Five Letter Word
I've lived for a long time – around thirty-four years. Thirty-four years! That probably comes as a shock to you. I know – most people live to a fifty, at least. But that's not me.
I've lived for thirty-four years and I have studied people's feelings for a little over five. I've come to a realization, I learnt what they're top five list of thoughts come from.
5. The one letter word –I
We think of 'I' – us – in three ways. Either we loathe ourselves, we think we're just about the best person in the world, or we don't think about ourselves at all.
I know one of each. The person who hates himself – Chandler Bing. My best friend. He thinks he's terrible, he thinks he's crummy, he thinks he's extremely ugly *opposite - yummy* and he thinks he can't say proper jokes. I never really agree with him, but that's totally another story.
The other one, the person who thinks he can't BE any better. Oops, sorry, been hanging round my mate too much. He's Ross. Ross Geller. I know he's my brother, but I can't help feeling that Ross thinks he's all high and mighty. Of course, I stopped feeling that after the car-crash, but then again, that, too, is another story.
Phoebe Buffay-Geller. My sister-in-law. One who doesn't think about herself at all. She's one of the sweetest people I know. She thinks so much about others – she was too considerate to tell Rachel **tell ya later** that her freaky boyfriend was cheating on her with herself. She actually had her brother's baby **not like that, eww!!!**. She couldn't tell Ross that she couldn't ride the bike he bought her. Yep, more stories. I'll leave those for later too.
So that's my description of 'I'.
4. The two letter word – no
Yeah, fine, that's a weird word. But you'd never believe the things people say. Most of their words are like 'No, I won't do this,', 'No, I can't do that,', 'No, I can't believe she did that!'. Their thoughts are so…negative.
I'd come up with a list of people like this but I haven't thought enough about this yet.
3. The three letter word – try
We've tried in so many ways – most of these tries come up successfully. Other times, not. But we still try. And because of this, we accomplish, or we lose. It's always one of these.
2. The four letter word – life
Life. Four letters. So little space on a piece of paper, but actually a huge meaning. Life. Without this can we exist? No. Without this can we live? No. We need life. All the time. When I died, I lost my life. I came up here. So we need life, it's the best thing on earth. Not beauty, not knowledge. Life.
1. The five letter word – death
D. e. a. t. h. (yes, Chandler, I can spell) Everyone's afraid of this. They'll lose their friends, their family, their…*everything*. Of course, we get an almost-real-thing up here in heaven and all the stuff you have is simulated so it looks like where you lived before. But that's not the point.
Everyone's thoughts are contaminated with death. Their thoughts always lead up to death. Like, 'Should I do this? Will I die?' when you're asked to bungee jump. Like, 'I feel so depressed. Should I die?' when you feel down and you feel like nothing can make you happy again. Like, 'This is so scary. I'm going to die,' when you get on a new weird ride and it's soooo freaky. Okay, fine, that's just me.
Even when you're happy. Some deep thinking people always think and think and think and then it leads to death. Like, 'This is so perfect. My life is wonderful. I can't wait to get to Australia. It's been so long since I went by plane…but what if the engine stops working? What if there's a hijacked on the plane and I smash into another tall tower like the World Trade Center? What if…I die?'
It's always amused me, as I read through online blogs, journals and diaries, how everyone seems to think these five things. It's so weird, yet I was afraid of these too. Yes, me, Monica Geller-Bing. The 'dead' friend of Chandler Bing, Rachel Green, Joey Tribbiani, Ross Geller, Phoebe Buffay-Geller. Me. That's why I've decided to write a new online diary -
Heavenly Life.
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Disclaimer – Don't make me cry. You guys already know I'm not David Crane or Martha Kauffman. Please don't make me cry. I WANT THEM!!!! :_(
A/N – My first Friends fic. It's kind of a depressing topic to start with, I know, but I've been reading so many depressing Friends fics I know this is not that bad a start. It's not as bad as those others that were written just to make people cry. So that's why I guess I'm here.
I've always wanted to see if there heaven really exists. But then I realised that to see that, you'd have to die. And what if there's no heaven? Then I'll die forever. So I'm just putting this thing up to show what I really think lies in heaven.
Please review!!
I've lived for a long time – around thirty-four years. Thirty-four years! That probably comes as a shock to you. I know – most people live to a fifty, at least. But that's not me.
I've lived for thirty-four years and I have studied people's feelings for a little over five. I've come to a realization, I learnt what they're top five list of thoughts come from.
5. The one letter word –I
We think of 'I' – us – in three ways. Either we loathe ourselves, we think we're just about the best person in the world, or we don't think about ourselves at all.
I know one of each. The person who hates himself – Chandler Bing. My best friend. He thinks he's terrible, he thinks he's crummy, he thinks he's extremely ugly *opposite - yummy* and he thinks he can't say proper jokes. I never really agree with him, but that's totally another story.
The other one, the person who thinks he can't BE any better. Oops, sorry, been hanging round my mate too much. He's Ross. Ross Geller. I know he's my brother, but I can't help feeling that Ross thinks he's all high and mighty. Of course, I stopped feeling that after the car-crash, but then again, that, too, is another story.
Phoebe Buffay-Geller. My sister-in-law. One who doesn't think about herself at all. She's one of the sweetest people I know. She thinks so much about others – she was too considerate to tell Rachel **tell ya later** that her freaky boyfriend was cheating on her with herself. She actually had her brother's baby **not like that, eww!!!**. She couldn't tell Ross that she couldn't ride the bike he bought her. Yep, more stories. I'll leave those for later too.
So that's my description of 'I'.
4. The two letter word – no
Yeah, fine, that's a weird word. But you'd never believe the things people say. Most of their words are like 'No, I won't do this,', 'No, I can't do that,', 'No, I can't believe she did that!'. Their thoughts are so…negative.
I'd come up with a list of people like this but I haven't thought enough about this yet.
3. The three letter word – try
We've tried in so many ways – most of these tries come up successfully. Other times, not. But we still try. And because of this, we accomplish, or we lose. It's always one of these.
2. The four letter word – life
Life. Four letters. So little space on a piece of paper, but actually a huge meaning. Life. Without this can we exist? No. Without this can we live? No. We need life. All the time. When I died, I lost my life. I came up here. So we need life, it's the best thing on earth. Not beauty, not knowledge. Life.
1. The five letter word – death
D. e. a. t. h. (yes, Chandler, I can spell) Everyone's afraid of this. They'll lose their friends, their family, their…*everything*. Of course, we get an almost-real-thing up here in heaven and all the stuff you have is simulated so it looks like where you lived before. But that's not the point.
Everyone's thoughts are contaminated with death. Their thoughts always lead up to death. Like, 'Should I do this? Will I die?' when you're asked to bungee jump. Like, 'I feel so depressed. Should I die?' when you feel down and you feel like nothing can make you happy again. Like, 'This is so scary. I'm going to die,' when you get on a new weird ride and it's soooo freaky. Okay, fine, that's just me.
Even when you're happy. Some deep thinking people always think and think and think and then it leads to death. Like, 'This is so perfect. My life is wonderful. I can't wait to get to Australia. It's been so long since I went by plane…but what if the engine stops working? What if there's a hijacked on the plane and I smash into another tall tower like the World Trade Center? What if…I die?'
It's always amused me, as I read through online blogs, journals and diaries, how everyone seems to think these five things. It's so weird, yet I was afraid of these too. Yes, me, Monica Geller-Bing. The 'dead' friend of Chandler Bing, Rachel Green, Joey Tribbiani, Ross Geller, Phoebe Buffay-Geller. Me. That's why I've decided to write a new online diary -
Heavenly Life.
-=-=-=-=-=-
Disclaimer – Don't make me cry. You guys already know I'm not David Crane or Martha Kauffman. Please don't make me cry. I WANT THEM!!!! :_(
A/N – My first Friends fic. It's kind of a depressing topic to start with, I know, but I've been reading so many depressing Friends fics I know this is not that bad a start. It's not as bad as those others that were written just to make people cry. So that's why I guess I'm here.
I've always wanted to see if there heaven really exists. But then I realised that to see that, you'd have to die. And what if there's no heaven? Then I'll die forever. So I'm just putting this thing up to show what I really think lies in heaven.
Please review!!