Lovers

March 18, 2009

We're studying Gwen Hardwood's poetry in class right and we read the poem "In The Park" today.
& so it lead us to discuss how we miss opportunities and how our lives have twists and turns.
& so it lead to talking about the movie Sliding Doors with Gwyenth Paltrow (who is amazingly beautiful)
how any little change in our day like having a shower one minute later than usual or putting our sneakers on instead of heels can change the direction of our day.



Which lead me to think about that scene on The Curious Case of Benjiman Button where Brad Pitt's dialogue was complex and deeply philosophical which made me cry.

So you see, this one poem ended up causing me to ruminate over lost opportunities and how we should seize them because you never know whats going to happen. It will also save you the pain of the aftermath of not doing it when you're thinking "dammit, what would of happened if I did ask?!" So I left the class feeling all confident and full of hope when BAM, rejection hits you in the face. OK- well not rejection, but the THOUGHT of rejection. The thought of rejection is probably more threatening rather than getting rejected because when you do get rejected you're just like "fuck, well that was a bad idea" but when your thinking about the possibility of getting rejected you're like "fuck, should i do it? what if i get rejected?" because you could so stop the feeling of thinking "fuck, well that was a bad idea." And then I thought, the cliche of "seize the opportunity" and "live everyday like its your last" had so much with this fake hope and its so fucking cliche.
Call me pathetic, but it is.
So fucking cliche that it stoped me actually asking him.

God, I am so pathetic. Hahaha, this blog has turned to a self-pity blog. NO, I was joking. Anyways I decided that I will ask him sooner or later and people reading this probably don't even understand why/ what/ who I'm going to ask but eh, it'll reveal itself in the near future :) (when I do end up asking him)

I'm actually quite hungry, I might go divulge in some dinner now.
Loooooooove.

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