Maybe1 love and hate isn't that different

I’ve tried to read Wuthering Heights several times before but I never got get to finish it. There was a time were times when I was too sleepy, and there were times when I got carried away by something more intriguing at handthere were more compelling things to do.  , and when I just wanted to wait until I have a whole day, I should have a whole day devote to myself so that I can really dive into the story…… Anyway, all these absurd reasons made the story unknown to me until I watched the Coky Giedroyc’s version of it last weekend.

The movie itself is not too dabad, but the story was epic - far better than I ever would have had expected. And Now I regret so much that I watched the movie before I could did not read the book first. Nowadays, you don’t get to see that kind of intensive intense love, not even in fictions. But Somehow I was still am able to relate to it. I hated to seeing how Heathcliff was trapped in his love and hate his hatred for Catherine; 2how Catherine’s death brought led him down the road where there’s of no return and how he finally found his peace.  I guess love was is designed to rape 3out the rational part of one’s mind and magnifies magnifying all other sensations by a million times.

I’m so going to read the book, soon. Lol~~

1.   "Maybe" and "May be" are two different words with different meanings.  Check your dictionary.

2.  Commas are used to group words.  Semicolons are used to group phrases.

3.  Good metaphor!  Even though the love you are talking here is not unwilling!

If you really want to watch the movie of this book, then watch the original classic black and white version staring Sir Lawrence Olivier and Merle Oberon. 

Maybe love and hate isn't that different

I’ve tried to read Wuthering Heights several times before but I never got to finish it. There was a time when I was too sleepy, and when I got carried away by something more intriguing at hand, and when I just wanted to wait until I have a whole day, so that I can really dive in the story…… All these absurd reasons made the story unknown to me until I watched the Coky Giedroyc’s version of it last weekend.
The movie itself is not too dad, but the story was epic, better than I ever would have expected. And I regret so much that I watched the movie before I could read the book. Nowadays, you don’t get to see that kind of intensive love, not even in fictions. But somehow I was still able to relate to it. I hated to see how Heathcliff was trapped in his love and hate for Catherine, how Catherine’s death brought him down the road where there’s no return, how he finally found his peace. I guess love was designed to rape out the rational part of one’s mind and magnifies all other sensations by a million times.
I’m so going to read the book, soon. Lol~~