Christmas is close, peeps. I just remembered the movie The Holiday with Cameron Diaz, Kate Winslet, Jude Law, and Jack Black <3.
I have found almost everything ever written about love to be true. Shakespeare said “Journeys end in lovers meeting.” Oh! What an extraordinary thought. Personally, I have not experienced anything remotely close to that, but I am more than willing to believe Shakespeare had. I suppose I think about love more than anyone really should. I am constantly amazed by its sheer power to alter and define our lives. It was Shakespeare who also said “love is blind”. Now that is something I know to be true. For some quite inexplicably, love fades; for others love is simply lost. But then of course love can also be found, even if just for the night. And then, there’s another kind of love: the cruelest kind. The one that almost kills its victims. Its called unrequited love. Of that I am an expert. Most love stories are about people who fall in love with each other. But what about the rest of us? What about our stories, those of us who fall in love alone? We are the victims of the one sided affair. We are the cursed of the loved ones. We are the unloved ones, the walking wounded. The handicapped without the advantage of a great parking space! Yes, you are looking at one such individual. And I have willingly loved that man for over three miserable years! The absolute worst years of my life! The worst Christmas’, the worst Birthday’s, New Years Eve’s brought in by tears and Valium. These years that I have been in love have been the darkest days of my life. All because I have been cursed by being in love with a man who does not and will not love me back. Oh god, just the sight of him! Heart pounding! Throat thickening! Absolutely can’t swallow! All the usual symptoms.
I know. Sappy. But I was able to catch Madam’s attention for 10 minutes with it.
When I was in Kuala Lumpur (KL) with my flatmate for a work/holiday thing, we took a break and went to the movies at KLCC. Unfortunately, I was too nice and I let her pick the movie to watch.
Well if it weren’t the over laughing movie goer a couple of rows back from us, I’d say you would’ve heard me grabbing a wooden chopping board and hitting it either on my overly protruding forehead or at my flatmate’s face.
What’s your number? is the focus of Anna Darling’s life as she gets hit by this sad reality by a well researched article that women who have had more than 20 sexual partners end up not getting married. Taking into note that most women would love to walk down the isle in their own wedding gown, her suddenly reaching to the 20th guy of her sexy time after her sister’s bachelorette party, she starts hunting down her exes in hopes that she falls within the expectation that she doesn’t go over 20 and she finds true love similar to her sister who got back together with an ex. Read the rest of this entry »
I am simply stoked. Watching the premiere a week ahead is like making me feel I can be the next rockin’ movie reviewer. Ever!
He’s back! Hugh Jackman returns not with claws and a shot of his gorgeous butt but as buffy with a little bit of the fat dad and stubbornness that is so him.
In the future, the new hype is not only boxing. Robot boxing came in as a new top sport – with amped up steel and sparks and major action. Once a rising star in the boxing world, Charlie Kenton (Hugh Jackman) tried to join the robot boxing tournament by bringing in his set of toys and losing bad. With losing money fast, his failing relationship with his coach’s daughter, Bailey Tallet played by Evangeline Lilly of Lost, everything seemed to be all spiraling downhill. No money, no honey? Yeah. Maybe.
I believe that it is not of common knowledge that I was engaged. Though it definitely tastes like vinegar to talk about, it serves a good lesson or two for me. Thank God I wasn’t thwarted at the altar and there are reasons why things never came to be – am speaking in a light religious way on this as well which is so unlikely of me.
Without regard, I appreciated how people were there for me even though I wasn’t bawling – my family, my old and new friends and my former boss (which I would like to highlight is a guy).
Since I pretty much started off do getting back on the saddle of blogging, let’s talk about the feel good remedy for someone who broke up – recently or badly or both. Call it my nepenthe. A very odd nepenthe. Read the rest of this entry »
