Sunday, 12 December 2010

Definitions.

I'm pondering on my current situation.

What does ponder actually mean? The dictionary definition is "to consider something deeply and thoroughly; meditate." Well I'm not meditating that's for sure, I don't think I could with all this racket in my house. It's funny how when everyone is home, the tv is blaring and the music is playing that with all this commotion...all you want is peace. Then when everyone is out and you're all alone and it's just silence, the only light in your house that's on is your light and the only sound in your breathing then all you want is for someone to be home too. What is the definition of quiet? "Making no noise or sound, no disturbing noise." I don't know why but I've recently found a new love for finding out what different words mean. Maybe it's my re-discovery of my little blue book. Or maybe it's all the time I'm spending with Molly lately. You really are a very interesting little bee Molly. You're full of knowledge that dazzles me on a daily basis, you teach me new words but you don't make me feel stupid for not knowing in the first place - I do love you :)

Love... there are many connotations of this word. You can love something which basically means you like it alot; more than you'd like something else. I like twiglets(recently for no reason) but I love chocolate. You can love someone too but there are three different ways in which you can love someone.
  • You can love someone because they are the best friend you could ever hope to have and if they weren't your friend then you'd feel lost and alone.
  • You can love someone because they're a member of your family and you don't know what you'd do if they weren't here to talk to or hug when you need it. 
  • If you truly love a person, I think it means that you will never be able to imagine your life without them and when you are apart you ache inside, you don't feel whole until they're back in your world.
I've recently read "Dear John" - it made me feel happy and, you know when you read and you imagine yourself in that situation? Well I imagined what it would be like if I were Savannah, if I fell head over heals in love after just a couple of days. I imagined what it would be like to feel that passion, that safety, that aching when he wasn't there. I now officially have four writers on my list of "The best writers of my life so far",
  • Roahl Dahl.
  • Marian Keyes.
  • Khaled Hosseini.
  • Nicholas Sparks.
Roahl Dahl was practically my childhood, I absolutely loved "James and the giant peach" and "The Twits"- Oh that glass eye! xD I remember when I was younger, my grandma loves golf and as her first grand child and only grand daughter (I am therefore her favourite - obviously) she wanted me to get into golf. So on a saturday morning I would go to the kid's golf club and learn to play golf. I loved it at first because I could do it, boy did I whack that ball! Then I realised that I was looking forward to reading afterwards rather than golf because when my hour session had ended, I could go and wait for my grandma in the cafe and read my Roahl Dahl book at the time. (Whilst eating a hot crossed bun and drinking my hot chocolate (for which she'd give me 50p for the machine). NOM.) Every weekend this was the case - I'm a sucker for routine! As my friends know :D

I definately love Nicholas Sparks though - he's fan dabby dosy!

I love him, but only because I like him more than other writers. Each of the writers on my list have different styles of writing, but you know what they say,

"Variety is the spice of life!"

"My name is five spice. I am not one spice, I am five spice! I am five times better than all of you! I have been used in recipes for thousands of years!"
Michael Mcintyre is a complete and utter genius!

I should probably leave before I rant about Michael Mcintyre. I may bore some people until they collapse and die as a result and I wouldn't want that on my conscience. However, I have just had a very...brainy brainwave and I feel like I need to share it. Would you like to hear it? My brainy brainwave is as follows: I've only just realised the reason why my friends refer to Christina as Xtina. I didn't think it made any sense because...well...just why? Until I noticed that instead of Christmas, we call is Xmas. X stands for Chris. I feel slightly ashamed by my blindness, but there you go.

Happy Christmas!
:D

2 comments:

  1. Lovely Lauren :)I too, felt that when I read Dear John that I fell deeply in love with his sense of security and true love that made me feel that someone out there has got to have some of these qualities. I was quite surprised(but pleasantly) that your page loaded up as I was expecting by the name "Definitions" it would be another of Molly's intriguing wonders of life. We had some really deep wonderlust conversations last Wednesday afternoon and I feel that if you stay with us you can really delve into how we really speak and what we really think - about the fascinations of life and words. It's amazing and so are you. xxx

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  2. Well... I haven't been on Blogger for what feels like years and how many interesting posts there are to greet me upon my return.

    You know a lot of stuff I don't know as well - that's the thing about friendships and human relationships in general. You can share things and you end up with a wider bank of general knowledge than you ever expected. I agree with Zoe though; you should stay with us on Wednesdays because the kind of things we talk about can never be explained to one who wasn't present. Give it a go, you'd enjoy it.

    Once again you raise some wonderfully engaging points, my dear knob, and I must say I'm very much enjoying the way you all seem to be latching onto my word fascination of late. I find this very pleasing.

    I love you. xxx

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