hahahahahahaha just thinking how hilarious was 'emo'?
my life is spiralling downward. mood apathetic
ha ha haaaaaaar.
this evening i did all my practise early on, piano, cello exeteraa. i thought, ooo this is nice now i have free time to do as i pleaszies. but now i am bored bored mind numbingly bored. facebook, msn, its just not entertaining at. all. full of boring boring people. so here es an idea, read a book. wow! opifinay
i've finished my third helping of Sebastian Faulks, 'Birdsong' is probably one of my favourite books, if not my favourite. but i dont feel i can make a clear judgement because i've not read many books. well i have, but not as much as i think you should read before you declare your favourite. I still have all the greats to read, Zola, Voltaire. i need to get some Bronte down me first. i havent even read 'The Catcher in the Rye' !!!!!
at the moment i've just started 'The Colour Purple' i started it last night i've read a good section. Didnt realise it was all diary form, its strange. but so matter of fact. it makes it realistic i suppose.
Anywho, On Green Dolphin Street was the book i just finished by Sebastian Faulks. It was fantastic. I didnt feel an intense emotion like i did at the end of The Time Travelers Wife, or Birdsong, or The Book Thief. but it struck a chord. it was so real, so full of responsibility. this mary, the 'main' character has an affair with frank, a journalist. she has a lovely, good husband and two kids. her mother dies. and, as i've found with alot of faulks' writing, it takes a while to get to the point. but he writes about, just, feelings. like, the depth of someones feelings, their experience and their history and how it gets them to the point. god! i cant put it into words. you just have to know i suppose. but i completely admire that he can create this feeling, this emotion, and not even have to write the words to describe it. its just this overpowering sense
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