Showing posts with label twilight. Show all posts
Showing posts with label twilight. Show all posts

Tuesday, 17 June 2008

Somehow I don't think imaginary relationships are normal.

...but I might be wrong. Please, please, someone admit to also having imaginary relationships, so I know that I'm not alone.

Sometimes I've met the subjects of my imaginary relationships. Sometimes they're fictional characters (yes, Edward. How did you know?). But I'm mildly worried that this shows a distinct lack of sanity on my behalf, not to mention a deeper slide into the black hole of spinsterhood.

Just for my own satisfaction (and to avoid revision for GCSE Science), I've compiled a list of my current "imaginary relationships".

EDWARD CULLEN



What a surprise...Yes, he may be a fictional vampire, but he's hot, and sweet, and so...perfect. And I want to be Bella. I will be Bella. Don't tell me otherwise.
NOVAK DJOKOVIC


The subject of my last posting. I love him. I am constantly in awe of his co-ordination and gymnast-icity (he can do the splits!). If I attempted to do any of the things he does on court, I'd end up in hospital for a month. I wish I were the trophy he kissed after winning the Australian Open. I'm plotting to see if I can try and run into him when he's in London for Wimbledon next week, my plan is just to camp out around the tennis club for two weeks. Wish me luck.

MR HANAK

He's my Austrian maths teacher, and the only one on this list who I actually know. My friend says he has a receding hairline but she is wrong, dammit! Plus he looks about 19, even if he isn't really. I have embarrased both myself and him by asking him for help with German homework (I asked him how to say "If my friend were anorexic, I'd help her"...cringe.) I think he's mildly scared of me. Unsurprisingly, there are no photos of him on google, but weirdly I found this: http://www.ecml.at/documents/relresearch/projectseminarDN.pdf, which he co-wrote, and there's a photo in there somewhere of him with "the team" (he's wearing the red tie).

MARK RONSON


He's just too cool. And so smooth, and wow.

HOUSE



He may be three times my age, but I really don't care. He is just so sexy. I think it's the combination of sarcasm, cynicism, bitterness and pessimism that does it for me. Hot.


LOGAN HUNTZBERGER



Why didn't Rory marry him? Whyyy?? Marry me instead, Logan.
I think 6 imaginary relationships is enough for now. Until I find a real one... That is, if anyone's mad enough to have me after these online ramblings...

Sunday, 15 June 2008

Noam Chomsky doesn't help spinsterhood.

Sunday morning. Near hangover but not quite. Made the mistake of pouring boiling water on my hand when getting coffee this morning. Am now back in bed, alone with my laptop and coffee, contemplating my spinsterhood.

I have two options.

1) Embrace spinsterhood. Lie in bed, wallowing for the rest of my life. This is a very tempting offer, but also deeply depressing.

2) Bury my head in the sand. Keep reading 'Twilight' over and over, pretending to be Bella and thinking that one day, a hot vampire will save me (after writing that, a wave of feminism washed over me. Then the impending spinsterhood feeling returned). Try to distract myself.

Chomsky is not a good distraction. The evils of America, propaganda and the ruling elite are all very interesting, but Noam is not enough to save me from a spinster's life. Instead I keep thinking of Edward, and wondering when Diagnosis Murder will be on BBC1.

What is happening to me?? I am still so young...

A list of Majors is sitting beside me. I have 18 options. Help.