The Day After...

Firstly, I would just like to thank everyone for wishing me a happy birthday. Seeing the followers box starting to fill up is great. Thanks again everyone. If I ever hit 50 followers I will hold a contest to show you all my appreciation.

Secondly, my birthday! I had a great afternoon/night with my girlfriends. Nothing flash since it was my 19th, just a nice night out. Dinner flowed by a movie. But, not just any movie, "The Rocky Horror Picture Show". One of my all time favourite movies. I just love it! We saw it at the old Regent theatre, which is unfortunately going to be demolished for a stupid business building. Like we need more of them in the city. The theatre reminds me a lot of the Phantom of the Opera's theatre. If I had the money I would buy it myself and never see it torn down, but I don't :(

And this is just inside one of the 4 theatres. The foyer is just one big piece of art work. It should really be an historic landmark.

Now for something more uplifting. Two of my favourite songs from the "Rocky Horror Picture Show".

I'm looking forward to buying lots of books with my birthday money. Uni holidays are this July! So, lots of reading and writing will ensue. Exams are next week. Ekk! Study time.

BIRTHDAY + Unending Love

Its my birthday today! My day is just beginning and the celebrations will start this afternoon. I'm excited for the day ahead. It's nice to be able to just go out with friends and have a good time. I've been so busy lately that that stuff is a rare occurrence.

I thought today I would leave you with a poem. Not something I've written, but one of my favourite poems. It's not a poem associated with new life, more with death, which may not be so appropriate for a birthday post, but its my birthday and I make the rules, lol.

Here it is "Unending Love" by Rabindranath Tagore

I seem to have loved you in numberless forms, numberless times…

In life after life, in age after age, forever.

My spellbound heart has made and remade the necklace of songs,

That you take as a gift, wear round your neck in your many forms,

In life after life, in age after age, forever.



Whenever I hear old chronicles of love, it's age-old pain,

It's ancient tale of being apart or together.

As I stare on and on into the past, in the end you emerge,

Clad in the light of a pole-star piercing the darkness of time:

You become an image of what is remembered forever.



You and I have floated here on the stream that brings from the fount.

At the heart of time, love of one for another.

We have played along side millions of lovers, shared in the same

Shy sweetness of meeting, the same distressful tears of farewell-

Old love but in shapes that renew and renew forever.



Today it is heaped at your feet, it has found its end in you

The love of all man’s days both past and forever:

Universal joy, universal sorrow, universal life.

The memories of all loves merging with this one love of ours –

And the songs of every poet past and forever.

Have a great day!