|Tuesday, February 13, 2007
tomr is my presentation for en3241. hopefully i make sense. because jacques lacan is so much like Sigmund freud as both of them need to go for english grammar lessons. they write extremely long sentences with little or no knowledge of even simple syntax. the only comprehensible sentences are the headings. serious! i mean...how long can HEADINGS get? anyway...life is busy. unbearably busy. *that is why i hardly have the time to talk to You.You always call at the wrong time.and cant make time to talk at the right time. so there. I dunno who am i to you. the connection between us is so fuzzy. fuzzy to a point of irritation. why ask about my bro?my bro is fine.healthy.gaining his confidence.hopefully it'll prolong.*my entries have been so self-centric. but then again, i think there is importance in being me. i do have ideas to talk about but i guess, i still think it is more important to talk about me...and how i am being me. funny. i see the blogpatrol count increasing. but nonetheless...blogs ERASE and ANNIHILATE human relationships. dun bother asking how one is. just read his/her blog. and there. you know he is in trouble and you walk past him like he is the ordinary tree in the garden, which no one hardly notices its presence. damn these blogs. the writer seeks to be heard. the writer seeks to be known. the reader seeks knowledge of the writer. reader reads the writer's life like it is a storybook. waiting what will happen to the writer next. and the reader remains absolutely passive. like the seemingly IDEAL reader should be. You readers are intrusive, aren't you? the writers writing their blogs are ALIVE. they have hearts and souls, like you readers out there. there are things or concerns that they are TRYING to convey to you, my magnanimous Readers. why in the world you think they spend TIME writing TO you? Labels: readers. magnanimous readers.
* spoken&willspeakagain*
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