| Because love is an endless cycle- you give it, you get it back. we all need a little love. Dedicated to my neighbor, my best friend, my brother, my Mister Blue-Sky, Carl C. Gerardi. |
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Together, we are "N"!
Happy New Year everyone.
I know I haven't written since August after Carl was hit, but I'm ready to post another journal.
Carl's doing MUCH better, he's recovering at a very fast pace. He knows who I am! He can't speak or walk or shift his body on his own, but he can move his arms and legs, open his eyes, and smile.
And man, what a grip! He's still really strong, despite his arms being about the same thickness as mine, his legs even thinner.
We got an mp3 player for him, too, along with speakers. It's full of his favorite music, and some music I think he'd like to listen to. A lot of Beatles tunes. Their music is all around me lately.
For Christmas, my friend Ryan bought me, ~Shanananans and ~Krazyy1 necklaces with pictures of us and Carl on them, the back says "I love Carl". I cried when I got it, it was an amazing gift. I wear it every day, along with the necklace Carl got me a few years ago.
I got a couple new games for Christmas, too, from my Dad, and clothes from my Mom. I love my family
And ~nim-sarin got me Wall-e, which is a movie that Carl, his father, ~Krazyy1, her little sis Kellie, and I all saw together. It's an amazing movie.
My New Year's resolution is to have love for everything-- acceptance is key.
I don't want to explain it much, so try to figure it out on your own.
2008 taught me to appreciate what I have. So much happened for me in one year, it's scary.
I've learned from everything that love isn't shared enough with the world around me, the people, everything needs more love.
Cheezie, I know, but if you experienced everything I have you'd know exactly what I mean. Most of you probably agree without having my experiences, or parts of them, but I wonder how many would follow through and share love for everything? Appreciate and accept even the bad things for what they are?
I'm willing to give it a shot, I'm tired of just sitting here having no positive effect on the world. It's the least I can do for the ones I love.
I've had a humbling year. Best way to put it, I guess.
I never knew it until after it happened, but Carl and his family, all of my friends and MY family...they all give me so much, in return for what I feel is so little. I'm willing to give what I have to repay them, so they know just how much they mean to me.
After seeing your brother in the hospital, you'd feel the same. Humble, weak, scared, everything.
In other news:
I saw The Curious Case of Benjamin Button yesterday with my Mom. It's three hours, but well worth it. It's the kind of movie that takes you through every emotion-- it's almost like living your life in three hours. The sort of thing that takes you back down to earth to show you how much life really has to offer you.
I saw Yes Man, recently, too. It's funny how that movie has a lot of co-relations with my life. Weird.
I'll be posting more things soon, I hope. Some of which may be derived from songs or conversations and what not.
My music's gotten better, I think. My tone quality on flute and piccolo have improved. We played The Inferno from The Divine Comedy, Prelude and Fugue in G minor, and The Carolers for the winter concert, Green Machine got 6th place of 7 this year because for the first time all season we messed up our opener. At finals. It sucked. NYSSMA is gonna be hell this year. Level 5, I'm not good enough to play it yet. I wanna go for flute and piccolo, maybe, if I really want to, for voice. But I don't know any scales or anything for voice, and I'd be going level 4. Guess we'll see.
Sorry this is so long, I've gotta keep cleaning so I can go out with ~Shanananans and her aunt an cousins for bowling and a sleepover.
I love you all, more than you know. At least for now.
Thank you, all of you, for everything.
I try to put this in all of my away messages on AIM, and I wanna put it here, too.
I LOVE YOU CARL C. GERARDI!
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Love
Adoration
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The golden moments in the stream of life rush past us and we see nothing but sand; the angels come to visit us, and we only know them when they are gone.
~George Elliot
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Carl says: Dumb and ugly.
Love is the movement!
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