sometimes I wish I was a lit student.
or just equipped with the gift to read critically (not in a bad way).
it's quite xing ku actually.
it's like you know that the book has loads of implicit meanings,
but yet you can't fully access them,
because you don't have the skills to.

recently I read this very well written book but somehow I feel like I'm missing out on some details and messages the author wants to convey. googling to find the interpretations is an option tho.

otherwise.
I can just get a lit boyfriend and he can tell me about the book after I've read it.
nice.

why not just lit friend?
cos I would feel that I'm imposing on my friend.
but bf different.
bf is meant to be made use of. HAHA.

okay but that's 10 years later.