Graces is finally over! The past 3 days have whizzed past in such a flash-it feels a bit like a train of moving images and sounds rushing down the tracks so fast, you can barely stop to absorb the scenery outside. It dawned upon me that sometimes when life passes before you so quickly, it makes you realise just how beautiful some moments really are, and well, how ugly some can be, but what's most important would be to remember them all. It still freaks me out that the big event that we've all been anticipating since Sec 1 is done, complete, finished, just like that. Poof! My life has gone back to normal. Too normal that it becomes weird, actually.

I've been reading so many novels in the weekend that I feel slightly disoriented now, as if I'm wondering why I'm still here when I'm supposed to be riding off into the sunset with my Prince Charming (aka Whoeveryouarepleasecomeoutsoon). Sometimes I get confused between imagination and reality because it's so hard to define the line between both, as well as what is really possible and what is not. After awhile, you start to wonder if there's really such a thing as happy endings because, well, in real life, there doesn't seem to be ANY endings at all. New things, new chapters, new possibilities; they just keep opening up. But no matter what, as a die-hard romantic, I still firmly believe in happily ever afters!

Speaking of endings, I was seriously pissed off by the ending of The Sweet and Far Thing by Libba Bray, which happens to be the third and last book of the Gemma Doyle trilogy. I mean, are you kidding me? The guy and girl go through so much just to be together, and just when they've attained this mutual understanding and connection in their budding love, WHAM! The guy DIES. And you know how he got killed off? He became a freaking tree!! He apparently did it to save the girl, but couldn't he have died in a more, um, heroic way??




A tree!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I detest that some writers think it's perfectly justified to throw in a death to dramatise the ending of a book (or a drama or a movie, they're all kinda similar), or in the case of lovers, to emphasize the depth of feelings they had for each other. I think it's unnecessary. If you HAVE to resort to death to show the intensity and beauty of true love, then it's your writing that has a major problem. Sometimes it makes the story more poignant and moving, like PS I Love You by Cecilia Ahern, but for this series it just BUGGED the crap out of me.



Yeah, I'm a sucker for happy endings; but WHY NOT? Happy endings give us readers/viewers hope. They make us smile, even those cheesy, corny and mushy ones, because they make us think about the brighter side of life. Happy endings make us feel more optimistic that maybe you can find your own version of happily ever after-it might not be as picture perfect, but at least we know there is such thing as true love. Reality might be harsher, but isn't the news bleak enough? If I'm looking for a dose of reality, I'll read the papers, thanks :D

It might be just my own perception, but IMO, I would rather the characters face obstacles, challenges, failures and falls along the way, learn from their experience and become more deserving of each other, and then earn their own happy ending. Isn't that more pleasant than like, letting them have all the good times together, and then throwing one of them to the sharks leaving the other heartbroken and lonely for the rest of his/her life? And in the meantime, pissing off readers/viewers who have stuck through the series and fallen for the characters?

I really wanted to throw the book across the room, except I was reading it on the computer and it's not worth the price of my laptop.

On a brighter note, it's the holidays! And its going to be so much fun attacking my homework and revision-I'm a mugger who studies with gusto!! ^^ Yeah right.


More later! ~

Graces is finally over! The past 3 days have whizzed past in such a flash-it feels a bit like a train of moving images and sounds rushing down the tracks so fast, you can barely stop to absorb the scenery outside. It dawned upon me that sometimes when life passes before you so quickly, it makes you realise just how beautiful some moments really are, and well, how ugly some can be, but what's most important would be to remember them all. It still freaks me out that the big event that we've all been anticipating since Sec 1 is done, complete, finished, just like that. Poof! My life has gone back to normal. Too normal that it becomes weird, actually.

I've been reading so many novels in the weekend that I feel slightly disoriented now, as if I'm wondering why I'm still here when I'm supposed to be riding off into the sunset with my Prince Charming (aka Whoeveryouarepleasecomeoutsoon). Sometimes I get confused between imagination and reality because it's so hard to define the line between both, as well as what is really possible and what is not. After awhile, you start to wonder if there's really such a thing as happy endings because, well, in real life, there doesn't seem to be ANY endings at all. New things, new chapters, new possibilities; they just keep opening up. But no matter what, as a die-hard romantic, I still firmly believe in happily ever afters!

Speaking of endings, I was seriously pissed off by the ending of The Sweet and Far Thing by Libba Bray, which happens to be the third and last book of the Gemma Doyle trilogy. I mean, are you kidding me? The guy and girl go through so much just to be together, and just when they've attained this mutual understanding and connection in their budding love, WHAM! The guy DIES. And you know how he got killed off? He became a freaking tree!! He apparently did it to save the girl, but couldn't he have died in a more, um, heroic way??




A tree!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I detest that some writers think it's perfectly justified to throw in a death to dramatise the ending of a book (or a drama or a movie, they're all kinda similar), or in the case of lovers, to emphasize the depth of feelings they had for each other. I think it's unnecessary. If you HAVE to resort to death to show the intensity and beauty of true love, then it's your writing that has a major problem. Sometimes it makes the story more poignant and moving, like PS I Love You by Cecilia Ahern, but for this series it just BUGGED the crap out of me.



Yeah, I'm a sucker for happy endings; but WHY NOT? Happy endings give us readers/viewers hope. They make us smile, even those cheesy, corny and mushy ones, because they make us think about the brighter side of life. Happy endings make us feel more optimistic that maybe you can find your own version of happily ever after-it might not be as picture perfect, but at least we know there is such thing as true love. Reality might be harsher, but isn't the news bleak enough? If I'm looking for a dose of reality, I'll read the papers, thanks :D

It might be just my own perception, but IMO, I would rather the characters face obstacles, challenges, failures and falls along the way, learn from their experience and become more deserving of each other, and then earn their own happy ending. Isn't that more pleasant than like, letting them have all the good times together, and then throwing one of them to the sharks leaving the other heartbroken and lonely for the rest of his/her life? And in the meantime, pissing off readers/viewers who have stuck through the series and fallen for the characters?

I really wanted to throw the book across the room, except I was reading it on the computer and it's not worth the price of my laptop.

On a brighter note, it's the holidays! And its going to be so much fun attacking my homework and revision-I'm a mugger who studies with gusto!! ^^ Yeah right.


More later! ~

My name is Felicia and my dearest ambition is to bounce on clouds while eating Twix.

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