love,hope and redemption

"Love is a self-inflicted pain.
But in pain, we find redemption. Only in redemption, do we understand
love."

3 things i did with my life today.

watched the shawshank redemption,the show my father has harped about for years.my turn to harp about it for years now.it blew me away for 3 hours.what can i say?it was astoundingly powerful.pure pleasure for the imagination.watch it.

after hanging around for a while,talking to rachel (finally) and going for the after-dinner walk,i waited for the classic and il mare to load.filled up my scholarship form because my mum kept reminding me to,then watched the classic first.the classic was really sad but it ended badly.too cliche.the mother's story itself was very oh-my-gosh-no!!!!!! i liked that story.however it didn't help that one of the guys looked like keith wong.not too bad la.but i wasn't moved that much.

after deliberating whether i should give up and sleep i didn't because it was only 12.so i watched il mare for the next 2 hours.the original lakehouse.very good.very cleanly romantic.because both characters never actually met and talked till the last 1 minute of the show.i liked it though,despite the fantasy plot (yet again).so much better than lakehouse.the subtlety of koreans does work wonders when it's korean.not when it's translated into sth so showy and kissy,like lakehouse became.keanu reeve's wooden portrayal falls way short of the korean guy's performance.i actually liked him (korean guy).but then again i felt that the characters were a little too one-dimensional.

a good story needs you to be able to remember the names of the characters,for one thing.i've clean forgotten all of them.accept the shawshank one.andy and red.ahhh.something people subconsciously bother committing to memory during the show.maybe i was chatting too much with rachel whilst watching.hmm.

i don't know.these days love stories just don't get to me the way they used to.probably because i gave up on every last one of him.

there they go.