And I have watched quite a lot of romcoms as well as many movies. I am actually speechless….
Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bonel,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.
Let the aeroplanes circle, moaning overhead
Scribbling on the sky the message ‘He is Dead’.
Put crepe bows ‘round the white necks of the public doves,
Let traffic policemen wear black, cotton gloves.
He was my North, my South, my East, and West.
My working week and my Sunday rest, My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song; I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong.
The stars are not wanted now; put out every one,
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun,
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood;
For nothing now can ever come to any good.” —W. H. Auden “Funeral Blues”
As great as yesterday was, I don’t actually want to bond with majority of our class. Sorry, ‘bout it.
I don’t understand why my family doesn’t understand that when I say “I don’t want to talk”, I really, actually do not want to talk.
- Kat: You can't just buy me a guitar every time you screw up, you know.
- Patrick: I know. But you know there's always drums and bass and one day maybe even a tambourine.
Kat Stratford may be my hero.
What does it say about me that when I get bored I go on youtube and watch a webshow from Finland. Also, I don’t understand Finnish, so….
I can however say: I love giraffes in Finnish. So really what else could I possibly need to know?
I should be writing that essay for LoF (which I never finished actually)
I should be reading Thousand Splendid Suns so Jaymi and Izzy don’t eat me on Monday.
I should be cleaning my room.
I should be doing my bio homework or my spanish homework.
But I’m not.
THATS WHAT I’M DOING!
And now, Kate overcomes her fear of uncooked hotdogs so she can eat. Because no one is coming home for hours and she is starving.
Kevin Smith (director) on the ridiculousness of movies about sex receiving NC-17 ratings while extremely violent movies get by with R ratings. (via barefeetdirtyfeet)
OMG yes. The only part of the quote I object to is the ableist use of the word “insane”. But other than that, bang on. It makes no sense to me how movies with a lot of violence get away with a PG-13 rating, whereas if a movie has masturbation, or as much as a pair of breasts, it’s suddenly R-rated! It’s so ridiculous, like, last time I checked, 99% of 16 year olds have experienced things like masturbation for themselves in real life. The thought that seeing something in a movie that they have experienced for themselves in real life will somehow scar them for life is absolutely ridiculous.
It’s kind of peaceful not having a cell phone. I don’t actually miss it. Maybe it’s a sign I have been to attached too it lately…I think when I eventually charge it I’m going to distance myself from it.
Where the water is blue and the people are new.
To another life, to another life.
To a new shore line
In a new life.” —“Far Away” Ingrid Michaelson
If you are at first lonely, be patient. If you’ve not been alone much, or if when you were, you weren’t okay with it, then just wait. You’ll find it’s fine to be alone once you’re embracing it.
We could start with the acceptable places, the bathroom, the coffee shop, the library. Where you can stall and read the paper, where you can get your caffeine fix and sit and stay there. Where you can browse the stacks and smell the books. You’re not supposed to talk much anyway so it’s safe there.
There’s also the gym. If you’re shy you could hang out with yourself in mirrors, you could put headphones in.
And there’s public transportation, because we all gotta go places.
And there’s prayer and meditation. No one will think less if you’re hanging with your breath seeking peace and salvation.
Start simple. Things you may have previously based on your avoid being alone principals.
The lunch counter. Where you will be surrounded by chow-downers. Employees who only have an hour and their spouses work across town and so they — like you — will be alone.
Resist the urge to hang out with your cell phone.
When you are comfortable with eat lunch and run, take yourself out for dinner. A restaurant with linen and silverware. You’re no less intriguing a person when you’re eating solo dessert to cleaning the whipped cream from the dish with your finger. In fact some people at full tables will wish they were where you were.
Go to the movies. Where it is dark and soothing. Alone in your seat amidst a fleeting community.
And then, take yourself out dancing to a club where no one knows you. Stand on the outside of the floor till the lights convince you more and more and the music shows you. Dance like no one’s watching…because, they’re probably not. And, if they are, assume it is with best of human intentions. The way bodies move genuinely to beats is, after all, gorgeous and affecting. Dance until you’re sweating, and beads of perspiration remind you of life’s best things, down your back like a brook of blessings.
Go to the woods alone, and the trees and squirrels will watch for you.
Go to an unfamiliar city, roam the streets, there’re always statues to talk to and benches made for sitting give strangers a shared existence if only for a minute and these moments can be so uplifting and the conversations you get in by sitting alone on benches might’ve never happened had you not been there by yourself
Society is afraid of alonedom, like lonely hearts are wasting away in basements, like people must have problems if, after a while, nobody is dating them. but lonely is a freedom that breaths easy and weightless and lonely is healing if you make it.
You could stand, swathed by groups and mobs or hold hands with your partner, look both further and farther for the endless quest for company. But no one’s in your head and by the time you translate your thoughts, some essence of them may be lost or perhaps it is just kept.
Perhaps in the interest of loving oneself, perhaps all those sappy slogans from preschool over to high school’s groaning were tokens for holding the lonely at bay. Cuz if you’re happy in your head than solitude is blessed and alone is okay.
It’s okay if no one believes like you. All experience is unique, no one has the same synapses, can’t think like you, for this be releived, keeps things interesting lifes magic things in reach.
And it doesn’t mean you’re not connected, that community’s not present, just take the perspective you get from being one person in one head and feel the effects of it. take silence and respect it. if you have an art that needs a practice, stop neglecting it. if your family doesn’t get you, or religious sect is not meant for you, don’t obsess about it.
you could be in an instant surrounded if you needed it
If your heart is bleeding make the best of it
There is heat in freezing, be a testament.
Sam is being introduced to The Hangover right now!
One more time with feeling
Try it again, breathing’s just a rhythm
Say it in your mind until you know that the words are right” —Regina Spektor “One More Time WIth Feeling”
Sam. my brother. age 10.
i’ve raised him right.
Also I realized today that my life has been really boring and I have no idea what I want to be.