Love, Love, Love
I have a little story to put a smile on your face:
SENIOR PICK-UP LINE
An elderly gentleman, in his mid 90's, with hair well groomed, a great
looking suit, a flower in his lapel, smelling slightly of a very nice
after shave, and presenting a well-cared-for image, walks into an
upscale cocktail lounge.
Seated at the bar, an elderly lady, mid 80's, also well dressed and
attractive is sitting alone.
The gentleman walks over, sits down beside her, orders a drink, takes a
sip, turns to her and says...."So tell me, do I come here often?
Teehee. That makes me laugh. I like innocent love. I just do. Like Cole Porter. Lol, not exactly innocent, well, not innocent at all, but what he had between he and his wife was amazing. I mean, the man is known for preferring men to women, and it's also been said that she was bisexual. So here you have two people, with completely opposite sexual preferences, but have such a strong and unconditional love for one another as human beings that they get married, and stay married for that long. It just blows my mind how that could work so well.
The other day, I was trying to differentiate (sorry if thats spelled incorrectly) between the friends I really loved, and the ones I just cared about, and/or liked a lot. Sort of a weird thing to think about, I know. But I love a lot of you. And I'm not calling good chemistry, or trustworthiness, or just a general liking of, love, I am counting the people that I truly, to-my-last-breath, love. And the quantity (and quality) of the people I love just boggles my mind! If I lost any one of you, I would be insanely devastated. Lol- maybe that is part of what makes me so much like Jane, from Pride and Prejudice, like Enoel was saying. I just sort of wear my personality, and soul, on my sleeve, and trust that all my trials and tribulations will just sort of bounce off of me....like..... marshmallows. Well, maybe not like marshmallows, though they don't hurt, and taste quite good, its not the right analogy-but you all know what I mean. I like marshmallows, even though I didn't put any on the Graham-cracker house I made today. It was quite yummy, nonetheless, if I do say so myself. You know, I actually think marshmallows were the perfect analogy. Because I would never believe that I could go through life without my hardships and experiences leaving an impact on me. Haha! Marshmallows are sticky. You can't throw marshmallows at someone, and not have a single one stick to them. Lol, though, I am not speaking from experience. When have I ever spoken from experience?
So...yup. I miss "Giselle" like hell, after looking at all these photos. But, I have noticed, from the photos, that I did a damn good job of being "in the moment" in Giselle's mad death scene. Lol. Those are my favorite ones. Probably 'cause it was my favorite part of the ballet, along with Betso.
Well, I really need to go do Physics, but I'm not going to, I'm gonna go talk to Betso and Amando, and put photos in albums. Love You, You're Awesome for Real, Muah!
SENIOR PICK-UP LINE
An elderly gentleman, in his mid 90's, with hair well groomed, a great
looking suit, a flower in his lapel, smelling slightly of a very nice
after shave, and presenting a well-cared-for image, walks into an
upscale cocktail lounge.
Seated at the bar, an elderly lady, mid 80's, also well dressed and
attractive is sitting alone.
The gentleman walks over, sits down beside her, orders a drink, takes a
sip, turns to her and says...."So tell me, do I come here often?
Teehee. That makes me laugh. I like innocent love. I just do. Like Cole Porter. Lol, not exactly innocent, well, not innocent at all, but what he had between he and his wife was amazing. I mean, the man is known for preferring men to women, and it's also been said that she was bisexual. So here you have two people, with completely opposite sexual preferences, but have such a strong and unconditional love for one another as human beings that they get married, and stay married for that long. It just blows my mind how that could work so well.
The other day, I was trying to differentiate (sorry if thats spelled incorrectly) between the friends I really loved, and the ones I just cared about, and/or liked a lot. Sort of a weird thing to think about, I know. But I love a lot of you. And I'm not calling good chemistry, or trustworthiness, or just a general liking of, love, I am counting the people that I truly, to-my-last-breath, love. And the quantity (and quality) of the people I love just boggles my mind! If I lost any one of you, I would be insanely devastated. Lol- maybe that is part of what makes me so much like Jane, from Pride and Prejudice, like Enoel was saying. I just sort of wear my personality, and soul, on my sleeve, and trust that all my trials and tribulations will just sort of bounce off of me....like..... marshmallows. Well, maybe not like marshmallows, though they don't hurt, and taste quite good, its not the right analogy-but you all know what I mean. I like marshmallows, even though I didn't put any on the Graham-cracker house I made today. It was quite yummy, nonetheless, if I do say so myself. You know, I actually think marshmallows were the perfect analogy. Because I would never believe that I could go through life without my hardships and experiences leaving an impact on me. Haha! Marshmallows are sticky. You can't throw marshmallows at someone, and not have a single one stick to them. Lol, though, I am not speaking from experience. When have I ever spoken from experience?
So...yup. I miss "Giselle" like hell, after looking at all these photos. But, I have noticed, from the photos, that I did a damn good job of being "in the moment" in Giselle's mad death scene. Lol. Those are my favorite ones. Probably 'cause it was my favorite part of the ballet, along with Betso.
Well, I really need to go do Physics, but I'm not going to, I'm gonna go talk to Betso and Amando, and put photos in albums. Love You, You're Awesome for Real, Muah!
posted by Alex at 8:40 PM
2 Comments:
Oh Alex you're so darn cute. And I love you're rambling, it makes me very happy. I'll see you tomorrow in school *blegh*
Alex, is there something wrong with me if I don't get the love "story"? *turns red* Nevertheless, you are adorable. I've decided you need to become a journalist...yes. Most definitely. :)
love,
angela
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