My relation with Notre Dame de Paris

Well, yesterday, Thursday, March 16, 2006, I went to see Brokeback Mountain again... I thought I could wait until the DVD comes out, but I couldn't. However, I think I can now go without seeing it for two weeks. I cried at the movie... Again... The tears were flowing out of the corner of my eyes...

But all during the day yesterday, I thought about the subject of love and relationships. For example, I was listening to some songs (and watching some clips) of the musical Notre Dame de Paris (Hunchback of Notre Dame in English). I like two songs in particular, and I'm sure I like others, but I haven't discovered the whole DVD yet. The two songs I like are Belle and Ma Maison c'est ta maison. (In English, it's Beautiful and My abode is your abode).

This was when I started thinking about the three way love triangle... Phoebus, who is engaged to Fleur-de-Lys, loves Esmeralda; Frollo, who is a priest, loves Esmeralda; and Quasimodo, who has a disfigured face, loves Esmeralda. However, the first two only claim they love Esmeralda, since one of them allows her to be hung to death, and the other one uses the fact that he can save Esmeralda, but only if she loves him back. If not, he would also allow her to be hung. It is at the end of the story that we realize Quasimodo was the only one who loved her truly.

I feel like I'm Quasimodo. I don't have the disfigured face, but I feel that no one really looks at me from a relationship standpoint, even though I'm the one that truly expresses his thoughts and feelings, and my feelings are genuine.

I also read online yesterday an article about guys who wear blue, and guys who have a lot of blue in their wardrobe. Apparently, guys who wear blue are dependable, stable, and relationship type material. They can also match their own clothes... And what was I wearing to speed dating? Blue! Did anyone notice? Probably not. I also own a lot of blue in my wardrobe.