"That's what it's like on this Bitch of an Earth"-Waiting for Godot

[dkthehobbit]

Samuel Beckett has tainted me. Ever since I read "Waiting for Godot" I have been struck with mortality, and a sense of futility. True, it was an amazing play that managed to convey a message without ever actually having a point; but, it's affected me

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[bluebellflames]

I think there's something about spring and the air that puts things in perspective in a rather negative way.

Tip: don't think about your existance. It's enough to make anyone's head spin faster than they are, and that's not good. If you stop and think about how much time's gone by, you'll feel like you have none left. You're only fifteen. RELAX. You don't need to know what your future will be and you don't need to be informed. Well, at least, not informed in the way that stock brokers are informed. Or anything like that.

And neh, I'm jealous - I deperately wanted to go see Fever Pitch this weekend, but no one was willing to go with me. You could have shipped yourself over here and I could have dragged you along, eh?

Perhaps I'm just bothered that because it's a romantic comedy, the entire prep population of my grade went to see it, and they can't possibly understand what it feels like to be a Red Sox fan. :( I have no life.

But hm. This comment is too long for its own good. I'll shut up now.

[dkthehobbit]

Tip gladly accepted; though, theatre class has finally ended, the play is going great, and the Sox beat the Yankers today, so, I'm feeling pretty well. And, it's really not the existance part I'm contemplating, but more so what's important to me right now. So don't worry; I'm not going to start thinking about how hanging myself will give me an erection(That is still possibly the ODDEST line I have ever read...Followed by... "I WAS STIFF IN THE WIND!"...Gotta love theatre). Instead, I'm thinking about what will keep me happy