Blogging Yay!  As you can see my blog has taken a more grave appeal.  No more pretty lady in a boat.  Instead you see the stone angels of dddeeeaattthhhh *echo effect*.  Though I do feel extremely unorginal I can not find a suitable theme.  It's Jade's fault, she doesn't love me.  Maybe she'd be more apt to love me if Asya was back from the land of beef. 

I've been looking at my theatre schedule and have discovered that I will have no night life starting next Monday.  Even more reason for the angels of dddeeaattthhh *echo*.  Actually the angels are there for Legless Edgar too.  I tried to write a rap song for him but God caught it on fire and laughed like Sean Connery.  Bagpipes may have also been involved.

I watched an epidsode of House today, something where Stacy and House get stuck in an airport and House says witty comments and everyone else feels crappier about themselves.  Anyways, Stacy said something that made me think... I can not remember her exact words...something about relationships and how illogical they can be, yet humans still put themselves through it. 

This is the part where I planned to say something deep and insightful, but now that I've mentioned Sean Connery my mind will only focus on the image of him in a giant meadow with a kilt.  I wish someone was on AIM but the only person on is idle. 

I don't know what to do about myself sometimes.  Why I rely so much on people and why my happiness rests on everyone but myself.  As I type this I feel like a complaining insignificant girl, but... are these not what blogs are for, besides interacting with people?  A place for rants and sometimes selfpity?  *shrugs*  Guess you'd have to ask Sean Connery. 

Yet the future looms in burning shadow ready to blaze its unfamilarity into reality. . . but for once I just wish that the people I love wouldn't be caught up in the blaze.  That life could stop, just for a minute and we could all get the people we love together and hold them and know that for one minute all that there is is love.  But as it should, life moves forward.  Love is lost, but never forgotten. . . .  It is never forgotten.  And that is why we continue.  For those who read this, even I don't personally know you... just take a moment and wallow in  your own humanity.  Feel passionate about people, about life.  The people of the past and of the present.  There may be pain, but to feel pain is to be human.  To feel pain means that you have loved and that in itself is beautiful.  You are beautiful.  Go out and tell the people you love that.  Cherish them.  Live.  Don't let life get in the way of living.  Remember to imagine.  Tell someone you love them right now.  Stop reading this crap and go.  Love, please
. . .You can't afford not to.

I am afraid this is the begining of a bad relationship.  As of now I am supposed to be writing an essay and instead I am here writing a blog that most likely no one will read.   I fear I shall be rather bad at blogging and shall rant instead.  I do suppose that is what a blog is however.  Moving on...

There's much I can say, but this is rather public isn't it? ...

I'll leave my deep insights for later...I need to return to my homework.