Turn around Bright Eyes

every now and then i fall apart

oct 24 - a wuss

i have been broken down by jane austen's words. i am thoroughly enjoying pride and prejudice, and am even gracious enough to acknowledge that mr darcy and lizzy bennet is alright.(previously i have no love for these people, ironically prejudiced against their movie counterparts that is keira knightley and matthew mcfayden ). i have come to the part in which mr darcy confesses all, and i admit that it was quite swoon-y and delicious.
i truly just adore the way austen string her words. granted, there are times when i go over a sentence over a million times just to grasp its true meaning, but it was so beautifully done that i pine for it like a lover. ha, just kidding, i don't actually pine for it like a lover's do. that's just silly. but i do want to be drunk with it.
i love that i'm reading and enjoying something that was written in the 1800s. it's magical.

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everytime i have to answer the same question many many times i just feel like sisyphus.

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i feel like i need to get a life. also, not to be like a girl(emotionally) and a wuss.