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Comment on The Music of Love by luzviminda policarpio

luzviminda policarpio — Fri, 20 Aug 2010 19:41:46 +0000

since i was a child i’ve been a music lover…there are times that i would changed the lyrics..or mix something..results seem to be funny…at a younger age i also remember my mom would sing a lovesong to my dad..whenever they are having arguments…but it was thru a lovesong she would sing.. i made a mistake of loving you..then my father would stop..and become silent… love song is a part of our everyday living..make us smile…laugh..mad…i think it plays an important role..if you are a music lover you don’t grow old…music is a part of me…i’ll die without it….

Comment on The Music of Love by Janis

Janis — Sat, 24 Jul 2010 05:43:32 +0000

I have to wonder how much of “the love of my life” relationship had to do with the music that was constantly on in the background…

Comment on The Music of Love by Christie Chapman

Christie Chapman — Tue, 20 Jul 2010 16:19:20 +0000

I think it makes sense that love songs might make us more susceptible to falling in love. This idea makes me think of a part in my favorite novel, “The Unbearable Lightness of Being” by Milan Kundera: “Tomas did not realize at the time that metaphors are dangerous. Metaphors are not to be trifled with. A single metaphor can give birth to love.”

People shape their own worlds, and they often do so in a way that makes their lives beautiful, or at least meaningful. Growing up, we’re fed movies and TV shows and books and songs and music videos that teach us how love is supposed to look and feel. We watch a movie and we see a montage of characters falling in love; the montage is set to stirring music that might have romantic lyrics. We link the love with the love song in our minds. Then in real life sometimes, when we’re with someone we could possibly fall for — if just the right song comes on, it can crystallize the moment in our minds and make it a cherished memory, a moment we return to again and again to reinforce our feelings of love for the person.

I realize I’m saying a lot of “duh” stuff here, but it amazes me how I can *know* all of this social conditioning is working on me — yet it still works on me.

I’m a rational sort of person, but I’ll admit that it disheartens me to boil something like love down to chemical reactions in the brain or social conditioning. So I’ll also say that maybe love songs tap into something universal, striking a chord in us. A beautiful or passionate song starts to play, we look into someone’s eyes or move our body with someone else’s on the dancefloor… and magic happens. I’m rational but I believe in some kinds of magic.

Comment on What’s Your Time Line? by Ayden Simmons

Ayden Simmons — Thu, 15 Jul 2010 16:06:20 +0000

i love to date asian women because they are classy, i also love to date european women~’*

Comment on What’s this all about? by How to Crush Without Being Crushed » New Things…

How to Crush Without Being Crushed » New Things… — Mon, 21 Jun 2010 11:47:33 +0000

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Comment on The Hidden Past as a Future Threat by Janis

Janis — Sat, 12 Jun 2010 02:53:46 +0000

Those who do not know their history are doomed to repeat it, true. But those who can’t get past it can’t get past it, either. Scabs don’t heal if you constantly keep them opened and infected.

Comment on Owning Up to My Past by Janis

Janis — Sat, 12 Jun 2010 02:51:28 +0000

“Any guy who neglects his girlfriend deserves to lose them”

You should remember this when you make arrangements to see people you haven’t seen in a while and then ignore them in favor of texting and tweet to people who “may want to show up” but who obviously aren’t, or to follow Alyssa Milano’s Tweets when nobody cares and people are there IN PERSON to interact with. And I’m not necessarily talking about me – you did this to several other people you had said, “let’s get together and catch up” to as well. It’s not just girlfriends… it’s friend-friends too.

Comment on Dealing With It by Janis

Janis — Sat, 12 Jun 2010 02:39:40 +0000

Hmm… having bounced back with a variety of experimental “relationships” and crushes of varying stages, I can confidently say the problem is not my ability to adapt to people if given half a chance. These post-apocalyptic “relationships” are going/fleeting/continuing/etc., but without any issues, largely because nobody feels the need to do anything massive or decisive in what’s not as big a deal as you seem to make it. Something doesn’t need a label unless you’re trying to identify it. And usually, if things are going ok, there’s no need to identify it – just go with it. And “ok” doesn’t mean perfect (or sometimes anywhere near it). But it’s ok to go, have fun, socialize, try different things, and it doesn’t have to require a change in inner or outer status to do so. You can’t have the most awesome time if your life at every party you go to. Sometimes you just get some free cookies out of it and feel like you’ve accomplished something on an otherwise boring weekend. Other times, it can be a fantastic time, and others still, it can be just a hang out and talk kind of thing.

But you have to seriously learn to stop analyzing sometimes and just be… geez.

Comment on Blind Before Digital by How to Crush Without Being Crushed » The Hidden Past as a Future Threat

How to Crush Without Being Crushed » The Hidden Past as a Future Threat — Fri, 11 Jun 2010 11:48:49 +0000

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Comment on Owning Up to My Past by Kier Duros

Kier Duros — Fri, 11 Jun 2010 06:34:09 +0000

Oh, I’m far from that guy now. I’m also far from beating myself up over it anymore. I think I saw her come up in a search I did once on Facebook. Realized I have absolutely nothing to say… “sorry” after all these years and no effort on either of our parts just didn’t seem pertinent. (Especially since, if I remember correctly, it looked like she was doing pretty good.)

In retrospect, the events as they transpired were only a big deal (for me) because I made them a big deal. And in high school, I’m sure some vitriol would’ve come my way from the mutual friend who set us up if what I’d done had been exceptionally hurtful.