here's a little thing i recently learned about relationships (or since i am not in one, the concept of caring for someone): everything is always easier when it's all imagined in your sick little love-drowned head because it's less complicated and lessens the chance of you actually being emotionally crushed.

from Kill Two Birds and Get Stoned

"In the nonfiction world we live, hearts are often broken, and lives are routinely destroyed, and whoever or whatever is left must scurry with only the clothes on our backs and the shoes held in place under our bedposts to the world of fiction where no one and nothing can ever harm us."

incidentally, my love for my fictionalized world is also why i am heeding my thesis mentor and panel's advice by taking a year off from school to finish my novel. goodbye to the once wonderful idea of graduating at the end of this year and hello to a year of intense novel writing. even though taking a year off school may sound scary and lonely (all my friends are graduating by next term), i think this is something i have, and need, to do.

besides, since i already have the whole overly-romanticized-tortured-smoking-soul image^click going for me, i think i might indeed be cut out to be a bona fide novelist and thus should do everything to achieve that ridiculous aspiration - even if it means graduating OLD and alone.

p.s: Wipeout!^click (my youtube sin during my i'm-still-too-lazy-to-start-on-my-thesis phase) still gives me the stitches. there's just something insanely hilarious about watching others fall in the most unglamorous of ways.

p.p.s: if you're wondering whatever happened to the QTV taping, watch this^click
it's a video of the band being video-ed (heh).