oh, kev.

“It was the first kiss for both of us. We never really talked about it afterward, but I think about the events of that day again and again and somehow, I know that Winnie does, too, whenever some blow-hard starts talking about the anonymity of the suburbs, or the mindlessness of the TV generation, because we know that inside each one of those identical boxes, with its Dodge parked out front and its white bread on the table, and its TV set glowing blue in the falling dusk, there were people with stories. There were families bound together in the pain and the struggle of love. There were moments that made us cry with laughter, and there were moments, like that one, of sorrow and wonder.”

Too much time on my hands!

You know what, Snow Patrol? You can take my heart anyday.

We're goin' to Jackson.

I don't know why this movie means so much to me, but it totally does.

Ever since I saw it New Years Eve, 2006, I fell in love, immensely, totally. I couldn't get enough of it.

I sing the songs in my room at the top of my lungs and swoon at Joaquin Phoenix's beautiful voice. I love music; I think it's because it has so many wonderful songs in it that makes me love it so, and it is full of romance, love and affection even though it may not seem like it does. Viv is a pain in the ass, but June, oh, June. She and John are adorable together. Wildwood Flower is gorgeous - especially when he watches her singing it with *that* look on his face.

I love it when she says "You're not nothin'!"

Because he isn't.

So beautiful.

I love those two so much.

To be honest,

It's 11:02 and i'm loving:

tea in my fave china cup, writing aimlessly on a blank piece of paper, Peter Sarstedt, writing in my blog, Will Parry, Lyra Silvertongue, hot baths, Dove body wash, broken pieces of afghan that fell in my tea that I find once I get to the bottom and stuff.

They say that when you get married, it'll be to a millionaire. But they don't realise where you came from, and I wonder if they really care or give a damn.

So, look into my face, Marie Claire, and remember just who you are.

Then go and forget me forever, but I know you'll still bear the scars deep inside, yes you do.

I know where you go my lovely, when you're alone in your bed,

I know the thoughts that surround you,

'cause I can look inside your head.

I heart Dashboard

I watch you spin around

In your highest heels

You are the best one

Of the best ones

We

All

Look

Like

We

Feel

You have stolen my,

you have stolen my,

you have stolen my heart.

It's 3am, I must be lonely.

What happens when you die?

Not to you, but to the world you leave behind? What happens to your Facebook, your blog, your twitter? Do they remain there, like a ghost of you, just waiting and anticipating?

Will people sit there and read through your Facebook page, reciting words you used to say, cry over old statuses you made, and pictures that have you tagged in them?

Will people delete you?

Or keep you?

Will people write on your Wall saying how much they miss you?

I went to one of my favourite blogs and the person hadn't updated in a long time. It made me think; what if they died? What if? You wouldn't know, their blog is just sitting there, like I said before, like a ghost of them.

This may make me seem like I'm obsessed with the internet, which I probably am, but I know there's more to life than it;

but it really makes me think.

I walk along the road wondering what would happen if a car hit me right here and now, or if a man starved of love and affection decided to take out his anger on me down a dark alley and I ceased to be.

What if?

Big wheels keep on turnin'

I've had such a realisation! Well, these realisations come and go, but I've had it again.

Life really is too short. And there's always going to be troubles, people who will act strange, problems that you face, fights, arguments, but you just have to get through it with a smile.

You always remember the people with the smiles on their faces no matter what, don't you?

Let's be one of them.

:)

SMILE, NO MATTER WHAT!

SING, NO MATTER WHAT!

LOVE, NO MATTER WHAT.

kentucky woman.

To be honest, no idea what I'm writing about, except that these kids are flippin' ADORABLE!

Heart them.

Might have to watch Narnia again :-)

mamma mia!

The show was amazing. There's nothing like a stage show to make you happy, eh?

Sky was a babe, the guys in swimsuits were cute, Sophie had the cutest accent, Voulez-Vous made me happy as hell and at the end, I didn't want all the dancing to end! And by dancing I mean everyone getting up to dance! so fun!

I'm keen to go again!

In some parts I thought, hmmm, the movie is pretty much EXACTLY the same. But the atmosphere was so much better - you don't get the amazing lights and energy from a movie screen! Rhys from Home and Away was pretty spiffy too.

oh, mamma mia.

So when you're near me, darling can't you hear me S.O.S?

When you're gone, how can I even try to go on? When you're gone (when you're gone) how can I even try to go on?

So, if you change your mind, I'm the first in line.

Honey I'm still free, take a chance on me.

Made a decision: gonna go to way more shows!

heart.

Used to be my life was just emotions passing by,

then you came along and made me laugh and made me cry.

You taught me why.

He is amazing, laughs at all my jokes, I can tell him the randomest little things and he'll have a lol, he'll always be there for me and he gives me the weirdest nicknames ever. Always, no fail.

Mon pere.

Coolest dad in the world.

Parents mean so much, don't they? I can't imagine not having them; even thinking about them not being here brings tears to my eyes. It must be hard growing old and going through losing your parents. It's a weird thought, but it happens.

P.S: looking at the Australia poster on my wall I noticed me and Hugh Jackman pretty much have the same belt. LOLS.