Have you ever been alone in a crowded room when I'm here with you?

Have you ever been alone in a crowded room; well I'm here with you...

“Trouble is a part of your life
And if you don't share it,
You don't give the person who loves you a chance to love you enough.”
-- Dinah Shore

I have just returned from witnessing a FABULOUS play performance by the members of the Somerset Academy elementary school. The Jungle Book was this year's play and it was better than the plays from the last two years. The plays 3 years ago and before that were better than tonight's I think, but that was 3 years ago... when Somerset still had the majority of its best actors/actresses. Nonetheless, tonight was fantastic! Nicely done y'all!

"Most conversations seem to be carried out on two levels, the verbal level and the emotional level.
The verbal level contains those things which are socially acceptable to say, but it is used as a means of satisfying emotional needs.
Yesterday a friend of mine related something that someone had done to her.
I told her why I thought the person had acted the way he had and she became very upset and started arguing with me.
Now, the reason is clear. I had been listening to her words and had paid no attention to her feelings.
Her words had described how terribly this other person had treated her, but her emotions had been saying,
'Please understand how I felt. Please accept my feeling the way I did.'
The last thing she wanted to hear from me was an explanation of the other person's behavior."
-- Hugh Prather

And THAT, my dear readers (all 2 of you) is why I try to sympathize with anyone who needs to talk to someone about a problem. Even if you disagree with what your friend did, put it to them as delicately as possible and try to look at it from their point of view and understand their situation. Because like the quote says, nobody comes to you in times of trouble for a lecture on what they did wrong.

WHAT IS LOVE?
Love is a slow kiss goodnight, It's anticipation.
Love is flirting outrageously and still remembering that the person at your side is not obligated to do anything, It's respect.
Love is an imperfection in your self not bothering you, it's acceptance.
Love is passing up an opportunity because the time isn't right yet, It's patience.
Love is a back massage that starts above the hairline and ends around the insoles, it's exploration.
Love does not have to say, "let’s make love," because you know what the other person wants, it understands.
Love is being given an honest chance to say no when you thought you were committed, it's consideration.
Love is both of you remembering protection, it's responsibility.
Love is saying the perfect phrase to make a solemn embrace dissolve into giggles, it's humor.
Love is being told "stop and I’ll kill you." It's desire.
Love is reviewing the damage to your living room and realizing personal effects are strewn in a clockwise pattern from the front door the to bedroom, it's abandonment.
Love is seeing what your love really looks like for the first time, it's truth.
Love is knowing what time it is and not caring, it's joy.
Love is the arms around you tightening their embrace, it's ecstasy.
Love is seeing a new side of a person you thought you knew, it's renewal.
Love is telling a person if you have to leave, you will let them sleep, and being told they would rather be woken, it's tenderness.
Love is waking up to find the subject of the dream you were having asleep on your shoulder, it's where fantasy meets reality.
Love is being there to wake your lover slowly, it's sensuousness.
Love belatedly knows why you bothered to buy a queen-sized bed three years ago, it's practicality.
Love is two people only taking up a third of a queen-sized bed, it's closeness.
Love knows you gave the extra set of keys to your apartment to the right person, it's trust.
Love is saying good-bye and knowing you will be back by mutual consent, it's faith.
Love is stretching your arms and discovering the real meaning of the word "sore" it's a lesson in human frailty.
Love is opening your medicine cabinet finding your tube of toothpaste turned into a pretzel, it's adaptation.
Love is sitting at the window, looking out and remembering who you were with the night before, it's reflection.
Love is hearing the weather forecast for a winter storm and wishing you could spend it in bed with your lover, it's loneliness.
Love is stories that will never be told, it's personal.
-- Anonymous

It seems like love is a whole bunch of things. In any case, went to school anyways despite PT interviews cause they put the regional badminton tournament on this outrageous date. But um... yeah. This one was too hard to win so we settled for 4th place. Ah well. Que sera sera.

“If you truly love someone, then the only thing you want for them is to be happy... even if it’s not with you”
-- Anonymous

"Your task is not to seek love, but merely to seek and find all the barriers within yourself that you have built against it."
-- Rumi

Ha! SSAF tournament today at Toronto Waldorf. We came in second place over all but whatever. You guys all rock! We did technically beat Waldorf... they just took the spoils. So here's to the team.

Mr. T - Coach
Arthur - Boys Singles (1st place)
Michael - Boys Singles
Kyle & Tina - Mixed Doubles (3rd place)
Vishal & Heidi - Mixed Doubles
Preeya & Kirrithi - Girls Doubles (3rd place)
Lucy & Marion - Girls Doubles
Shyam & Kelvin - Boys Doubles
Hisham & I - Boys Doubles (1st place)
Elaine - Girls Singles (1st place)

Good times.

“All I care about was the fact that he got really hurt. And, I guess I realized at that moment that I really did love him. Because there was nothing to gain... and that didn't matter.”
-- The Perks of Being a Wallflower

I don't know what a quote like that's doing in a book/article/whatever called "The Perks of Being a Wallflower." Wallflower - Love... connection? And what the devil is a wallflower?

In any case, today's tourney went well... York Region Zone F teams were pretty good. Our two mixed teams and our boys singles made it through the next round... even though the other mixed team may not be able to make it for the bi-regional because the guy's got a softball competetition or something of the sort. But thumbs up to E.C. We're number 1 in our area! Just like the message that used to be painted across O.R.'s vehicle.

OLIVER STONE: The question is not, "Why did the chicken cross the road?" Rather, it is, "Who was crossing the road at the same time, whom we overlooked in our haste to observe the chicken crossing?"

“Pain is your friend; it is your ally. Pain reminds you to finish the job and get the hell home. Pain tells you when you have been seriously wounded. And, you know what the best thing about pain is? It tells you you're not dead yet!”
-- G.I. Jane

Best weekend ever!

Ha! We OWNED that Talent Show. By "we" I refer collectively to everyone who participated in the show, which included the dancers, singers, bands, and such. There wasn't any random chaos and destruction like last year. The highlight of the talent show for me was watching T.S. drum Adam's Song. It's the coolest drum beat ever and it was done to perfection! But in any case, here's to everyone who was part of the show.

"Love isn't finding the perfect person. Love is recognizing the imperfections, comprehending them, enduring them, and in spite of it all, still loving the one with them."

Check it out!!!!!!!!! Vimy Ridge Memorial in France! Compliments of Omair Rahman and his recent trip to Europe.