hey if Shane looked at you with her glasses like that, wouldn't you be giggling like a schoolgirl too? I know i would. No wait, i think i would faint. hee.

I don't think it's necessarily "love" though. But i think there was some strong attraction there on both sides. Shane couldn't take her eyes of carmen either. Now the question is whether that attraction is strong enough for Shane to let her guard down and explore this thing further.

Of course I'm hoping she does...

SHANE+CARMEN....

Sharmen (Shane&Carmen): We start kissing and we can't stop kissing~~

WHAT IS LOVE???

"Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being "in love" which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Your mother and I had it, we had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossom had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two."
-St. Augustine

Wednesday, May 12, 2010

FRIENDSHIP.....

A friend is someone, who upon seeing another friend in immense pain, would rather be the one experiencing the pain than to have to watch their friend suffer.
 
Your worst enemy could be your best friend, and your best friend your worst enemy.
 
Friendship is the source of the greatest pleasures, and without friends even the most agreeable pursuits become tedious.

Friends, both the imaginary ones you build for yourself out of phrases taken from a living writer, or real ones from college, and relatives, despite all the waste of ceremony and fakery and the fact that out of an hour of conversation you may have only five minutes in which the old entente reappears, are the only real means for foreign ideas to enter your brain.
Friendship is a sheltering tree. ~
At the shrine of friendship never say die, let the wine of friendship never run dry - Les Miserables
We learn our virtues from our friends who love us; our faults from the enemy who hates us. We cannot easily discover our real character from a friend. He is a mirror, on which the warmth of our breath impedes the clearness of the reflection..
 

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