Gay Pride

Just some pictures from the parade:

C'est la vie

So the past few days have been a little rough. Today was over the top with things that had gone wrong, but for the most part, I wasn't as peeved as I thought I'd be.

I don't really feel like writing actually, so I'm just going to post some pictures that I had used for my project:

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I was feeling weird last night and now I can't bear to have that as my most recent entry.

Here's a picture to forget:

(idk why I like this so much, but I do)

The End

The end.

I don't know what it is about relationships, whether I'm the one involved or a friend or a family member is but...I always get really low when I hear about things going downhill between the two people. I've always felt like this. I don't know if it's a way of making a crisis in my own life or what? Like if everything is alright with me and then something comes up with someone else, it kind of rocks my boat no matter what. I do know that before I was ever exposed to relationships, I felt upset when my brother broke up with his first serious girlfriend.

It had nothing to do with me. It never does. (that's been the theme recently- about friends)

Even if they're not feeling it or they don't express it as easily, I have felt sad for them.

I feel sad now.

This may not make any sense to anyone, but it's just a feeling. Do feelings ever make sense?

I'm tired.

dnE ehT

Chicken Soup

So- I have a cold and I have no energy to write anything sensible.

The only thing I wanted to make note of was...
1. Thank goodness for grocery stores and boxed soup.
2. I wish chicken soup had more noodles.

That's it.

I'll update in the future when I'm feeling better!

"These days man knows the price of everything, but the value of nothing."
-Oscar Wilde

Appreciation

One thing that's been a reoccurring theme or topic that's come up in class, at home, wherever, is the idea that we take things for granted way too often.

I know I'm guilty of doing it too, but I think every once in a while, we all just need a little push or a reminder to appreciate the things in our lives.

What really brought this up? We read an excerpt from the book: I, Pierre Seel, Deported Homosexual in class today about a homosexual man (Seel) that was placed in one of the Nazi concentration camps, and in it, he described the horrors of watching his partner get brutally murdered. Here are his words specifically; "Then the loudspeakers broadcast some noisy classical music while the SS stripped him naked and shoved a tin pail over his head. Next they sicced their ferocious German shepherds on him: the guard dogs first bit into his groin and thighs, then devoured him right in front of us. His shrieks of pain were distorted and amplified by the pail in which his head was trapped."

Well, there's the reminder/push.

Appreciate the loved ones, the freedom, the luxuries, the random acts of kindness; appreciate the sunny days after a week of rain, and the occasional silence in a city.

Appreciate life.