| he once believed they were invincible... |
[November 1st 2008|11.42pm] |
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that was us :: alexz johnson |
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He once believed they were invincible. That they’d eternally lie side by side as the world spun rapidly around them, unchanging. They could spend their days flying, coasting the stars, able to rise to any challenge and succeed effortlessly. They would create clever disturbances, spread the laughter with their cunning and pranking and not a day would go by in boredom or sadness. Always carefree, always content, always together. Logically, he knew it was impossible, recognized their mortality, acknowledged that life contained more melancholy and complexity than he cared to imagine, but he refused to entertain the thoughts. Just being there, lying on the fresh spring grass with his best friend, grinning from ear to ear as the sun dipped casually into the horizon… It would be just them, their lives still ahead of them, their dreams soaring far beyond the skies--and that would be enough.
--Sorry for the fragments. I happen to like them stylistically, but I can understand if the sentences are just way too long-winded. Ah well. Anyway, this entry did have another purpose, but I can't muster the energy to go into details at the moment. In simplicity, I wanted to rant about how a) my high school--and you need to know a lot about the strange way my high school worked to truly understand why this pains me--is closing down and they didn't even try to save it and I am just really really upset because the place I loved, my second home for five years (I started in 8th grade, and it was K-12) is now leaving me; b) how eclipse is the #1 top ten teen read to Deathly Hallows' #2 (I'm srry for bringing up Meyer again, but ugh, you have no idea how much her writing is agitating me right now c) I somehow, after getting a cold, tendonitis, and insomnia (not that this is an affliction), managed to survive my midterms and do rather well; and d) election day excitement, a halloween of nothing but homework, and how terrible nick and norah's infinite playlist was when I saw it weeks ago (after loving the book)--granted, the movie as a movie is rather romantic and cute and interesting, but the way they massacred the book, added story-lines that did not exist, destroyed this one character to make her more shallow than she is and nearly inherently evil kind of... irritated me. But I'll save those musings for another day as I am just too tired to continue.
On that strange note, happy November everyone, and happy belated Halloween (and for those of you doing NaNoWriMo, I truly admire you. I've always wanted to do it, but this year, as usual, I just don't have the time. ><;; *sigh*
( Oh and meme! )
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| ...this is the way the world ends |
[October 24th 2008|8.38pm] |
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He is looking out the window, mesmerised by the falling snow. For some reason, the last lines of the poem he has just read resound in his mind, with the cadence of strangely familiar drumming. "This is the way the world ends," he whispers, appreciating the finality in this finely crafted verse. It is not like him to enjoy words that speak of hopelessness, but he feels it is more than that—it is a trust in something greater than himself, something that will make sense out of this chaos and make everything right again. It is a fool's hope, perhaps, a childlike trust that defies the reality that surrounds them. He hates this war, but he yearns to fight it, and he would not have it any other way. He would not have chosen to be born in any other decade. "This is the way the world ends," he repeats, pressing his hand against the cold glass of the window and staring at the darkness outside. "This is the way the world ends." --"The Hollow Men", Christy Corr
------------Needless to say, I'm still procrastinating. Sort of. (Why must studying seem so impossible during midterms week? Why?!)
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