Today's Song

Although the video is a bit creepy, the song is still great. Isn't it?

Quote

Here is a quote by Mark Twain I really like and agree with:

"Keep away from people who try to belittle your ambitions. Small people always do that, but the really great make you feel that you, too, can become great."

Song of the Day

Forever running (out of time)

"Saturday morning, and I am at the old game of catching time between my fingers as it is running, forever running away." - Sylvia Plath wrote it once in her diary. And, although it's already Saturday afternoon (or rather evening...), I feel pretty much the same... or even worse.

I wish all this stressing and rushing and all-the-bloody-deadlines were over; it was finallly exam period and I could have a little bit of worriless (is that a word??) resting... A bit of piece and quiet, slowing down... I desperately need a change in the rhythm of my life. I'm desperate for slowing down, I'm dying for reading novels endlessly, watching my favorite films and series for hours uncounted, and most imortantly: I miss poetry terribly. Exam period is always good for writing poems, hopefully this won't change this time either. I started writing poetry (if you can call it poetry...) about a year ago, during the winter exam period, as I wrote about fifteen poems in January, 2009. Then in the following spring exam period I wrote another bunch. So now I cannot wait to have some freetime on my hands and for my mind to be calmed and relaxed... and then a whole new bunch of poems should will come, hopefully. 

And guess what? I've just started looking forward to Christmas a few days ago. Last Thursday I listened to Diana Krall's Christmas album, the first time in the season. Then at home, during the weekend I listened to it again; I even put it on my MP3 player. I just love it, because, on the one hand, it's pure jazz (which I admire so much), and on the other, it's not the usual cheesy, over-the-top Christmas stuff (which drives me crazy right after making me sick). 

Anyway, I'm trying to pretend, or convince myself that I don't really like Christmas, and actually, I don't, as the holiday never ever turns out even half as good as I always hope it would... Still, by the end of November, this funny, warm feeling settles on my chest, and I enjoy the comforting feeling that Christmas is around the corner... and that there's still a good chance that this time, this year Christmas will be better, jollier than it was in the previous years. The hope is still alive, yet. So, I'm looking forward to the winter break, as I already have a list of festive films which I will definitely watch (such as The Shop Around the Corner, You've Got Mail, Love Actually, The Holiday... You know, the usual cheesy stuff), as well as a list of books I'm planning to read during the second half of December and in January (eg: Sylvia Plath's Correspondence, Julie & Julia by Julie Powell, The Jane Austen Book Club by Karen Joy Fowler, Joanne Harris' Gentlemen and Players... and the list goes on forever.)

So, the point is that I'm trying to get through the next three weeks with the smallest demage caused (by me)... I still should must write about ten articles, prepare and give a 15-minute long presentation, have four in-class tests, and write half a dozen essays... this all in less than three weeks. Then I'll have that bloody hard phonology exam on 17 December. A nice month is ahead of me, isn't it?

And to top it all, my laptop is broken, and I'm praying it can be fixed (without paying a fortune for it).

Okay, I'll stop whining and start working now... or at least I should.

PS: Can't wait for the first snow of the season!

...and another one

Ars poetica. Kind of.

Ladies’ Club  

First I noticed Virginia,
Then I found Sylvia,
Third in the row was Mrs. Parker,
And now the turn is on dearest Anne -
Thus, I got all my suicidal ladies,
Whom I am not in love with.
Though, it may seem so
As I have all their photos
On my bright red wall.
They simply had the path
I shall surely intend to follow.

(Not) Alone

Wow, I've just realized that I haven't written a single word here for like 10 days... and to be honest, blogging didn't even cross my mind, as I have been quite busy with school stuff. Nowadays I'm only trying to survive one day at a time and complete as many things on my To Do list as it's possible during that 24-hour interval... Blogging has not been on my list lately (unfortunately), although it should have been... 

So, I guess I'll just carry on with being a stuck up, and publish another poem of mine. I wrote this one exactly almost  a year ago, thus it suits this current weather of ours quite well. (Note that right now I do not feel terribly alone at all. Just a little.)

Alone

The last vivid rays of the
Autumn Sun shine upon us
As the train appears
Above the ground.
The crowd of depressed people
Are staring into the bright light,
Just like numb statues, they are.
What connects us except for
The shabby metro car?
We will arrive in a moment,
The road will come to an end,
All will go on their own paths,
And I'll stay alone,
Terribly alone, once again.

Poem Of The Day

...am I being a stuck up if I pick a poem of mine as the Poem Of The Day? ... You know what? I  just don't care...

Hey, You just broke my heart,
And you don't even know it,
I'm dying to be -
Your best,
Your first,
Your everything,
Why can't you give
A damn about me?!?

Bon apetit!

So, guess what? I found the most charming movie of the year. Julie & Julia, it is. I already saw it about two weeks ago, right after its premier (which in Hungary was October 15th) . After watching if for the first time, I thought it was an okay film, nothing special though, with the very odd character of Meryl Streep, accompanied by her annoying intonation and high-pitch voice, and the always cutie-goodie Amy Adams. Just a usual chic-flick that takes your mind off whatever you have to worry about for a good two hours. Then days passed by, and  Julie and Julia was still there fidgeting in the back of my mind... Soon I had realized, I just had to see it again, because I was yearning for that mesmerizing atmoshpere this movie has. I couldn't resist anymore, so yesterday I went to an afternoon showing of J&J... And believe it or not, watching it the second time, I liked it even more... much more, as a matter of fact. I found Meryl Street's character not so annoying any more (still very odd though, as it was supposed to be; Streep does a splendid job, as always) and Amy Adams is, indeed, very cute, but that is why she is such a loveable actress. This the character that suits her so perfectly. 

Anne Roth is the costume designer of J&J, too, and she has also done such a good job. She not only dressed Streep authenticly, but, more importantly, she found the most suitable clothes for Adams' cutie-goodie character. I adore those charming (and very stylish!) accessories, especially the brooches. Then, the music score suits and supports that mesmerizing atmoshere of the film, especially the 1950's and 1960's parts - Time after time by Margaret Whiting and Henry Wolfe's Stop the rain are my favorites. (However, I have no clue what the heck is Talking Heads' Psycho Killer doing on the OST???)

I reckon  it's no surprise I admire J&J so much, as I love Norah Eprhon's previous films too, When Harry Met Sally... and  You've Got Mail are two of my favorites when it comes to love comedies. 

Thank you, Norah, and Bon apetit!

PS: And to top it all, I have just ordered Julie Powell's book. Can't wait to have it and start  reading it!

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