And Juliet said,

"For I ne'er saw true beauty till this night."

I also found out today that she was the one who said, "What's in a name, that which we call a rose by any other, would smell as sweet?" One of my all-time favourites.

I think I'm losing my mental faculties. My brain is no longer in my head, it's on some higher plane, probably right up there with the haze. Speaking of the haze, it gave everything a really surrealistic (is there even such a word?) quality that was really quite beautiful, if not for the fact that it wasn't cool mist, but smelly old haze. Maybe my state of limbo (is that what they call it? Or is it "limber"?)(I'm really losing it) is due to the full moon. Mr. Mark "Werewolf" Lee has already gone over to the Dark Side, to join his brethren of werewolf homies. It was quite disconcerting to see the hair sprout out all over him tonight, but I'm sure we will meet again, as humans in the near future.

"I am nothing special; of this I am sure. I am a common man with common thoughts, and I've led a common life. There are no monuments dedicated to me and my name will soon be forgotten, but I've loved another with all my heart and soul, and to me, this has always been enough."

This alone compelled me to borrow Nicholas Sparks' The Notebook from the school library today, while I was supposed to be deeply engaged by Adolf, him with the tootbrush mustache. Obviously the novel is a gazillion times more interesting, although I am kind of regretting borrowing it now, because I have now generated an opportunity cost that I really cannot afford to have. But I digress. The above quotation really struck me. Just the sheer simplicity of a few sentences, yet the implication of these words is profoundly moving. For me, at least. There's a raw passion, a sincerity behind those words that I found when I first read it. I can't explain it, and it may seem stupid, but it's beautiful to me. Someday it'll be enough. To just love wholeheartedly.

I'm quite sure I'll dream of Adolf tonight. Look, we're even on first-name terms now. That's how much time I spent with him today. That was not to say I enjoyed his company. I find him utterly inhumane, an utter coward through and through, and a weakling twice over. Not that he cares, since he's been dead for..... a very long while.

Oh man. Whatever. I'm babbling nonsense now. I'm off to get sleep.