Sunday, August 27, 2006


keep remembering emily of new moon. and the way, at the end of the third book, teddy was all, 'don't tell me you can't love me, you can, you must,' (i think he said 'must') and then as he stared into her eyes, he cried, 'why, emily, you do!' you must understand that they had a very long, complicated and convoluted relationship spanning more than a decade before that. talk about childhood sweethearts. and all the usual angst about how they think their love is unrequited when they've always been madly in love with each other, some spiteful person gets in between, both are too proud to reconcile etc etc etc. used to think i'd end up like emily. at least everyone said i would. i remember all the threats about how i'll lose my one true love because of my pride and stubborness (only i always wondered how can it be my one true love if it doesn't come true) and yadda yadda bang bang, and all i have to say now is it won't matter anymore. cos having a dog will make up for everything. (i know you think i'm crazy. and more than a little obsessive. but don't you think it's a nice, safe alternative?) reality and i never did agree too well.

i'd just like to clarify that i'm a lot less crazy than i sound. sometimes even sanity needs a holiday, though. and jean called just now. it's weird asking if she's had breakfast when it's dark (and not starry) outside my window. it was good to hear from her. especially since it's local charges haha.
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