I was driving to work one morning and I heard this on the radio
"This XXX radio station and we're inviting you to tell us what is the worst love songs that you have ever dedicated or been dedicated. We just heard "Hate that I love you" by Rihanna featuring Ne-yo. We just had a caller calling telling us that she cried when she heard that song as she'd just broken up with her bf recently and it really speaks to her. We're sorry to hear about the break-up, XXX, and we hope you'll feel better soon."
"Coming up next, Pink with "Please don't leave me."
Is it just me or would other people find it funny too? If you don't, it's not important.. just simply only.
Saturday, October 31, 2009
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
when context and time and place matters
"rest assured
that u dont look anywhere near happy
that is a compliment"
^_-
that u dont look anywhere near happy
that is a compliment"
^_-
Thursday, October 15, 2009
good morning
"..Hello, I've just got to let you know
'Cause I wonder where you are
And I wonder what you do
Are you somewhere feeling lonely, or is someone loving you?
Tell me how to win your heart
For I haven't got a clue
But let me start by saying, I love you ... "
'Cause I wonder where you are
And I wonder what you do
Are you somewhere feeling lonely, or is someone loving you?
Tell me how to win your heart
For I haven't got a clue
But let me start by saying, I love you ... "
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
bits of one of the songs from the recital
"..God knows it's easy to hide,
From the things that you feel
And harder to blindly trust
What you can't understand
God knows it's easy to run,
From the people you love
And harder to stand and fight
For the things you believe.."
stolen from WWL (she already googled it)
From the things that you feel
And harder to blindly trust
What you can't understand
God knows it's easy to run,
From the people you love
And harder to stand and fight
For the things you believe.."
stolen from WWL (she already googled it)
Tuesday, October 06, 2009
History
There are certain lessons to be learnt from history.
How wars are lost
How wars are won
Why a civilization fell,
how doing something right can be the best thing you ever did
If you can't learn from the past then you're doomed to forever repeat your mistakes.
How I will never lend a certain someone money because they start coming up with all sort of excuses how they can't pay you
How I will never expect anything from certain people because those expectations would be unreasonable and unattainable by their standards
How I will not draw/imagine patterns where there are none.
Those are the lessons you learn amongst others.
So who says history isn't important?
;)
How wars are lost
How wars are won
Why a civilization fell,
how doing something right can be the best thing you ever did
If you can't learn from the past then you're doomed to forever repeat your mistakes.
How I will never lend a certain someone money because they start coming up with all sort of excuses how they can't pay you
How I will never expect anything from certain people because those expectations would be unreasonable and unattainable by their standards
How I will not draw/imagine patterns where there are none.
Those are the lessons you learn amongst others.
So who says history isn't important?
;)
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Oh you make me smile
"You make me smile like the sun
Fall out of bed, sing like a bird
Dizzy in my head, spin like a record
Crazy on a Sunday night
You make me dance like a fool
Forget how to breathe
Shine like gold, buzz like a bee
Just the thought of you can drive me wild
Ohh, you make me smile"
Fall out of bed, sing like a bird
Dizzy in my head, spin like a record
Crazy on a Sunday night
You make me dance like a fool
Forget how to breathe
Shine like gold, buzz like a bee
Just the thought of you can drive me wild
Ohh, you make me smile"
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
finito
The ending's already written.
I know it deep down inside.
But still I try to eke what I can out of it.
To try and temper the bitter.
I know it deep down inside.
But still I try to eke what I can out of it.
To try and temper the bitter.
Saturday, September 19, 2009
The difference..
between hope and wish
I hope for something..
and I wish for something..
Feel the difference?
i.e.
I wish but I don't hope.
I hope for something..
and I wish for something..
Feel the difference?
i.e.
I wish but I don't hope.
Tuesday, September 08, 2009
Friday, September 04, 2009
Thursday, September 03, 2009
As honest as honest does
As another year draws to a close,
I've come to the realisation that I feel older now.. much more than that can be explained by mere age alone.
It's probably the fact that as we grow older, we tend to be less honest with ourselves, with the world around us.
e.g.
I'm lazy yet I push myself to work.. that's a struggle in itself
I'm trying to hold my tongue when my first urge would be to just blurt it out
I wrestle with my conscience to do the right thing
I struggle with my impatience when things just won't proceed as planned
I curb my inherent pushiness in an effort to get along
Every action is deliberate, each one of them an effort in itself.
I'm tired...
Common denominator seems to be "I".
but then it IS all about me.
AND it doesn't have to make sense.
I've come to the realisation that I feel older now.. much more than that can be explained by mere age alone.
It's probably the fact that as we grow older, we tend to be less honest with ourselves, with the world around us.
e.g.
I'm lazy yet I push myself to work.. that's a struggle in itself
I'm trying to hold my tongue when my first urge would be to just blurt it out
I wrestle with my conscience to do the right thing
I struggle with my impatience when things just won't proceed as planned
I curb my inherent pushiness in an effort to get along
Every action is deliberate, each one of them an effort in itself.
I'm tired...
Common denominator seems to be "I".
but then it IS all about me.
AND it doesn't have to make sense.
Wednesday, August 05, 2009
gah
i need a new word
frustration isn't quite cutting the mustard.
I think I tore almost everyone on both sides a new one because they were all so fucking lax.
I hate, ABSOLUTELY HATE a lack of intensity. People who do things half assed can go kill themselves in some jungle somewhere.
and please
not everything is about you. I function without you, you realise.
geez.
frustration isn't quite cutting the mustard.
I think I tore almost everyone on both sides a new one because they were all so fucking lax.
I hate, ABSOLUTELY HATE a lack of intensity. People who do things half assed can go kill themselves in some jungle somewhere.
and please
not everything is about you. I function without you, you realise.
geez.
Sunday, July 19, 2009
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
dumdum
sometimes I find it odd that me, the self-professed atheist is prone to mouthing off
"just gotta have faith."
faith in what you ask.
faith in the unknown.
Does that unknown include god?
nope it doesn't.
to which you'll probably say
you're an idiot
"just gotta have faith."
faith in what you ask.
faith in the unknown.
Does that unknown include god?
nope it doesn't.
to which you'll probably say
you're an idiot
Sunday, July 05, 2009
Monday, June 15, 2009
crap.. typical utter drivel
When the burden of guilt overwhelms, the silent wall beckons.
You can scream at it, beat on it with your fists or throw things at it and it won't care. It will endure any and all punishment stoically with nary a peep. If you lean on the wall and weep, there will be no warm embrace to comfort you. Merely a cold hard surface that's unflinching and unyielding.
If you talk to it and listen intently, you'll hear yourself for who you really are. For the words comes back to you and when you listen to it, you'll find that what you thought made perfect sense in your head doesn't make so much sense when said out loud.
This is my silent wall. Thanks for being there.
You can scream at it, beat on it with your fists or throw things at it and it won't care. It will endure any and all punishment stoically with nary a peep. If you lean on the wall and weep, there will be no warm embrace to comfort you. Merely a cold hard surface that's unflinching and unyielding.
If you talk to it and listen intently, you'll hear yourself for who you really are. For the words comes back to you and when you listen to it, you'll find that what you thought made perfect sense in your head doesn't make so much sense when said out loud.
This is my silent wall. Thanks for being there.
Friday, June 05, 2009
no woman no pride..
I think I'm envious with just about every songwriter, poet out there.
Those people who can string words up together and make you feel different things.
I want that kind of power!!!
plus reading minds, flying, invincibility, ermm.. yea.. sorry digression
but I want to y'know have the power to move.
but all I have is the power to annoy.
I guess that's a kind of movement.
Those people who can string words up together and make you feel different things.
I want that kind of power!!!
plus reading minds, flying, invincibility, ermm.. yea.. sorry digression
but I want to y'know have the power to move.
but all I have is the power to annoy.
I guess that's a kind of movement.
Thursday, May 14, 2009
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