Thank God It's Friday

Cool one. This photo really describes my day. I woke up and felt like the world was meaningless. Why the hell should I go to school? I was in a not-so-good mood at school, and I somehow felt annoyed at little things. What's that word? Oh, "picayunish" (though I'm not so sure about the spelling.). And then, as the day went on it slowly, eventually, maybe, turned better. We make ourselves. Right? We make our day. Not stupid fate or whatever. It's all about attitude.

Note to self: The world may be empty of meaning but it is a blank canvas on which to paint meanings of your own.

Pic from here.

Moons Can Be Cool Too

A full moon rises behind the art deco spire of the old Kansas City and Light building in downtown Kansas City, Mo. Sunday, Oct. 24, 2010(AP Photo/Charlie Riedel)

I saw this photo while reading an article entitled The Really Strange Story Behind Sunday's Blue Moon which has got to be the most boring and senseless article I've ever read, no offense. It was about blue moons, but some parts might have been interesting and useful too (like the real reason why 13 is unlucky. From the article: 'Occasionally, however, there will come a year when there are 13 full moons during a year, not the usual 12. The almanac explanation continued:

"This was considered a very unfortunate circumstance, especially by the monks who had charge of the calendar of thirteen months for that year, and it upset the regular arrangement of church festivals. For this reason thirteen came to be considered an unlucky number."')

Well, back to the photo. I just think it's cool, with the silhouette of the house (an art deco?) against an enormous full moon. It looks straight out of a horror movie, with the art deco looking like a dilapidated mansion complete with spires. All that's missing is a flash of lightning. And the size of the moon. I've never seen a moon like that, except in movies. I mean, it looks like you can almost touch it or as if it's going to devour you any second. Wish I see a moon like this here. But it might also freak me out.

Two words: Creepily cool.

Booked

Last week, I read two fairy tale retellings:

The Night Dance, by Suzanne Weyn:

This is a novel so it really gave life and flesh to the story The Twelve Dancing Princesses. I loved the plot of the story and how it was set in the time of King Arthur (the leading man here is a knight of Arthur). But what I don't like is the language. Well, you know, how the novel is written. It was dragging at the start, the language seemed stilted, and the ending was too abrupt and hurried for my own liking. It was like the characters were facing this big problem one minute, then the next minute, they're all having their happy ending. I mean, the story seemed to turn comical and cliched towards the end. And the author keeps repeating how the heroine is so beautiful and special all that, and the hero is so handsome and brave. It's just kinda annoying. But anyway, it was fun to read. I'll give it 3 stars.

The other book is loads better. This is Princess Sonora and the Long Sleep, by Gail Carson Levine. This is the opposite of the The Night Dance, mainly because it was so enjoyable to read. Original. It's an interesting take on Sleeping Beauty. I was just laughing reading it. Actually, this is my youngest sister's book, so it's for little kids, but it's sort of a novella. Hilarious. Really. 5 stars!

Now I'm done with fairy tale retellings, I've moved on to magic and wizards. Yeah, I 'm reading the last book in the Harry Potter series now. I received this three years ago, but it's only now that I've decided to really read it. Besides, the 7th movie is coming to theaters this week! I want to read the book first before watching the movie. Movies always spoil great books.

31 Days Later

I'm back. And I can't believe that it's been exactly a month: last post was on Oct. 8 and now it's Nov. 8. What a coincidence that it's only today that I've finally decided or found time to post again. I mean, I just felt so... lazy. So now, I'm going to make up for everything. My resolution: post everyday! Piece of cake. (Really?)

So much had happened these past 31 days: activities in school, or just plain regular lessons, sem. break (awesome and boring and okay), to name a few. I actually don't remember a lot (isn't it funny that we sometimes forget our thoughts when we try to write them down? You know. They seem to shy away from you. Then when you don't think about this and that, they bother you). Oh, I also remember my mother had come back from Europe. She looked just like when she left (except maybe that she gained some weight. A little). Anyway, life's back to normal, or as normal as it was before.

So one word to describe everything? (Not only because Christmas is in the air now. But that can be a reason too...)

Cool.