I think you could fall in love with anyone if you saw the parts of them no one else gets to see. Like if you followed them around invisibly for a day and saw them crying in their bed at night or singing in the shower or humming quietly to themselves as they make a sandwich or even just walking along the street. And even if they were really weird and had no friends at school, I think, after seeing them at their most vulnerable, you wouldn’t be able to help falling in love with them.
on an unrelated note, someone told me that we start immitating the one we love - if we want to or not. i thought that was fascinating, and it made me think of how i’m convinced that it takes good observation in order to be a good immitator, but maybe it’s just that good observation makes you a good immitator, i don’t even know what i’m talking about because it’s half 4 and i’ll go to bed now. good night
i’m currently really busy doing school things so i haven’t been really active on here… but right now i’m writing a 10 page something assignment about radiohead for english. i’m focusing on the issues that are dealt with in the songs, so it’s a lot of analyzing and stuff… for now i have
Social anxiety and limerence
Anti Government / Anti Corporate
Anti Globalization (Kid A / No Logo)
can you think of more? any help would be much appreciated :) ?
i went downtown earlier to meet a friend, drink some tea and revise maths and there was this little band playing jazz next to the cafe and it was just really nice. then we went to visit m. who works in a record shop nearby and when we came back they were doing strange sounds with waterbottles and microphones underwater and just… why the fuck don’t we do this all the time?
i just called one of my old friends because facebook said he’s going to attend a party that i’m thinking about attending as well and he was drunk and screaming around that he was hanging out with those girls that i never liked and that they were all going to be at the party tonight just asdfghjkl my boys what are you doing :’(
i checked 5 minutes ago and the pizza in the oven was still not ready yet and then i went and washed my hands and then i came back and it was burnt like one of these people from that show called jersey shore
i did send the letter. i ended up writing four pages. it should have arrived when he gets back home from school tomorrow. we’ll see. his best friend’s going to visit tomorrow too, we’ll go out drinking, maybe he’ll already know about the letter