Here is one of my (many) fantasies:

When someone gets on my nerves from talking way to much, to tell them straight up, from the bottom of my heart to,







Wouldn't that just be...heaven?

So when I do feel like uttering these words. There are two songs I listen to which feed my verbal craving.

"N 2 Gether Now*" Limp Bizkit

Chorus

What's that I didn't here you?
Shut the f*** up
Come on a little louder
Shut the f*** up
Everbody N 2 Gether now
Shut the f*** up
What? What?

Right to the point. Clear and concise. Yes?

Heres the other one,

"A Little Less Conversation" Elvis VS JXL

Chorus

A little less conversation, a little more action please
All this aggravation ain't satisfactioning me
A little more bite and a little less bark
A little less fight and a little more spark
Close your mouth and open up your heart and baby satisfy me
Satisfy me baby

I guess it's a lot more mild. But hey. It does the trick.

"Enflickerment": (Noun) Derived from "Enlightenment". A Realization. A small awakening. A Mini-revelation.

From The Roche Dictionary

The past week was pretty rough for me, emotionally. I had a lot of things on my mind (wow, how descriptive) and catching a semi-cold did not help either. But I got through the week. And I have to say that the week ended a lot better than when it started. Thanks to some alumni who we had dinner with on Friday.

This weekend my father asked if I was doing ok. I guess coming home and flopping on the couch hardly saying anything and falling asleep kind of gave it away. I answered that I was doing fine and that I was glad the week was over.

I started talking to him about my problems, mostly concerning my romantic relationship which is when my Enflickerment took place.

This was my way of thinking prior to my conversation with my father:

In any kind of relationship (Not just romantic), people have ideals. We all strive for those ideals like its some kind of goal line that we have to cross in order for the relationship to work. But as we start heading for the goal line, inevitably we run into problems. The problem blocks our way until we solve it and start moving again.

In order to attain the ideals, we have to keep working through the problems until we get to the goal.

Or so I thought...

In turn my father said that relationships are about solving those problems. The goal, the ideal, is something we set our sites on but will never attain. And when you can accept that relationships are about solving those problems we encounter on the way, that's when it works.

*FLICKER* *FLICKER*

I stood there in the kitchen, silent for awhile. It was one of those rare moments in which something I believed in so strong was completely shattered by something else that made so much more sense.

Realizaton is the first step. Acceptence is the hard part.

I'll try my best,

Thanks dad.