Tuesday, March 31, 2009
no music, no dream...
DMC wasn't fantastic, but it wasn't bad either. oh well, I just didn't like the way it trivialises jap metal, but i guess the stereotyping is needed to complement the humour in the show. X japan rocks.... Yoshiki rocks even more.... lolz....
Saturday, March 28, 2009
love simply is?
"
She knew there was something wrong. Or, rather, she couldn't possibly not have known what i was feeling, because I had never concealed my love for her, even though I'd only spoken openly of it once. But I would cancel any appointment to see her; I was always there when she needed me; I was trying to build some kind of relationship with her son, in the belief that he would one day call me 'Dad'. I never asked her to stop what she was doing; I accepted her way of life, her decisions; I suffered in silence when she suffered; I was glad when she triumphed; I was proud of her determination.
"why did you turn off the tape recorder?"
I hovered for a second between heaven and hell, between rebellion and submission, between cold reason and destructive emotion. In the end, summoning up all my strength, I managed to control myself. I pressed the button.
"Let's continue."
"
"
'You know, of course, that Andrea doesn't like you.'
'Naturally. but we've been speaking for nearly half an hour about love. Liking has nothing to do with it. Andrea is perfectly capable of fulfilling her mission. She has more experience and more charisma than I do. She learned from my mistakes; she knows that she must be prudent because in an age in which the wild beast of obscurantism is dying, there's bound to be conflict. Andrea may hate me as a person, and that may be why she's developed her gifts so quickly - to prove that she was more able than me. When hatred makes a person grow, it's transformed into one of the many ways of loving.'
"
"
Months later, before she set off to Dubai, I told her that I loved her. She said she felt the same way, but added that we must be prepared to spend long periods apart. Each of us would work in a different country, but true love could withstand such a separation.
That was the only time I dared to ask her: 'Why do you love me?'
She replied: 'I don't know and I don't care'
Now, as I put the finishing touches to these pages, I believe I may have found the answer in her last conversation with the journalist.
Love simply is.
"
Excerpts from The Witch of Portobello by Paulo Coelho
She knew there was something wrong. Or, rather, she couldn't possibly not have known what i was feeling, because I had never concealed my love for her, even though I'd only spoken openly of it once. But I would cancel any appointment to see her; I was always there when she needed me; I was trying to build some kind of relationship with her son, in the belief that he would one day call me 'Dad'. I never asked her to stop what she was doing; I accepted her way of life, her decisions; I suffered in silence when she suffered; I was glad when she triumphed; I was proud of her determination.
"why did you turn off the tape recorder?"
I hovered for a second between heaven and hell, between rebellion and submission, between cold reason and destructive emotion. In the end, summoning up all my strength, I managed to control myself. I pressed the button.
"Let's continue."
"
"
'You know, of course, that Andrea doesn't like you.'
'Naturally. but we've been speaking for nearly half an hour about love. Liking has nothing to do with it. Andrea is perfectly capable of fulfilling her mission. She has more experience and more charisma than I do. She learned from my mistakes; she knows that she must be prudent because in an age in which the wild beast of obscurantism is dying, there's bound to be conflict. Andrea may hate me as a person, and that may be why she's developed her gifts so quickly - to prove that she was more able than me. When hatred makes a person grow, it's transformed into one of the many ways of loving.'
"
"
Months later, before she set off to Dubai, I told her that I loved her. She said she felt the same way, but added that we must be prepared to spend long periods apart. Each of us would work in a different country, but true love could withstand such a separation.
That was the only time I dared to ask her: 'Why do you love me?'
She replied: 'I don't know and I don't care'
Now, as I put the finishing touches to these pages, I believe I may have found the answer in her last conversation with the journalist.
Love simply is.
"
Excerpts from The Witch of Portobello by Paulo Coelho
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
Definitely.... Maybe....
More on stories....
"
Maya: You still have to tell me the story of how you fell in love with her.
Will: I fell in love with her because she was smart, beautiful and fun.
M: So now, she's stupid, ugly and boring?
W: Of course not.
M: Then, what's the problem?
W: It's complicated, Maya.
M: Everything with you is so complicated. I bet if you just told me the story, you'd realise that it's not complicated at all...... That.... you just love her....
W: I know this is tough for you but what were you thinking? That i'm gonna tell you this story and it's gonna make everything better? It does not work this way.
M: Maybe it does, maybe it doesn't. Tell me and we'll find out.
W: No. Game over. It's time for bed.
M: No! It's not time for bed! It's time for you to tell me the story!
W: Maya....
M: I need to know!.....
"
Just watched Definitely, Maybe on dvd. My second time watching, loved the scripting, lots of fantastic dialougue.
Sometimes the snow comes down in june
Sometimes the sun goes round the moon
I see the passion in your eyes
Sometimes its all a big surprise
cause there was a time when all I did was wish
Youd tell me this was love
Its not the way I hoped or how I planned
But somehow its enough
And now were standing face to face
Isnt this world a crazy place
Just when I thought our chance had passed
You go and save the best for last
All of the nights you came to me
When some silly girl had set you free
You wondered how youd make it through
I wondered what was wrong with you
cause how could you give your love to someone else
And share your dreams with me
Sometimes the very thing youre looking for
Is the one thing you cant see
And now were standing face to face
Isnt this world a crazy place
Just when I thought our chance had passed
You go and save the best for last
Sometimes the very thing youre looking for
Is the one thing you cant see
Sometimes the snow comes down in june
Sometimes the sun goes round the moon
Just when I thought our chance had passed
You go and save the best for last
You went and saved the best for last
[Save the best for last - vanessa williams]
The character Will commented in the movie that this song is an excellent cure for the will to live and i find myself agreeing....
"
Maya: You still have to tell me the story of how you fell in love with her.
Will: I fell in love with her because she was smart, beautiful and fun.
M: So now, she's stupid, ugly and boring?
W: Of course not.
M: Then, what's the problem?
W: It's complicated, Maya.
M: Everything with you is so complicated. I bet if you just told me the story, you'd realise that it's not complicated at all...... That.... you just love her....
W: I know this is tough for you but what were you thinking? That i'm gonna tell you this story and it's gonna make everything better? It does not work this way.
M: Maybe it does, maybe it doesn't. Tell me and we'll find out.
W: No. Game over. It's time for bed.
M: No! It's not time for bed! It's time for you to tell me the story!
W: Maya....
M: I need to know!.....
"
Just watched Definitely, Maybe on dvd. My second time watching, loved the scripting, lots of fantastic dialougue.
Sometimes the snow comes down in june
Sometimes the sun goes round the moon
I see the passion in your eyes
Sometimes its all a big surprise
cause there was a time when all I did was wish
Youd tell me this was love
Its not the way I hoped or how I planned
But somehow its enough
And now were standing face to face
Isnt this world a crazy place
Just when I thought our chance had passed
You go and save the best for last
All of the nights you came to me
When some silly girl had set you free
You wondered how youd make it through
I wondered what was wrong with you
cause how could you give your love to someone else
And share your dreams with me
Sometimes the very thing youre looking for
Is the one thing you cant see
And now were standing face to face
Isnt this world a crazy place
Just when I thought our chance had passed
You go and save the best for last
Sometimes the very thing youre looking for
Is the one thing you cant see
Sometimes the snow comes down in june
Sometimes the sun goes round the moon
Just when I thought our chance had passed
You go and save the best for last
You went and saved the best for last
[Save the best for last - vanessa williams]
The character Will commented in the movie that this song is an excellent cure for the will to live and i find myself agreeing....
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
lovebug
Nick:
Called her for the first time yesterday
Finally found the missing part of me
Felt so close, but you were far away
Left me without anything to say
Joe:
(chorus):
Now I'm speechless,
over the edge,
I'm just breathless,
I never thought that I'd catch this lovebug ,again
Hopeless,
head over heels,
In the moment,
I'd never thought that I'd get hit by this lovebug, again
Nick:
I can't get your smile out of my mind
Joe: (i can't get you out of my mind)
I think about your eyes all the time
Your beautiful, but you don't even try
Joe: (you don't even, don't even try)
Modesty is just so hard to find
Joe:
(chorus)
Now I'm speechless,
over the edge,
I'm just breathless,
I never thought that I'd catch this lovebug, again
Hopeless,
head over heels,
In the moment,
I'd never thought that I'd get hit by this lovebug, again
Nick:
Kissed her for the first time yesterday
Everything I wished that it would be
Suddenly, I forgot how to speak
Hopeless, Breathless, Baby can't you..see
Joe: Now i'm.........
Kevin,Joe,Nick:
(chorus)
Now I'm speechless,
over the edge,
I'm just breathless,
I never thought that I'd catch this lovebug, again
Now I'm hopeless,
head over heels,
In the moment,
I'd never thought that I'd get hit by this lovebug, again
Called her for the first time yesterday
Finally found the missing part of me
Felt so close, but you were far away
Left me without anything to say
Joe:
(chorus):
Now I'm speechless,
over the edge,
I'm just breathless,
I never thought that I'd catch this lovebug ,again
Hopeless,
head over heels,
In the moment,
I'd never thought that I'd get hit by this lovebug, again
Nick:
I can't get your smile out of my mind
Joe: (i can't get you out of my mind)
I think about your eyes all the time
Your beautiful, but you don't even try
Joe: (you don't even, don't even try)
Modesty is just so hard to find
Joe:
(chorus)
Now I'm speechless,
over the edge,
I'm just breathless,
I never thought that I'd catch this lovebug, again
Hopeless,
head over heels,
In the moment,
I'd never thought that I'd get hit by this lovebug, again
Nick:
Kissed her for the first time yesterday
Everything I wished that it would be
Suddenly, I forgot how to speak
Hopeless, Breathless, Baby can't you..see
Joe: Now i'm.........
Kevin,Joe,Nick:
(chorus)
Now I'm speechless,
over the edge,
I'm just breathless,
I never thought that I'd catch this lovebug, again
Now I'm hopeless,
head over heels,
In the moment,
I'd never thought that I'd get hit by this lovebug, again
L'Inconnue de la Seine
"
Director Sedlak, said how all Breather Betty dolls are molded from the death mask of a single French girl.
“True story,” she told the group of them.
This face on the floor, it’s the face of a suicide pulled from the water over a century ago. Those same blue lips. The same staring dull eyes. All Breather Betty dolls are moulded from the face of this same young woman who threw herself into the Seine River.
If the girl died because of love or loneliness, we’ll never find out. But police detectives used plaster to cast a mask of her dead face, to help find her name, and decades later a toymaker owned that death mask and used it to cast the face of the first Breather Betty.
Despite the risk that somebody in a school or factory or Army unit might someday lean down and recognize the long-dead body of their sister, mother, daughter, wife, this exact dead girl is kissed by millions of people. For generations, millions of strangers have pressed their mouths over hers, those lips her exact drowned lips. For the rest of history, all over the world, people will be trying to save this same dead woman.
This woman who just wanted to die.
The girl who turned herself into an object.
Nobody said the last part. But nobody had to
"
from "Haunted" by Chuck Palaniuk
The starting of one of the short stories in the book. It's based on fact though, can check this out http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/L%27Inconnue_de_la_Seine
The story itself is prolly too explicit for me to post up here, but if u are interested, can go search for "exodus", "haunted", "chuck palaniuk", i'm sure u'll be able to find ebooks out there. I repeat the disclaimer, it WILL be explicit, though dangerously funny at the same time. lolz.. If you can take that, you can try searching for "guts", another of the short stories. The author claims people have fainted from the recitation of the story..
just a preview
"
This is just what human beings do - turn objects into people, people into objects. Back and forth. Tit for tat.
"
Director Sedlak, said how all Breather Betty dolls are molded from the death mask of a single French girl.
“True story,” she told the group of them.
This face on the floor, it’s the face of a suicide pulled from the water over a century ago. Those same blue lips. The same staring dull eyes. All Breather Betty dolls are moulded from the face of this same young woman who threw herself into the Seine River.
If the girl died because of love or loneliness, we’ll never find out. But police detectives used plaster to cast a mask of her dead face, to help find her name, and decades later a toymaker owned that death mask and used it to cast the face of the first Breather Betty.
Despite the risk that somebody in a school or factory or Army unit might someday lean down and recognize the long-dead body of their sister, mother, daughter, wife, this exact dead girl is kissed by millions of people. For generations, millions of strangers have pressed their mouths over hers, those lips her exact drowned lips. For the rest of history, all over the world, people will be trying to save this same dead woman.
This woman who just wanted to die.
The girl who turned herself into an object.
Nobody said the last part. But nobody had to
"
from "Haunted" by Chuck Palaniuk
The starting of one of the short stories in the book. It's based on fact though, can check this out http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/L%27Inconnue_de_la_Seine
The story itself is prolly too explicit for me to post up here, but if u are interested, can go search for "exodus", "haunted", "chuck palaniuk", i'm sure u'll be able to find ebooks out there. I repeat the disclaimer, it WILL be explicit, though dangerously funny at the same time. lolz.. If you can take that, you can try searching for "guts", another of the short stories. The author claims people have fainted from the recitation of the story..
just a preview
"
This is just what human beings do - turn objects into people, people into objects. Back and forth. Tit for tat.
"
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)