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| Utada Tenshi | Feb 14 2007, 03:32 PM |
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WHEW! A long time since I posted. Anyway, I decided to do my own ranting. Keep in mind this is me, not Utada Tenshi the character. Utada's Rant I I have noticed some of my classmates talking about dating and who their boyfriends/girlfriends are. I have even heard elementary schoolers go on dates nowadays. It bothers me. The last time I checked, dating is supposed to be something reserved for finding a marriage partner. (Unfortunately, the media has screwed the original intention into oblivion.) To the middle schoolers who date, let me ask: Does this mean you're considering marriage in middle school? Look, stop pretending to be all mature and grown up and just appreciate your time as a kid. Before you know it, you're going to be an adult stuck in a cubicle from 9-5 every day of the week. Besides, at this young age, your *ahem* "partner" is probably just a result of infatuation. For those of you who wonder what the difference between infatuation and "true love" are, here is a poem I ripped out of somewhere. You may skip it if you are an intelligent person who knows what dating and love are really all about. Infatuation vs. Love Infatuation is instant desire - one set of glands calling to another. Love is friendship that has caught fire. It takes root and grows, one day at a time. Infatuation is marked by a feeling of insecurity. You are excited and eager, but not genuinely happy. There are nagging doubts, unanswered questions, little bits and pieces about your beloved that you would just as soon not examine too closely. It might spoil the dream. Love is the quiet understanding and mature acceptance of imperfection. It is real. It gives you strength and grows beyond you - to bolster your beloved. You are warmed by their presence, even when they are away. Miles do not separate you. You have so many wonderful little films in your head that you keep replaying. But near or far, you know they are yours, and you can wait. Infatuation says, "We must get married right away. I can't risk losing them." Love says, "Be patient. Don't panic. Plan your future with confidence." Infatuation has an element of s*x**l excitement. Whenever you are together, you hope it will end in intimacy. Love is not based on s*x. It is the maturation of friendship, which makes s*x so much sweeter. You must be friends before you can be lovers. Infatuation lacks confidence. When they're away, you wonder if they're cheating. Sometimes, you check. Love means trust. You are calm, secure and unthreatened. They feel your trust, and it makes them even more trustworthy. Infatuation might lead you to do things you will regret, but love never steers you in the wrong direction. Love is an upper. It makes you feel whole. It completes the circle. It fills the empty space in your heart. Love is elevating. It lifts you up. It makes you look up. It makes you think up. It makes you a better person than you were before. If you have love in your life, it can make up for a great many things you don't have. If there is no love in your life, whatever else there is has a lot less meaning. The secret of our being is not only to live but to have something to live for. *crying tears of happiness*If however, there is that "special someone", do what Spanish-speaking people do and call them "amigo/amiga especialles (sp?)" aka "special friend". This term is more commonly known as "best friend". Another thing I give the Spanish language kudos for is that while there are words for "boyfriend" and "girlfriend" ("novio" and "novia"), they are used only for couples planning on getting married. This is what I do whenever I feel attracted to someone: Step 1: Am I close friends with that person? (Yes - Move to Step 2) (No - Drop the crush.) Step 2: For what reason(s) do I feel attracted to this person? (Emotion-based answer - Move to Step 3) (Material-based answer - Drop the crush.) Step 3: For what other reason could I like this person for the reason(s) given in Step 2? Usually I give and answer like friendship, admiration, etc. and drop the crush. If this doesn't work, I resort to deluding myself into not liking this person. I knock my head against something and with each knock, I say "I do not like ~~~~~~." Thankfully, I've only had to do this once. As far as I'm aware, he doesn't go to PI. Bottom line: Don't date until you're 18. Random: Another love poem. Unscientific Answers Are your palms sweaty, is your heart racing, And your voice caught within your chest? It isn't Love, it's Like. You can't keep your eyes or hands off of them, am I right? It isn't Love, it's Lust. Are you proud, and eager to show them off? It isn't Love, it's Luck. Do you want them because you know they're there? It isn't Love, it's Loneliness. Are you there because it's what everyone wants? It isn't Love, it's Loyalty. Do you stay for their confessions of Love, because you don't want to hurt them? It isn't Love, it's Pity. Are you there because they kissed you, or held your hand? It isn't Love, it's being Unconfident. Do you belong to them because their sight makes your heart skip a beat? It isn't Love, it's Infatuation. Do you pardon their faults because you care about them? It isn't Love, it's Friendship. Do you tell them every day they are the only one you think of? It isn't Love, it's a Lie. Are you willing to give all of your favorite things for their sake? It isn't Love, it's Charity. Does your heart ache and break when they're sad? Then it's Love. Are you attracted to others, but stay with them faithfully without regret? Then it's Love. Do you accept their faults because they're a part of who they are? Then it's Love. Do you cry for their pain, even when they're strong? Then it's Love. Do their eyes see your true heart, and touch your soul so deeply it hurts? Then it's Love. But do you stay because a blinding, incomprehensible mix of pain and elation pulls you close and holds you? Then it's Love. Would you give them your heart, your life, your death? Then it's Love. Now, if Love is painful, and tortures us so, Why do we Love? Why is it all we search for in life? This pain, this agony? Why is it all we long for? This torture, this powerful death of self? Why? Because it's... Love. |
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