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Birthdays? posted on April 6, 2010 - 10:46pm
I had a birthday recently and I got a little bit older, if a year can be considered a little bit, and I realised two things. One. The awareness of aging suck. Not the growing up or older itself but the fact that I am so aware, at that point, of my mortality. Have I changed the world, have I changed anyone’s world? The older I grow the more I think about this and the less I believe it to be true that I have, that I will be remembered. But then again, the internet has allowed me this blog which is my claim to mortality. Two. Sex just seems to get more complicated the older I grow.
So it goes posted on February 1, 2010 - 9:50pm
I haven’t allowed myself to miss him yet, it’s not over yet for me. It is over but how can I accept that?
Found it? posted on November 24, 2009 - 7:37pm
Just a little over a week since I put up my last post and I think I might have found that delirious-get-sick-over-it love but I am so conflicted. This man, oh, this man. He is just totally amazing. He has this love for God that makes me realise how much I miss my relationship with Him. He is smart, I am always learning new things when I’m with him. He is funny and more over he loves to laugh. And what a laugh it is. He is strong, he has been through so much and still he holds it together and laughs. He is sensitive, he says the most insightful things to me sometimes. He is so cool, he does the most impressive things and I know he is going to be a huge deal one day. He is silly, sometimes I can’t believe he is not two years old. He is hot. He is an amazing man. I am amazed by him. But.
Of Rom-Coms and resignations. posted on November 16, 2009 - 11:55pm
I am a hopeless romantic! Which is weird because I am also very rational. Romantic comedies are like a drug for me, a recreational drug, kinda like marijuana. I don’t have to have it all the time but the high I get when I do is amazing. I’ve just finished seeing ‘Accidental Husband’ with Uma Thurman, Jeffrey Dean Morgan (whom I love) and Colin Firth and as I always do when I watch Rom-Coms, I cried. I cried harder than I usually do though because it got me thinking, maybe not thinking, more like wishing. I know movies are a form of escapism and they usually portray our lives as we want them to be not as they are which would suggest that happy endings are not common in our real lives which is why the rom-com as a genre of movies even still exists. This does not stop me however from wanting a happy ending. I want to be delirioulsy in love, so much in love that it sickens me, I want a rom-com happy ending. But is it possible?