Same Difference
“Why be capable of feelings if you’re not meant to have them? Why long for things if they’re not meant to be had?” – Isolde in Tristan and Isolde
Wow. It’s amazing how two different people in opposite situations have the same questions, the same complaints. I mean here’s a woman who is literally being fought over by noble men speaking out the very words in the heart of a girl who’d have any of those men fighting over her (preferably James Franco or Henry Cavill…though the latter wasn’t really one of the guys contending for Isolde’s hand). How ironic can the world be?! Here’s Isolde complaining about not having the one thing/person she yearns for, the only one that could truly make her happy. Then here I am complaining about the same damn thing. The difference lies in the situations we are (were?) in…she can’t have her dear Tristan because she belongs to someone else while I can’t have anybody even though I belong to no one. The world has found yet another way of mocking me, of persecuting me. sigh. Too much Hollywood in my system…maybe I should stop watching movies with medieval themes so that I could stop envying the gorgeous leading ladies (I mean, God! they’re fictional and they have gorgeous guys and wonderful wardrobe while I get ——-!)…at least until I find someone who’ll watch it with me, someone who’ll give me no reason to envy the ladies on the screen – ahem!
Now if you’ll excuse me, I have some hunting (more like haunting) to do… ;P
