i cried and i cried and i cried. girl interrupted. that's why i like winona ryder so much. and why i love this show. it's a modern hamlet really, not plot wise cos hamlet didn't live to do the winona ryder thing and go back to society but the issues of insanity and sanity and straddling both sides and how amazingly we humans work it all out. You know we area really all interrupted at several points in our lives and i believe that if we are the type to truly truly intensely love the world and passionately embraces all the life has to let us drink in then we will definately need those silent agonising pauses at times. that's life intense and extreme for you. so that's how ms. plath managed to create such beautiful poetry. really, you really need to be as near to the danger zone as possible and try not to fall of the precarious edge while standing on your toes and peering over. that's the way you manage to look at what others don't see and how you grab your insides deep down and fling it all out into the world in all its glory.

"When you're sad, you need to hear your sorrow structured into sound."

"... the entirely credible yet unreal Vermeer light.
Light like this does not exist, but we wish it did. We wish the sun could make us young and beautiful, we wish our clothes could glisten and ripple against our skins, most of all, we wish that everyone we knew could be brightened simply by our looking at them, as are the maid with the letter and the soldier with with the hat."

"The girl at her music sits in another sort of light, the fitful, overcast light of life, by which we see ourselves and others only imperfectly, and seldom."

"Every day we choose who we are by how we define ourselves"

- Girl, Interrupted


more like, i guess, we are defined by what we choose.

hmm, so anyway first kickboxing class today. pant-inducing sweat-inducing endorphin-seeping cardio always does me good. as does the instructor's flat abs which will be my inspiration for the next twelve weeks.

currently, in need of a clean pause to start the semester. i'm at least a week behind in terms of enthusiasm and energy so i guess, gotta start tomorrow, be inspired and all. i'm not jaded, i'm just, needing a mental and physical detoxing thing to fire me up and calm me down at the same time.