just watched the virgin suicides...its a great movie...fantastic insights by sofia copolla...though i didn't read the book
brought me back to my teenage days...those dreams and fantasies of a girl...
so wild and vivid...yet charming...
at times when i see teenage girls on the road...i'll be wondering whats going on in their pretty heads?
are they thinking bout that cute guy in their class? or bout their homework? or their barbie dolls?
i can so understand that need to be rebellious...that urge to defy parents who seem to have forgotten that they were once controlled by their strict parents too...
i rem when i was in secondary school...how my parents went to the extent of picking up all my phone calls for fear that i might just run out of the house with the guy and never come back...
how they interrogated the poor guy on the other end of the phone even if he is really jus asking bout sch work.....
jus barely 5 min on the phone and they would all threaten to ground me if i dun hang up....
and when i said "they"...i really do mean my parents and my 2 elder bros....
sigh...teenage imprisonment...
but i've had my fair share of being rebellious...
i wasn't all goody 2 shoes...come to think of it...i was rather mild really...
i lied bout going to the theme park near my house with my gal friend when its actually a guy...hahaha...but unfortunately my uncle saw me...
well...what happened after that wasn't as bad as i imagined it to be...my mum didn't beat me nor ground me...
instead she talked to me about the dangers of being kidnapped or raped...and she cried...
sigh...that really worked i guess...
i dun feel bad going out with my fren...i felt bad that i got my mum got sooooo worried...
well those were the days...days when my mum ruled the family with her iron hands...she still has them in check now and then...but things have changed now...
for the better...
maybe i'll let my kids watch the virgin suicides when they are teenagers...and as a reminder for myself.... =)
Saturday, September 25, 2004
In the manner of a wheat seedling thrusting itself up on the earth, the world moved forward in time by adding cell after cell to its leading edge, piling moment on moment, and that to grasp the world even in its freshest, youngest moment provided no guarantee that y ou'll be able to grasp it again a moment later.
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