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you want the truth? well here it is.

"You forget all of it anyway. First, you forget everything you learned - the dates of the Hay-Herran Treaty and the Pythagorean Theorem. You especially forget everything you didn't really learn, but just memorized the night before. You forget the names of all but one or two of your teachers, and eventually you'll forget those, too. You forget your junior class schedule and where you used to sit and your best friend's home phone number and the lyrics to that song you must have played a million times. For me, it was something by Simon & Garfunkel. Who knows what it will be for you? And eventually, but slowly, oh so slowly, you forget your humiliations - even the ones that seemed indelible just fade away. You forget who was cool and who was not, who was pretty, smart, and athletic, and not. Who went to a good college. Who threw the best parties. Who could get you pot. You forget all of them. Even the ones you said you loved, and even theones you actually did. They're the last to go. And then once you've forgotten enough, you love someone else."

-— Gabrielle Zevin

how to spend a day.

I came across this today as I was searching the internet. It got me thinking. How do I spend my day? Well, usually I wake up and go to classes all day, and then spend time doing homework, and studying. Occasionally I will go to the grocery store or treat myself to coffee. But, its more than all of that. It's about living. I'm like a robot. I do the same things day in and day out. This makes me want to get out and try new things! Think about what you do daily, are you really living your life to the fullest? Food for thought friends!

insomnia.

i'm trying to sleep, but the voices in my head are too loud, and i'm remembering all these things that i've done. so i turn to my side and face the wall, and breathe slowly. close my eyes, open them, close them once more. i see his face now, the boy, you know the boy i told you about. now i know i won't be able to sleep. i suppose this is why most people are insomniacs; the voices won't go away, the memories keep coming back, and people haunt them in the darkness of the night. i turn the lights on, sit at the edge of my bed and cry. just a little bit, just to make it easier to breathe. i turn the lights off and try to sleep again; it's going to be a long night.

come away with me.

Come away with me in the night

Come away with me

And I will write you a song

Come away with me on a bus

Come away where they can't tempt usWith their lies

I want to walk with you

On a cloudy day

In fields where the yellow grass grows knee-high

So won't you try to come

Come away with me and we'll kiss

On a mountaintop

Come away with me

And I'll never stop loving you

And I want to wake up with the rain

Falling on a tin roof

While I'm safe there in your arms

So all I ask is for you

To come away with me in the night

Come away with me

500 days of summer.

"This is a story of boy meets girl. The boy, Tom Hansen of Margate, New Jersey, grew up believing that he'd never truly be happy until the day he met the one. This belief stemmed from early exposure to sad British pop music and a total mis-reading of the movie 'The Graduate'. The girl, Summer Finn of Shinnecock, Michigan, did not share this belief. Since the disintegration of her parent's marriage she'd only love two things. The first was her long dark hair. The second was how easily she could cut it off and not feel a thing. Tom meets Summer on January 8th. He knows almost immediately she is who he has been searching for. This is a story of boy meets girl, but you should know upfront, this is not a love story. "

i just really love this movie.