Best Quote EVER -- and some other not so cool stuff
"I've found almost everything ever written about love to be true. Shakespeare said "Journeys end in lovers meeting." What an extraordinary thought. Personally, I have not experienced anything remotely close to that, but I am more than willing to believe Shakespeare had. I suppose I think about love more than anyone really should. I am constantly amazed by its sheer power to alter and define our lives. It was Shakespeare who also said "love is blind". Now that is something I know to be true. For some quite inexplicably, love fades; for others love is simply lost. But then of course love can also be found, even if just for the night. And then, there's another kind of love: the cruelest kind. The one that almost kills its victims. Its called unrequited love. Of that I am an expert. Most love stories are about people who fall in love with each other. But what about the rest of us? What about our stories, those of us who fall in love alone? We are the victims of the one sided affair. We are the cursed of the loved ones. We are the unloved ones, the walking wounded. The handicapped without the advantage of a great parking space! Yes, you are looking at one such individual. And I have willingly loved that man for over three miserable years! The absolute worst years of my life! The worst Christmas', the worst Birthday's, New Years Eve's brought in by tears and valium. These years that I have been in love have been the darkest days of my life. All because I've been cursed by being in love with a man who does not and will not love me back. " ~ The Holiday
Obviously this is taken from a chick flick, but this is a really good movie that I would recommend to anyone pretty much. In other news, my surgery went okay. I still have my gallbladder, but they took out these weird things called adhesions. The adhesions are caused by some pretty bad stuff which means I have to go to many more doctors for a lot more tests. They left my gallbladder in even with the cist still there because taking it out would be too risky and might make me a lot worse. Best case scenario, I watch my diet and am on meds the rest of my life; worst case, more surgery. I am really, really scared. This stuff can lead to cancer and people can die from it. Yes, I know I don't have one foot in the grave yet or anything, but I'm sick of having stuff wrong with me and it only getting worse. This was supposed to be over; no more pain, no more nausea, but of course, there's something worse waiting in the wings. I've been feeling okay this week except I woke up this morning and am not doing so well. The pain from the surgery is pretty much gone...it's more annoying than anything else. I've been trying really hard to distract myself by reading and watching all the episodes of "B.O.B", but it's kinda hard when it's only me home for the whole day to not sit and think about all this crap. All my friends have been trying to check up on me, and the fact that I can see how much they care, I appreciate more than anything and feel that I don't deserve it. Yet, the one person in the world that I need more than anything is trying to help, but I need more than what they are trying to give. I am lonely and scared and I don't know what to do. I don't know how to make myself better at this point. I keep reminding myself that I am still so very lucky and blessed, and that there are so many others worse off than me, but fear is trumping logic in this case. The bestest roomie is probably going to come up this weekend to keep me company, then it's Musketeer weekend in Baltimore the weekend after, weekend after that I might be going to a Rangers/Flyers game if Carlo can get tickets (this would be his first hockey game, too...that could be interesting :-P), if not I might be going down there or he might be up here, and then it's Easter, Bedford, then the Mets game up in Shea. At least my weekends should keep me occupied. I took off last week from classes, and this week is spring break for me so once classes get going again I should have some distraction during the week. I hope maybe the roommate and I could have some quality time, too...that always serves as a good distraction. Well, I guess that's a long enough 'woe-to-me' entry. I hope everyone else is doing well and I'll try and talk to you all soon.
Obviously this is taken from a chick flick, but this is a really good movie that I would recommend to anyone pretty much. In other news, my surgery went okay. I still have my gallbladder, but they took out these weird things called adhesions. The adhesions are caused by some pretty bad stuff which means I have to go to many more doctors for a lot more tests. They left my gallbladder in even with the cist still there because taking it out would be too risky and might make me a lot worse. Best case scenario, I watch my diet and am on meds the rest of my life; worst case, more surgery. I am really, really scared. This stuff can lead to cancer and people can die from it. Yes, I know I don't have one foot in the grave yet or anything, but I'm sick of having stuff wrong with me and it only getting worse. This was supposed to be over; no more pain, no more nausea, but of course, there's something worse waiting in the wings. I've been feeling okay this week except I woke up this morning and am not doing so well. The pain from the surgery is pretty much gone...it's more annoying than anything else. I've been trying really hard to distract myself by reading and watching all the episodes of "B.O.B", but it's kinda hard when it's only me home for the whole day to not sit and think about all this crap. All my friends have been trying to check up on me, and the fact that I can see how much they care, I appreciate more than anything and feel that I don't deserve it. Yet, the one person in the world that I need more than anything is trying to help, but I need more than what they are trying to give. I am lonely and scared and I don't know what to do. I don't know how to make myself better at this point. I keep reminding myself that I am still so very lucky and blessed, and that there are so many others worse off than me, but fear is trumping logic in this case. The bestest roomie is probably going to come up this weekend to keep me company, then it's Musketeer weekend in Baltimore the weekend after, weekend after that I might be going to a Rangers/Flyers game if Carlo can get tickets (this would be his first hockey game, too...that could be interesting :-P), if not I might be going down there or he might be up here, and then it's Easter, Bedford, then the Mets game up in Shea. At least my weekends should keep me occupied. I took off last week from classes, and this week is spring break for me so once classes get going again I should have some distraction during the week. I hope maybe the roommate and I could have some quality time, too...that always serves as a good distraction. Well, I guess that's a long enough 'woe-to-me' entry. I hope everyone else is doing well and I'll try and talk to you all soon.