Sorry for the cheesy title but for some reason I have been stuck with the topic of the Renaissance for 2 of my papers. It's not like i'm particularly interested in the period, but I guess it's pretty interesting how we came to be how we are today because of the past and the Renaissance is such an example. Renaissance means "rebirth" but ironically it was a period of looking back and re-viving traditions of the past, like those of the Greeks and Romans. It was also a time when people looked to the liberal arts for lessons on life, and in that I guess that makes me quite a 'Renaissance' person. I'm always looking into the past too, and trying to reinvent it to understand it in the present. After all, our memories exist in another place far away from the present, so essentially no experience can ever be relived the same way again. I suppose most of the memories that we preserve in our archive are kept in such a way that are acceptable to us. Like if we had a bad memory, to make sense of it , one would have to idealize it anyway to live with it. So maybe thats how i get by, with all the bad memories that i have had of life. But surely once in awhile it just catches up on me. Recently i got a phone call from a voice who comes from that distant land of memory...it felt strange yet familiar at the same time. I teared a little, because of the familiarity but also because the experience was so foreign. I suppose i don't understand, and that is what happens in the present we can never understand it because we are experiencing it. So i affirm that it is alright not to understand sometimes.
On another note, i've also been going out and having fun. The other day I went to Go Go lounge with Manu and had the best martini in the world, it was lychee martini with sake called "hello Kitty". We also went clubbing with the rest at House the other day which was pretty cool because they are such a fun bunch you know.
Manu and me, the Alcoholics.
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