|Damn The Tequila
||[Mar. 14th, 2006|06:12 am]
The Cheeky Monkey
Cristina: The problem is estrogen.|
Meredith: No, the problem is tequila.
It's not a day on the calendar. Not a birthday, not a new year. It's an event, big or small, something that changes us. Ideally, it gives us hope. A new way of living and looking at the world. Letting go of old habits, old memories . . . What's important is that we never stop believing we can have a new beginning. But it's also important to remember that amid all the crap . . . are a few things worth holding on to.
Derek: Oh... I usually just say “Meredith” and then you yell at me. I haven’t thought past that point. I actually didn’t have anything planned.
Cristina: You are eight feet tall. Your boobs are perfect. Your hair is down to there. If I was you I would just walk around naked all the time. I wouldn't have a job, I wouldn't have any skills, I wouldn't even know how to read. I would just be... naked.
Izzie: It's makeup. It's retouching.
Cristina: You get that we hate you, right?
Meredith: I've moved on. So don't give me that look.
Derek: what look?
Meredith: That look. Our look. I'm over you.
Derek: I'm over you too.
Meredith: you are?
Meredith: oh, well. I am. Over you.
Derek: I'm over you too.
Meredith: you just said- shut up.
Four hundred years ago, another well-known English guy had an opinion about being alone. John Donne. He thought we were never alone. Of course, it was fancier when he said it. "No man is an island entire unto himself." Boil down that island talk, and he just meant that all anyone needs is someone to step in and let us know we're not alone.
How do you know how much is too much? too much too soon, too much information, too much fun, too much love, too much to ask? and when is it all just too much to bear?
Meredith: Don't look at me like that, like you've seen me naked.
Derek: It's not the chase.
Derek: You and me. It is not the thrill of the chase. It's not a game. It's… it's your tiny ineffectual fists. And your hair.
Meredith: My hair?
Derek: It smells good. And you're very, very ballsy. It keeps me in line.
Meredith: I'm still not going out with you.
Derek: You say that now.
Dr. Bailey: All you people ever think about is how to get into somebody's pants. You're nasty. [slaps George] That's why you got syphilis.
Sometimes reality has a way of sneaking up and biting us on the ass. And when the dam bursts, all you can do is swim. The world of pretend is a cage, not a cocoon. We can only lie to ourselves for so long. We are tired. We are scared. Denying it doesn’t change the truth. Sooner or later, we have to put aside our denial and face the world, head on, guns blazing. Denial. It’s not just a river in Egypt. It’s a freakin’ ocean. So how do you keep from drowning in it?
Pain comes in all forms. The small twinge, a bit of soreness, the random pain, the normal pains we live with everyday. Then there's the kind of pain you can't ignore. A level of pain so great that it blocks out everything else... makes the rest of the world fade away, until all we can think about is how much we hurt. How we manage our pain is up to us. Pain, we anestitize, ride it out, embrace it, ignore it. and for some of us the best way to manage pain is to just push through it
Alex: Why are you helping me?
Izzie: [yells] 'Cause it's what Jesus would freaking do!
Yeah, so this has been my life the past 3 weeks..past the pain, past the emotional pain, past the hell of loving someone you can't. This has been me, and this isn't me, and when I wake up, I'll keep telling myself this isn't me because I'm not ready to rip off that band aid yet and let the flesh wound over my heart breathe and heal...it still hurts too freaking much and even though I know it won't heal faster, I want a scar to look back on so I can say "look..don't do this again".