Warning: fragile

They used to be friends, back when she still had a smile and he still had a life.

It didn't matter that his shirt was always ripped, or that there were purple shadows around his left eye.
She'd tie a little white ribbon around his wrist, and he'd feel better, even though he hated the colour
representing as it did that which did not exist

They'd go traipsing through the fields, cuttigrass and all, and by the end of the day their oh-so-pale ankles would be raw. Afterwards, her mother would give them cookies and milk.
"Why do you have cuts all over your legs?" her mother would say.
"Because scissors beats paper," she'd reply, and he'd nod but never mention that
rock beats paper too

After the funeral, she and her mother moved away. But the new location didn't help, and she still dreamed about him every night, even though time ate at her memories until she could no longer recall the sound of his voice or the colour of his eyes.
"We used to be friends," she'd say to him in her dream. His silhouette would nod.
And she'd wake up with a little white ribbon in her hand
and paper in her pocket
thank you for forever
but i think this is the end




writing exercise: we used to be friends
I'm missing someone a bit. but mainly i think the english internal we did has got to me. ahem. l0lz

that's what friends are for

Bernae's post got me thinking about philosophy lessons in year 9.. One of the things we discussed what was friendship, and what makes friendship.

According to Aristotle, there are three reasons for friendship, and these three reasons are the same as why you would like an object:
1) usefulness
2) pleasure
3) goodness

Everyone was like, are you kidding, why would you want a friend that uses you. But apparently if both people feel the same way then the friendship can work.
E.g. you can have a friend that is only your friend because you two are the only people who like watching horror movies, and so you watch them together but never talk to each other outside of that.
This kind of friendship is shallow, obviously, but then again, so is number 2 - if you're only friends with someone because it's fun to hang out with them then circumstances can easily change and then they won't be your friend.

The third type is the lasting 'true friendship' type - if two people truly like each other and wish the best for each other simply because they like them for them, then the friendship is more likely to last. Also if you have this kind then you will probably also like to be around them (2) and they can help you (1). So, it's possible to have all three with the same person.

He goes into a lot more detail than that, but yeah..
iono
1s and 2s make me feel sort of uneasy. because you never really know what the other person thinks about the situation. but they're so much more common.

maybe

people tramp to lose themselves in what the rest of us have already
lost.

Lifeprints

No two people have the same lives.

oh, you think so

Seriously though,
In that sense, a life is like a fingerprint or iris scan, and people who are closely related to you in some way (e.g. live with you) will also be more likely to have more similar lifeprints than complete strangers.

But then, you can't really say,

"She's the murderer!"
"How do you know?"
"Her lifeprint matches up. See? She arrives home on Sunday afternoons at 3.30 pm. She swirls her strawberry icecream into mush, but doesn't do it for any other flavour. And she always reads the fourth page of the newspaper."
"... what? What are you trying to prove?"
"Just listen for a minute, okay? Look at this!
She can't not press the 'try me!' button on children's toys. She's Canadian, but speaks Spanish with a Peruvian accent. She only writes in her diary with ink the colour of a robin's egg. If she could choose a new colour for her kitchen table, it would be checkered red and white, so that she'd never have to use [or wash] the tablecloth again."
"By golly, I think you may be onto something!"
"I know right? Right? It all fits! Seven characteristics - a lifeprint match!"

ahem.
'Been writing all these weird things lately O_0

Here is a message for today: rounding is dangerously amusing.

I once watched an episode of School Rumble where Tenma and friends were hanging out in the library.
Tenma had brought along an entire cake.
She said something along the lines of, "If I eat a tiiiiiny slice of cake, it will be zero calories, right?"
(next to her, an animation showing a tiny slice of cake: 0.00001 calories)
"If I keep having tiny tiny slices of cake, they'll all be zero calories each, so the total will be zero calories and I won't get fat!"
(the animation shows tiny slices of cake adding up: 2000 calories)

Tenma smiles; her logic is impeccable.