lyrical beauty

there are 3 songs i’m addicted to right now. if you have time, read through the lyrics, they are really beautiful

Strange and Beautiful – Aqualung

I’ve been watching your world from afar,
I’ve been trying to be where you are,
And I’ve been secretly falling apart, unseen.
To me, you’re strange and you’re beautiful,
You’d be so perfect with me but you just can’t see,
You turn every head but you don’t see me.

I’ll put a spell on you,
You’ll fall asleep and I’ll put a spell on you.
And when I wake you,
I’ll be the first thing you see,
And you’ll realise that you love me.Sometimes, the last thing you want comes in first,
Sometimes, the first thing you want never comes,
And I know, the waiting is all you can do,
Sometimes…

I’ll put a spell on you,
You’ll fall asleep,
I’ll put a spell on you,
And when I wake you,
I’ll be the first thing you see,
And you’ll realise that you love me.

I’ll put a spell on you,
You’ll fall asleep ‘cos I’ll put a spell on you,
And when I wake you,
I’ll be the first thing you see,
And you’ll realise that you love me. Save Me From Myself – Christina Aguilera

It’s not so easy loving me
It gets so complicated
All the things you gotta be
Everything’s changing
But you’re the truth
I’m amazed by all your patience
Everything I put you through

When I’m about to fall
Somehow you’re always waiting with
Your open arms to catch me
You’re gonna save me from myself
From myself, yes
You’re gonna save me from myself

My love is tainted by your touch
Well some guys have shown me aces
But you’ve got that royal flush
I know it’s crazy everyday
Well tomorrow may be shaky
But you never turn away Don’t ask me why I’m crying
‘Cause when I start to crumble
You know how to keep me smiling
You always save me from myself
From myself, myself
You’re gonna save me from myself

I know it’s hard, it’s hard
But you’ve broken all my walls
You’ve been my strength, so strong

And don’t ask me why I love you
It’s obvious your tenderness
Is what I need to make me
A better woman to myself
To myself, myself
You’re gonna save me from myself

When You’re Gone – Avril Lavigne

I always needed time on my own
I never thought I’d need you there when I cry
And the days feel like years when I’m alone
And the bed where you lie
is made up on your side

When you walk away
I count the steps that you take
Do you see how much I need you right now?

When you’re gone
The pieces of my heart are missing you
When you’re gone
The face I came to know is missing too
When you’re gone
All the words I need to hear to always get me through the day
And make it OK
I miss you I’ve never felt this way before
Everything that I do
Reminds me of you
And the clothes you left
they lie on the floor
And they smell just like you
I love the things that you do

When you walk away
I count the steps that you take
Do you see how much I need you right now?

When you’re gone
The pieces of my heart are missing you
When you’re gone
The face I came to know is missing too
And when you’re gone
The words I need to hear to always get me through the day
And make it OK
I miss youWe were made for each other
Out here forever
I know we were
Yeah Yeah

All I ever wanted was for you to know
Everything I do I give my heart and soul
I can hardly breathe,
I need to feel you here with me
Yeah

When you’re gone
The pieces of my heart are missing you
When you’re gone
The face I came to know is missing too
When you’re gone
The words I need to hear will always get me through the day
And make it OK
I miss you 

almost there. almost dead.

ok… so i’m back in the office this fine thursday night. just met my darling and bought shoes. which, by the way, is a first for me to go and buy shoes for a major event with out mummys approval. sooo hopefully (crosses fingers for effect), she thinks they’re nice. well.. anyway, even if she doesn’t I think they are nice. not silver like i wanted but they are a nice champagne. bringing them on a test run tmr night so that will be the real test. my only concern other than mum not liking them is that i fall flat on my face cos they are a wee bit high. quite fun la. strap em on and POOF! extra 4 inches.

so agenda for tmr is as follows pedicure, work, hair cut, clubbing.

**PRACTICE WALKING IN HEELS**

facebook is addictive and i have to stop myself!!! righto. back to work. hopefully i’ll be mostly done by midnight then i can go home and sleeep. have to finish by tmr or else i’ll be slaughtered by all things commando.

honey, you better get that album of ours up asap. i am saddened that i have one and you don’t. BOO!

ok kristy, stop procrastinating and GET TO WORK. incidentally jason has a really funny saying.

“procrastinating is like masturbating. it feels good while you’re at it until you realise you’re just fucking yourself”

this coming from a guy who told me to be a turkey chef cos (i think his exact words were) “it’s ok if you stuff it up”.

wedding plans

ok… wedding on saturday. remember my list of things to do? yea, still haven’t done any of em. dammit.

shoe shopping tmr with soph
cut hair on fri
run through first reading 5 minutes before i’m supposed to go and read
look at seating plan 5 minutes before guests arrive

sounds about right.

and i’ve still got so many other things to do. i’m going fucking nuts i tell you. NUTS! work is piling to the ceiling. and the only thing i have to look forward to is 1 and a half weeks away.

woo! end of internship. back to my cushy kid life full of school and grades.

i’m so depressed i can’t cry

10 reasons why i’m going to miss you:

1. You crack jokes that only you can pull off that leave me in stiches
2. We will never order as much wine without you
3. You tell me what to do in the ‘matter of fact’ way that you do but still make me feel comforted
4. No one to prod about taking my Mel B book back when we were 7
5. No one can swear as well as you
6. You bitch about our chick drinks, Miss Joseph “Whisky” Lee
7. You roll eyes with me at tani and stace’s retardedness
8. You’re the only one to get excited about football. 44 balls chasing one? still beats me
9. You don’t take shit from anyone
10.The way you call us ”honey”

the list goes on and on and on…. i love you. please know that.

missing the hotness of a saturday morning shoots

kim:
Damn oli is HOT

kris:
oh yea

kim:
DAMN. But he’s married. Sigh

kris:
and desperately in love with her too. He’s lovely. Really nice person

kim:
Ya. Sigh. All the good ones are taken.

kris:
or gay

kim:
Ya. Outlook bleak.

kris:
damn

drunken stupors and hyperactive rantings

well.. its 3am, just came home from town. and (puts on fake english accent) i had a looovely time. really. what more could a girl ask for than quality time with friends i love then a midnight movie date with daddy.

CRYSTAL! 2 words, tunnel and bushes (that sounds kinda wrong when i read it over again). anywaaayy, i hope you got there in one piece. love our bonding sessions when we are talking 10 times faster than a normal human being and only we can understand each other. loveee you GURLS so much. yes LOVE (and i mean it). FIZAH, SHEAR and JIUN, you’d better get your asses down next friday cos we all miss you! thanks to selly welly and heik for keeping me company till the movie

i feel like such a good daughter. took daddy out to see transformers since we both haven’t seen it. i feel bad cos kim and i have been going out everyday and poor dad is always alone. plus, i cooked dinner the other day and washed the clothes and made all the beds. damn, do i feel domestic or what?

special person of the day is TANYA ANASTASIA NETTO. for keeping me sane, making me laugh and reminding me that i can SWIM! ten thousand hugs and kisses. heres to pirouetting outside our favourite cafe despite being crossed eyed from wine, bloody marys and chocolate filled desserts. love you!

 

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breakout city

i am so friggin frustrated. been sitting in this god damn office for 10 hours straight and i barely have 2 minutes on my timeline. this is really ridiculous. which leads me to believe a) i am an editing retard b) i am bloody inefficient or c) i am a retard. FULLSTOP.

god i’m so pissed. why ? WHY?!

i want to sleep. i want to eat. i want to wash my hair. i want to brush my teeth. and i want to do all of this at home. yes, thats right. my OWN home. not this god-forsaken office where i’m alone, theres a funny clicking sound outside and i don’t know where the hell its coming from, the g5 keeps screwing up on me and motion is a turd.

this office where i know theres a nice big tv, surround sound and sofas around the corner but i can’t use them cos i have to work. where there is a pau shop downstairs which is not open cos of this ungodly hour. where newton is a 5 minute walk away and that 5 minutes too long. where the petrol kiosk is closed for renovation so i have no midnight snacks.

argh. i am grumpy. i wanna go home. i want a hug. and i want my bed.

NOW!

There’s nothing I wouldn’t give to look into your eyes, and see you looking back

It hurts to wake from dreams
To this cold reality
To hold your hand but know
You were never touching me

Awaking from its slumber
A pain so real I can hardly breathe
You catch me when I’m falling
If only through sweet memories

There’s nothing I wouldn’t do
To whisper everything that I want to say
For you to hear what means most
And tell me I’ll be okay

Somedays I feel broke but I won’t admit
So empty that there’s nothing left to take
If hurting is the only way to be close to you
I want to hurt til my heart breaks

Just give me one more day
And we’ll dance to a song that never ends
We’ll do everything we wanted to
And never look back again

i am but a wistful cloud amidst the spinning stars