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Feb. 14th, 2003 11:29 pmStupid, stupid, stupid!
Not me. My friends. Idiots. Doing really weird things with their lives. Trying to get something that will forever be beyond their reach.
Complete happiness.
There is none. All happiness has sadness and pain and anger in it. It's unavoidable. No happily ever after or inner peace. Not in love at least.
I don't know... Maybe I'm just cynical. Sarcastic. But my quest for complete happiness through love is kinda over. At least when it's about love to some guy or a girl. Maybe some new age higher love or universal love can bring happiness. I don't know. Am not that enlightened yet.
It's painful to watch people do weird things for a dream that will eventually be an illusion. For how can they ever be happy with others when they're not happy with themselves?
sigh
Love is a good thing, though. I know. There is someone willing to cross the whole damn planet to be at my side, just because she loves me. Or maybe she loves the baked chicken here. But there is love.
Oh my good goddess! Am I babbling about love today?? Honestly, didn't realize the sate before starting to ramble.
mutters darkly to herself
Well...
Am in the middle of watching the latest Angel. Weird. Am starting to sense a very strong vibes between Gunn and Connor. All hail Joss Whedon!
Will polish the book 2 of my latest insanity tonight, and then pester my beta to finish betaing it. I wonder if I'll ever get to the real slash part of the whole fic. What is it with plot anyway? Maybe I need a nice lobotomy. Then I could forget logic and plot and just write sex.
Wish I could have sex too. Right now. Preferably with either an older, smarter guy with glasses and British accent or then that very foxy slayer-to-be. Rar!
Not me. My friends. Idiots. Doing really weird things with their lives. Trying to get something that will forever be beyond their reach.
Complete happiness.
There is none. All happiness has sadness and pain and anger in it. It's unavoidable. No happily ever after or inner peace. Not in love at least.
I don't know... Maybe I'm just cynical. Sarcastic. But my quest for complete happiness through love is kinda over. At least when it's about love to some guy or a girl. Maybe some new age higher love or universal love can bring happiness. I don't know. Am not that enlightened yet.
It's painful to watch people do weird things for a dream that will eventually be an illusion. For how can they ever be happy with others when they're not happy with themselves?
sigh
Love is a good thing, though. I know. There is someone willing to cross the whole damn planet to be at my side, just because she loves me. Or maybe she loves the baked chicken here. But there is love.
Oh my good goddess! Am I babbling about love today?? Honestly, didn't realize the sate before starting to ramble.
mutters darkly to herself
Well...
Am in the middle of watching the latest Angel. Weird. Am starting to sense a very strong vibes between Gunn and Connor. All hail Joss Whedon!
Will polish the book 2 of my latest insanity tonight, and then pester my beta to finish betaing it. I wonder if I'll ever get to the real slash part of the whole fic. What is it with plot anyway? Maybe I need a nice lobotomy. Then I could forget logic and plot and just write sex.
Wish I could have sex too. Right now. Preferably with either an older, smarter guy with glasses and British accent or then that very foxy slayer-to-be. Rar!
