So this is VD and what have you done?
Greetings from the land of the terminally single. Always an amusing perspective for those of us who hate Valentine’s Day. I don’t hate the notion of a day devoted to love, but I hate the idea of a day that makes those of us who are single feel like crap and even worse are those who have somebody and get disappointed by the lack of participation from the one they love. In a lot of ways what Christmas use to be to us as kids is what Valentines becomes as adults. Some people have a great time with it and it lives up to their expectations, but for most people it is a huge let down.
I guess being a weepy sentimental bastard makes a holiday like this evoke some sentimentality. So today I watched Singles for about the 80,000 time. I get made fun of so much for loving that movie, but it is good. It also captured a time that I sort of miss and it is like visiting an old friend. Honestly though, the movie does some seriously creative things, the least of which is allowing all the characters to narrate it without ever coming off as a strained tactic.
Of course revisiting the past always digs emotions up. Almost always they are bad. I hate that I cannot just look back and see the positive. I guess I do for the most part, but I also worry about all the mistakes I have made and all the things I have I done or said and can not take back. Even more so, I get a upset at how other people have treated me and think about those who have abused my good nature. I like to think I am a good soul and I wonder why I can not find happiness. I talk a good game, but the truth is I want the same things everyone else wants. We all want to be loved, understood and accepted for who we are and not what other people want us to be.
The more we move ahead the more we’re stuck in rewind. Well I don’t mind, I don’t mind. How the hell could I mind? ~Modest Mouse
Greetings from the land of the terminally single. Always an amusing perspective for those of us who hate Valentine’s Day. I don’t hate the notion of a day devoted to love, but I hate the idea of a day that makes those of us who are single feel like crap and even worse are those who have somebody and get disappointed by the lack of participation from the one they love. In a lot of ways what Christmas use to be to us as kids is what Valentines becomes as adults. Some people have a great time with it and it lives up to their expectations, but for most people it is a huge let down.
I guess being a weepy sentimental bastard makes a holiday like this evoke some sentimentality. So today I watched Singles for about the 80,000 time. I get made fun of so much for loving that movie, but it is good. It also captured a time that I sort of miss and it is like visiting an old friend. Honestly though, the movie does some seriously creative things, the least of which is allowing all the characters to narrate it without ever coming off as a strained tactic.
Of course revisiting the past always digs emotions up. Almost always they are bad. I hate that I cannot just look back and see the positive. I guess I do for the most part, but I also worry about all the mistakes I have made and all the things I have I done or said and can not take back. Even more so, I get a upset at how other people have treated me and think about those who have abused my good nature. I like to think I am a good soul and I wonder why I can not find happiness. I talk a good game, but the truth is I want the same things everyone else wants. We all want to be loved, understood and accepted for who we are and not what other people want us to be.
The more we move ahead the more we’re stuck in rewind. Well I don’t mind, I don’t mind. How the hell could I mind? ~Modest Mouse
3 Comments:
Singles is a GREAT movie! Don't let people mess with you about it. Besides that, I just watched it this past weekend too..HA!
I read your entries and agree with them again and again. It is interesting how when another person simply loves and accepts you for who you are, it is easy to overlook all those things you would not otherwise put up with. I often wonder what the positive thing is about expectations...
"We fall in love when our imagination projects nonexistent perfection upon another person. One day, the fantasy evaporates and with it, love dies."
-- Spanish philosopher Jose Ortega y Gasset
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