Title is a quote by Bill Blass, a fashion designer.
Sure, I'll believe it. I think it could be. And here's my reason why.
Red means a whole bunch of things. It symbolizes such things as love, passion, ferocity, ambition, and courage. Why are we sad? We're sad because someone put us down. We're sad because the other person could not return the love. We're sad because we're not as beautiful as the person sitting next to us. We're sad because we're ashamed, disappointed, and scared. Sad sad sad sad saaaaaaaaaad. That is sad.

We need a balance in our lives. If blue means sad. Then red's gotta mean the opposite. Next time I feel sad.. i'll just look @ blood. hahahhahaha.. juuuuuuuuuuust kidding ! ~,^

The article that I read actually has nothing to do with what I just talked about. The article is about how red tomatoes can reduce the risk of cancer. So go read it if you want, but I'm gonna keep on blabbing.

Lately, I've been getting very weird dreams about love, make-up and break-ups. Maybe it's beacuse I've started watching sex & the city (since I have yet to watch all seasons). And obviously all they talk about is sex, love, and relationships. My dreams have been gross and some have been entirely romantic. I'll share one of each. =]

the gross one
i watched an episode of sex & the city last night and carrie had met up with a high school sweetheart of hers. it was 20 years after their high school graduation. Basically, that was what my dream was about. My high school boyfriends had called me up and asked me if i was in town and if i wanted to meet up with them. Come on, it's been 20 years, so i said, sure why not. Unlike Carrie's situation where her boyfriend turned out like david duchovny.. mine turned out like nasty, beer-bellied, smelly, unrefined, and balding guys. the thing that i didn't understand though, was that each took me out to someplace nice... but they were dressed like they were homeless! so i ran away.

the romantic one
takes place in paris, france. where else?! looks like i was studying abroad there. or maybe i was just living there. i was on a boat on the seine heading one direction.. and another boat was passing us in the other direction. i was standing by the rail, admiring the buildings, the atmosphere, the music, the sky, etc, when someone caught my attention on the other boat. he was also doing the same. except he was taking photographs and scribbling something on a notepad. the boats drew nearer to each other.. but obviously not close enough that the boats were touching. maybe i was trying to read what he was scribbling.. but i fell over the edge !!! into the very very unsanitary, dirty seine river. i couldn't swim (altho in real life i can) and was flailing like crazy. That's when he jumped, too. Like the lifesaver that he is, he abandoned his camera & notepad (which also fell in the river) and came to my rescue. He pulled me ashore and ...you know the rest. =)

Fun, huh. I'll share some more when I remember them.
But at least the dreams aren't sad. Well, one was. But at least I won't need to look @ red, eat red tomatoes, or do anything w/ red b/c i'm not that sad.. yet. keke.

happy birthday to everyone in october. october's seriously the best month ever. if you disagree.... then you will answer to my wrath !! rawr.