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Mar. 14th, 2005 10:43 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
arqueeteNo one want to guess which two are truths and which is a lie? ;-)
I was going to explain to you what the Beautiful Letdown is besides a song, but its currently 10:43, which is too late to start something like that.
I think the TDOS forums will need to set aside a group of moderators just with the pupose of keeping my rambling under control.
Stellmond's doing alright. Just got over a bit of a crisis, a long story. A lot of work still needs to be done with it, but I'm not feeling particularly ambitious.
I haven't talked to Patta all day. I talked to Shelli a bit instead. I suppose I don't pay much attention to how much time I spend talking to him every day. But then again, I try not to depend too much on his being there every day. That's what's ruined my social life up to now- being dependant on one person to always be there to support you. More than once I've done that, and when that person was no longer there to support me I was lost. Its not nice to feel lost.
I've certainly gotten more friends than I have had in a long time. But I've found the more friends I gain, the more enemies I gain as well. I thought I was heading in this direction before, but I found the friends whose approval I was trying to seek weren't particularly good for me.
We're reading the play version of Anne Frank's diary in Literature. I find it absolutely facinating. I would love to read the actual diary. Anne... She was just so... honest. And I relate to her very much. Well, we think rather alike, maybe. But as far as outward personality goes, I relate more to Peter, the shy, awkward 16-year-old who seems to take so much blame from everyone. And they've been locked up in these rooms with 6 other family members for 2 years and though they are better off than most, you have to be sympathetic. They're teenagers. Teenagers that aren't allowed to be.
MRS. FRANK: You should be ashamed of yourself! Talking that way! Think how lucky we are! Think of the thousands dying in the war, every day! Think of all the people in concentration camps!
ANNE: What's the good of that? What's the good of thinking of misery when you're already miserable? That's stupid!
MRS. FRANK: Anne!
ANNE: We're young, Margot and Peter and I! You grownups have had your chance! But look at us... If we begin thinking of all the horror in the world, we're lost! We're trying to hold on to some kind of ideals... when everything... ideals, hopes... everything, are being destroyed!
And most inspiring, through all this, Anne always kept her faith.
Well, Its now 11.... again... Goodnight, and God Bless, always.
By the way, some food for thought: http://www.johntitor.com
I'm not entirely sure what I want to think of him yet.
I was going to explain to you what the Beautiful Letdown is besides a song, but its currently 10:43, which is too late to start something like that.
I think the TDOS forums will need to set aside a group of moderators just with the pupose of keeping my rambling under control.
Stellmond's doing alright. Just got over a bit of a crisis, a long story. A lot of work still needs to be done with it, but I'm not feeling particularly ambitious.
I haven't talked to Patta all day. I talked to Shelli a bit instead. I suppose I don't pay much attention to how much time I spend talking to him every day. But then again, I try not to depend too much on his being there every day. That's what's ruined my social life up to now- being dependant on one person to always be there to support you. More than once I've done that, and when that person was no longer there to support me I was lost. Its not nice to feel lost.
I've certainly gotten more friends than I have had in a long time. But I've found the more friends I gain, the more enemies I gain as well. I thought I was heading in this direction before, but I found the friends whose approval I was trying to seek weren't particularly good for me.
We're reading the play version of Anne Frank's diary in Literature. I find it absolutely facinating. I would love to read the actual diary. Anne... She was just so... honest. And I relate to her very much. Well, we think rather alike, maybe. But as far as outward personality goes, I relate more to Peter, the shy, awkward 16-year-old who seems to take so much blame from everyone. And they've been locked up in these rooms with 6 other family members for 2 years and though they are better off than most, you have to be sympathetic. They're teenagers. Teenagers that aren't allowed to be.
MRS. FRANK: You should be ashamed of yourself! Talking that way! Think how lucky we are! Think of the thousands dying in the war, every day! Think of all the people in concentration camps!
ANNE: What's the good of that? What's the good of thinking of misery when you're already miserable? That's stupid!
MRS. FRANK: Anne!
ANNE: We're young, Margot and Peter and I! You grownups have had your chance! But look at us... If we begin thinking of all the horror in the world, we're lost! We're trying to hold on to some kind of ideals... when everything... ideals, hopes... everything, are being destroyed!
And most inspiring, through all this, Anne always kept her faith.
Well, Its now 11.... again... Goodnight, and God Bless, always.
By the way, some food for thought: http://www.johntitor.com
I'm not entirely sure what I want to think of him yet.
