[ book review ] a tale for the time being
Thursday, 12 October 2017 - 0 comments (+)
title: a tale for the time being
author: ruth ozeki
country: usa
language: english
genre: fiction, psychological fiction
published: march 12, 2013
publisher: viking
pages: 432pp

In Tokyo, sixteen-year-old Nao has decided there’s only one escape from her aching loneliness and her classmates’ bullying, but before she ends it all, Nao plans to document the life of her great-grandmother, a Buddhist nun who’s lived more than a century. A diary is Nao’s only solace—and will touch lives in a ways she can scarcely imagine.

Across the Pacific, we meet Ruth, a novelist living on a remote island who discovers a collection of artifacts washed ashore in a Hello Kitty lunchbox—possibly debris from the devastating 2011 tsunami. As the mystery of its contents unfolds, Ruth is pulled into the past, into Nao’s drama and her unknown fate, and forward into her own future.

Full of Ozeki’s signature humour and deeply engaged with the relationship between writer and reader, past and present, fact and fiction, quantum physics, history, and myth, A Tale for the Time Being is a brilliantly inventive, beguiling story of our shared humanity and the search for home.

this has to be my favorite read yet; a refreshingly vivid, wise yet youthful book that just has it all in one tale, you know what i mean?

(probably not, you'd need to read it first.)

so this story is told in two perspectives: one by ruth, a writer living with her husband in a remote island, and nao, a sixteen-year-old japanese girl. admittedly, i would be a lot sceptical about reading a dual-narrative story. it sounds like it would be tedious, and hard to keep up with, since we'd have to keep up with two main characters and all that, right? but ozeki did a wonderful job in piecing the story together. nao's and ruth's narratives are so refreshingly contrasted, one being dramatic and saturated, the other calmer. it's different, in the best way possible.

ozeki builds up a mystery from small questions, left unanswered with the underlying promise of an answer at the end of the book. the mystery gets bigger as we read on, and, okay, this is a really hyperbolic metaphor but it almost feels like vines slowly caging us in, twirling around our ankles, little by little. no complaints hereit's really a wonderful feeling to be this curious, this enraptured in a story, you know?

ozeki takes us on a journey to uncover nao's fate, connecting everything together, unfolding mysteries about the world. i especially love how she knit in quantum theories, like multiverses, so fittingly. it's super enlightening, and gives a realistic feel to the story.

all in all, it's a 5 stars from me! a must read. huge thank you to ruth ozeki for this masterpiece.

[ article reaction ] school sucks
Tuesday, 15 August 2017 - 0 comments (+)
reaction to this article

when i read the article my reaction was mostly just, like, OK. i relate to a degree. it's a well-known fact that the school system sucks universally, and i think this article sums up the reasoning behind its suckiness (?) pretty well! like, an elaborate break down of it in a light form.

the writer is apparently a year above me, and she's a good writer, for that level! her article is easy to read, has that ~relatable feeeel~. i wish i have enough free time + motivation + energy to write things like that ahA

there she explains her interests, mine is: i take an interest in drawing and the arts. i don't know what i wish for or what i want to be just yet. i'd love to take up art, learn deeper into that, but i'm not sure what i want to do to make my main profit. preferable something not boring.......... 

identify 5 form of tenses in this article!

  • School slowly became a place of memorizing facts just long enough to get the A; simple past.
  • As I entered high school, and even middle school, everyone around me, teachers and students alike, had the mindset of “cram cram cram, A’s, A’s A’s”; simple past.
  • I too have fallen prey to this harsh reality; present perfect.
  • I’ve made myself a promise that from this day forward; present perfect.
  • I’m only comparing my feelings now for the ecstasy of my elementary days; present continuous

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[ opinion ] indonesia in 5 years
Thursday, 10 August 2017 - 0 comments (+)
based on the attached data (from the cia factbook), here is my take on imagining how indonesia will be in 5 years.

geographically screwed, maybe, since i'm a Firm Believer that global warming is real and not a mere conspiracy made up by China (as stated by a certain president of a certain united states). the weather is growing increasingly unstable by the years. rainfall is a lot more often, since the water cycle is disturbed. so naturally there will be more floods than the occasional.

speaking of natural hazards, droughts are? to be expected? it says 'severe' here, that's really bad. i don't have anything to contribute other than that? i hope that doesn't happen. 

and i sure hope no volcanoes erupt in the next 5 years. or 10. or until i die

anyways it's stated that the current environmental issues are deforestation, water pollution, and air pollution. that's great. it'll probably get worse in the next 5 years, unless people start to plant trees, stop throwing junk in the water, and reduce the use of transportation? even then, it still might not work.

as for how the population will do: it's growing fast, that's for sure. there's really nothing we can do about that? lest take care of health and stuff so that the people are Happy and Thriving. hope we won't have that "only 1 child allowed" law anytime soon

and uhhhh it's said here that the risk of infectious diseases in Indonesia is Very High, that worries me a bit? although we've been through that before, not without casualties. zombie infections though? how about that

sorry about this post i hope no one reads this i'm bad at doing homework like a normal student please pray for me that i don't have to re-do this article i tried

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book review: eleanor & park
Thursday, 20 April 2017 - 0 comments (+)
Title Eleanor & Park
Author Rainbow Rowell
Country United States
Language English
Genre Romance
Publisher St. Martin's Press
Published February 2013
Pages 329

Two misfits.One extraordinary love.
Eleanor... Red hair, wrong clothes. Standing behind him until he turns his head. Lying beside him until he wakes up. Making everyone else seem drabber and flatter and never good enough...Eleanor.
Park... He knows she'll love a song before he plays it for her. He laughs at her jokes before she ever gets to the punch line. There's a place on his chest, just below his throat, that makes her want to keep promises...Park.
Set over the course of one school year, this is the story of two star-crossed sixteen-year-olds—smart enough to know that first love almost never lasts, but brave and desperate enough to try.
ive owned this book for a while now, eleanor & park, and i could say its one of my favorite books of all time. every reread is gold, it doesn't even feel much like a reread, actually! like i'm reading a new book all over, picking up new details and new feelings all the same.

it's a quirky, beautifully crafted book. its funny and tear-jerking, and truly a masterpiece. probably the only book i cried over.

park is your boyfriend goals tbh. emo asian boy who's sensitive but still boyish, sweet as ever, rarely liking anyone, with 10/10 music taste. making mixtapes, lending comic books. park is perfect.

eleanor.... isn't that shiny. chubby, red hair, pretty but almost intangibly(?) so. strange clothes, quirky, sarcastic & funny. except she comes from a broken family. her bunch of red-headed siblings, her weak-willed mother, and her mom's abusive husband.

through emotional twists and turns you'll dive in the story and won't want to get out! it's beautifully melancholic. especially with an opening like this:
He’d stopped trying to bring her back.
She only came back when she felt like it, in dreams and lies and broken-down déjà vu.
Like, he’d be driving to work, and he’d see a girl with red hair standing on the corner – and he’d swear, for half a choking moment, that it was her.
Then he’d see that the girl’s hair was more blond than red.
And that she was holding a cigarette … And wearing a Sex Pistols T-shirt.
Eleanor hated the Sex Pistols.
Eleanor …
Standing behind him until he turned his head.
Lying next to him just before he woke up. Making everyone else seem drabber and flatter and never good enough.
Eleanor ruining everything.
Eleanor, gone.
He’d stopped trying to bring her back.
i'll leave it at that. have fun reading!

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