Alice: Do you think I've gone round the bend? Am I crazy?
Father: (touches forehead) I'm afraid you have gone absolutely bonkers. But
I can tell you a secret; All the best people are.

I loveee Alice in Wonderland. Been my favourite childhood story along with Wizard of Oz and another kid storybook I had and treasured so dearly I kept it under my pillow but really can't remember the title, just the scene of her sitting in a tree swinging her legs, and entering some magical world. Anyone who has any idea what book I'm talking about PLEASE tell me. (Although I'm not bearing much hopes cos it's so old).

But honestly. the new Alice in Wonderland isn't that good. Visually pleasing but it just doesn't share the same feel as the original. Probably cos it's slightly more.. goth? Idk. Movie-wise, Wizard of Oz is still the best of classics.

I suddenly hate growing up all over again. You gain in experience, and gain in that darn nostalgia phenomena that it gets slightly agonizing.

(I had a damn disturbing dream last night. And it seemed super real, and I was later relating the whole disturbing-ness to my friends, which made it more real cos I would do that in reality, not usually dreams. Omg. I feel so perturbed.)

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Alice: Do you think I've gone round the bend? Am I crazy?
Father: (touches forehead) I'm afraid you have gone absolutely bonkers. But
I can tell you a secret; All the best people are.

I loveee Alice in Wonderland. Been my favourite childhood story along with Wizard of Oz and another kid storybook I had and treasured so dearly I kept it under my pillow but really can't remember the title, just the scene of her sitting in a tree swinging her legs, and entering some magical world. Anyone who has any idea what book I'm talking about PLEASE tell me. (Although I'm not bearing much hopes cos it's so old).

But honestly. the new Alice in Wonderland isn't that good. Visually pleasing but it just doesn't share the same feel as the original. Probably cos it's slightly more.. goth? Idk. Movie-wise, Wizard of Oz is still the best of classics.

I suddenly hate growing up all over again. You gain in experience, and gain in that darn nostalgia phenomena that it gets slightly agonizing.

(I had a damn disturbing dream last night. And it seemed super real, and I was later relating the whole disturbing-ness to my friends, which made it more real cos I would do that in reality, not usually dreams. Omg. I feel so perturbed.)

Labels: jibber jabber