To Be Average


I just got out of my Media lesson and I realized something: everyone I know has something about themselves, something in their personalities or a hobby that they do, that make them stand out from everybody else. You that popular saying “everyone is unique, just like everybody else?” That quote applies to everyone… everyone but me.

I honestly think there's something wrong with the way I'm wired.

What makes me stand out from the general public? What do I do that makes me stand out from my peers? Am I unique, just like everyone else?

I once took a test last year, I can’t recall if it was an IQ test or an aptitude one, but the result it gave me was 120. According to the grading sheet, my intelligence was average and that I was neither creative nor logical. Basically, I am average.

That’s a daunting thought because, well, I don’t want to be average. I don’t want to stand out either, because to stand out means to actually talk to people and be happy and polite all the time — I’m perfectly happy with my small group of friends, thanks. However, I really would like to have a defining oomph (I honestly don’t know how else to say it).

I’m not creative. I can’t draw or paint or design something to save my life. But I’d like to think that I can write a decent story. I’m no Shakespeare, but writing has always been a passion of mine.

I’m not logical either. In Pottermore, there was a chapter near the end of Philosopher’s Stone wherein you have to channel Hermione and figure out which potions are safe to drink else you would ‘die’. I worked for about twenty minutes on that riddle and still got it wrong, and in the end I gave up and just began choosing potions randomly.

As I think more about it, I began thinking so what if some test told me I was average? I may not be excelling in my lessons at the moment — Media Studies is a killer and Mathematics is just… don’t even go there — but I’m willing to work hard to get what I want.

In Defense of Ophelia


In my English Literature class, we are studying Hamlet, and while we’re pretty slow in reading it (we’re still in Act 2 Scene 2) I already have the basic gist of the play. For example Hamlet, obviously being the titular character and protagonist, is the tragic hero. Therefore, it is inevitable that he will die. Also, even just two acts into the play, we’ve already encountered a handful of familiar quotes and phrases, showing how popular this play really is. It has been quoted many times (sometimes misquoted *wink*), and it really is a humbling feeling to be able to study something that has affected society in this way. To quote your work is probably the greatest compliment an author — or this case playwright — can ever get.

Bravo, Shakespeare!

There are so many themes going on in Hamlet, but for this time I’m going to focus on Ophelia. Having not read the entire play yet, I only have a vague idea on what’s going to happen to her (insanity? death?). However, I get this feeling — a vibe, if you will — that most people see her in a bad light. Just because she did as she was told doesn’t mean she’s weak. If anything, I think it’s remarkable that she can see beyond what she wants and understand that doing as she was told is the right thing to do. (This, of course, is debatable.)

Anyway, the following is an essay I began to write during class and finished during Private Study. This is purely my view on things, just to warn you. ^__^ Continue reading

10 Things I Hate About You


Today was a really bad day and I seriously needed a pick-me-up. However, since I couldn’t find any large tubs of ice-cream in the shops on my way home from school, I figured watching a film from a decade ago ought to make me feel better.

Yeah, I’m a sucker for ‘old’ movies….

…That, and I like Julia Stiles. *grin* She was wonderful in Save the Last Dance, plus she was the girl in The Prince and Me, right??

Anyway, I watched 10 Things I Hate About You. What caught my attention was not just the catchy title, but also the fact that it’s based on one of Shakespeare’s plays, The Taming of the Shrew. And given that my experience with Shakespeare’s works include only a few sonnets, the balcony scene from Romeo and Juliet and whatever my English Lit. class has covered in Hamlet, I can’t say how much the film was based on the play. However, I plan to remedy that in the future.

I figured it watching it was worth a shot. My experience with modern remakes of Shakespeare is pretty good. (She’s the Man with Amanda Bynes comes to mind.) Suffice to say, I enjoyed the movie because not only did it distract me for an hour and a half, but Kat totally inspired me to be a shrew er, I mean to be a kind of person who does not follow the crowd. One who expresses what they think is right. One who does what they want despite it being uncool.

Of course, it does help that at the very beginning of the movie, Joan Jett’s ‘Bad Reputation’ was blasting from her car stereo. \m/ And my favourite quote from the entire movie is when Patrick says “Who needs affection when I have blind hatred?” to Kat.

And Kat’s sonnet, which is what the title of the film is all about:

I hate the way you talk to me, and the way you cut your hair. I hate the way you drive my car. I hate it when you stare. I hate your big dumb combat boots, and the way you read my mind. I hate you so much it makes me sick; it even makes me rhyme. I hate it, I hate the way you’re always right. I hate it when you lie. I hate it when you make me laugh, even worse when you make me cry. I hate it when you’re not around, and the fact that you didn’t call. But mostly I hate the way I don’t hate you. Not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all.

Ohh, isn’t it sweet? Putting up a front and mistaking hatred for love… *sigh*

Random thought: I found it weird seeing Joseph Gordon-Levitt and David Krumholtz so young. I suppose I’m just used to them looking much older…

Shakespeare’s Sonnet 130


I was just looking through random videos in YouTube when I stumbled upon this wonderful, wonderful little video. Alan Rickman… wait for it… reading Shakespeare! I mean, his voice is heavenly enough, but to hear it say Sonnet 130 in particular?

Oh.

My.

Gosh.

Okay, so my experience with this sonnet is — well, I didn’t know the name of the sonnet, let’s just say. I’ve only heard it once, and that was during that Comic Relief thing with David Tennant and Catherine Tate. Even then, Tate speaks it so fast I just focus on her voice than the words.

My mistress’ eyes are nothing like the sun;
Coral is far more red than her lips’ red ;
If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun;
If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.
I have seen roses damask, red and white,
But no such roses see I in her cheeks;
And in some perfumes is there more delight
Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks.
I love to hear her speak, yet well I know
That music hath a far more pleasing sound;
I grant I never saw a goddess go;
My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground:
And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare
As any she belied with false compare.