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When Harry Met Sally...
By Billy Crystal, Meg Ryan
Just finished watching "When Harry Met Sally..."
It's a cool story, a love story. It's interesting because there isn't much mushy feeling to it. It's realistic. It's a realistic relationship that leads to...love, i guess.
I've reached some conclusions. Or at least A conclusion. If you are planning on getting married, the person you are going to marry has to be someone you can talk to. Doesn't this make sense? I mean, passion is good. So is sex, i suppose, don't know, haven't had any. But in the end, what happens when the love-dovey feelings disappear? Of course, they will disappear and that is because we're all humans and incapable of holding a sustained emotion. At least most of us are in capable of doing so. That's why so many marriages today fail - people base it completely on the love-dovey feelings so as soon as these disappear and they realize they have to be with this person that they really don't truly know they discover that they have to get out of it.
Hmm...this is interesting. I've always blogged about stuff like this. Have you noticed? Whoever is reading, if there is anyone at all that is reading. Maybe it's a girl thing. I dunno. I can't help it tho. Right now i feel so alone. It's like...everywhere i look, people are dating or "falling in love." I profess that i don't believe in "love"...well, not that kind...but the truth is...i really want to. I want to believe that someday i'll feel like those people in the movies. Maybe someday i'll be the Sally who finally meets her Harry...or maybe not. That's the scary part. Being alone isn't attractive...correction...appealing to me. Maybe it's just a superficial thing. Maybe it's just because everyone else i know has or is dating and i just feel left out. It just seems like something in me is incomplete because i haven't experienced what they have. I dunno. It's weird...but maybe it's not. First it was my friend, then my sister then my friends at school...everyone seems to have dated...everyone except me.
I know it seems lame, but i have to ask it. It can't be helped...is something wrong with me? I know everyone says, "no, of course not," but do they mean it? What if there is something wrong with me, but they're just being polite because they're embarred of saying something? I dunno. Maybe i'm just not a dateable person. It might be because i'm too shy and uptight around strangers. It could be that i can't converse well with others...i've noticed that during the school year, all i find myself talking about with everyone is about studies and classes and teachers...once these topics have been dried up, i have nothing to say to them! It's rather dreadful. I sit opposite my friend at lunch completely silent. The most we've talked about was on the topic of...ironically...crushes. Otherwise, we just exchange the everyday "How was class?" "Feeling better today?" kinda things. Ugh...i dunno. I remember not being this way all the time. But, that was only two periods in my life. Once was the whole period from my birth up until the seventh grade and the other was the summer i went to that mobile robotics camp. Sad, isn't it? I dunno. It's just heavy on me.
The other terrible thing is that, somehow, i can't find concellation in prayer. My mother's advice, of course, is that i should pray more. I probably should, but i just can't get into it. Maybe it's because i don't want to. That would make me religious and that would change me and make me different and then i'd stand out.
Wow
I'm a major conformist. MAJOR conformist. *sigh* Life sucks when you find out you're like everyone else, doesn't it? I thought i was kinda different...set apart morally (wow...i've been too proud)...but i've realized that i'm soooo not. I was religious. I really was. I loved God and acted that way. I dunno what happened. I got scared i guess. I didn't wanna be the only one at school that seemed to love someone that they couldn't see. How weird is that, after all? Gosh...God must be really ashamed of me. That's the worst betrayal possible. I hate feeling like a Judas.
Ugh...i'm always so down on myself. I shouldn't be - at least not all the time - but i am. I can't help it. I somehow think that if i stop then something worse will happen. For example...if i don't berate myself, then i might become too proud. By doing this, however, i end up feeling miserable!
Wow
What a terrible realization! Don't you hate discovering things like that about yourself?
Ugh...too much of me. I'm way to selfish. I need to worry about others. That's the way to go. Yes, that's probably the answer. But, then again...worrying about someone else might just lead me to annoy them, thus destroying something else in my life! *sigh* Why is life so complex?! I dunno...
I need to end this blog. It's been such a long one. I haven't written this much in a while, but i could. I always have so much that's in my head or on my heart that i have to keep pent up. I can't talk about it. It's too embarrissing. I know others might change upon this blog and read it, but it somehow doesn't matter. Once it's out of me, it's gone. It's a relief to let go. Writing it out is powerful. I'm glad i can do it. I guess this is where i can end. For all the bad emotions and feelings that this blog has gone through, this is the lightest, happiest one of them all. Maybe it will even be the beginning of other happiness. After all, doesn't all happiness begin with gratitude?
When Harry Met Sally...
By Billy Crystal, Meg Ryan
Just finished watching "When Harry Met Sally..."
It's a cool story, a love story. It's interesting because there isn't much mushy feeling to it. It's realistic. It's a realistic relationship that leads to...love, i guess.
I've reached some conclusions. Or at least A conclusion. If you are planning on getting married, the person you are going to marry has to be someone you can talk to. Doesn't this make sense? I mean, passion is good. So is sex, i suppose, don't know, haven't had any. But in the end, what happens when the love-dovey feelings disappear? Of course, they will disappear and that is because we're all humans and incapable of holding a sustained emotion. At least most of us are in capable of doing so. That's why so many marriages today fail - people base it completely on the love-dovey feelings so as soon as these disappear and they realize they have to be with this person that they really don't truly know they discover that they have to get out of it.
Hmm...this is interesting. I've always blogged about stuff like this. Have you noticed? Whoever is reading, if there is anyone at all that is reading. Maybe it's a girl thing. I dunno. I can't help it tho. Right now i feel so alone. It's like...everywhere i look, people are dating or "falling in love." I profess that i don't believe in "love"...well, not that kind...but the truth is...i really want to. I want to believe that someday i'll feel like those people in the movies. Maybe someday i'll be the Sally who finally meets her Harry...or maybe not. That's the scary part. Being alone isn't attractive...correction...appealing to me. Maybe it's just a superficial thing. Maybe it's just because everyone else i know has or is dating and i just feel left out. It just seems like something in me is incomplete because i haven't experienced what they have. I dunno. It's weird...but maybe it's not. First it was my friend, then my sister then my friends at school...everyone seems to have dated...everyone except me.
I know it seems lame, but i have to ask it. It can't be helped...is something wrong with me? I know everyone says, "no, of course not," but do they mean it? What if there is something wrong with me, but they're just being polite because they're embarred of saying something? I dunno. Maybe i'm just not a dateable person. It might be because i'm too shy and uptight around strangers. It could be that i can't converse well with others...i've noticed that during the school year, all i find myself talking about with everyone is about studies and classes and teachers...once these topics have been dried up, i have nothing to say to them! It's rather dreadful. I sit opposite my friend at lunch completely silent. The most we've talked about was on the topic of...ironically...crushes. Otherwise, we just exchange the everyday "How was class?" "Feeling better today?" kinda things. Ugh...i dunno. I remember not being this way all the time. But, that was only two periods in my life. Once was the whole period from my birth up until the seventh grade and the other was the summer i went to that mobile robotics camp. Sad, isn't it? I dunno. It's just heavy on me.
The other terrible thing is that, somehow, i can't find concellation in prayer. My mother's advice, of course, is that i should pray more. I probably should, but i just can't get into it. Maybe it's because i don't want to. That would make me religious and that would change me and make me different and then i'd stand out.
Wow
I'm a major conformist. MAJOR conformist. *sigh* Life sucks when you find out you're like everyone else, doesn't it? I thought i was kinda different...set apart morally (wow...i've been too proud)...but i've realized that i'm soooo not. I was religious. I really was. I loved God and acted that way. I dunno what happened. I got scared i guess. I didn't wanna be the only one at school that seemed to love someone that they couldn't see. How weird is that, after all? Gosh...God must be really ashamed of me. That's the worst betrayal possible. I hate feeling like a Judas.
Ugh...i'm always so down on myself. I shouldn't be - at least not all the time - but i am. I can't help it. I somehow think that if i stop then something worse will happen. For example...if i don't berate myself, then i might become too proud. By doing this, however, i end up feeling miserable!
Wow
What a terrible realization! Don't you hate discovering things like that about yourself?
Ugh...too much of me. I'm way to selfish. I need to worry about others. That's the way to go. Yes, that's probably the answer. But, then again...worrying about someone else might just lead me to annoy them, thus destroying something else in my life! *sigh* Why is life so complex?! I dunno...
I need to end this blog. It's been such a long one. I haven't written this much in a while, but i could. I always have so much that's in my head or on my heart that i have to keep pent up. I can't talk about it. It's too embarrissing. I know others might change upon this blog and read it, but it somehow doesn't matter. Once it's out of me, it's gone. It's a relief to let go. Writing it out is powerful. I'm glad i can do it. I guess this is where i can end. For all the bad emotions and feelings that this blog has gone through, this is the lightest, happiest one of them all. Maybe it will even be the beginning of other happiness. After all, doesn't all happiness begin with gratitude?