Thursday, September 22, 2005

The pursuit of happiness is a most ridiculous phrase; if you pursue happiness you'll never find it.

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still love that quote...

Opiate
I see everything in you
Holding the world in your hands
And the heavens in your eyes
There is no one else
Who could brighten my face more
Who can make the pains of
The day just disappear
Only by talking to you
Knowing that you're there...
Like a disease that no one could cute
Until now
It's almost like
A second chance at life
An opportunity to heal
To be reborn as something different
No longer human
But a being capable of love
Like an angel.

You are my friend, my angel, my addiction, my opiate.
I'd do anything to make you happy.

Sorry, that poem's just random thoughts really, that I put into format.
Unfortunatley, chugging 20 oz. of gatorade appears to upset your stomach somewhat.

Weee, we listened to a short story on CD... I almost fell asleep! O__O The guy's voice was very soothing.

We made poster thingies in health about why smokin' is bad for yous!! *points finger at anyone* DON'T SMOKE!

YES! I'M GETTING A B!!!!! *dance* I'm not a retard!! *sniff* I'm so happy...

Bleh... an hour and a half of marching? No thanks... I was so tired at the end, aftre the trumpets were dismissed, Mr. Zartman told the trombones to run over me and my squad leader because we were walking inside so slow.

Hah, it's a conspiracy... silly Banana. cOnSpIrAcY!!!! Yeh, some people don't like us bein' together or something. Bad things seem to happen to us at bad moments. Like... the right place at the right time... except the wrong place at the wrong time o__o

You know you're dehydrated when you're drinking water and your lips feel furry and slimey.

Hahaha, stewart
I am not a lesbian you brat!
I am not a brat you lesbian!!

I was gonna break out my new icon this weekend, but Nick brought it up, so I guess I'll do it now! My sister decided to watch the Cowboy Bebop movie yesterday, so I got some ideas.
This is pretty much my inspiration:

" It's obvious from her pain and regret that she cares deeply for Vincent, but it's not until Spike directly asks her, "You loved him?" that love ever comes up.

Electra answers that she doesn't know. Apparently, she has never really thought about whether she loves Vincent. Instead, her feelings are instinctive: they can't be questioned or decided, they just are. So even after she describes something that sounds very much like love- how her heart "ached," how she lost herself in feelings that she never knew she possessed- she still doesn't use the word love to describe their relationship. What Electra feels for Vincent can't be reduced to such an open-ended, frequently misused word.

lmost to herself, Electra muses over the possibility that it was she who wanted to be saved, and not her saving Vincent. What she wants to be saved from is up for debate- her life, her pain, her loneliness- but her unmentioned savior is obvious: any resolution, any answer lies in Vincent.

As Julia is to Spike, Electra is to Vincent. She is the one thing in the world, the one person, who can make him feel alive. It is only she who can awaken him from his dream and bring him back to himself: seeing her again in the tower, he suddenly remembers "the one who I loved." As he dies, he tells her, "Being with you was the only time that felt real." Electra feels the same about him; in the end, she was willing to die with him: "Let's go together."

They love each other because they need each other, and they need each other because only by being together can their lives and their own selves feel real."

That's all I got for today, take care everyone.
I love you Nick!

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... how should I know?



“Never pretend to love which you do not actually feel, for love is not ours to command.” - - Alan Watts

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