Monday Madness
This is kind of out of my style, but who the hell cares. I don't really have a style, but whatever. So I was walking through the halls today and I was thinking, and I started to wonder what the difference between anger and hate was. I have no idea why this came to mind, because I'm not really mad at anyone... oh wait yea I do know why, but anyways I was thinking and it was like when I'm angry at someone, that can change and it's almost fun in the sense that you get kinda passionate about whatever it was you were arguing about. It's intreguing. It's awesome. But like when you hate something it's like there's nothing. That's the end. I don't get passionate if I hate something. It just makes me hate myself. So that was one revelation in the Monday madness. The second was the question of whether love exhists. And I kept fighting with myself about this one, because in the time that I have to get to my classes a lot can be said. I think that love exhists if we want it to. I'm not sure how accurate it is. I've stopped falling in love and now I fall into infatuation. Maybe it was infatuation all along and I just mistook it for love. I'm in love with La Rochefoucauld. He once stated, "In their first passion women love their lovers, in all the others they love love." Something brought me back to this quote today. I don't know what. I don't know why. It was just there along with the song in my head, and if you read this you know what song it is. agh I give this to people and then I can't write about them, how dumb am I? Whatever.