4 posts tagged “life”

How do you feel about your birthday?  Do you look forward to it and remind all your friends, or do you dread it and try to keep it a secret?

I felt really bad 'cause it seems like I've been neglecting this site for quite some time now. You see,I've been busy with my Multiply site. Weird but I fall in love fast with new sites that I sign up for then would find the initial passion oozing out of me after a couple of weeks.

So don't worry, I'll be back soon.

As for the question, I do admit that I'm a bonafide fan of birthdays. I think that's really the only occasion worth celebrating. Although lately, I've been feeling that my past birthdays have not been so, erm, jolly. I often discovered that something bad was happening during those time only months later, when the candles have all been blown and it was all just hopelessly too damaging to try to breach.

I am actually dreading the coming of May (like it was a person. a she-person,hard to get rid off). I feel as if the events of the past years will unravel all over again and I'd be left picking up remnants that I have had no hand in tearing apart in the first place.

Love and birthdays are hard to live up to.

So really this whole entry has been just a sorry little excuse to rant and keep 'em juices flowing. Har har.

Who is ringing in the New Year with you?  Who do you wish could be with you, but isn't there?

My aunts, definitely. New Year's was not the same without them.

NOT!

I had a blast this year.:D Spent New Year's at The Griffin's. Loved the fireworks. Loved the food. Loved the no-pressure chit chat.

Loved Loved Loved New Year's!:D

So this is what the gang thought of 2007:

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Show us something you need to get rid of, but just can't bring yourself to toss out.
Submitted by Felipe Anuel.

     See what I mean? Loads similar to the other question, right?

Which person from your past, who you've lost touch with, do you wonder about the most? 
Submitted by ancora impara.

There is really no way that I'd be able to answer that directly so here are two poem that would prolly give you a clue. The first one's something I wrote and the other was written by Richard Brautigan.

Let me tell you the truth

it is this:
i have forgotten about you.
i have carefully moved on, like a
tidal wave, a jack in the box sans the spring. see me, the vehicle stealthily
moving upwards a steep slope. however
gradually, i will get there. i am now dreamless and righteous.
my head, a bubble burst out
of proportion.

the chair where you sat on no longer holds
your weight. i have smoothed over the creases on the
side of the bed that used to have your imprinted shape,
lying sideways. i have forgotten to pick up your laundry.
your photographs are now quietly burning in the furnace.

i have contacted my woman support group. on tuesday, we'll be going
to the beach. we'll be carrying cartolinas adorned with the words, "will have slings
like last summer."
our shoulders are festooned with anxious roses.i am hoping to meet the man of my dreams. or at least someone who is uncannily
unlike you. someone who is a long stretch, a dream of summer.

i have signed up for yoga class and i feel my center now.
i did not realize that it was as cavernous as it is. i also shop alone
and even went to the zoo once.
i see my face in the mirror and check my teeth for stains.

but lately, the strangest things are happening. i am reminded of you when
i am shopping for cinnamon. your hands jump out of the
page of a book i'm reading. the busboy is you, as well as the lady
who is saddened by green dresses.
my mind has turned traitor. it is spinning me in circles and is hurtful when it rains. the
beer has gone bad without prior notice. suddenly, i
feel a chill everywhere. i am not stronger.
the clock hands stop moving and i write about you.

 

The Moon Versus Us Ever Sleeping Together Again

by Richard Brautigan

 

I sit here, an arch-villain of romance,

thinking about you. Gee, I'm sorry

I made you unhappy, but there was nothing

I could do about it because I have to be free.

Perhaps everything would have been different

if you had stayed at the table or asked me

to go out with you to look at the moon,

instead of getting up and leaving me alone with

her.

 

 

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The question strikes me as funny, though. I mean. if you still think about the person from time to time, then isn't s/he still a part of your present life?

     BTW, this question is somewhat connected to the other Vox question. Somewhat, for most people, probably.