Nice Song

I will be Here


Tomorrow morning if you wake up
And the sun does not appear,
I will be here.

If in the dark we lose sight of love,
Hold my hand and have no fear,
‘Cause I will be here.

I will be here when you feel like being quiet;
When you need to speak your mind, I will listen.
And I will be here when the laughter turns to crying;
Through the winning, losing, and trying, we’ll be together,
‘Cause I will be here.

Tomorrow morning if you wake up
And the future is unclear,
I will be here.

As sure as seasons are made for change,
Our lifetimes are made for years,
So I will be here.

I will be here, so you can cry on my shoulder;
When the mirror tells us we’re older, I will hold you.
And I will be here to watch you grow in beauty,
And tell you all the things you are to me;
I will be here.

I will be true to the promise I have made,
To you and to the One who gave you to me.

by Steven Curtis Chapman

Like a thief in the night

That's what exams are like you know. At first you're all happy and smiling and it's sunny and the start of semester.

Next thing you know the sun's gone out and you've got this monster on you, breathing down your neck and generally going about making your life difficult.

I'll be back when I've fought off this beast.

Random links

Calvin and Hobbes- 10 years worth of Calvin and Hobbes ought to be enough to while away a rainy afternoon. I was sick last week and this really helped my boredom of being stuck in bed.

I am Fashion- Fantastic fashion website from a girl who obviously ought to be working as a stylist or personal shopper. Great picks and analysis of current trends.

Photoblogs- These are two that I love and visit over and over again because the photo quality is just beautiful; they make me wish I could appreciate the art of good photography more. They also make me wish I could take photographs like that. The two are Chromogenic and Chromasia.

Time magazine features an article on what it considers to be the 100 greatest novels from 1922 onwards. I personally disagree with many of their choices and I'm completely flabbergasted that they left out certain writers altogether. But it's an interesting list all the same and a good guide for anyone trying to catch up on some serious reading.

The last link, but arguably the one with the best writing is one that I've been reading for some time. A Babe in Toyland is the blog of a girl living in Hongkong and it contains detailed posts on her adventures in the bedroom and out, all written with charm, wit and panache. It's difficult for me to categorize it as merely a sex blog when she writes so cogently and intelligently about so many other issues as well.

Here's an excerpt:

"Recently, I have been getting acquainted with my inner demons. Readers, it is my pleasure to introduce you to Pettiness. Suspicion. Greed. Selfishness. Jealousy. Cynicism. And yes, they're pleased to meet you too

....

I do not underestimate their power and their capability to consume me. They are dark, suffocating passions with vice-like grips that all the girly lunches and retail therapy cannot shake. They are afflictions with the ability to eat me up from the inside.

They are adversaries of the night. They need to be fought, exorcised, beaten off with the fiery stick of courage and conviction. If not to preserve the dynamics of my relationship, then for my sanity...."

Have a read, you may blush at some of her more liberal escapades but above all she writes and lives with a passion that so many of us could only dream of.

To the one I love- Happy Mother's Day

I'm often told I look a great deal like my mother. But I often wish I had her strength of will and fortitude and I hope one day I will.

When I say I miss home. I really just miss her.I wish I could come home and hear her playing the piano or just bustling around the house.

Payback time

I've always joked about the fact that I never seemed to have gone through that hormonal, I have a mad crush on boybands and the cute guy in class stage when I was 15. In fact when I was 15 I was dreamy and preternaturally solemn and also somewhat depressive.

Ok I'm still dreamy and somewhat depressive but that's really a story for another time.

Anyway, recently I think I must have finally hit that stage where one gets mad obsessions about pop stars with floppy hair and nonsensical crushes on random boys.

For one thing I went through a stage earlier this year of swooning, yes, really, swooning over Jay Chou much to the horror of all the sane logical people in my vicinity.

And now, NOW I have apparently decided to have mad crushes on random people I meet.

Today on my way home from school(actually it was the supermarket but school sounds less aunty) this dark haired medium tall guy got on and sat across me and started gabbing on his mobile in french.

And I swear, he had the most adorable smile I had ever seen in my life. He was on the phone chatting volubly and amiably with his friend and occasionally smiling at a joke and I swear that the charm and general good naturedness contained in that smile made the stars dance.

He had these impishly crooked teeth, you know, the kind that only serve to make a smile ever more boyish and full of mischief and dimples that flashed and winked every time he moved his lips.

It made my day, it really did. I mean, all those glum looking city slickers around me and you get this guy in a grey coat and green scarf who smiles like the world is this great wonderful place and I just wanted to beam back at him in return. As it was, I sat there with my lips twitching in an effort not to start grinning like a mad stalker person and only let myself smile when I got off at my stop.

Whereupon he sailed off on tram 8, still on his phone saying unintelligible things in french,still smiling his adorable smile and probably never to be seen again.

Isn't it mad? And isn't it so 15 years old and feeling faint because the boy you liked breathed in your direction today?

Ah well. I knew my adolescence would catch up with me someday.

Bonjour to all!

On the election

Word: Gerrymandering

Definition(Courtesy of Merriam Webster) :1 : to divide (a territorial unit) into election districts to give one political party an electoral majority in a large number of districts while concentrating the voting strength of the opposition in as few districts as possible
2 : to divide (an area) into political units to give special advantages to one group

Too much spin, too many ghosts of elections past for me to believe in ruling parties, crazy opposition party figures and slightly sinister ministers who hint at possible retribution that could befall one if one doesn't vote their way.

It doesn't matter who wins.

We all lose in the end anyway.