17th February 2009

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blaah. you know how sometimes you just feel blah…

that’s how i have felt the past couple of days.

today i read this story for my english class that made me think a lot about the realtionships that i have in my life.

the name if the story was called beast in the jungle.

In this story a man and woman meet one summer in europe and become friends. The man has a huge secret that he told this woman during this summer.

When the summer ended the man and woman did not talk very much but were reunited at the woman’s Aunts funeral. When they begin talking the woman reminds the man of the secret that he shared with her that summer.

After being reminded the man and woman shared this connection and became the best of friends…

the woman throughout the story devotes herself to the man, keeping his secret and honoring their friendship. “She at least never spoke of the secret of his life excepts “the real thruth about you,” and she had in fact a wonderful way of making it seem, as such, the secret of her own life too.”

the man in the relationships only thinks about himself, but constantly depends on the woman for her emotions and attachment to him.

All the woman wants is love, all the man wants is the womans love and something else that he is searching for… a secret that he wants to reveal.

The woman ends up dying, and the man ends up having a huge mental breakdown. he realizes what an amazing person the woman was, and he realizes how much he loved her but was so caught up in his own life and problems that he did not  see that. he never loved her as he should have even though she entended her love and care for him consistantly thorughout her life…

the man at the end of the story ends up laying on top of the womans grave wishing that he had not made such a mistake. “she loved him for himself; whereas he had never thought of her but in the chill of his own egotism and the light of her use.”

… i feel like this story relates to everyones lives.

this is an exampole of why i love literature so so much. because no matter how much you don’t want to get something out of it, you almost always have to.

i feel like every person takes their relationships with others for granted. i also feel like there is always at least one relationship in your life where one person is ALWAYS more attached than you are.

i don’t know why i am really even thinking about this… i just thought that this story was so relevent to my life, to my friends lives, to anyones life really.

i mean really, i think that sometimes you get so caught up and so jaded by what you want and by what you deem as important in life that the relationships you have with people that really care about you get thrown on the backburner.

new things are fun, new people rock… but when you let new and unkown things overflow your senses you might just loose what you really love but are too blind to see.

in this story the main character had a woman in his life that loved and cared for him so much that she was willing to keep the secret that he held, make that secret apart of her own life. Whereas he became so enfatuated with experiementing and trying out new things that he just expected her to be there for him all the time. when she died he had finally realized just how important she was to him…

i guess what i am trying to get at is that he didn’t know what he had was so awesome untill it was gone.

look at your relationships, see what is important in them, realize how much people care about you and don’t let someone be more attached to you than you are to them…

take a step back and be thankful for what you have. don’t become clouded by things that seem new and exciting to you. realize what you’ve got before it goes away.