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2007-11-03 - 11:54 p.m.

for those who know, i've been thinking of getting inked for a while, but i didn't know exactly what to get. thought of getting a peony somewhere, but that seems like i'm exotifying myself. exoticizing and erotcizing. OKAY making myself seem more exotic and erotic than i am, plus i am not very peony-like. if i were a flower, i think i'd be something a bit hardier. not a sunflower definitely, not a daisy, errr probably not a carnation. some breed of rose maybe, but then again my knowledge of flowers is limited. which flower means dorky?

then i wanted to get like a little star or heart on my right hand but seems a bit redundant. i want it to be sort of an expression of myself, and to serve as a reminder of what i believe in, so a star or heart doesn't mean much.

then i thought of getting my name in tha. it's sansanii which i actually think sounds quite pretty when pronounced with a thai twang. but i have no idea what it means.

i wanted something from shakespeare, and a lot of crap came to mind. i like a couple of lines from julius caesar, king lear, y'know the sadder tragedies but it seems lame to take one from caesar because the one i like is muttered by cassius, not the best person. and err it's my o-level text. so i thought of king lear, but i couldn't really find anything pretty in its original form. i sound so frivolous but i mean, the words have to be pretty and they have to look pretty too, so they can't be like long chunks of poetry.

These are the ones in the original form i think.

Brevity is the soul of wit.

err but not very me since i am so verbose.

He does it with better grace, but I do it more natural.
this makes me sound gay. but it'd be ironic when i get my nose done hurhurhur.

One touch of nature makes the whole world kin.

very UN.

but i love king lear, and i like some of his more violent outbursts too. maybe that's why i can't find anything.

I grow, I prosper;
Now, gods, stand up for bastards!
(hahaha my parents would be so offended.)

if you watch king lear, i think roughly around this part, people start feeling sad. and when cordelia dies, people start weeping.

We two alone will sing like birds i' the cage:
When thou dost ask me blessing, I'll kneel down,
And ask of thee forgiveness: and we'll live,
And pray, and sing, and tell old tales, and laugh
At gilded butterflies, and hear poor rogues
Talk of court news; and we'll talk with them too,
Who loses, and who wins; who's in, who's out;
And take upon 's the mystery of things,
As if we were God's spies; and we'll wear out,
In a walled prison, packs and sets of great ones
That ebb and flow by the moon.

i like "We two alone will sing like birds I' th' cage" but it's sad. you could read it at lear's delusion, but i think that lear, like many fathers, are consumed (maybe not the right word) by their power and authority, and they end up trying to do everything to preserve this image. so even while they move to prison (he says: come, let's away to prison.) but i read it like finding comfort in another person, or loved one even in the bleakest part of life. or in this bleak life (pardon me, my leg is painful like many expletives)

or we all laugh at glided butterflies. which is not exactly original, very pretty, but is also on megan fox's back. sigh.

i can't decide. i don't want something that makes me depressed though and all that i've listed all seem not very upbeat. will plow through poems etc.

btw i wanted to write an entry about literature but as it is, i've wasted the entire night. so CIAO

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