Garden State Soundtrack Artist: Colin Hay Song: I Just Don't Think I'll Ever Get Over You
I drink good coffee every morning Comes from a place that's far away And when I'm done I feel like talking Without you here there is less to say
I don't want you thinking I'm unhappy What is closer to the truth That if I lived till I was 102 I just don't think I'll ever get over you
I'm no longer moved to drink strong whisky 'Cause I shook the hand of time and I knew That if I lived till I could no longer climb my stairs I just don't think I'll ever get over you
Your face it dances and it haunts me Your laughter's still ringing in my ears I still find pieces of your presence here Even after all these years
But I don't want you thinking I don't get asked to dinner 'Cause I'm here to say that I sometimes do Even though I may soon feel the touch of love I just don't think I'll ever get over you
COUNTDOWN host Richard Whiteley died last night following surgery for a heart condition.
Richard, 61, fronted the Channel 4 word quiz for 23 years.
His co-presenter Carol Vorderman was said to be "in a complete state of shock".
The TV housewives' favourite passed away with his girlfriend Kathryn Apanowicz by his side.
Richard lost his brave battle against severe heart illness after an emergency operation.
I used to watch Countdown after coming back from class when I was still an undergraduate student (or was it when I was doing my A-Levels?). Back then Carol Vorderman was her quaint and motherly self, unlike the sexy vamp she is today (hehe).
Anyway, I can't remember the last time I watched the show. I think it's due to the fact that it comes on during working hours on weekdays, possibly aimed towards housewives.
Even so, I can't help but feel that a small part of me has been lost.
He will be so dearly missed.
"I'll have a consonant, a vowel, another vowel, a consonant, another consonant. Another consonant, a vowel, a consonant and a final consonant please Carol."
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You are hurting me. Why are you so mean and nasty to me?
I’m doing this because you can’t seem to give me what I ask for; peace. You keep coming back to haunt me. Please go away.
You said you love me. Why are you doing this to me?
I do love you. But you don’t seem to understand that if you don’t love me back, you need to give me some space. Not continue to be my best friend and pretend that nothing ever happened. That is just plain cruel. We can still be friends, perhaps in 5 to 10 years, maybe sooner, maybe later even.. but definitely not at this moment.. not now. Please go away.
You’re ignoring/avoiding me like I have leprosy. Why?
At this moment in time, I need to distance myself from you. You’re constantly on my mind and I need to disperse that to be able to get on with my life. Showing up at an event where you already knew I was going to be present did not exactly score any high marks. Please go away.
Why do you have to post that entry up on your blog? Why does the whole world have to know?
This blog is a place where I vent out my thoughts, feelings and emotions. What do you expect me to do? Tell my friends? Oh wait, I already did that. Where are they now? That’s right. They’ve left me. Why are you so worried about people discovering about your true character? You’re still thinking only about yourself aren’t you? Please go away.
You made me find my own way home from the airport. I had to carry my heavy luggage myself and had to walk pass a dodgy area that had some men looking at me in a funny way.
It has come to a point where you need to realise that you cannot expect me to drop everything just for you, and it makes no difference if you tell me if you’re a poor helpless little girl. Plus, you had my house keys and I let you spend the night. Please go away.
What if I never made it home? What if I never called to let you know? Would you have dropped everything then?
It saddens me to know that you’re only thinking about that NOW and not before you make the journey. Perhaps now you finally realise the true meaning of the phrase “courtesy call”. Your extra bag, house keys and car keys were at my place for safekeeping. That is why I waited for you at the airport the other day. It was agreed that I should pick you up. You also said you wanted to spend time with me. But you changed your flight without telling. And later you criticised me on my own blog because people know who you are. Please go away.
I’ve learnt my lesson. I’m sorry.
It’s a bit too late now. And your apology didn’t sound very sincere either. Or it could be just because I’m still grumpy. Either way, you can do better than that, if you truly value what we had that is. Please go away.
You’re mad at me for not returning your kind gestures? I didn’t ask for all that. You wanted to do them in your own sincerity.
Right, so you would actually continue to let me buy you expensive gifts, take you to concerts and movies, travel over long distances just to see you, sacrifice a lot of my time for the rest of my pitiful life, just because it’s OK with you? That’s very kind of you. Please go away.
Why do you have to put nasty messages on your Yahoo Messenger status? I was already feeling low and felt lower when I saw them.
I’m very frustrated and disappointed at the moment. I’m also very upset. It’s a normal reaction. You expect me to smile at the sky as if I’ve just won the lottery? This is just a temporary. Like everything else, it will pass. Is that too difficult to understand? Please go away.
If you continue to put those messages up, I will have to remove you from my list.
Please do so. Thank you.
Thank you so much.
This has been such an eye-opener for me.
You have got to be the most selfish person I have ever known.
Even when it comes to this, you took me out from your messenger list because you can’t stand the sight of my status messages.
Why? Because you care only about YOURSELF.
My status messages weren’t even rude.
They merely agree to what was on YOURS.
Lastly, I don’t know why I even bothered posting this entry.
Pahdur who-jong ming-goo yahng lurpass, saiya turlah nah-eek kur bandahr Lancaster oontohk burjoompurr durngahn rakahn-rakahn saiya. Saiya burtolahk sirjoorose sirlurpass tar-mud bekuhrjur on Friday. Ahgark kepurr-nutahn joo-gurr saiya sirlurpass memahndoo lurbeeh dahree.. how do you say, ehrmm.. five hours.
Ehrm.. around midnight, saiya tea-bar dee roo-mahh Idlan. Bur-lee-yeow mengah-jug saiya mah-sook oon-torque sir-chah-one coffee. There, saiya joo-gurr burr-joom-purr dur-ngahn Anuar from Madrid.
After that, Idlan mum-bahwur car-mee kur ermm… our accommodation at Lancaster University. Ahgark tur-purrahnjaht joo-gurr car-mee murlee-hard bee-lake car-mee sahngart bur-sahr. Anyway, car-mee tur-pahk-sir ermm.. escort Idlan poo-lung kurr roomah sir-bub tea-duck air-lock ermm.. for girls to jalahn dullahm girlahp.
Pahdur par-ghee Sub-two, car-mee ermm.. drove to Preston withBong, Haliyana and Hadiff dar-lum doo-wurr kuhraytar oon-torque muhmburly aiyahm done dahgeeng. Saiya, Idlan done Anuar suhm-part ermm.. had our breakfast dee McDonalds done burjalahn-jalahn dee Fishergate Shopping Centre.
Sirlurpass mum-burly-burlahh dee KW Foodstores. Car-mee surm-part mem-burly ermm.. take-away from Ali’s Kebab for lunch. Saiya rahsir lurmark-lurmark dahree kebab young saiya makahn eetwo turoos naeek kur ermm.. cheekssaiya. Nothing wrong with putting on a lil' holiday weight, roite? Hehe. Kermoodeeahn, Anuar mem-burlanjuhr car-mee murnon-tone Batman Beginsdee sirboowah pahwagum so-so calledApollo Cinemas dee Morecombe. Saiya rahsir Katie Holmes sahngart ermm.. how you say.. berselera? Erm.. delicious like that hehe.
Kudojoined us afterwards and car-mee purghee kur Windermere dee Lake District. Dee sahnur, Anuar ermm.. bought us all ice cream and it was ermm.. soong-goh surdahp. Dee see-two joogur tur-dahpart banyahk eetehk-eetehk young bursayahp done joogur teaduck bursayahp hehe.
Pahdur malahm eetwo, car-mee buruhmpart purghee makahn malahm dee sirboowah ermm.. restaurant calledSultan of Lancaster. Saiya rahsir makahnun dee seetwo sunggoh lahzart sepurtee Katie Holmes joogur. Yummy.
Eh-soak parghee, sirlurpass bursurapahn narsee with aiyahm masahk luhmark dee ruemahh Idlan, deer mumbour car-mee ke Morecambe sircarlee laghee oontorque murleehard barahng-barahng moorahh dee sirboowahh ermm.. Carboot Sale. Saiya turlahh dee ermm.. how you say, conned into memburly sirboowah boocooh boorohks olay sir-ohrahng guardees young kirkoorangahn parkayahn. Kurmoodean car-mee burjalahn-jalahn dee turpee lawoot. Best. Dee seetwo joogur car-mee suhmpart seengahh dee seboowah kur-die boocooh llama. Saiya soongohh ermm.. overwhelmed murleehard soonggoh banyahrk boocooh-boocooh larmur dahn barroo dee seetwo.
Purr-tongue eetwo car-mee kuhmbarly kur Lancaster University ermm.. for a BBQ surmpuhnur menyarmboot hareeh oolahng tahoon Idlan dan Hadiff. Saiya soongoh ermm.. full, sirlurpass munjahmahh makahnan young burmeenyahk done lahzart. Lurbeeh sirjahm kurmoodean, hoojahn tworon sirchara teabar-teabar. Owrahng rahmaee burlahree-lahree muncahree purleendoongahn. But that didn’t stop the BBQ, ear dee tuhrooskahn dee tumpart terdough. Humpier jahm lapahn malahm, saiya burtolahk oontorque poolahng kur London.
Saiya burahsir soonggoh ermm.. happy and had a really good time eventhough purr-nut soonggoh. Car-mee akahn burjoompur lahghee dee London padur boolahn durpan. Jolly good! Hehe.
Blue Eyes Blue Performed by Eric Clapton Composed by Diane Warren
I thought that you'd be loving me I thought you were the one who'd stay forever But now forever's come and gone And I'm still here alone
'Cause you were only playing You were only playing with my heart I was never waiting I was never waiting for the tears to start
It was you who put the clouds around me It was you who made the tears fall down It was you who broke my heart in pieces It was you, it was you who made my blue eyes blue Oh, I never should have trusted you
I thought that I'd be all you need In your eyes I thought I saw my heaven And now my heaven's gone away And I'm out in the cold
'Cause you had me believing You had me believing in a lie Guess I couldn't see it I guess I couldn't see it till I saw goodbye
Chorus
'Cause you were only playing You were only playing with my heart I was never waiting I was never waiting for the tears to start
It was you who put the clouds around me It was you
It was you who put those clouds around me It was you who made those tears fall down Only you who broke my heart in pieces It was you, it was you who made my blue eyes blue Oh, I never should have trusted you
Oh, I never should have trusted you Oh, I never should have trusted you
You come barging into my office initially talking about a work-related issue and in a split micro-second, you tangent off into a subject completely unrelated to what you started.
I can see what you're doing. As soon as I give you some attention, you take that opportunity to ramble on every single thing that is churning in that hormonal-driven mind of yours.
You expect me to help you solve a problem but want me to listen to all your personal stuff at the same time while I have to deal with my own work and deadlines.
And to top it all off, you keep doing the most annoying thing each time you come standing next to my desk, as if you think I don’t notice it.
Well this time, I'm making it blindingly obvious to you...
The last few nights have been the most intenseful moments of my life. I have never felt so infatuated, so ravenous, so dynamic...
...so alive.
It was only three days ago... when she first came to me.
The first night:
From the moment the sun went down... our eyes were locked on each other. We laid down on the floor... didn’t even breathe a word.
I hesitated at first... but managed to pick up the courage. I gently... ever so softly... touched her back. She was cold. She responded with a glow… an aura that could lit up the entire evening sky... much like the full moon over the ocean horizon....
Little that I realise... that my whole world… was about to change... that very second.
The second night:
I must admit... it felt a bit awkward initially... We were both extremely shy. I had a bad case of butterflies in my stomach... accompanied by cold sweat... and excessive salivation. I was extremely nervous... I didn’t know what to do... where to start.
As soon as she lay in my arms... everything fell into place...
Last night:
We were in familiar territory... shyness has no place here.
We both knew what we each had to offer... what we both wanted... and we were both hungry for more... more... more...
...and more.
Today:
I had to leave...
...duty calls.
I was assigned to an important mission.
She didn’t take the news very well.
She didn’t show it... but I could tell.
I told her I wanted to see her again.
She didn’t say anything... but I could tell.
I told her that she means the world to me.
She didn’t respond... but I could tell.
I told her that I had a duty to perform... and that if there were any other way, I would stay behind...
...to be with her.
She turned away.
I know how she felt.
I can tell.
As I embark on my assignment, I couldn’t help thinking...
About us...
The last few nights...
What we had...
I keep asking myself...
Repeatedly...
Over...
And over again...
Could things really work out between us?
Would society accept a high-profile laptop like her to be with a loner dusty astromech droid like me?
Yoda: Premonitions, premonitions, hmmm these visions you have?
Anakin: There of pain, suffering, death.
Yoda: Yourself you speak of, or someone you know?
Anakin: Someone.
Yoda: Close to you?
Anakin: Yes.
Yoda: Careful you must be when sensing the future Anakin, the fear of loss is the path to the Dark Side.
Anakin: I wont let these visions come true Master Yoda.
Yoda: Death is a natural part of life, rejoice for those around you who transform into the Force, mourn them do not, miss them do not, attachment leads to jealousy. The shadow of greed that is.
Anakin: What must I do Master Yoda?
Yoda: Train yourself to let go of everything you fear to lose.
"Solitude is the profoundest fact of the human condition. Man is the only being who knows he is alone." - Octavio Paz, Mexican Poet
"The aim of an argument or discussion should not be victory, but progress." - Joseph Joubert, French Philosopher
"The life of a man is solitary, poor, nasty, brutish and short." - Thomas Hobbes, Natural Law Philosopher
"Every passing minute is a chance to turn it [life] all around." - Sophia Serrano from the movie Vanilla Sky
"There are more things on Heaven and Earth than are dreamt of in your philosophy." - Hamlet, William Shakespeare
"You can always do work, it'll never be finished... but you can't make up for lost time with people you care about." - May of Month-of-May.blogspot.com
"It is better to be hated for what you are than loved for what you are not." - André Paul Guillaume Gide, French Author
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