Liz got a job. *clasps hands gleefully*
She shall be doing something close enough (for now) to what she would have preferred to be doing - teaching a primary school (rather than a secondary school). I'm thrilled for her... because now - we like, have a job. And like, we can like, buy stuff.
*smile*
Today Shamz, Liz and I went out to celebrate the moment. OMG she looked adorable ^^*. She got her hair done and everything.
We bought chicken. Sat on the benches in Camahogne park like a couple of college kids backpacking across some continent. Just there huddled on the bench chatting away. Liz brought a dress wrap that was converted to a makeshift blanket. Then Shamz and I wanted more chicken and there was a divine intervention against spending money wastefully on mere wants.
'Twas much fun.
Liz's a dear... 'twasn't for her i'd be broke and cold. I have such wonderful friends on a whole.
~~~
Again we spoke and deliberated on the facts at hand with a certain pertinent issue. Some circumstances are just too uncannily familiar and common to us. Who are we to debate mind games with mirrors?
What do i know anyways...?
Easily the tiredness from the beach talking. (i went to the beach with my parents prior to the get together)
Night peoples.
Fighting Providence...
By Shelli 9:55 PM Daily life, fighting providenceCoincidentally, it was the last day of our lives as children. Every step henceforth took us closer to the ending of this chapter. Ironically, we glanced up only to be awed by nature's splendor at a path being formed in the sky. Scientifically and logically, it was simply the sun having shadow games with the clouds. But as littérateurs, we begged to differ. This moment validated and mimicked our feelings that we were well on our way to a higher level of thinking, of living... of being. The path paralleled that of the new paths that each of us shall be taking as we become who we are.
Today, Liz and I reflected on that moment standing there looking at the sunset, and how indeed so much has changed. That was the last day of freedom and absence of "very adult" responsibilities. Now we're all trying to find a job... Trying to figure out where the hell is that destination we're trying to find and how do we get there... We're figuring out that it was tougher than we expected... Some of us have found our happy endings (and beginnings)... But more importantly, that in so many ways ... we've all grown. And in so many ways, we've remained the same.
That day, it was us, as we always were.
'Every new beginning springs from some other beginning's end'.
Today, some of us are still fighting that chapter's end. Desperately, painfully clutching to every last letter in that closing paragraph. Inherently reluctant to admit that the chapter's end is imminent. Adamant that admitting such removes everything clean from once existing. A closing doesn't discard all that was scribbled on the pages. It doesn't change all that happened. It doesn't tarnish the good times, nor does it cast a lovely glow on the bad times. But it does mean that at this point, we move on.
We be happy.
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Stupid boy at the bus terminal.
By Shelli 11:30 AM Daily lifeBut didn't due to seeking an immediate get away.
~~~
I was well minding my business. Yes that i was. All i wanted was to find my way home asap. Poor me, i looked up and made eye contact with this ok looking guy - mind you, i wasn't interested. Next thing i know, he's winking at me and then he's not on the bus anymore. He moves to lean against the wall. THAT's when i realize that this boy despite having an ok face, is a train wreck when it comes to clothes. The number of fashion faux pas committed in those couple minutes. *shudders at memory* His outfit made straight guys look queer.. and queer guys wouldn't even dare to go that route. *gag*
He comes close to my window talking to someone. I look bluntly away from him. He comes straight to the window. I should've just closed the window. But i didn't. I got involved in silly meaningless conversation. At the end of it all, he gave me his number.
See boy well lickin' his lips inquiring about how close i live to the terminal and whom do i live with. See me so unattached to the conversation to post-witness his oh-so-feeble attempts at indicating his attentions.
Needless to say... i never called. Furthermore, i deleted the number seconds after the bus left the terminal.
~~~
Retrospectively
Meandered annoyance brought
Grave disinterest
Meandered annoyance brought
Grave disinterest
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Just peachy...that's all
By Shelli 12:15 AM Daily lifeIn advance, i must warn you before you continue it's sad... horribly sad... but so beautiful and quiet. Also, if you're happy - scroll to the entry after this one.. because the song changes your mood to something sombre and retrospective. It was on my playlist tonight. It just came on... and it instantly changed my mood.. and i haven't been able to muster the strength to change the track (its on repeat). It's so beautiful. *sigh*
~~~
The track is no other than 'Foolish Games' by Jewel. *wistful sigh*. Jewel's voice is clear and tranquil... the instrumentals are soft in the background... she sounds so wounded... her description of the guy so clear...
Here are the lyrics....
"Foolish Games"
You took your coat off and stood in the rain,
You're always crazy like that.
And I watched from my window,
Always felt I was outside looking in on you.
You're always the mysterious one with
Dark eyes and careless hair,
You were fashionably sensitive
But too cool to care.
You stood in my doorway, with nothing to say
Besides some comment on the weather.
[Pre-Chorus 1]
Well in case you failed to notice,
In case you failed to see,
This is my heart bleeding before you,
This is me down on my knees, and...
[Chorus]
These foolish games are tearing me apart,
And your thoughtless words are breaking my heart.
You're breaking my heart.
You're always brilliant in the morning,
Smoking your cigarettes and talking over coffee.
Your philosophies on art, Baroque moved you.
You loved Mozart and you'd speak of your loved ones
As I clumsily strummed my guitar.
You'd teach me of honest things,
Things that were daring, things that were clean.
Things that knew what an honest dollar did mean.
I hid my soiled hands behind my back.
Somewhere along the line, I must've gone
Off track with you.
[Pre-Chorus 2]
Well, excuse me, guess I've mistaken you for somebody else,
Somebody who gave a damn,
Somebody more like myself.
[Chorus]
You took your coat off,
Stood in the rain,
You're always crazy like that.
You took your coat off and stood in the rain,
You're always crazy like that.
And I watched from my window,
Always felt I was outside looking in on you.
You're always the mysterious one with
Dark eyes and careless hair,
You were fashionably sensitive
But too cool to care.
You stood in my doorway, with nothing to say
Besides some comment on the weather.
[Pre-Chorus 1]
Well in case you failed to notice,
In case you failed to see,
This is my heart bleeding before you,
This is me down on my knees, and...
[Chorus]
These foolish games are tearing me apart,
And your thoughtless words are breaking my heart.
You're breaking my heart.
You're always brilliant in the morning,
Smoking your cigarettes and talking over coffee.
Your philosophies on art, Baroque moved you.
You loved Mozart and you'd speak of your loved ones
As I clumsily strummed my guitar.
You'd teach me of honest things,
Things that were daring, things that were clean.
Things that knew what an honest dollar did mean.
I hid my soiled hands behind my back.
Somewhere along the line, I must've gone
Off track with you.
[Pre-Chorus 2]
Well, excuse me, guess I've mistaken you for somebody else,
Somebody who gave a damn,
Somebody more like myself.
[Chorus]
You took your coat off,
Stood in the rain,
You're always crazy like that.
~~~
*sigh* these foolish games... i've mistaken you for somebody else
If i were to create a playlist to suit the tone of this song it would be...
- 'Torn' Natalie Imbruglia
- 'Flinch' Alanis Morisette
- 'Foolish Games' Jewel
- 'Don't speak' No Doubt
- 'Maps' Yeah Yeah Yeahs
- 'Linger' The Cranberries
- 'Against all odds' Phil Collins
- 'In the arms of an angel' Sarah McLachan (If you saw City of Angels... you'd cry with this song)
- 'Screaming Infidelities' Dashboard Confessional
- 'Empty Apartment' Yellowcard
- 'Kill' Jimmy Eat World
- 'My Happy Ending' Avril Lavigne
- 'My December' Linkin Park
- 'Something to sleep to' Michelle Branch
- 'Creep' Radiohead
- 'Till i get over you' Michelle Branch
- 'If you're not the one' Daniel Beddingfield
- 'Emotions' Destiny's Child
- 'It's too late' The Streets
- 'How's it gonna be?' Third Eye Blind
- 'Sweetest Goodbye' Maroon 5
- 'Let go" Frou Frou
- 'Sand in my shoes' Dido
- And finish with... 'That particular time' Alanis Morisette
*sigh* my mood's shot to hell now.
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Conversation Excerpt from Msn Messenger.
Improvise in the blank spots in the excerpt.. as the msn
emoticons don't exactly quote over onto blogger
On a random side note... quote of the day
well.. humourous folk quote of the day
if you make yourself grass,
ass gon eat ya.
I'm out.
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emoticons don't exactly quote over onto blogger
Midas: Back in action says: watcha up to*********
Shelli... says: nuffin
Shelli... says: reading and critiquing lyrics
Midas says: I seeeeee
Midas says: lyrical analist
Shelli... says: yeppers
Shelli... says: im studying alanis's latest album (that i have)
Shelli... says: the tone is different.. and everyone admits it too
Shelli... says: she has a song defending men
Midas says: oi
Shelli... says: one about self less love
Shelli... says: one about self discovery
Shelli... says: one about letting go of her illusion of a love
Midas says: I still hate her
Shelli... says: etc etc
Shelli... says: i love her even more
Midas says: enjoy your love then I'll fester in my dislike of her consistent bashing
Midas says: of course her next album will return to normal
Midas says: by that time the man she just got would have left her
Shelli... says: no
Shelli... says: she's married now
Shelli... says: i just found out that the guy that spirited all these songs was...
Shelli... says: Joey from full house apparently...
Shelli... says: he had an affair with her when she was 14..
Midas says: nice
Shelli... says: he was 15 years older.. and she was in love with him
Shelli... says: and well.. man knows no fury as a woman's wrath
Midas says: n she's so innocent in the matter eh
Shelli... says: aka.. you oughta know (the most bitter pissed off of her anthems)
Midas says: cause I mean he's only 15yrs older n showing interest
Midas says: its all his fault
Midas says: oi
Midas says: women
Midas says: tell alanis to donate to me all her cash n get over it
Shelli... says: she's happily married now
Midas says: happy - alanis (oxymoron)
Midas: Back in action just sent you a Nudge!
Shelli... says: i beg to differ
Midas says: of course u would
Midas says: but deep
Shelli... says: oh wait
Midas says: deep down we both know better
Shelli... says: apparently its not true
Shelli... says: its some other guy
Shelli... says: that broke her heart
Midas says: ah Oh well
Midas says: should I empathize or something
Shelli... says: idk stupes
Shelli... says: aint nobody askin you to empathize
Midas says: she should write a song thanking that guy
Midas says: if it weren't for him she wouldn't have been so successful
Midas says: but I doubt she'll see it that way
Shelli... says: stupes
Shelli... says: life would've thrown ome curve ball for her to write about
Midas says: yea cause she would have to learn eventually therefore instead of b*tching for money why not see itt as lesson learnt - stepping stone to something greater instead of kill the male species
Shelli... says: she wasn't "b*tching" for money
Shelli... says: she was expressing how she felt
Shelli... says: not all of her albums were famous
Shelli... says: not all of them sold out in stores
Midas says: take it easy I'm just playing at cha
Shelli... says: they were just her thoughts and i doubt she relies on her music entirely for an income.. no celebrity relies entirely on it
Shelli... says: heh
Midas says: oi you're so easy to get riled Up in defense of women \
Midas says: *sigh* that was fun
Shelli... says: lol
Midas says: got anybody else for me to twist
Shelli... says: umm
Shelli... says:
How long can a girl be shackled to you
How long before my dignity is reclaimed
How long can a girl stay haunted by you
Soon I'll grow up and I won't even flinch at your name
Midas says: flich - Alnis Morissett
Shelli... says: you know it?!
Shelli... says: how'd you know?
Midas says: u were listening to it this evening
Shelli... says: i listened to many songs this evening
Shelli... says: want it?
Midas says: hell no
Shelli... says: its quite beautiful and calming
Shelli... to say these things i dun wanna say but have to say them anyway... says:
What's it been over a decade?
It still smarts like it was four minutes ago
We only influenced each other totally
We only bruised each other even more so
Midas says:
it's quite alnis so spare me
Shelli... says:
What are you my blood? You touch me like you are my blood
What are you my dad? You affect me like you are my dad
Shelli... says:
Where've you been? I heard you moved to my city
My brother saw you somewhere downtown
I'd be paralyzed if I ran into you
My tongue would seize up if we were to meet again
What are you my god? You touch me like you are my god
What are you my twin? You affect me like you are my twin
Midas says:
u obviously didint see the spare me part
Midas says:
nudge me when yr done
You have just sent a Nudge!
Midas says:
hi
Shelli... says: its a lovely song
Shelli... says: you should give her some credit
Shelli... says: its not even sad like 'foolish games'
Midas says: I did I give her lots of credit
Midas says: I just dont like her n nothing's gonna change that - to we HOPELESS HOPELESS ROMANTICS people like her we can live without
Midas says: so all props to her
Midas says: she's prolly great
Midas says: but spare me
Midas says: I'll survive without her
Shelli... says: she's a hopeless romantic
Shelli... says: haven't you heard "precious illusions"?
Shelli... says: she threw in knights on white horses and all
Midas says: very nice to know - trust me she aint no hopeless romantic - she's female
Midas says: big difference
Shelli... says: so your premise is that females can't be hopeless romantics?
Shelli... says: bc she's female the knights theme is cliche and expected?
Midas says: my premise is that most if not all females are romantics
Shelli... to say these things i dun wanna say but have to say them anyway... says:
fyi, males are not generally deemed and considered hopeless romantics
Shelli... to say these things i dun wanna say but have to say them anyway... says:
poor chap
Shelli... to say these things i dun wanna say but have to say them anyway... says:
i beg to differ
Shelli... to say these things i dun wanna say but have to say them anyway... says:
i believe that the roles are shifting... i'm not sure about whether its for the better
Midas: Back in action says:
I know u would
Shelli... to say these things i dun wanna say but have to say them anyway... says:
but there's one too many independent stubborn career oriented women out there to say such a statement
Midas: Back in action says:
yr like chicken Licken
Shelli... to say these things i dun wanna say but have to say them anyway... says:
maybe a decade ago you could have risked that statement
Midas: Back in action says:
bullsh*t at heart they all want to be swept off their feet n they all enjoy the romance of a relationship
Shelli... to say these things i dun wanna say but have to say them anyway... says:
but not in today's society where alot of girls see guys as dispensable as a toothbrush if it comes in conflict with their bigger picture
Midas: Back in action says:
men as well as women are romantics no matter how stubborn we pretend to be
Shelli... to say these things i dun wanna say but have to say them anyway... says:
stupes.. at some level, it's human nature to feel wanted
Shelli... to say these things i dun wanna say but have to say them anyway... says:
but that doesn't fall into the category of a romantic
Midas: Back in action says:
at core level we were made to co exist - its our nature so we are all romantics
Shelli... to say these things i dun wanna say but have to say them anyway... says:
sometimes, the luxury of such might be inviting... but they get over it
Shelli... to say these things i dun wanna say but have to say them anyway... says:
co existance is not synonymous with romantics
Midas: Back in action says:
co existence is consistent with the need for interaction n socialism which stems the furits of courtship n need I say more
Midas: Back in action says:
unfortunately being human we get it wrong n we screw with in turns makes the one thing that we all search for so much greater when its found hence why love is ineffable
Shelli... to say these things i dun wanna say but have to say them anyway... says:
co existance stems to a lot of things.. but that doesn't always necessitate courtship
Midas: Back in action says:
because its beyond our comprehension but the reality is it 's not to be comprehended
Midas: Back in action says:
where male female co exist there will be attraction shells dont be naive
Shelli... to say these things i dun wanna say but have to say them anyway... says:
not every relation between male and female leads straight to romance... unless you're moving onto another false premise of friendship not being possible
Shelli... to say these things i dun wanna say but have to say them anyway... says:
i have friends who are just friends and are male.. no attraction on either end
Midas: Back in action says:
no one said every relation
Shelli... to say these things i dun wanna say but have to say them anyway... says:
your generalized statement implied such...
Midas: Back in action says:
but on the basis of co existence shells attraction will arise
Midas: Back in action says:
bullsh*t
Shelli... to say these things i dun wanna say but have to say them anyway... says:
thats not true
Shelli... to say these things i dun wanna say but have to say them anyway... says:
"co existence is consistent with the need for interaction n socialism which stems the furits of courtship n need I say more"
Shelli... to say these things i dun wanna say but have to say them anyway... says:
co existance is the foundation on what everything is based upon
Midas: Back in action says:
had we not the need for companionship then there would be no need for the female race
Midas: Back in action says:
deny it as much as you like but we need you you need us
Shelli... to say these things i dun wanna say but have to say them anyway... says:
heh.. the direction the world is going, there will be no need for the male race
Midas: Back in action says:
bullsh*t
Shelli... to say these things i dun wanna say but have to say them anyway... says:
in a bit it would be possible to create a baby using the mothers dna and such only
Midas: Back in action says:
that my friend is only an illusion
Shelli... to say these things i dun wanna say but have to say them anyway... says:
1. To exist together, at the same time, or in the same place.
2. To live in peace with another or others despite differences, especially as a matter of policy: “recognize and accept, as every President in the nuclear age has, that this means coexisting with the Soviet Union” (McGeorge Bundy).
Midas: Back in action says:
wats dis
Shelli... to say these things i dun wanna say but have to say them anyway... says:
thus by dictionary definition, co existance has nothing to do with relationships to be exact, not in the sense you're speaking of
Midas: Back in action says:
oi
Shelli... to say these things i dun wanna say but have to say them anyway... says:
it basically says that we're tolerant of each of other based on cultural values and in some innate level we need each other for help with survival
Shelli... to say these things i dun wanna say but have to say them anyway... says:
like how wolves operate
Shelli... to say these things i dun wanna say but have to say them anyway... says:
in a pack
Midas: Back in action says:
such the mind of the primal
Shelli... to say these things i dun wanna say but have to say them anyway... says:
bc i'm on a logical level and not with my head in the clouds i'm primal?
Midas: Back in action says:
just hitting below the belt for fun
Shelli... to say these things i dun wanna say but have to say them anyway... says:
actually... that makes my point further
Shelli... to say these things i dun wanna say but have to say them anyway... says:
of first importance; fundamenta
Shelli... to say these things i dun wanna say but have to say them anyway... says:
definition of primal
Shelli... to say these things i dun wanna say but have to say them anyway... says:
thank you for validating my point
Midas: Back in action says:
I argue with a on my face n rarely get set unless I feel extremely strongly on the matter
Shelli... to say these things i dun wanna say but have to say them anyway... says:
its FUNDAMENTAL
Shelli... to say these things i dun wanna say but have to say them anyway... says:
im not upset either
Midas: Back in action says:
u lost me
Midas: Back in action says:
where are u now
Shelli... to say these things i dun wanna say but have to say them anyway... says:
where am i now?
Midas: Back in action says:
u lost me at my primal comment
Shelli... to say these things i dun wanna say but have to say them anyway... says:
you called me primal... but at its best and worst... primal means fundamental, of first importance
Shelli... to say these things i dun wanna say but have to say them anyway... says:
so i was thanking you for validating my statements, being the gentleman that you are
Midas: Back in action says:
n which statements we validating now
Midas: Back in action just sent you a Nudge!
Shelli... to say these things i dun wanna say but have to say them anyway... says:
my entire arguement which you aptly chose the word 'primal' to summarize
Shelli... to say these things i dun wanna say but have to say them anyway... says:
thus cancelling your arguement and undermining your argument.. if we shall stoop to the level of debating semantics
Midas: Back in action says:
right Shelli u cannt tell me that co existence does not bears the fruits of courtship which in turn fuels the romance ppl like me enjoy
Midas: Back in action says:
I'm not telling you that co existence bears only one fruit
Shelli... to say these things i dun wanna say but have to say them anyway... says:
coexistance is like the roots and trunk of a tree..
Shelli... to say these things i dun wanna say but have to say them anyway... says:
courtship is but a twig leading to a leaf on such a tree
Midas: Back in action says:
nor am I saying that every co existant relationship leads to such
Shelli... to say these things i dun wanna say but have to say them anyway... says:
NOT a root
Midas: Back in action says:
cause we are all created with individual needs
Midas: Back in action says:
thus too each his own
Shelli... to say these things i dun wanna say but have to say them anyway... says:
individual needs which are highly influenced by culture
Midas: Back in action says:
Shelli... to say these things i dun wanna say but have to say them anyway... says:
and today's culture preaches too much about feminism, independence (not INTERdependence), progress, money, career to place the notions of yesterday on it
Shelli... to say these things i dun wanna say but have to say them anyway... says:
like i said, maybe back then it would be safe to say such a statement as we are all romantics at the core
Shelli... to say these things i dun wanna say but have to say them anyway... says:
but some people are just too heartless to be a romantic muchless harbour romantic thoughts
Shelli... to say these things i dun wanna say but have to say them anyway... says:
i was reading a book today that touched the cultural difference with the western civilisation and how greatly it differs to the east just today
Midas: Back in action says:
the circumstances of life create the persona to which one is identified which does not lend to the truth at heart of this particular individual, even the most heinous of men women which graced our planet had the concept of love romance at heart, we a re born as such the changes we undergo will either bring that to surface or hide such until the time when it is to be shown
Midas: Back in action says:
we create culture in turn culture creates us but we are not defined solely by the environment in which we exist
Midas: Back in action says:
at heart there is something which links us all, which allows us to bear witness to the label human n this extends far past the reach of the physical attriebutes of man
Shelli... in the exact same way you never did. says:
many of those whom you speak of... indeed have the kindness and romance at the innermost core... but it doesn't always manifest itself, and many go through life in the absense of romance despite their abilities
Shelli... in the exact same way you never did. says:
AND furthermore, society is at its most insular and cut off than its ever been
Midas: Back in action says:
the absence of romance seen in their lives does not eliminate the existence of romance at their hearts
Shelli... in the exact same way you never did. says:
you can take it straight down and strip it to the common day village life and bear witness to the grave differences to that of the past
Shelli... in the exact same way you never did. says:
stupes
Shelli... in the exact same way you never did. says:
you're being foolish
Shelli... in the exact same way you never did. says:
i don't understand your argument
Shelli... in the exact same way you never did. says:
everybody harbours the will to kill given the right circumstances deep within them.. but not every individual becomes a killer
Shelli... in the exact same way you never did. says:
your point?
Midas: Back in action says:
see wat I mean you will not be able to comprehend the matters which you blind yourself because logic creates a wall which inhibits the comprehension of things yr "logic" deems impractical
Shelli... in the exact same way you never did. says:
logic means "inexorable truth"
Shelli... in the exact same way you never did. says:
i still think my point stands
Midas: Back in action says:
logic is logic - the dictionary was created based on logic by a man
Shelli... in the exact same way you never did. says:
at the very core each human harbours the qualities to do anything from romance, to murder, to peacefulness and harmony, to stealing and envy, lust, greed.. etc you get my point.
Shelli... in the exact same way you never did. says:
Due to circumstances, certain qualities manifest much stronger than others
Midas: Back in action says:
exactly wat I've been trying to tell you
Midas: Back in action says:
maybe yr not so dumb after all
Shelli... in the exact same way you never did. says:
lots of things were created by man lik.. heh.., i'm not going into atheistic arguments tonight eh
Shelli... in the exact same way you never did. says:
what you've been saying is different russel
Midas: Back in action says:
why not
Midas: Back in action says:
wat u understood by my words is different
Shelli... in the exact same way you never did. says:
i've been saying whole night that today's societies does not contain a majority of (hopeless) romantics
Shelli... in the exact same way you never did. says:
you said it does bc at the core everyone can be romantic
Shelli... in the exact same way you never did. says:
-.-
Midas: Back in action says:
I havent been trying to prove the existence of Hopeless romantics rather the existence of romantics in each of us, never said that every romantic was a hopeless romantic thus yr logic again confuses you little one
Shelli... in the exact same way you never did. says:
stupes
Shelli... in the exact same way you never did. says:
easy for you to change tune so late in the discussion
Midas: Back in action says:
i havent
Midas: Back in action says:
its hard for you to admit a mistake o logical one
Shelli... in the exact same way you never did. says:
yes you have
Shelli... in the exact same way you never did. says:
if you could show me the mistake.. then i'd admit it
Shelli... in the exact same way you never did. says:
but i don't see one
Midas: Back in action says:
u already see your mistake its yr admittance I'm waiting on - My arguement was on the sole basis of romantics within each of us stemming from my comment that Alanis is a female n not a hopeless romantic
Shelli... in the exact same way you never did. says:
very nice to know - trust me she aint no hopeless romantic - she's female
Shelli... says: so your premise is that females can't be hopeless romantics?
Shelli... says: bc she's female the knights theme is cliche and expected?
Midas says: my premise is that MOST if not ALL FEMALES are romantics
Midas: Back in action says:
see the word there ROMANTICS
Midas: Back in action says:
dO YOU SEE HOPELESS BEFORE
Shelli... in the exact same way you never did. says:
men as well as women ARE ROMANTICS no matter how
stubborn we pretend to be
at core level we were made to co exist - its our nature so WE ARE ALL romantics
Shelli... in the exact same way you never did. says:
stupes you're arguing semantics?
Midas: Back in action says:
exactly again I say ROMANTICS
Shelli... in the exact same way you never did. says:
the debate wasn't about HOPELESS.. it became romantic being common today
Midas: Back in action says:
wat are u blind deaf or maybe u r dumb
Shelli... in the exact same way you never did. says:
-.-
On a random side note... quote of the day
well.. humourous folk quote of the day
if you make yourself grass,
ass gon eat ya.
I'm out.
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There are easier things in life than finding a good man...nailing jell-o to a tree, for instance
By Shelli 1:34 AM RelationshipTalk
"Boys"
A heart is not a play thing,
a heart is not a toy,
but if you want it broken,
just give it to a boy.
Boys like to play around with things,
to see what makes them run.
But when it comes to kissing,
they do it just for fun.
Boys never give their hearts away,
They play us girls for fools.
They wait until we give our heart,
and then they play it cool.
You will wonder where he is at night
You will wonder if he's true.
One moment you'll be happy.
One moment you'll be blue.
If you get a chance to see him,
your heart begins to dance.
Your world revolves around him.
Theres nothing like romance.
And then it starts to happen.
You worry day and night.
You see, my friend, your losing him.
It never turns out right.
Boys are great though immature.
The price you pay is high.
He may seem sweet and gorgeous,
but remember, hes a guy.
Love is fair, but hurts so much
the price is very high,
If given a chance of life or death,
I think I'd rather die.
Don't fall in love with just a boy,
that takes alot of nerve.
You see my friend, you need a man,
to get what you deserve.
So when you think that you're in love,
be careful if you can.
Before you give your heart away,
make sure that he's a man.
~~~i forgot to post this as well... Ladies, please heed the simple words of wisdom expressed in the poem above. A friend of mine told me about it... so i Googled it myself to find the whole poem. And there it is...
Every girl should see it once to serve as a reminder when they feel like wavering... and every boy should see it when he is past a certain age and granted adult responsibilites, and childish behaviour is deemed unacceptable.
Ciao
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Small mercies.
By Shelli 12:19 AM books/moviesIt was a bit odd, or rather still is, being called "Ms." by my students. Not so long ago (try a couple months) was i trailing behind my teachers singing "Ms." and "Sir" with every (un)necessary question or statement i felt like making. It's fun. I believe i'm going to enjoy it. The only catch is the lesson planning. I can see myself having a drama session with this marking. Oh its going to be hilarious. Wish me luck.
~~~
Back in high school, when i was a senior, i stumbled across the most delightful novel by Sophie Kinsella called 'Can You Keep A Secret?'. It was one which was written in first person stream of consciousness. The main character, through whom we (the readers) live vicariously through, is Emma. She represents the large section of the females society who live ordinary lives, doing ordinary things, with ordinary friends... but are special in their ordinary way. It's easy to empathize with the character because while Emma is the typically average, Kinsella created a personality with whom any girl can relate - extraordinary, weird, invisible, etc. Emma goes through so many experiences in the 362 pages.
As mentioned above, you live vicariously through Emma. Every emotion that Emma feels, you feel. Kinsella writes the novel so well that from the very first word, you have already been invited into Emma. Through out the entire novel, you ARE Emma. Every hurt/betrayal, every happy moment, every internal conflicting thought, becomes yours.
If anyone has the dumb notion of tagging this book as a typical romance, they are deeply mistaken. Romance in actuality, while is a integral part of the novel, it doesn't consume it either. CYKAS, in my opinion, can be summarized as the growth of a young woman into the woman she ought to be, and the journey that brought her there. At the end of the novel, an emotional bond is formed with Emma... and most likely, reading about her journey to self-discovery would leave you in tears... of sorrow, of happiness, of confusion.
Also, you shall be left with the thoughts such as "This would make an awesome movie!" or "Wouldn't it be lovely if this was produced in film?".
Many years later...
While trying to locate a quote online to post in my blog (because i feel particularly lazy to go and look for the book and type it out) i stumble across a link to CYKAS the movie on IMDB on Google. Out of mere curiosity, i click the link. Lo and Behold.... someone has actually thought about making the novel a film....!! The producer is Kate Hudson. She's also playing the role of Emma. *sigh*
I adore Kate... but she's no Emma. Emma is chubby, quirky, and unforgetably English. Kate is slim, sweet and quite American. Oh well... grateful for mercies right?
Atleast they discovered what a wonderful idea it would be to turn the novel into a film.
All is well in my world.
Shelli out.
