Learn Some Respect

I just found out that a girl I went to high school with, died yesterday. It was one of the most shocking things I've ever heard and of course, it came from the biggest source of information nowadays, facebook.

She was so popular and bubbly and nice to everyone, it's hard to think of her as really being gone. I didn't get to know her very well, but she was the best friend of many friends of mine. I wish I had gotten to know her better...
One of the worst things though? See, one of her best friends (that I know of) created a memorial group for her. It was amazing to see the amount of people's lives that she touched and how many people really cared. But, even thought the group was just made today, it has already been hacked & spammed. It's honestly very disgusting to see these "people" posting fake comments on the wall about "who killed her" and "how they did it" and "what a [expletive] she was" etc. They didn't know her from Eve I'm sure, and to say those things about *anyone* has to be one of the greatest tragedies. She was a good person (as far as I know), and even still, no one deserves that. It makes me sick to think that this is what technology is bringing the world to. Spamming someone's memorial? No one would ever do that in "real life", so why do that online? No matter who died, it's a terrible loss for the people who were close to her, and the people who she knew. And it's horrible that people would take the time out of their day to terrorize a group like that. I am honestly disgusted and don't know what else to say...


One of her friends posted this on her personal profile's wall:

You can shed tears that she is gone
or you can smile because she has lived.

You can close your eyes and pray that she'll come back
or you can open your eyes and see all she's left.

Your heart can be empty because you can't see her
or you can be full of the love you shared.

You can turn your back on tomorrow and live yesterday
or you can be happy for tomorrow because of yesterday.

You can remember her and only that she's gone
or you can cherish her memory and let it live on.

You can cry and close your mind, be empty and turn your back
or you can do what she'd want: smile, open your eyes, love and go on.


<3 RIP A-M. B.


EDIT:
Another friend posted this on her personal wall and I feel that it means a lot:
"The Gods envy us, they envy us because we are mortal. Because any moment can be our last. Everything is more beautiful because we're doomed. You will never be lovlier than you are right now.We will never be here again."-Achilles

Romance

Alright, so this post might sound a bit strange. I'm just warning you...No, no I'm kidding it's not that weird. For me.

When we were doing South America (in Destinations I) I heard that name Chimborazo, the name of a famous mountain in Equador. I didn't really know where I had heard it before but I knew I did...Then I looked at the map that my teacher had given us and I also saw the name Cotopaxi...and then I definitely knew that these two names had somehow gone hand in hand in a memory of mine.
But really I had no clue what they were from (besides places in Equador), so I kind of just let it pass (this was a few weeks ago)

And then I just started to remember, they were from a poem that I used to LOVE (before I knew Equador, and when I barely knew what a poem was). I remember reading it in a book that we have somewhere in the house, a red book.
And I remember how when I read it it made me feel. I remember not knowing what I felt...but I did feel something. And it just made me feel ...nice reading it. (Btw nice is such an overused but under appreciated word. Saying something nice doesn't mean it's bad or even less than something else...it's just...nice :) (Not that it's a happy-go-lucky kinda poem either, it's just...a really great poem) It was romantic (that much I could tell) but not in a man and woman romance kind of way...It was romantic in the same way that a train is...hard to explain but it has that mysterious, romantic, take-you-away kind of feeling.

(I also loved She walks in Beauty by Lord Byron. Same red book. Same feeling of not knowing what the h the authors meant but knowing that they meant something important)

And now I found that poem again!! Not in the red book, but I'm sure that's somewhere around here. It's Romance by W.J. Turner

I hope you read it and love it as much as I did/do:



When I was but thirteen or so
I went into a golden land,
Chimborazo, Cotopaxi
Took me by the hand.

My father died, my brother too,
They passed like fleeting dreams,
I stood where Popocatapetl
In the sunlight gleams.

I dimly heard the master's voice
And boys far-off at play,
Chimborazo, Cotopaxi
Had stolen me away.

I walked in a great golden dream
To and fro from school--
Shining Popocatapetl
The dusty streets did rule.

I walked home with a gold dark boy,
And never a word I'd say,
Chimborazo, Cotopaxi
Had taken my speech away:

I gazed entranced upon his face
Fairer than any flower--
O shining Popocatapetl
It was thy magic hour:

The houses, people, traffic seemed
Thin fading dreams by day,
Chimborazo, Cotopaxi
They had stolen my soul away!