Saturday, July 09, 2005

I'm not CHINESE!

"If I recall correctly you almost killed us." -Aaron
"1. You're full of shit. 2. I almost threw you from the car." - Me
"1. You're making stuff up. 2. I almost threw you from the car." - Aaron
"Aaron, should a Chinese person like you say such things. - Dad
"I'M NOT CHINESE." - Aaron
"Shut up and go ride your bike Chan." - Me
"Huh? - Aaron

Love Quotes for Me To Remember

Amoris vulnus idem sanat, qui facit.

Of all forms of caution, caution in love is perhaps the most fatal to true happiness. ~ Bertrand Russell

Gravitation cannot be held responsible for people falling in love. ~ Albert Einstein

I have found the paradox that if I love until it hurts, then there is no hurt, but only more love. ~ Mother Teresa

I hold it true, whate'er befall;
I feel it, when I sorrow most;
'Tis better to have loved and lost
Than never to have loved at all. ~ Alfred, Lord Tennyson

If I know what love is, it is because of you. ~ Hermann Hesse

So let me save you the suspense. You're not perfect, and she's not either. What matters is whether you're perfect for each other. ~ Good Will Hunting

Love: A term which has no meaning if defined. ~ John Ralston Saul, The Doubter's Companion

Love — a wildly misunderstood although highly desirable malfunction of the heart which weakens the brain, causes eyes to sparkle, cheeks to glow, blood pressure to rise and the lips to pucker ~ Anonymous

Love demands all, and has a right to all. ~ Beethoven

Love does not consist in gazing at each other, but in looking outward together in the same direction. ~ Antoine de Saint-
Exupéry

Love is a snowmobile racing across the tundra and then suddenly it flips over, pinning you underneath. At night, the ice weasels come. ~ Matt Groening

Love must have wings to fly away from love, and to fly back again. ~ Edwin Robinson

Omnia vincit Amor; et nos cedamus Amori. ~ Virgil

Once a tear fell off my cheek and into the ocean, the day I find it will be the day I stop loving you. - Anonymous

The greatest thing you'll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return. ~ Eden Ahbez

Friday, July 08, 2005

Curious... very curious....

So tonight after dinner I saw a girl playing the violin. I happen to fancy a girl who plays the violin, so I tipped the girl a dollar. Then I didn't walk more than five feet when I saw a guy airbrushing a t-shirt. He was writing Mariah with a rainbow and hearts. Weird...

On a funny note, my cousin Aaron and I put Nic under the coffee table and threw a blanket over her. She pretended to be a lion, however that was only after I asked her what animals she was. Her response was priceless. A black person. That's right, Nicolaïa was pretending to be a black person.

She also told Aaron, "Boy, you're gonna get a whippun'."

Priceless.

Thursday, July 07, 2005

"The Only Major Issue She Had With Her Uncle Is That He Once Asked Her Not To Use The Word Crap"

Scene: Family room of the condo in Aspen

Characters:
Baba
Father
Nic
Aaron
Uncle Bruce
Ripsy (me)

The lovable cast is watching Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets. Although, my cousin Aaron has lovingly referred to it as Harry Pooper and the Chamber Pot. Regardless, the movie is playing and my grandma interjects, "who wrote this!"
"Oh because the crap you read is so much better," I quickly replied.
"Fair enough," was the response.
Then there was a lovable five seconds of silence. Then my uncle Bruce turns his head and looks at me. He opens his mouth and says, "How about you watch your language?" My eyes must've said a thousand words because his nine year old son, Aaron, said "...Dad..." Those of you who don't know me well might not know that I am pretty quick to anger from time to time. This was one of those times. I got up and moved out of his vicinity.

The best part is that I understand that I should let this go, but I'd rather stab him the face with a soldering iron.

...I'm just saying...

Wednesday, July 06, 2005

Stolen from AIM profiles.

You gain strength, courage, and confidence by every experience in which you really stop to look fear in the face. You are able to say to yourself, "I have lived through this horror. I can take the next thing that comes along." . . . You must do the thing you think you cannot do.
-Eleanor Roosevelt

"I saw you there last night, standing in the dark.
You were acting so in love, with your hand upon his heart...you we're just friends...at least thats what you said...now I know better, from your fingers in her hair..I forgive you for what you've done..if you say that I'm the one...I've had other options too...but all I want is you!"

Tuesday, July 05, 2005

"I refused to go near those fucking dirty horses..."

My family is hilarious. It's odd how controlling my grandmother was with her children, nonetheless, I am learning a lot about them. It's a trip.

Monday, July 04, 2005

Stolen

Love is like war: Easy to begin, hard to end.

My cousin Nic is a blast. What a cool kid. I've had a blast with her today. I forgot how much I loved my uncle. He's most definitely my favorite. Today I saw George Hamilton, and my god is he attractive. My uncle has been trying to get me a boyfriend here in Aspen, it is an embarrassing situation. The highlight of my day was the three hour nap I took. I didn't sleep well last night, so it was quite relieving. So, I was awoken at 3:00 in the AM by a drunken leebshin, who I will call AI. So, AI calls me up and is trying to initiate conversation with me. It was both funny and frustrating. However, I didn't hang up on her, I just didn't talk much. She then insisted that I call her today. I haven't.

Wow.

It was when I was removed as her girlfriend from The Facebook that I really lost it. Because up until then I thought, well does it really matter what I thought?

Yes, because it is my fucking journal. I feel out of the loop, aqnd I suppose that is what happens, right? I haven't heard anything from her, but I suspect something his happening with her and JOR. What can I do? I am not her girlfriend. I am not a part of her life right now. I can sit here and mope, but that just makes me feel worse. I have made myself a miserable wreck.

Like, does she even fucking miss me? I don't know what to guess. Logic says one thing, but panic says another. No one seems to be telling me anything. What don't I know?

AGB told me that she and Mariah tend to shut off their emotions when it gets to be too much to deal with at that point. I don't know, but I am hurting a lot. I am glad she is feeling better though. I have been reading her myspace blog. If it wasn't for that I would probably go mad. I was told to write every time I felt like talking to her, but that's so much of the time.

JOR decided that we shouldn't talk anymore, because it was too hard for both of us he thought. I don't want to lose her from my life. He did tell me something sweet though, if she explicitely asked him to cover for her he would consider it. That's really an amazing thing to say. He gave me some really sweet compliments tonight. If he makes her happy, what can I do?

I got asked out on a date. Shall I go? I don't know. Not likely, but it was so flattering.

Sunday, July 03, 2005

Happy Fourth of July!

So at about ten o'clock this morning my grandma comes to the door of our condo. She goes "Happy Anniversary Jane and Harlan."
"Thanks, but shouldn't you tell us tomorrow," my dad quickly replied.
At that point I burst out laughing and point out that tomorrow is the fourth of July. My grandmother then went to change out of her Independce Day clothes. I am never going to let that one die. Old people are hilarious.

My grandmother also steals condiments from restaurants, and I'm not exactly sure why she does it.

I need a hobby. I think I'll start making collages again. That or do something dangerous. I think mtn biking is in store.

On a plus note... my grandma is buying me a snowboard... woohoo.

-SR