Loving the bad body double

Today, I've watched Fringe.
It's a series about a team investigating weird crimes that have to do with a branch of science called Fringe science, or pseudoscience.
The plot's evolved through the three seasons, but basically there's an alternative universe that has everything this world has, except everything is different. For example I could have been dead or I could have a thousand subscribers to my blog!
A sad story happened and it's got me singing the blues. The protagonist (Anna Torv) was captured and her double sent to our universe. That bad woman had a relationship with the guy (Joshua Jackson). After complicated twists, everything turned alright and everyone into their place. However, Peter had a relationship with Anti-Olivia and Anti-Olivia is now pregnant! Dear God how I almost cried.
I've thought about Peter's situation. Of course he thought it was real Olivia, but it wasn't. He became intimate with Anti-Olivia and the feelings he thought he had for Olivia are really for Anti-Olivia. Could I love someone who I love when it wasn't really that person? Even if they looked the same, would it be the impostor I really loved in the end? What about if that impostor was pregnant? Could I ever forgive her? Obviously Anti-Olivia also grew close to Peter, so basically she fell in love while in mission (cliche).
Talking about complicated relationships, huh? This episode a woman had a special connection with the other universe's version of her husband. Their longing for each other (in both universes their partners had died due to an explosion, just not the same. This means the woman lost her husband and in the parallel universe the man lost his wife) created a soft spot between the universes almost collapsing them!
Imagine, such a strong feeling, such a strong love for one another almost made the world go whaahoo! They were both grieving in the same spot in different locations, far far away. I can't remember the name of the theory (/me checks it). Aha! Quantum entanglement (for further reference). It's such a wonderful story and when the woman realized her man had really died, it was time to let the river flow. How terrible it would be to have your loved one back just to realize it wasn't real?

Wow. That was long and worthless, if you read through that, please leave me a comment letting me know you did, kay?

Other than Fringe my day's been pretty physics-based. We had a physics recap in the morning and when I could've left for home I decided to spend a few hours with my friends! Lovely time.
One was worried about her dentist appointment (which got cancelled, hurray!) and the rest had to stay for their recaps. I continued physics at Granny's and took a 15 min nap before I got picked up. Fun fun.

Also, I have downhill skies now! I hope we will go some day (next week's Thursday-Saturday) to try them out.
It was so much fun last time we were there, even tho I couldn't figure out how to brake! And even then I downhill'd the biggest slopes! Aren't I crazy????
But indeed, I'll have fun with my little brother skiing if we get to go. I think he's already better than me doing that. I only fell once, he fell a few times, but take in count the age difference...

Now I'm hungry and I'll go to eat the fridge. Or something inside it.
Let's have fun and be nice!

Enjoy this beautiful piece of art.

Epiphany

We say goodbye in the pouring rain!

Just kidding, that was yesterday, today's today.
I really enjoyed writing the blog last time, even though it felt really personal. I hope you didn't open Pandora's box.
Nevertheless I got at least one good comment on it, and I guess I should be happy that someone enjoyed my pain. Let's move on.

A lot of things have happened to me since last time. School is over, we only have our matriculation examinations left. This means I'm busy (pretending to be) studying! So if I don't write every day, it means I'm doing something else reading my schoolbooks!
I've drank more than I have in my whole life. Well, I guess that's good, since if I had drunk more younger, I'd be in the gutters. That's not a good thing, but it has made my life a bit more fun. Some of you might hate me for that, but what can you do. That's what you get from having too old friends.
Nothing else has changed dramatically. I'm still more or less the same annoying person I've always been. Perhaps just a little bit more pestiferous.

I've been going to the doctor and there's nothing more annoying to having to fake a smile at the end saying that yeah, they've helped.
They didn't! They just told me something everyone has told me. None of them believe me and that's why I won't even try. They'll just be like, "Ahh, but that's just a children's disease. Only 0,00001% of the adults have it." Also, more experiments on me! At least we're going to get real results whether or not it was this and that, or whether we were looking completely to the wrong direction.

Related to doctors, I'm sick. I'm coughing and I've tried to take it easy the past few days. Taking it easy means going through my earliest math course books! Easy indeed. Finishing reading vectors today, I start feeling hopeful, since I mostly understood everything. I'll have to do some actual calculating later to be sure of it. Being sick sucks, since I haven't been to the gym since ... Saturday. I feel my muscles atrophying and my weight going up! I like to think that when you're sick you don't gain weight since you use all the energy you get to fight the disease. I also like to think that studying keeps you fit! So double. Ha. I don't even need the gym.

Spotify FTW. I mean it's so handy! You can just choose any song you want to listen. Make a perfect playlist and then change it for another. You just have to listen to some really short and unnoticeable advertisements every now and then.
Thank God for Spotify (TGFS).

I think I'll leave it there. So much I could write about but I feel like this is just ... plain diary-like. I wouldn't care reading this and neither do you!
See you laters and remember I love you!

PS. Don't forget to vote and look at the new statistic thing. It's pwetty.

Deep insight

My whole life waiting for the right time.

Yes, indeed. How true can that be? It seems that for me there will be no right time, since it's already thrown to waste. My mistake, to be honest, misjudgment of character, wrong impression of person...

To tell you how I feel

What do I feel? I have no idea. Hate? Obsession? Interest? The L-word? No idea. We don't know each other, not anymore.

It would be really weird, awkward, to talk about it.

Know I try to tell you that I need you

Hmmm. Do I try to? I know I like to think I try, and for a few times I really have. Everything has been ready a pair of times, but it just didn't seem like the right time. I could ruin your day with this. It's not just about me, y'know.

Here I am without you

Needless to say. I must be doing something wrong. Or this just never meant to happen.

I feel so lost but what can I do?

Yes, tell me. Tell you? You know, you do. Why haven't you done anything, why should I? It seems it's only me. I've bothered enough, but perhaps I just need to give it the final push. Get it over with.

'Cause I know this love feels real

There we go. Love. Whatever it is, surely it would have to be mutual. I heard sometime, that it's a crush if you don't know the person. It's a crush if it's been short, it's a crush if it's one-sided. So what in earth would it make it love? Too many definitions, too many different truths.

What I do know is that I failed, in looking for it and in getting to know it.

But I don't know how to feel

Come undone or stay put? Move forwards or look back in time? Try to rebuild what's already been lost? Merely try to get one glimpse, when I know you'll want a glimpse back, too?

Is it hard to decide? If it's for you like it is for me, I guess I could understand you. It must be even harder. Not everyday should you find things like that out. Specially from someone you thought was your friend. At least that's what I thought we were.

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For those of you who read this and have no idea what I'm talking of... good for you!

Much better, my head is a messy place, you wouldn't want to know about it.

For those of you who think they know what this is about... fuck you. You were never supposed to know about, and you definitely should just.

And finally, for those who know what this is about... I'm sorry! I truly am. Why did it end up this way, I have no idea.

You'll have to blame the one person who pointed that song out for me.

Perhaps I'll write something more ... rational tomorrow.

This was just on a whim.