-from Madame Bovary.
im enjoying the book more and more; its amazing how its so acute and poignant. Its like Gustave Flaubert actually has visited my mind, carefully plucked those feelings and is now parading them for the world to see. a lil embarassing to admit, actually.
i reckon theres a watered down version of Madame Bovary in every girl, esp the ones who has read alot of classic romances, like Pride and Prejudice, Wuthering Heights, Jane Eyre, etc. Im thinking of Rose right now.
urgh trying to keep up in a msn convo with a billion peeps, so im off. nothing much happened today anyways.
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x ` jenny.tee
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