SORRY!!

sorry my darlings!!

my blogs seems to be currently on hiatus...

BUT...

fret not!

yours truly is back with a new post...

now,

academics.

L1R5 19.

hmm...

i can say im kinda satisfied with it from the time being..

from a 26 to a 19.

ok rite?

but i will work harder!!!

my lit should get at least a B3

my eng an A2

my bio an A2

my combined humanities an A2

my emath is fine if its a B3 (my math suck la, so cant help it lor)

my amath should get at least a pass la, so it wont look so bad on my result slip.

i muz say that this time im quite exasperated wif my results oso leh,

bio 68,

chem 68,

COMBINED HUMANITIES 69!!

argh, like, so close?

my lit oso,

why B4?!

i expected a B3 la!!!

ok so,

ya.

i will work harder.

recently went to KL.

my mum say get something to reward me for improving,

i have no idea what i want

so i opted for buy The Picture Of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde la..

my dad was like,

u very funny leh,

1st time i see ppl present ask for book 1..

den i replied,

why cannot?

cos i wanted to read that book mah.

so ya,

hey Nicole!

if you want i can lend it to you,

i'm close to finishing le.

the artist is the creator of beatiful things.
to reveal art and conceal the artist is art's aim.
the crtic is he who can translate into another manner or new material his impression of beautiful things.
the highest as the lowest form of critism is a mode of autobigraphy.
those who find ugly meanings in beautiful things are corrupt without being charming. this is a fault.
those who find beautiful meanings in beautiful things are cultivated. for these there is hope.
they are the elect to whom beautiful things mean only Beauty.
there is no such thing as a moral or immoral book. books are well written or badly written. that is all.
the nineteenth century dislike of Realism is the rage of Caliban seeing his own face in a glass.
the nineteenth centurt dislike of Romanticism is the rage of Caliban not seeing his own face in a glass.
the moral life of man forms part of the subject-matter of the artist, but the morality of art consists in the perfect use of an imperfect medium.
no artist desires to prove anything. even things that are true can be proved.
no artist has ethical sympathies. an ethical sympathy in an artist is an unpardonable mannerism of style.
no artist is ever morbid. the artist can express everything.
thought and language are to the artist instruments of an art.
vice and virtue are to the artist materials for an art.
from the point of view of form, the type of all the arts in the art of the musician. from the point of view of feeling, the actor's craft is the type.
all art is at once surface and symbol.
those who go beneath the surface do so at their peril.
those who read the symbol do so at their peril.
it is the spectator, and not life, that art really mirrors.
diversity of opinion about a work of art shows that the work is new, complex, and vital.
when critics disagree the artist is in accord with himself.
we can forgive a man for making a useful thing as long as he does not admire it. the only excuse for making a useless thing is that one admires it intensely.
all art is quite useless.
- Oscar Wilde (1854 - 1900)
The Preface of The Picture of Dorian Gray