Friday, November 10, 2006 @3:02 PM
dionysus. apollo. aphrodite. two more other gods.
miche cant believe that she and her friends have the capability to make jokes and self entertain themselves with such innate topics and issues that no one will think of. like seriously, they spend hours sitting around and poking fun at themselves and more often than not, think of some character or scenario in some play or book and burst out laughing. anyway, being the random person she is, this isnt what miche set out to blog about tonight.
for some random reason, miche and mer spent a good part of their msn conversation this afternoon, talking about greek gods. actually, we were inspired by the apollonian structure of mr chua's endless elipsis, open-en... thesis. so yeah, and dionysus the god that gave Midas the golden touch, is one big loser. hahaha but then again, if these olympian gods lived in our times, miche will sure marry dionysus, cause he is the god of wine and merry making. totally randon, wild and uninhibited, just like her. most of all, since he is the god of wine, miche will get to drink all the wine and most probably alcohol she wants. but dionysus is quite a loser, he doesnt havet the guts to stand up to people. like half the time on his travels, he gets insulted and imprisoned but he does virtually nothing and leaves it to zeus his immortal olympian god of a father to punish these people.
miche once made a comment in the middle of sci-fi class, that the greek gods enjoyed family reunions in hell. i.e tartarus. why cause Zeus threw his father and the titans (the family of gods prior to Zeus and the Olympians) to tartarus. Cronus, Zeus' father, castrated his own father Uranus to take over the throne and Cronus ate all his children until Zeus' mommy got pissed and tricked Cronus into thinking that a piece of rock was Zeus and so Zeus survived. these greeks are rather kinky and they have really amusing greek stories to tell.
oh goodness, what a random post. miche is so random and terribly self-reflexive about the whole thing. somehow, utterly shameless about herself as well. (that is why miche is so hated half the time, cause she is really mean and downright rude to people who disturbs her sensibilities or principles, but she does it with a total air of self recognition and she says it out)you know what, i am really the most random person i know.
on a sidenote, i christened rens' thesis "Swinging Back and Forth: Reading
Foucault's Pendulum and mer's as "Shrouded by Haze: towards an understanding of literary historicism in Indonesia", luke's "endless elipsis: J.M Coetzee's
Elizabeth Coestello and
Slowmanthere are so many things i really want to tell you, because you are important to me and in my life. but i dont know how to tell them to you because i get the sense that you dont want to talk any more. and the truth is, we dont even talk anymore. it bothers me alot and makes me worried. worried that one day we will just drift apart and things will just end. i am incredibly fustrated with myself for half the things i do. terribly angry at myself for the things i do, say or feel. fustrated at the thought that perhaps the miche you see doesnt exist in real life, that in your head i am someone i am not. but i cant articulate it out to you because i somehow just cant. somehow, i still think you understand, or rather i would like to think you do.how stupid, dont you think?
