I read Hamlet a while ago, and though I hated Claudius–as he’s meant to be–I admire his way with words. It is quite an irony that such a vile character is also capable of such profound thoughts.
National Blog Posting Month – Day 22.
I’ll resume my novel with chapter 20 tomorrow.
Have courage, dear heart.
Though tomorrow is Monday,
Friday’s bound to come.
Narmadhaa’s log. Stardate: I don’t know when.
It’s funny how after you watch and re-watch a television series you still can’t figure why you don’t understand it completely. Happened with The Big Bang Theory.
I had watched (over and over) the series up to season 8 long before I decided to watch the Star Trek movies.
And now, after watching the movies and starting on the Star Trek original series, I’m looking at The Big Bang Theory in a whole new light. Or to be more specific, I’m seeing my favourite character, Sheldon in a new light.
There’s nothing unlovable about Sheldon. His oddities, his ignorance and his persistent denial of ignorance — everything that makes him the most attractive character on the show. Sometimes I agree so much with the way Amy speaks of him that even I don’t understand why the other characters tend to make fun of him.
But after Star Trek, I’m not sure whether I’m attracted to Sheldon. Or Spock. There I said it.
When I first watched The Big Bang Theory, I was amazed at Sheldon’s behaviour. Him not being able to understand sarcasm, his obsession for cleanliness, his un-understandable lust for logic and his complete ignorance of emotions. Try to hug him and he’ll look at you as if you’re crazy. Because you can only try. Say something (anything) and he’ll look at you as if you’re a babbling monkey. So annoying, so intimidating, so inhuman. Yet so humane.
I loved everything about Sheldon Cooper, the awkward genius.
And then I realized that Sheldon was a caricature of the one person he adored: Mr. Spock.
So now I’m torn. Do I love the original, or the caricature, which I saw first?
Or still, is it Jim Parsons who’s given new life to two great fictional characters?
This needs some logical reasoning, and I’m incapable of it.
Long live and prosper.
I didn’t realize this at first, but Westlife is more than just entertaining me.
Westlife was a popular Irish boy band who disbanded in 2012 after 14 years of music. And most of their great songs are love stories.
That is the problem. I love Westlife. But I can’t help but wonder what their music is doing to me.
I have my own ideas about love and relationships. And Westlife is changing my perception. When it comes to love, a lot of musicians sing of perfect, flawless love. I picked Westlife because their words are so simple.
There’s an angel standing next to me, reaching for my heart
Ah! Young love! Nothing like that, huh? See what I mean? Westlife makes you yearn, they make your heart ache and change your beliefs.
What happens when someone who doesn’t believe in love, perfect or not, listens to these songs? Imagine the conflict!
We know perfection isn’t true. No one loves as truly as these songs claim. Perhaps a few exceptions, but in the real world, we know it’s all fiction.
But you can’t help fantasizing. Because? It makes you feel good. And we humans do have this annoying tendency to gravitate towards what makes us miserable. That’s the way we work. It’s what makes us tick.
Not to mention all the wasted time. And the worst thing is, you can’t just forget these songs. “I don’t wanna forget you, I don’t even wanna try” They are too good.
That’s what I mean.
There’s no one like you, to speak to my heart
Now you see.
#CLT “Us against the world.” What can you say? I can’t help it.
Bob Propst had some nerve saying what he did. We all like our ‘personal space,’ but when that space becomes the office cubicle, we have nothing else to do than to watch the world pass by. How pathetic and how true.
The Chaos Within 