The gift of memory.
"Dinosaurs are cool."
"Barney?"
"I said dinosaurs."
"Oh... Isn't Barney a dinosaur?"
"No."
"Yeah he is."
"Shut up."
They've given you a number and taken away your name.
Words of wisdom.
Words of truth.
There's nothing like Tim Hortons on a cold night.
A wonderful fact to reflect upon, that every human creature is constituted to be that profound secret and mystery to every other. A solemn consideration, when I enter a great city by night, that every one of those darkly clustered houses encloses its own secret; that every room in every one of them encloses its own secret; that every beating heart in the hundreds of thousands of breasts there is, in some of its imaginings, a secret to the heart nearest it. -Charles Dickens
"and she was like this freakishly large monster..."
That is one mean-but funny-teacher.
Did this discussion happen?
He will never speak his language,
Lord, he will never speak his language.
"Ok, so how do you get there?"
Me: "You have to googolplex it."
"Googolplex? Really?"
Me: "Yeah."
"Ok." (Types in the Google search engine 'googolplex')
Me: Hahahahahaha!
"Huh," (looks confused, then) "... you're such a loser!"
"It makes me mad that he doesn't like me."
Hahahahaha.
but you already know,
I want to-
*sigh*
I still haven't found what I'm looking for. I wonder how much longer it'll take me. A week? A month? A year or two?
It's hard because everybody around you seems to have found it (and "it" is different from each individual to another). And the thing is, sometimes, I forget what it is I want. I forget and I am left confused. I don't want to be a lost random.
Stay solid.
I've finally updated. =)
"Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life"
- The Fray