I'd love a Tony+Pepper relationship. The kind of relationship where two people are completely comfortable with each other and who the other person is. They see what they get and they're completely cool with that. There are weird aspects in each person that only the other can understand. They know everything there is about each other but they'll find a way to surprise the other anyway. They can be two independent, amazing people on their own but they can't live or survive without the other one.
A Tony and Pepper relationship.
Saturday, 6 August 2011
Friday, 5 August 2011
Monday, 1 August 2011
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Contrary to popular belief, guys don't all look for that pretty bimbo. Sure, their eyes will linger on her physique for a while longer than others and sure, they may take her home with them but no man would want to give his heart to that stunning bimbo. Believe it or not, men do dream of love much like women do. Their desires for affection are not as openly discussed and therefore they are believed to be none existent but I assure you that this is not true. A man desire's a certain type of girl. A game-changer.
The game changer is a seemingly normal girl that a man might meet at any seemingly normal place. In a coffee shop, at school, shopping for clothes in that vintage store down the street, in your building, even at a bar. A man will often stumble upon the game-changer by chance but will know she is one as soon as he finds her. She'll captivate him immediately and he'll feel like someone has woken him up from a long slumber with a bucket of ice cold water. She'll inspire him, she'll make him grow (not change), and she'll steal his heart away in an instant. She'll make him feel stronger at times, and completely weak at others. She'll terrify him but also give him the courage to be brave. She'll make him want to be a better man; make him want to preform grand gestures out of love. And when she leaves, she'll break him as he has never been broken before. He will then either go two ways: He'll either avoid the game-changers and stick with the pretty bimbo's or he'll vow to find the game-changer that will stay with him, that will let him love her for all of eternity.
The most tragic thing about you game-changers is that you all think of yourselves as "average" when really, you are the most extraordinary creatures to walk the earth. You are beautiful because you have the ability to make someone else beautiful. You are beautiful, because you have the ability to turn a right bastard in a gentleman. You are beautiful, because you change someone's game and, in turn, the course of their life.
I'm sorry for being so tedious but I needed you to understand what I meant when I tell you that after reading your blog, I've come to the conclusion that you are a game-changer. I envy the man that manages to capture your heart, and I wish that fate would have allowed it to be me.
Sincerely,
A man who's heart you've changed with just a blog.
The game changer is a seemingly normal girl that a man might meet at any seemingly normal place. In a coffee shop, at school, shopping for clothes in that vintage store down the street, in your building, even at a bar. A man will often stumble upon the game-changer by chance but will know she is one as soon as he finds her. She'll captivate him immediately and he'll feel like someone has woken him up from a long slumber with a bucket of ice cold water. She'll inspire him, she'll make him grow (not change), and she'll steal his heart away in an instant. She'll make him feel stronger at times, and completely weak at others. She'll terrify him but also give him the courage to be brave. She'll make him want to be a better man; make him want to preform grand gestures out of love. And when she leaves, she'll break him as he has never been broken before. He will then either go two ways: He'll either avoid the game-changers and stick with the pretty bimbo's or he'll vow to find the game-changer that will stay with him, that will let him love her for all of eternity.
The most tragic thing about you game-changers is that you all think of yourselves as "average" when really, you are the most extraordinary creatures to walk the earth. You are beautiful because you have the ability to make someone else beautiful. You are beautiful, because you have the ability to turn a right bastard in a gentleman. You are beautiful, because you change someone's game and, in turn, the course of their life.
I'm sorry for being so tedious but I needed you to understand what I meant when I tell you that after reading your blog, I've come to the conclusion that you are a game-changer. I envy the man that manages to capture your heart, and I wish that fate would have allowed it to be me.
Sincerely,
A man who's heart you've changed with just a blog.
AnonymousFriday, 29 July 2011
I love hearing specific songs that remind me of specific moments or times in my life.
For example the song Summertime by Thirsty Merc was on a Coke commercial in 2005. I remember watching T.V., the ad coming on, it's bloody hot and the house is completely dark except the light shining from the T.V. screen and the Christmas tree that me and my sisters decorated. It brings back even older memories of my primary school classrooms.
Everytime We Touch by Cascada. This song takes me back to 2006, when I would watch Sailor Moon religiously as me and my sisters discovered the delight of downloading. I became obsessed with Sailor Moon after my sister accidentally downloaded the Japanese, original subbed version instead of the English dub we grew up and were in love with (today I shun the dubbing). After that I researched and looked up the anime, manga, the origins and youtube Anime Music Videos (AMV). It seemed that 70% of those videos used Cascada's song, both candlelight version and the other million remixes.
Iris by Goo Goo Dolls. I can't even begin to explain the onslaught of memories that come with this. This reminds me of the time when I had a crappy, secondhand, old MP3 that could fit about 20 songs max, was also a radio and a USB. I thought it was the greatest thing ever and loved it. At that time, there were still two beds in grandmas room and I shared one bed with Sammy. I used to put Iris on repeat and listen to it to sleep. I'd wake up and listen to it again on repeat for at least half an hour before I got up. My most favourite Sailor Moon and Fruits basket AMV were to this song and I remember watching them. I remember talking to Year 6 friends about what their favourite song of all time was and declaring proudly that Iris was mine. Memories of the old layout of my house as I listened to this song everywhere.
If a song comes up with memories and little moments like these, then I'll always remember them.
For example the song Summertime by Thirsty Merc was on a Coke commercial in 2005. I remember watching T.V., the ad coming on, it's bloody hot and the house is completely dark except the light shining from the T.V. screen and the Christmas tree that me and my sisters decorated. It brings back even older memories of my primary school classrooms.
Everytime We Touch by Cascada. This song takes me back to 2006, when I would watch Sailor Moon religiously as me and my sisters discovered the delight of downloading. I became obsessed with Sailor Moon after my sister accidentally downloaded the Japanese, original subbed version instead of the English dub we grew up and were in love with (today I shun the dubbing). After that I researched and looked up the anime, manga, the origins and youtube Anime Music Videos (AMV). It seemed that 70% of those videos used Cascada's song, both candlelight version and the other million remixes.
Iris by Goo Goo Dolls. I can't even begin to explain the onslaught of memories that come with this. This reminds me of the time when I had a crappy, secondhand, old MP3 that could fit about 20 songs max, was also a radio and a USB. I thought it was the greatest thing ever and loved it. At that time, there were still two beds in grandmas room and I shared one bed with Sammy. I used to put Iris on repeat and listen to it to sleep. I'd wake up and listen to it again on repeat for at least half an hour before I got up. My most favourite Sailor Moon and Fruits basket AMV were to this song and I remember watching them. I remember talking to Year 6 friends about what their favourite song of all time was and declaring proudly that Iris was mine. Memories of the old layout of my house as I listened to this song everywhere.
If a song comes up with memories and little moments like these, then I'll always remember them.
Thursday, 28 July 2011
She loved the guy. She did it for him. She would’ve done anything for him. Some people are like that. Some loves are like that. Most loves are like that, from what I can see. Your heart starts to feel like an overcrowded lifeboat. You throw your pride out to keep it afloat, and your self-respect and your independence. After a while you start throwing people out—your friends, everyone you used to know. And it’s still not enough. The lifeboat is still sinking, and you know it’s going to take you down with it. I’ve seen that happen to a lot of people here. I think that’s why I’m sick of love.
Shantaram, Gregory David Roberts
Wednesday, 20 July 2011
Tuesday, 19 July 2011
How Robin Williams reacts when you asked how his mind works
He's a known legend for his voice, humour and acting throughout the world. When asked in an interview how he can improvise brilliant material on the spot, this is what he does:
Saturday, 16 July 2011
Sunday, 10 July 2011
Saturday, 9 July 2011
Day 23; Something you miss.
The feeling of having enough time. Right now, I know that it's pretty O.K. in terms of time but I miss those long periods of time where I could do anything anywhere. Of course at that time I was scared of buses and was learning my times tables.
Just a proper "holiday" time where I don't have to worry about the next day, week, month, year. I know, I know: "You're still in year 11. That's nothing. You got craploads of time and enjoy it while you can."But still. C'mon, who actually thinks that at the time?
Can't wait for the holiday period between the end of high school and the beginning of uni.
Just a proper "holiday" time where I don't have to worry about the next day, week, month, year. I know, I know: "You're still in year 11. That's nothing. You got craploads of time and enjoy it while you can."But still. C'mon, who actually thinks that at the time?
Can't wait for the holiday period between the end of high school and the beginning of uni.
Friday, 8 July 2011
Thursday, 7 July 2011
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