Karaoke-lurv xtra
Okay, I am past the emo-mode, thankyouverymuch. And on to our regular programming.
November 14, 2006
November 12, 2006
In memory of…
“I thought he would wait; but he did not. He chose someone instead. I am but a creature of his past.
My heart breaks every time I am reminded of his once blooming affection. A piercing anguish lurks beneath this seemingly calm fascade. I was at fault, I remember. I refused his advances. I tried his patience. I gambled and lost.
I speak the truth. I could not truly love him with my entire being, at that time. It was unjust and unkind. His presence reminded me of another love. A failed love long buried. His dear friend, a lover I once had. My affection for this old love diminished but not forgotten. Forgive my cowardice, for I could not part with the precious memories of first love. He sensed my uncertainty and abandoned the attachment. He and I pretended to part as friends. He sought tenderness from another woman. And I walked a journey in solitude.
He will take his bride. She will bear his children. When this time comes, I will offer him an eternity of happiness.
I will not regret the past. I will be content; satisfied with a decision of yesteryear. I chose this pain. I will experience this pain. Someday, I will be free from the shackles of aching memories. A woman untarnished by yearnings of companionship and ideal love. I will smile. I will laugh. I will find my own joy, my own happiness.
I will live.” - T.B.
Memories sucks. Emo sucks. I hate this date.
Post #112
Do I have to sing like a fucking little girl to get good marks? Okay, so I’m bitter. Sue me.
In love with Jane
What is it about Jane Austen novels that makes me want to fall madly and deeply in-love? Sigh.
True, there is more to her novels than simply romance, courtship, and marriage; she tackles the subtle nuances of the politics between the social classes. She describes a social stratta clearly divided by wealth, rank, and connections. She writes of the complex culture of the old world ruled by a strange set of tacit bylaws. Yet, truth be told, my romantic heart rather focus on the simpler qualities of her stories, familial and passionate love.
As many Janeites, I am completely and undoubtedly partial to her last novel, Persuasion. Lovers separated by the inevitable politics of classes, Anne Elliot and Captain Wentworth experiences eight years of silent anguish. However, in traditional Austen fashion, they reunite and declare their undying love. Sigh again.
Remember Capt. Wentworth’s letter to Anne? He says, “You pierce my soul. I am half agony, half hope.” And later on he adds, “I have loved none but you.” Jelly knees. I think it tops P&P’s F. Darcy’s “You must allow me to tell you how ardently I admire and love you.”
So yeah, I am amidst some serious Jane Austen lurving tonight. (Taken out of context, that sounds creepy and wacked.)
November 11, 2006
Karaoke-lurv
Hey there kids! Cover your ears. Try not to squirm.
To those courageous souls who wouldn’t be threatened, be kind to my rendition of Iwao Junko’s Scarlet (Ayashi no Ceres ED). XD
