i caught an opera on friday
enjoyed quite abit suprisingly
though i didnt like the ending, though no fault of puccinis other than the fact that he had to die before writing the ending
i identified alot with the notions of unrequited love, of going all out for someones smile
and sadly, i identified with how we can be so cold and so terrible

its been a rollercoaster of late
but whats new right?
except
this sunday has been a first for me
a first whereby the idea of changing church has gone from a notion of toying
to something im seriously considering
for all my noble reasons for staying
ive become something incapable of nobility
and ive lost all the human parts of me that can be tied down

anyways
on to greener pastures
i am thouroughly blown away by tan chao yuans blog

one of the funniest and most memorable jokers i have ever known

he never fails to lower my guard and then blow me away with that secret guarded depth he hides behind the facade of lame corniness and shameless bantering and joking

i think thru him im beginning to really grasp a line i read in a book "a million little pieces"
we laugh because it sure beats crying about the sad state of our lives

another imperfect quote, since my memory lacks graphic accuracy

and a misquote
because life with tan chao yuan is rarely sad,
and the the tears still do flow, cause he makes us laugh too hard

but he'd better not read this lest his head inflate