Something cute and deep

"Real isn't how you're made," said the Skin Horse. "It's a thing that happens to you. When a child loves you for a long, long time, not just to play with, but REALLY loves you, then you become Real."
"Does it hurt?" asked the Rabbit.
"Sometimes," said the Skin Horse, for he was always truthful. "When you are Real, you don't mind being hurt."
"Does it happen all at once, like beng wound up," he asked, "or bit by bit?"
"It doesn't happen all at once," said the Skin Horse. "You become. It takes a long time. That's why it doesn't often happen to people who break easily, or have sharp edges, or who have to be carefully kept. Generally, by the time you are Real,most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in the joints and very shabby. But these things won't matter at all, because once you are Real you can't be ugly, except to people who don't understand."

~from THE VELVETEEN RABBIT by Margery Williams

Searching

I've been having a couple of pretty similar dreams.


The last time I had similar dreams was 2-3 yrs ago when i kept dreaming about falling from high bulidings. They stopped a long time ago. Now i know that they symbolize insecurity, but i dunno what the dreams i'm having now mean.


I've been dreaming about searching.
And not finding.

I've had 3 till now.

In the first one, i was searching for this guy in a party.I was in a club or something and searching for that guy on the dance floor. I desperately tried to find him, prodding everyone in the crowd to ask. I was still searching, when a phone began to ring. i realised it was my phone and i hoped it was the guy calling. then i woke up to see that my phone was ringing in reality.


In the second one, i was in the library, apparenty in school, because i was worrying about the period ending, but it didn't look at all like our school library. I was searching for a book. I kept searching. And searching. And searching. I was running around everywhere, trying to find it. But then the bell rang and i woke up.


In the third one, i was in a metro station with my parents. We were waiting for a train. There, i was searchingfor tis type of chocolate/biscuit sorta thingy in the bakery there. I kept searching through these trays and trays of assorted pastries and things, trying to find it. I couldn't before the train came and i had to go.


Why the hell am i searching for things!?!??!
Why don't i get them!?!??!

*sob*

Stupid Things Said

"Please provide the date of your death."
-from an IRS letter


"I was under medication when I made the decision to burn the tapes."
-Richard (Dicky) Nixon


We've got to pause and ask ourselves: How much clean air do we need?"
-Lee Iacocca


A verbal contract is not worth the paper it's written on."
-Samuel Goldwyn


We understand the importance of having bondage between parents and their children. Dan Quayle


"The people in the Navy look on motherhood as being compatible with being a woman."
-Rear Admiral James R. Hogg


"If you're killed, you've lost a very important part of your life." -Brooke Shields


"A day without sunshine is like, you know, night."


As far as we know, our computer has never had an undetected error. - Weisert


"We apologize for the error in last week's paper
in which we stated that Mr. Arnold Dogbody was a defective in the police force. We meant, of course, that Mr. Dogbody is a detective in the police farce."
-Correction notice in the Ely Standard, a British newspaper


"Caution: Cape does not enable user to fly."
-Batman costume warning label


"The private enterprise system indicates that some people have higher incomes than others."
-Gerry Brown


"I have opinions of my own --strong opinions-- but I don't always agree with them."
-George Bush


"I was provided with addtional input that was radically different from the truth. I assisted in furthering that version."
-Colonel Oliver North, from his Iran-Contra testimony


"We are sorry to announce that Mr. Albert Brown has been quite unwell, owing to his recent death, and is taking a short holiday to recover."
-Parish Magazine


"We are not without accomplishment. We have managed to distribute poverty equally."
-Nguyen Co Thatch, Vietnamese foreign minister


"The word 'genius' isn't applicable in football. A genius is a guy like Norman Einstein."
-Joe Theisman, quarterback and sports analyst


"Fiction writing is great, you can make up almost anything."
-Ivana Trump, on finishing her first novel


"I've read about foreign policy and studied, I now know the number of continents."
-George Wallace, 1968 presidential campaign


"We don't necessarily discriminate. We simply exclude certain types of people."
-Colonel Gerald Wellman, ROTC instructor


If you take out the killings, Washington actually has a very low crime rate.
-- Marion Barry, mayor of Washington, D.C.

Irony

We got free batteries with our DVD player remote a few months back. They're of some strange company.
They're the first batteries i've seen who've 'leak-proof' written on them.
Ironically, they're also the first i've seen leaking.

Irritayting, once more.

I was in the bathroom. The house was empty. Mom had gone to the market. The maid had left a while ago.
And i, i was wet and soapy, and in the middle of my bath, when the phone rang.

Ring...
I thought about ignoring it. The person could call later.

Ring...
But what if it was one of my friends? I couldn't talk to them while i'm soaped up, but i could ask them to call later. Na, they'll call later themselves.

Ring....
What if its mom. She won't call unless its important. Maybe, i should get the phone. No, she'll call again later even if i don't.

Ring....
What if dad's calling? He's in mumbai. If he's calling, its bound to be important. But then again, he'll understand...

Ring...
SHIT.
What if its my grandpa? My smallest 4yr old cousin is sick in hospital. What if something has happened to him?!?!
That thought made me bolt. I grabbed a towel and jumped outta the bathroom.

COUSIN!!!! WAIT! I'm coming!!!


The phone had been ringing too long... What if grandpa cut the phone?

I ran and picked it up.
"hello?" i said fearfully.
Wait, what the hell am i saying? I should ask if he's ok. If he's alive. If he's serious. If he's out of hospital or not.

"hello madam?? Blahblahblahblah...."

huh? I drifted off as grandpa kept on blabbing, ignoring his words. Grandpa called me madam? Wait, that's not my grandpa!

"wait,what?"
"madam, do you want an insurance?"

Amazing. Fantastic. I ran from the bathroom for insurance.
Cool. What the *$@# ?!?!


"No thanks" now keep the bloody phone please.
"But ma'am.... Listen to the whole scheme..."

Thats it. That did it.

" You really enjoy calling people and torturing them, don't you? " i said in a sickly sweet voice.
"ma'am?"
"you're selling insurance, aren't you?"
"yes"
"GOOD! Get yourself one, cause the next time you call, i will personally hunt you down and kill you!" i snapped and slammed the phone.


Boy! That felt good! He deserved it after dragging me out of my bath. It made up for all the times these horrible insurance and credit care people called and tortured us.
Maybe it was mean, he was just doing his job, but it felt good. Damn good.
I hate these advertising people. They get your number from somewhere and make it a point to torture you by calling at the most inappropriate times.
Losers.