to rename pride and prejudice

I am currently reading Pride and Prejudice for my English class. Below are what I believe would be the titles that the characters would have thought up for Pride and Prejudice.  (PS I still have 50 pages left) 

1. Introverts and Extroverts (Submitted by Darcy)

2. Guess who’s coming for dinner? (Submitted by Mrs.Bennet)

3. The Bachelorette(s) (Submitted by Lydia Bennet)

4. He loves me.  He loves me not.  (Submitted by Jane Bennet)

5. I was wrong (Submitted by Elizabeth Bennet)

6. The Lives of the Less Fortunate (Submitted by Lady Catherine de Bourgh)

7. My Daughters are Idiots (Submitted by Mr.Bennet)

8. Good Thing I didn’t Marry Her (Submitted by Mr.Collins)

9. They Really Mean Well! (Submitted by Jane)

 

to quote some quotable folks

I now present to you a collection of my favorite quotes/ song lyrics/ sayings/ things that I have taken note of over the year.  They shall be listed below, and some of them will have a brief explanation next to them to provide some context.

Look at the stars.  See how they shine for you. Yes, I did just start off with Coldplay, which is incredibly lame, trust me, I know.  But for real.  When was the last time you looked at the stars? I love to think of them as shining for me, for us, for all people.  They shine as encouragement.  They shine as memories. They just simply shine.  They are like mini fireworks every night.  Wow. That sounded incredibly sappy. Please accept my apologies. 😦

Above all, nation is humanity.  I saw this inscribed on a bench at Duke.  I don’t really know what it means, as I took note of it and never actually studied it.  But I like the simplicity of the quote.  If someone has an inkling as of what the meaning is, please comment!!!!!

Consider how hard it is to change yourself and realize it is impossible to change others.  It’s really freaking hard to change.  SOOO much willpower and strength is necessary.  I commend all of you who have changed yourself.  Way to go.

I’m gonna get over your.  I’ll be alright, just not tonight. I know these lyrics are about getting over a guy, but for me they reminded me that I will win my battle with OCD, even if it is not tonight. But I will get over it.  Patience, my dear.

Sucks to suck! It just does.  So don’t suck.

Life is not cured; life is managed.  This little masterpiece is from It’s Kind of a Funny Story, which is kind of my favorite book.  Not everything can be fixed, and not everything is supposed to be fixed.  You just learn to cope.  COPING MECHANISMS.  Those two little words have been thrown a lot at me these few months.  Apparently I had developed some great coping mechanisms or some crap like that.  But anyway….

There is a mountain, then there isn’t a mountain, then there just is.  I LOVE THIS QUOTE.  I heard it on the Dr.Laura show, which I loooooove also.  To me, it means that there is a struggle, then there isn’t a struggle, then you can just be.  Just exist.  Just live.  How awesome.

Let it go; this too shall pass.  Nothing is permanent.  Good or bad.

Someone will irritate you today.  Don’t let them.  You can’t avoid being irritated by one of these 7 billion fools  human beings that dwell of earth.  So just let them be annoying and then don’t get annoyed.  Be the master.

I live here because I am too much gorilla and not enough human.  Or in my case, I live here because I am too much child and not enough adult.

I am a litmus test for quality.  https://theothercourtney.wordpress.com/2011/10/01/litmus-test-for-quality/          I stole that from her.  I hope that’s okay… I’m not really sure how this blogging thing works…

For one swallow does not make a summer, nor does one day, and so too one day or a short time does not make a man blessed and happy.

To Save the Mail

We have reached the sad day on which the United States Postal Service begins its slow decline.  The USPS has announced that it will suspend delivery on Saturdays.  

We have also reached the sad day on which I begin my slow decline into a black hole of sadness, thanks to the announcement in the first paragraph.  

The USPS has been a part of my life forever.  Not just a tiny part, like UPS has been, but a major part.  Almost as major as my family has been.  The USPS has allowed me to connect with some of my favorite people across the globe including, but not limited to: my pen pal in Japan, who is awesome but I haven’t heard from; my pen pal in Michigan, who I love so much and am so glad that I met her this summer; my 6th grade English teacher, who has been one of the biggest influences in my life and has supported me throughout my time on this globe; my family in Chicago, who sends me cards; my cousins in Chicago, who send me drawings that make me smile; my friend at school, who spends her summers in Ireland and to whom I send letters to like the one that is located below.  And a whole numerous of people that I have forgotten.  

The mail is what I look forward to when my days have been terrible.  The mail is there every, single day, except on Sundays.  And now maybe except on Saturdays.  With this new provision, we could be without mail for three days in a row.  Say that Christmas is Friday.  No mail.  Next comes Saturday. No mail.  Then Sunday.  No mail.  And now we reach Monday, and a whole pile of mail greets me.  Mail that should have been in my hands two days ago.  

How my life will be changed without the Saturday mail

1.  My pen pals and I won’t be able to send as many letters in our lifetime due to the loss of Saturday mail.  We will not be able to foster as deep of a relationship.

2.  I will have to wait an extra day to read Real Simple.  Part of my soul lives in Real Simple.  If I were a horcrux, it would be Real Simple. 

3.  Families might be broken up because their Christmas cards would reach the family after Christmas, which would cause a huge fight because one relative forgot about another and then sent them a card late (only out of guilt).

Bottom line is that the mail has to hibernate for an additional day.  But day leads to another.  And I fear that the USPS will soon be laid to rest.

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