I wrote this yesterday, it has a lot of bad words, because I kind of tended to explode on paper.. I don't want you to get the wrong idea about me eh, yeah, I am under stress and stuff, I deserve a break don't I? well, hell, don't I?
The paper was shredded to pieces and placed in the rubbish bin (or garbage can- whatever you prefer.. reallly)
yeah, it's all over,
i won't think of you anymore,
every time i catch myself staring at you i'll stare away...
no way i am going through all this again..
and after all,
you never cared before, and you'l never care later
and i am done with it all..
January 2011, who could believe it's been a whole year! It feels more like last month, a few weeks ago, at the most, but a year? Really, time flies and we aren't even noticing, next think you know, you're 50 with grandchildren. And wondering what have you done in the half century you lived... Hopefully, I am not going to end up like that..
In January 2011, the Egyptian Revolution fired the cannons, I remember my parents watching the news 24/7. Some people were worried, some were confused, some really wanted change and alteration in their lifestyles. I believe it is like being mutilated for years and years, and getting your chance to speak up for the first time.. I know that that although it had been a year, things are not settled in Egypt, they probably need time for things to get better..
I wrote this poem- or that's the closest term I can use to describe it- about my prespective of these events, and here it is... CLick Here
no one ever told me love is a drug, the closer you are to me the more i want you to be closer,] and when you grow far away, i crave your existence and need you like my air, because i love you, .. because love is a drug, and because i need rehab.
mmmmmmmmmhhhhmmmmm, exams are in less than a month.. I have tons of things to do.. I'm not doing this quiet right.. Damn it, my future is on the line *sad face*.. If I don't know good this year, then adios scholarships, I'll dream of getting you! i hate how serious it's becoming, I am not quiet ready not ready not ready not ready for any of this..poppycock poppycock poppycock!
P.S. I just needed to rant a little bit about how messed up my life is, mind you, things are going well.
Nowhere else in the world, a love relationship between an 88 year old and a 17 year-old would be accepted.. Right?
I came across the Twilight saga a few days ago, to be honest with you, I never like it. I read book one, which wasn't too bad. I never really liked the romantic element in the story. Anyways, I read book two New Moon, which was an absolute a waste of money and time. The book was plain boring and ugh, I don't mean offend Stephanie Meyer, but the book was a pure fail..
Twilight is not the only example I can think of, there's books like The Mortal Instrument series by Cassandra Clare, which I absolutely love, there's also Hush, Hush by Becca Fitzpatrick, Vampire Diaries, The House of Night, and the list goes on. All popular books, which is creepy, really!
It's quiet fascinating, how can people read these stories, compassionate with the love birds who are a billion years apart, and consider it a love story.. I mean it. I don't really think I'll accept to be in a relationship with someone who is 5 years older than I am. Mostly, because I believe that the age gap between us would be big, therefore, our methods of thinking and problem solving are going to be different... which decreases the compatibility between us. I am not saying that a relationship (or marriage) cannot work in the cases of big age gaps, of course, it can still work, but it would be still faced with a lot of challenges, just like interracial or interreligious are fated to face them. My parents have about 10 years age gap, but they are both happily married.
I am talking about the type of love in fiction and literary works. When an immortal person falls in love with a mortal.It is even more frustrating when that mortal is a teenager. It reminds me of pedophilia... It should disappear from the world.. it should it should it should! You may stop and say, wait, Edward looks about 17, why does it matter if they look the same age? Well, I am glad you asked. I could be a 45 year old man and have a surgery that makes me look 20 years younger.. Is that an acceptable excuse for aiming at a 20 year old? I don't quiet understand, being 107 and looking about 19, is basically having the mind of a 107 year-old in a 17 year old body.. quiet different, ha? Yes, it is..
I wish authors would stop encouraging immortals to fall in love with children, no matter how young they look like :P