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At last, tyhe Olympics games are here! The opening ceremony started at around 7-8 p.m. in Beijing. And here in Toronto, it's 7-8 a.m. Unfortuantely, I missed like about half of the ceremony. I missed all the acts. And some of the countries' entries.
There are 204 countries in total participating int he Olympic games. Canada has about 350 participants, USA has over 500 participants and CHina has more than 600 participants. The entry of the countries took about two hours, then it was time for the Olympics flame.
I love it how the Chinese decided to light up the torch. The man(a former Olympcs champion) "flew" up the stadium, and started "running" in air. As he "ran", A scroll of videos stared to unroll. I thought the lighting og the torch was phenomenal and unique. The Chinese definitely pulled through it nicely. The ceremony overall went untroubled and magnificent.
Late's hope Canada wins a lot of medals...especially gold ones!
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- Mood:
cheerful - Music:Save You-Simple Plans
When the movie came out, I really wanted to see it. First of all, it's about England, 2nd, it's about Jane Austen, one of the best writers, lastly, it's a romantic movie. And when I fist saw Anne Hathaway ont he Becoming Jane poster, I thought she was the perfect person to play the part.
The love of Jane Austen and Tom Lefroy was much like the love Jane Austen depicted in Pride and Prejudice. The leading man in Jane's life was arrogant, much like the leading man in Pride and Prejudice, and both leading ladies were very well-learnt andboth were curious of the arrogant young men. So, in my opinion, Jane basicaly described her romantic experience through her perhaps most famous work, Pride and Prejuidice. Though in the endof the novel, the leading characters were not seperated, unlike Jane and Tom.
At the end of the film, I was on the verge f tears. I mean, it always saddens me when true love cannot be brought together. But I'm not going to spill the ending, as some of you may want of watch of movie, so yeah...
I'm recently in love with the Regency period...I think it's beacuse I ;ve watch some Jane Austen movies.
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artistic - Music:The dance music from Becoming Jane
When I went to Europe with my parents, London was one of the places we visited. The most memorable part has to be the Kensington Palace. The royal residents had been living there since the 1600s, and now it's served as a museum.
Kensington Palace wasn't as elaborate or grand as the Buckingham palace my family went earlier that day. But somehow it's nostalgic presence attracted me. I loved that deep rede bricks and the clean-kept gardens. The inside was even more breathtaking. The ceiling were so high, and the wall decorations were intriguing.
But the best part was the fact that I was walking where once great Kings and Queens had once walked, I was touching the doorknobs where the Royalties had once laid their hands. The feeling kept on tingling inside my stomach the whole time I was walking around the chambers, and my heartbeats went very fast.
When I stepped into Queen Victoria's bedchamber it was like I travelled thorugh time. Everything else was gone, I seemed to have seen a young girl walking around the chamber, and that girl was Victoria. When I came back to reality, I studied the room as hard I could. I stared at the greenish bed, trying to guess how Victoria slept. Everything in the chamber was very simple and elegant. The bed was merely a double bed that's as big as the one I have in my own bedroom, if not smaller. The drawers and the desks were all very ordinary, even though they are older than a hundred years. But the fact they belonged to Victoria made them distinguished. I even studied the tea sets on the shelves. It was really a shame I couldn't have touched any of that.
Somehow I managed to leave Queen Victoria's room and stepped into Queen Mary of Orange's chambers. Indeed she was a gueen. She had a closet twice as big as my bedrrom, adressing room, a drawing room, ad a dinig room, all bigger than any of the rooms in my house. But these are just the Queen's. The King's chambers are far more elaborate. The chambers prduced clear echoes, and one chamber was probably the size of my house's entire first level. I could almost imagine the King and Queen walking around the chambers, giving out orders to their servants.
At long last, we came out of the palace. I took a breath and walked away, looking at the deep red bricks, looking out at the famous hyde park.
I think that was the closest to time travel I'll ever get.
P.S. I would post pictures, but we weren;t allowed to take pictures inside the castle
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nostalgic - Music:Rose-from anime NANA
Those who come here may know me as the webmistress of Lavender Rain, a piczo site. And if you read my profile you know I love to write. Hence, the blog.
My mom has always suggested that I get a blog, saying"You spend so much time on that site of yours, but what's the point? A blog will actually help you!" Of course, I never listened to her, thinking"A blog is too hard to manage." Honestly, I have no idea how to work a blog except to get a layout and to get entries. I hope I'll learn fast. So back to what I was saying, I perfer writing on paper or on Microsoft Word and keep it to myself. But I realized that's not going to help me to become a writer. And with more events in my life, I decided to give "blogging" a try.
I chose the name Behind the Dunes because it came from my favourite poem by one of my favourite writers, Lucy Maud Montgomery. A Canadian. Here's the poem:
A pale enchanted moon is sinking low
Behind the dunes that fringe the shadowy lea,
And there is haunted starlight on the flow
Of immemorial sea.
I am alone and need no more pretend
Laughter or smile to hide a hungry heart;
I walk with solitude as with a friend
Enfolded and Apart.
We tread an eerie road across the moor
Where shadows weave upon their ghostly looms,
And winds sing an old lyric that might lure
Sad queens from ancient tombs.
I am a sister to the loveliness
Of cool far hill and long-remembered shore,
Finding in it a sweet forgetfulness
Of all that hurt before.
The world of daym its bittterness and cark
No longer have the power to make me weep;
I welcome this communion of the dark
As toilers welcome sleep.
The bolded parts are my favourite phrases.
I hope I will constantly post my life events and stuff, and it would help a lot if you guys comment, especially criticizing my writing style. But don't over do it...
I think that's all for now
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- Mood:
peaceful - Music:Your Love is a Lie-Simple Plan
