Rocket Man

Today has been an excellent day. It was like a bunch of small things got strung together and came out perfectly (the good day analogy to lots of little things building up and making a bad day).

This whole week kind of melted off in one big blur.

I ended up taking the Chinese culture through film class, even though I'd mostly talked myself out of it. The class that I was trying to get into already had an impossible waitlist, though. Plus, I went to the Chinese culture class last night and really enjoyed it. I had the professor for another class Sophomore year, and he actually remembered me and was glad to have me in class again - it was a good feeling. The film we watched last night was called "Three Times" and it basically presented three relationship scenarios in different time periods. Only one of them really reflected a successful manifestation of love, and it was the one in which the characters had the least opportunity for conversation or for any sort of physical intimacy. The only time the lovers even touched was to hold hands in the last scene, after the guy had tracked the girl down through city after city when she moved while he was away with the army.

Obviously the whole thing was a bit of an exaggeration, but it brought up a good point about the role of trust in relationships. Somehow it was enough for two people who had barely seen each other, and had only a few hours at a time together, just to hold hands while two other people who lived together and could constantly be in touch were barely holding things together (until the one girlfriend up and killed herself, and then they weren't holding things together anymore...)

Hmm. There was another thought I had earlier, but maybe it wasn't really distinct.

I miss Laura. She ran off to Denmark for the semester. I mean, yeah, having the room to myself and whatnot is cool, but...blah. She's a sweetie. So far I've kept one of my New Year's Resolutions (Embracing my inner neat freak) and haven't done hot with the other one (Being a better friend). There's a conversation I really want to have with her, though, damnit...related to a certain Shakespearian work turned chick flick. Hee.

Also, it finally snowed in Pittsburgh - finally seems all cozy, like winter. I like.