Of Freud and Heart of Darkness

I was reading through some Heart of Darkness notes on psychoanalysis I got off LKC today, and I guess literature does make sense after all.

Especially the Freudian concept where what you try to suppress in your conscious state will come to haunt you in your subconscious slumber, and eventually overwhelm you from within.

And so have many great men and women fallen.

On a side note, despite its puny size, I'm pretty happy with the Andy Warhol exhibition (I researched on him for KI Aesthetics module last year!), and I managed to scot off with some pretty nice booty to frame up as well. I love the Mao installation (I'm sure Wangmo would've fawned over it), and I got a pretty nice Andy poster yay! And the hour long run till 23:30 tonight was pretty refreshing, albeit reminding me that my fitness is like shit because I almost threw up when going downhill after running non-stop for 50 minutes. My stamina is gone, and I'm lacking blood again 'cause my head feels like Antartica right now. I have to exercise more after I'm done with the A-levels, and work on putting on more weight at the right places or die in NS. Hah. At least Punggol's peaceful and clean enough for me to exercise, although I always had to be on the lookout for shady characters or weird animals springing from the bushes like !Kung bushmen of Africa.

And there it goes. All gone like the cold winds and watery puddles of the night.