Saturday, April 19, 2008

"This kind of certainty comes but once in a lifetime..."

from Bridges of Madison County...

I was reminded of this sad love story, of conflicted love and restrained romance.

Painful, heart wrenching, but beautiful just the same.

The idea then is to cherish, embrace and accept, that life's kinks makes it more meaningful.

Sunday, April 13, 2008

Angry journalists..

Haha.

A simple, dressed down website where journalists/media practitioners gather to vent.

Nothing flamboyant about it, can't blame the host, since users spend hours decorating pages, web pages and prettying up television packages.

Check it out on the blogroll.

And, we wonder why we are so grumpy all the time?

Heh.

Friday, April 11, 2008

You know who you are...

Drew: - I thought you were in Hawaii.
- What's this?

Claire "When cremation is your preference."
I just got some brochures
I want you all to look at.

(And these are some choice of urns... available here
at the Cave Hill Cemetery.
You can take them home and...You can look at those brochures and...
Y'all can look at those, take those home with you.)

Whatever makes you happy.
We are shopping for an urn.
(And you can pick this up tomorrow immediately following the procedure.)

The Jim Morrison of Kentucky.

Drew: You're kind of great, Claire.
You do know that.

- Sort of amazing, even.

Claire: Oh, come on!
- I don't need an ice cream cone.

- It's not an ice cream cone.

Drew: What's an ice cream cone?


Claire: You know.
"Here's a little something to make you happy. "Something sweet that melts in five minutes."

I'm completely cool with anything you want to say or not say.

I don't need it.

Besides, Ben is coming in tomorrow.
- Do you want to hear my theory?

Drew:- Of course.

Claire:-You and I have a special talent, and I saw it immediately.


Drew:-Tell me.

Claire:-We're the substitute people.

The substitute people.

I've been the substitute person my whole life.

I'm not an Ellen.


I never wanted to be an Ellen.


And I'm not a Cindy, either.
Although Chucks love me.

I'm sure they do.

I like being alone too much.

I mean, I'm with a guy who's married to his academic career.

I rarely see him.
And I'm the substitute person there.

I like it that way. It's a lot less pressure.

Here.

Play this for the loudest kid in the world.

Drew:-I'm not used to girls like you.

Claire:-That's because I'm one of a kind.

Drew:-You don't have to make a joke.

I like you without the jokes.

Claire:-Get some sleep.

I have a personnel interview tomorrow morning...

and if I get transferred, Ben will die.
Didn't it just feel better...
that we just didn't
do something impulsive?

- I mean...
- Yes.

Now we actually have a shot at being friends...

for the rest of our lives.
The rest of our lives.


*Excerpt from Elizabethtown... thank you to patient fans who transcribed the entire movie script.

Thursday, April 10, 2008

I was about to..

Give it up..

and give it up..

I will smile, I deserve better..

I love my life.... celebrating my daily anniversaries...:)

Sunday, April 06, 2008

I've learnt.. and I'm still learning..

Gems are rare, but when found, are cherished..
Love crosses all boundaries with no discriminations...

Quiet time teaches calmness...
Sincerity exists, rare, once found, exists wholeheartedly...

And letting go is the hardest, once achieved, liberates the soul...

Short time I've been out of my comfort zone. And the neighbours have heard me talking to myself, from the times I've walked home, and the times I let off steam within the four walls.

I have grown (hopefully) a little wiser, a little older (gulp).. to love a little more..

Having lost someone dear before you lose the zone, I must say, makes you grow up.

I've found that the uncontrollable tears will stop once you learn to breathe, slower, and calmer..

I've also found that the idiosyncracies are similar, the whines no different and the colours of culture ever so beautiful.

My initial feelings of angst and distaste, fizzle (not completely), after I learn to stop, look and go..

I've learnt that bonds I share are ever so strong and the strength of new ones grow each day.

I thank the forces that be, the support, and the love around me, for teaching me and showing me.

Learn from the good. Leave the bad.

And, if I turned back the clock to do it again? I would say a resounding yes.

There is a sense of appreciation and love I have for the beings, things, smells and touches around me.

I love it.