Platonic Love

At the end of Wednesday's class, the subject of platonic love came up briefly. One person voiced her opinion that platonic love does not exist, and this comment caused quite a stir. My first instinct was to disagree with her. Men and women can have relationships with each other sans sexual tension....right? Upon further consideration I have decided that I agree with this person-there is no such thing as platonic love. I thought back to every male I have ever had any sort of a relationship with and I thought about the entirety of said relationship. I have never had a relationship with a male that was completely devoid of sexual tension of any kind. I don't think this says anything about my personality or natural sexual identity. If everyone thought about as in depth as I did, I think they would agree. I do believe there are exceptions. I lived with a homosexual guy. We never had any kind of sexual tension between us whatsoever. There are other exceptions, of course, but what we are referring to is people of the same age group who could potentially be attracted to each other. In that case, I believe there is no exception. When someone claims to have had a relationship with someone of the opposite sex that was completely platonic, he or she is not thinking of the other person's feelings. I have had relationships with males in which I was not attracted to them in any way, but this does not mean they have never thought of me sexually. If you want to test an apparent platonic relationship, get drunk with someone. People may act differently when enebriated, but they are not different people. They may do things they regret, but some part of their mind was in on it.

Intoxication

Intoxication can a good thing and a bad thing. One can become more social and "come out of their shell", or one can become too social and piss everyone off. This topic interests me because I was just discussing what goes through ones head when her or she is nearly black-out drunk (completely wasted, but still conscious of action). My theory is that one reverts back to the way he or she thought as a child. Think about what was going through your head when you did some idiotic thing children are prone to do. I can remember one in particular. I was 5 years old. I had a golf ball and a spoon. I put the golf ball in said spoon. I then proceeded to hit the end of the spoon, causing the golf ball to fly up and hit me in the eye, blackening it. For some reason, this memory is extremely vivid to me. What was I thinking? It seemed like a good idea at the time. The previous phrase is a classic motto for a then-drunk-now-hungover person. "I really wanted to tackle my roommate down the stairs. It seemed like a good idea at the time." That is actually a direct quote from yours truly. When people are drunk, they turn into the stupid little kids they once were. Personally, I become far more dramatic (as if I am not dramatic enough in real life) and I tend to perform absolutely outlandish acts. For instance, as mentioned in a previous post, I physically assaulted my boyfriend's roommate last week. I had been drinking and he pushed me to the brink of insanity, and I completely snapped. I fell upon him in blind rage, kicking, punching and screaming unidentifiable obscenities. Luckily for the victim, my boyfriend is a trained bouncer, and was able to pull me off of him (no easy feat), before I could do much damage. I guess if you learn anything from this post, learn that it is unwise to harass a heavily intoxicated person to the breaking point, because said person, in his or her drunken state, may forget completely how to use discretion.

Love

There is no set definition for love, but this is mine. Love is when you can be profoundly irritated by someone but still want to spend every minute with them. It is when you can feel comfortable talking about past relationships and current relationship problems. Love is also when you can wake up hungover looking like absolute shit and not feel self-conscious in front of your partner. There is my definition of love. Not too exciting.

Argument With My Boyfriend; kind of funny

I realized that I am a little short on posts and I thought this would be an interesting one, since I just had and interesting argument with my boyfriend.

(last night I had a slight altercation with my boyfriend's roommate, which involved my boyfriend dragging me downstairs because I was trying to beat his roommate up)

Matt: How are you today? (alluding to the previous night as I was seething with rage)
Me: I'm okay, I have calmed down a lot, but I'm still pretty pissed at Hill (the roommate)
Matt: You need to talk to him and say you're sorry.
Me: F*** Hill, I don't want to talk to him.
Matt: I can't have you throwing haymakers at my roommates.
Me: I lost my temper but it was his fault, he was picking on me.
Matt: Hill always picks on you, you just have to deal with it. He was just messing with you.
Me: I don't give a sh**, I told him to stop and he wouldn't.
Matt: At least talk to him, you are over at my house all the time and you need to get along with my roommates.
Me: Okay, I will talk to him.
Matt: Try to add something in there about being sorry for the physical assault...and mean it.
Me: I am not sorry, he needed to know how mad I was.
Matt: At least say you're sorry for trying to kick him in the balls.
Me: Okay, fine, I'll say it but I still think he deserved it.
(then we went to class, and in the middle of class he texted me)
Matt: How many women blind with rage does it take to screw in a lightbulb?
(when I got out of class, I asked him what the punchline was)
Matt: 300. One to screw the lightbulb in and 299 to assault the entire staff of the electrical company

Obviously, considering he was making jokes about it, we resolved the problem. I have not yet talked to his roommate about last night, but I am hoping it won't end in any more violence.

The Death of a Pet

Today in class, Mr. Sexson assigned that we write about an experience with the death of a pet.
When I was 8 years old, I got a horse for Christmas from my parents. I had been riding him since my mom broke him when he was two, but my parents decided to make him officially mine. His name was George and he was one of the gentlest horses we had at the time, despite the fact he was only four years old. One day the following summer, we were riding out to move cattle, when he stumbled under me. I thought it was nothing, as horses will often lazily not pick their feet up and stumble. He then started to slow down until he was creeping along. Finally, he stopped and started swaying. I leapt off as he was falling down and I watched him die. It turned out his heart had exploded. I was told it was not my fault, as I was not riding him strenuously, but he was bound to die eventually. Such an event is fairly traumatizing for any child or even for a young adult.

Songs of Childhood

I enjoyed the conversation in last class about the songs we used to sing as children. My personal favorite was "Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star." I made the mistake of introducing this song to my little sister and I can't believe my parents let me live through it. She would walk around the house singing it in monotone, messing up the lyrics (they ARE pretty challenging). She and I used to share a room in our old house and she would sing it incessantly until she fell asleep every night for a good couple of months. I am scared to let my future children listen to easily-mimicked music because of that ordeal.

This talk of childhood makes me extremely nostalgic, so I am going to head off on a tangent. I love thinking of the movies I watched as a child. I brought this thought up to my boyfriend and we started brainstorming. Here are some movies we came up with: Felix the Cat, Secrets of Nimh, The Brave Little Toaster, Rescuers Down Under ("these are not Joanna eggs", still hilarious), Once Upon a Forest, and several more I cannot remember off the top of my head. I was disappointed to find that Felix the Cat, one of the strangest and trippiest (So I made this word up, what of it?) cartoons I have ever seen, is almost impossible to find. Here is a link to a Youtube page that has the movie in segments, if you feel inclined to walk down memory lane with me.
http://www.youtube.com/results?search_type=&search_query=felix+the+cat+the+movie&aq=f
Have a wonderful day everyone!!