had Keats on my dash for a...
Cannot stand that man and his bloody poetry. xD
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porcelainletters-deactivated201 asked: What book are you currently reading at the moment, and what do you like/dislike about it? :)
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saltwaterhearts asked: Hello! I love you. Just thought you should be reminded of that. <3
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“Looking up at the stars, I know quite well
That, for all they care, I can go to...”
– “The More Loving One”, W.H. Auden (via everyoccassion)
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I love E. M. Forster,
But I just really can’t be bothered to write an essay on ‘A Room With A View’ right now. I swear I’ve been out of practice - I’m just babbling without any real ‘argument’. Damn you physics, for taking up so much of my time this month.
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greenkneehighs:
Ohhh God…Yeats wrote hundreds and hundreds of poems about Maud Gonne, but she was into the more adventurous types (plus Yeats was more than a bit clingy). When he finally did manage to get Maud into bed, he wrote a poem about it (“…My arms are like the twisted thorn/And yet there beauty lay”); she ended up sending him a pamphlet about how it’s better for artists to remain...
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Today was a very good day.
It didn’t get off to a good start when I found out my art teacher hadn’t even looked at my essay when the hand-in is on Monday, but oh well! That was solved by a trip to Waterstones with my friends, where I bought a gorgeous collection of Ted Hughes poems (I will post a photo tomorrow if I remember - trust me, it really is a gorgeous book). Then I just got back from a lovely dinner...
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“What can be explained is not poetry.”
– William Butler Yeats (via yeatsofhell)
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Things to do tonight:
Decide what to wear for Hannah’s (formal-ish) dinner tomorrow.
Flick through The End of the Affair by Graham Greene and remind myself about it, so I don’t sound like a complete moron tomorrow with my English tutor. In my defence, I haven’t read the book since summer.
Eat too much and watch Frasier and forget about the crap that was the physics exam earlier.
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So, my Bernard Shaw plays finally came, and...
My mum: -reading the back of Heartbreak House- It doesn’t say what’s it’s about… Me: Well, it wouldn’t really, it’s a play. My mum: It’s because it’s boring. Me: -is in a mild state of shock- Bernard Shaw is not boring! He’s awesome!
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“A strange thing surely that my Heart, when love had come unsought
Upon the...”
– ‘Owen Aherne and his Dancers’ by W. B. Yeats
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Just ate far too many Kettles.
And I officially don’t care about my exam tomorrow. This is a surprising turn of events.
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I just remembered a cool dream from last night.
The library at my school was bigger and had a little shop in it, in which they were selling some prints of my artwork. ;__; Oh, wishful thinking… lol.
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I got bribed to go and buy food with my mum.
Usually, I would say no, because I wanted to relax. But I got out of it a bag of salt and pepper Kettles (probably my favourite comfort food in the world), and a box of Earl Grey tea. So it’s all good!
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“If you only knew how much I love you, how essential you are to my life, you...”
– Part of a letter to Victor Hugo from Juliette Drouet (1833). Anyone who wrote so honestly and poetically in a letter must’ve been such an interesting person.