Saw the Director cut version of "Troy". One of the extra scenes was the preparation of Troy in anticipation of the Greek invasion. I could feel the tension in the air. I don't know how many times I watched the fight scene between Achilles and Hector. I really like the fight, though I don't like the death. Both of theirs.
I felt the loneliness of Achilles. I felt the desire of Achilles of wanting to be recognised. To be somebody. Sometimes I wish the same. To be remembered by those I wanted to befriend. Yet like what someone said in the movie, I know my name will disappear the moment I am gone. Achilles joined the battle to be remembered, not for the present generation or the next, but for eternity. He wanted people to talk about him long after. He succeeded. People will talk of Troy, and know Achilles. Do I have my Troy?
I have told myself so many times not to expect any, yet I couldn't help it when she suggested we ate at Subway. I really wish we could, but when we didn't, I felt disappointed. I don't blame her, just myself for hoping, for thinking it would be possible.
It didn't help that I want a friend companion this few days, yet I don't have any .... I shouldn't be disappointed as I know reality. Yet, I had hope, again. And again, when it didn't happen, I felt disappointed. Expectation again!
If only .... haiz .....
Parting is such ...
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It is easy to miss someone, but hard to forget that person, especially you
are close, have strong feeling for that person. So don't stay away, keep in
touc...
14 years ago
