Misfitting the past

I finally finished the shift from diaryland to blogspot in the morning. I'm no mean SoC student, so shifting 667 entries manually wasn't an easy task. But everything's prim and neat, without the flashy blogskins and pointers and whatnot. So welcome to my new home.

I knew the Twilight phenomenon was getting out of hand when I dropped by the library and found out from the catalogue search that EVERY SINGLE book of the Twilight series in ALL the libraries in Singapore has been loaned out. The most exaggerating fact? That EVERY SINGLE COPY of the Twilight series has been snapped up by thirsty readers. And with the sequel New Moon slated for a 2010 theatre release, I think the bookstores can place order for the Twilight series without worries. I anticipate Twilight's waves to ripple much further than those of Harry Potter, simply because of the fact that the Twilight series mesmorise readers with the mere fact that it's a matter of life and death, literally. What would you do if your lover could live forever and looks as gorgeous as he was a century ago, and you're the one who's aging and sprouting wrinkles and freckles? Would you give everything to live with your undead loved one?
Anyway to those who want to get their hands on more vampire action, you can check out Anne Rice. There's a reason why she's dubbed the best author of vampire novels.

Dinner with Jack, and I brought him to the place of all the joy and pain. West Coast Plaza (the former Ginza Plaza) was home to many memories, and the revamp was thorough enough to dilute much of the pain. I realised that I became much stronger when it came to facing my past and kicking it in the face. I know I would do anything to dissociate myself from the horrid past I had. And I had the courage, finally, to face up to it all. Plenty of hugs to top it off with, and I'll be back here to overthrow the irony of it all on Christmas Eve.



And I don't know what to do to score better next semester.