Lots has been written and dedicated to love at first sight. Shakespeare devoted Romeo and Juliet to expose the flaws of love at first sight. But is there ever true love at first sight?
I dont think so. What is love at first sight based on? Appearance; more specifically physical beauty. Or in other words lust. How do you first choose out the guy/girl that you want to talk to at a party? Its the one who seems to be sexually attractive. Its lust. I doubt many will admit this, but its true.
This is natural. Animals have developed sexual selection or special characteristics to choose among mates. This basically translates to a sort of a guage of how sexually attractive another animal is to another of the same species. Consider the peacock. The male peacocks with the largest and most elegant tail feathers get to reproduce. It is somewhat of a sign of health among peacocks. If you can have a large bunch of tail feathers you must be able to gather a lot of food. And this makes sense for humans, we choose which women to pursue based on looks not on her character. How can you know someones character in the beginning anyway?
This is true in some cases. It isnt true when you already know a person somewhat, then you evaluate on character, but a lot of times it is purely an evaluation based on lust of someone. This doesnt mean that true love doesnt exist its just not immediate. A lot of beginning relaitonships are based on lust and desire rather than personality.
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I am not a strong believer in love at first sight. Its more of an attraction. You see someone that you believe is attractive and you want to get to know them. You dont see someone and get the hole "He's the one i want to marry, I want to spend the rest of my life with him" and when people are like that, uh.. yeah. It's just not something that I believe.
My roommate fell for the accent, then it was lust. Then it was disgusting PDA that makes me want to poke my eyes out (or feel sorry for myself).
Fucking PDA. Tell them to get a goddamn room... err he's your room mate... tell them to get a hotel room!
Well, from what I can tell not much happens in the room, it's just lots and lots of disgusting PDA.
But now their running commentary is evaluating the degree to which I am disgusted-- whether I got used to it and didn't notice, whether I am staring in awe/self-pity, or whether I remain silent because I have choked on my own vomit and died.
Hahahah. Thats not right. Maybe you should go to a party or something to get away from that.
Too lazy. I usually exile myself to, of all things, this website, or work, or homework (amazing!).
Nice! Hope its effective.
Too lazy. I usually exile myself to, of all things, this website, or work, or homework (amazing!).
Even if I weren't lazy... those Berkeley parties? They're uh, happening.
Ha my friend goes to Berkeley and I've heard its like that. Study, study study.
It's not that bad, I'm just lame. It's not like I study or anything.
The hipster parties don't appeal to me, mostly because they're all held outside so everyone can smoke while they drink and have something to do while they discuss Nietzsche and pretend not to think about themselves.
The major-specific parties I can get a little more into-- the literary ones are a little uppity but they believe in wine that comes in bottles instead of boxes, so they're already above everything else. Then there's rhetoric. A little hipster, but with a pretty self-referential, cunning edge to it that makes everything a little more interesting.
And forget frat parties. I have attempted to enjoy three in my life, but I could not last more than five minutes at two, and the third I was so plastered by the time I got there that it didn't really matter where I was.
I would have never guessed. I guess thats just stereotypes for you. And maybe my friends a nerd. haha
What side of campus does your friend live on? North and south sides are totally different worlds.
And if it's west, they probably just get mugged a lot. Or shanked.
I really dont know. I'm not that close. Just kinda knew her in high school. I heard she got chased by a bum one time. But I dont know that probably could be anywhere.
"Then it was disgusting PDA that makes me want to poke my eyes out (or feel sorry for myself)."
Since I live in a dorm: *happy that I have a single room*
I know what you mean, don't even get me started on roommates :) (my freshman year I was locked out of my room twice because of her damn boyfriend)
"Education...is our best protection against
unreasoning prejudice and panic-making fear."
~President Franklin D. Roosevelt
Ah, yes. I live in a pretty swanky neighborhood on the south side, and there's a bum who rings our doorbells at all hours of the night asking for tea-- lipton brand tea. Kinda creepy. He just stands there, really close to the door, looking in the window at the top (he's pretty tall), waiting for someone to answer. I think he recognizes me now in town, because every time I see him elsewhere he gives me a long stare...
Meh. You live and learn with those folk. Most aren't even in the same universe as you, so it's just a matter of quickly evaluating how dangerous they are to you or themselves and avoiding or helping them.
I dig Berkeley though. You have the space to do what you want, even if the city really is run like a socialist nation.
I guess that had nothing to do with lust or love.
Though I'm sure bums experience either of those things at some point or another.
Their is little love of bums by those who dont understand their problems. I dont think many people lust for bums either. Eh, its not like most comments dont digress a little bit.
Whether or not one understands their problems is irrelevant to whether or not they are loved; why they feel desperate enough to ring people's doorbells at two or three in the morning is beyond me.
It's kind of like illegal immigration, in a way; bums often feel like since they have no homes, the city is their home-- fairly accurate, except that there are things that are legally allowed in the privacy of one's home, like being intoxicated, that are not allowed in public. This conflicts not only with city ordinances/state laws, but students/other citizens don't often feel particularly safe walking home at night through a maze of various bodily fluids, sleeping bags, and shopping carts filled with empty whiskey bottles.
Homelessness is one of the biggest problems facing the Bay Area today; San Francisco mayor Gavin Newsom has vowed to "solve homelessness" by the end of his term, and Berkeley mayor Tom Bates has made public behavior laws high priority. Good luck to both.
And I wouldn't mind lusting after one if they 1) had a place to shower, and 2) weren't too busy talking to nonexistent creatures to notice they haven't showered in several years.
I've been to San Francisco and some of the bums arent too bad although the smell definitely is. Although a lot of them arent too crazy. I just dont have much compassion for them, I think most of them are just crazy or drunk or both (crazy drunks).
I think most people just try to lust after the unattainable. I think girls with boyfriends are way hotter because they cant be had. Its a forbidden fruit sorta thing. If its out of reach, its that much more desireable. I suppose most people feel theyre above bums and dont consider them lust worthy and probably the smell the could choke a maggot elliminates any such bum lust. (haha, bum lust.)
This is a really weird subject to be discussing on a blog about love and lust.
The San Francisco bums are a little crazier than the Berkeley bums, mostly because Berkeley bums are slightly less smelly (or I don't notice it?) and tend to talk to inanimate objects instead of to other people.
I consider bums pretty unattainable because really, you aren't going to bring one home and he certainly doesn't have a home... so are you going to do it in the street, or what?
Not only that, they're not usually altogether there. Can you imagine blowing a guy while he's talking to a squirrel about The Police?
And agreed. A strange digression, indeed. Maybe I'm just perverted?
"Can you imagine blowing a guy while he's talking to a squirrel about The Police?"
Uhhhhhhh.... Yeah. I usually try not to think about the first half of that. Kinda... weird.
I can be pretty weird sometimes, but don't worry, I don't think even a bum would succumb to my caresses, were I to become so desperate. They tend to prefer the squirrels.
hahahaha. I think its so funny that on my other blog people 1) think I am a woman 2) Didnt comment about the Berkeley bums thing.
I think I'll write a blog about homelessness and how its gotten out of hand.
I can see it now...
"Homelessness has become such a problem bums can often be seen wildly gesticulating and and complaining about the abuses of the police to the squirrel populations abroad. Little evidence has been gathered on longitudinal effects on the psyche of squirrels that have been subject to the ravings of these homeless however, current research has been undergone for these squirrel populations. One "bum" has allegedly married a man and impregnated him, although he apparently is having an abortion."
Well, it's such a touchy subject, I'm sure everyone who was egregiously mistaken was merely trying to be PC and accept your apparent gender identity issues ;)
I'm considering thematizing my blog with Berkeley news, which probably would amount to constant blogs about 1) homelessness, 2) global warming/the environment, and 3) the University's latest and greatest. I have a feeling it would get boring pretty quickly, just like life here!
But I give my full support to the homelessness post. You can even include me as the benevolent soul who provides sexual favors to homeless men who talk to squirrels. As long as we're being totally serious, of course.
If we're not being serious what the point. I'll write a blog about it soon, hopefully it will be a welcome change from all the blogs about abortion. (As hypocritical as I sound right now). I'll make sure to include you. haha.
Excellent.
Excellent! (sorry, Wayne and Garth suddenly came to mind).