Not everything has to revolve around love, you know.

It always goes back to the rather tiresome plot that the two protagonists hate each other at first and eventually they'll end up together.

Hah.

Anyway, I'm looking forward to plots that are cool without all the cheesy romanticism thrown in. Which is perhaps why I like Hero and Nobuta and even Kurosagi---> they are stories with a 'hint' of romanticism but ultimately it ends very inconclusively and vaguely. It's precisely because of this ambiguity that these shows are more unique and memorable.

Disclaimer: Although I do like HYD and HanaKimi and Goong as they are definitely love-centric and the hilarity that ensues, but it's a very different kind of "like".

Though there has to be a clear distinction between reel life and real life. Naturally.

我只爱陌生人。
That song by 王菲 is still pretty listen-able after all these years.

It seems that everything changes with the passage of time. Is culture stagnant? Definitely not. Even Shakespeare was considered popular theatre in his time. Although now we consider him to be far above that. Kabuki was once thought to be low-class, crass culture, but now, while it is still considered to be of a lower level as compared to Noh, it's way beyond popular culture... it has evolved into a high art practised by many revered Kabuki families in Japan.

So I wonder what our popular culture will be in 200 years. And will certain genres reach that exalted status of being fine culture or high culture in time?

I'm placing my bets on jazz and blues. Maybe, maybe not.

Labels: thoughts.

Hearts And Souls
The Observatory

normal days in our normal lives
do we wish for something more?
normal days in our normal lives
where there's usually nothing more
normal days in our normal lives
so what are we waiting for?
normal days in our normal lives
where there's usually nothing more

can we ever know?
the meaning of our hearts and our souls

what are we missing again?

And there's this guilt at times for having luck with things in general. So does karma exist? I don't know. I'm feeling the silly argh-ness of sorting out nonsensical thoughts and listening to the Obs (yes all 3 CDs worth of tracks) doesn't help much.

It's so hard to think coherently. Today was a lesson once again because I couldn't comprehend. And so I felt annoyed with my seemingly lack of ability to understand.

I want a nice dog. I would like to go on long walks with it and then we can sit at the park and just be happy in our thoughts-- happy dog and happy owner. I wish I could have a living, breathing pet with me. And so I can talk to it and it can look at me with those "I understand" type of eyes and I would then feel it was all worth it, if just for Dog. And my type of dog would be a beagle. I love beagles. I do love golden retrievers and spaniels and terriers too. Well to be honest, I can't decide, but when I do see the dog of my life I will know it is The Dog.

Actually I want to work in the zoo. But I might get bird flu. I'm so paranoid. >.<

And Eldest has flown the coop. I feel sad. The feeling didn't really strike until tonight when I was sitting down and then it struck me that it might be the last time we're in the same country. Because when we both graduate, I mightn't be here, and he likewise might not return.

Leaving is hard, and it's just the way life is. We live together, we part, we meet again. Everything is impermanent and change is the only constant (sure is!).

But hopefully I'll meet you soon next year.

I just want a nice fluffy noisy dog. And we'll grow old together.

Labels: dogs, family, the observatory, thoughts.