i’m going to unawatuna today and i just can’t wait.
i’ll be spending new years eve on the beaches of hikkaduwa with the following bunnies, they’re some of my absolute favourites…
we’ll feel incomplete without…
i’ll miss…
love to all… have a great one!
merry christmas!
arun initiated the ‘your life’s soundtrack’ chain…so here goes.
opening credits : can’t stop the rock, apollo 440
waking up : like a virgin, madonna
first day of school : another brick in the wall, pink floyd
falling in love : the lost prophets’ cover of justin timberlake’s cry me a river
fight song : since you’ve been gone, kelly clarkson
breaking up : man eater, nelly furtado
prom : fake tales of san francisco, arctic monkeys
life’s OK : one two step, ciara
mental breakdown : otherwise, morcheeba
driving : all saints’ cover of red hot chili peppers’ under the bridge
flashback : kids, robbie williams and kylie minogue
getting back together : let me blow ya mind, eve and gwen stefani
birth of child : hooked on a feeling, blue suede
wedding : pure shores, all saints
final battle : you can never tell, chuck berry (OST pulp fiction)
death scene : i’m good, blaque
funeral : so here we are, bloc party
end credits : the most beautiful girl in the world, prince
wowie. i think waking up, first day of school, mental breakdown, driving and wedding worked perfectly…
now, if arun doesn’t mind, i’d like to list my own choices. it was hard, but from where i am now, this is how the soundtrack to my life would go…
opening credits : praise you, fatboy slim
waking up : attitude, suede
first day of school : my sharona, the knack
falling in love : teardrop, massive attack
discovering sex : slow, kylie minogue
fight song : stupid girl, garbage
breaking up : when doves cry, prince
prom : renagades of funk, rage against the machine
life’s OK : pure shores, all saints
mental breakdown : otherwise, morcheeba
driving : love fool, the cardigans
girls night out : like a virgin, madonna
flashback : the great gig in the sky, pink floyd
getting back together : inner smile, texas
birth of child : when you’re on top, the wallflowers
wedding : everybody’s free, quindon traver (OST baz luhrman’s romeo and juliet)
final battle : talk show host, radiohead
death scene : hey jude, the beatles
funeral : redemption song, bob marley
end credits : if you wanna sing out sing, cat stevens.
just because she said i never mention her on my blog…
KANYA! we miss you, and love you. please come back to us quickly. and just because i never say it here, it doesn’t mean i’m not thinking it often.
tell me all about NY. is it freezing? is it cool? have you been to broadway yet?
oh kunty kunty kunty. you’re a star and you’ll always be a star.
big heart. big hug.
hold on. hold on hold on hold on, to the good times, to your self respect, to some inkling of happiness.
hang in there. it’s a fight, but you’re strong enough. we all are ultimately, we just never seem to think so.
remember all the nice things, the good things. forget the bitterness and the resentment and the regret. it’s all posion in your blood, let it go.
wait for it to blow over. one morning, you’ll wake up and think ‘hey, that wasn’t so bad’. and you’ll still be alive and kicking. time alone doesn’t heal, you will have to yourself.
be strong. you are coming out of this a bigger, better, smarter and stronger person. who ever said life sucks?
mary j. blige often seems to come out looking like she’s had a serious wardrobe malfunction, and she isn’t as half as young, beautiful or sexy as say, beyonce. but arun has reminded me just how great i think she is.
this april, in a little shop in hikkaduwa, while reaching for a CD of trance music, i toppled over a few other CDs and shattered the cover of the then somewhat new mary j. blige album, ‘the breakthrough’. i was compelled to buy this CD for 500/=, due to the damage i’d caused it. so, grudgingly, i bought it and started to listen to it when bored once back home. i loved it.
she’s not called the queen of hip-hop and soul for no reason. she’s just a marvelous singer and a soulful performer. her duet with U2 on ‘the breakthrough’, the re-release of U2’s hit single ‘one’ is one of the very many examples of this. her powerful yet soothing vocals on this track make it a better song than it ever was before. ‘be without you’, ‘the breakthrough’’s most popular love ballad/single, is a most amazing song by any standards; simply in the fact that even those that don’t like this kind of music can be blown away by the sheer quality of her singing. in a time of hopeless wannabes and too many divas, it’s good to have the likes of mary around, who not only constantly hikes up the standard of her singing and performing and keeps challenging herself to reach better and better heights, but also projects an image that is not squeaky-clean, but ultimately true to real life. whether you want some easy r&b music in the background, or you want to really appreciate a golden voice, some mary j. blige is what you want. one has to admit, she’s simply the best at what she’s doing.
she is a real woman, tattoed, alcoholism and drug addiction in her past, she has risen to a place in which she is all ‘what you see is what you get’. her music is genuine, and her image un glamorous. rock on mary.
despite the hedious prom-night decor of cardboard stars and bright blue UV lights, despite the really bad (but free) wine and all the unforgivable mingling going on while people should have been paying more attention to jerome speldewinde, despite, even, the terrible DJ music that we somehow managed to tolerate, last night in the lower crystal room of the taj samudra was great.
we tried really hard to keep jerome where we wanted him the most, behind the microphone, guitar in hand. we asked for encore after encore but he had a ‘plane to catch’.
we danced the night away, rather badly, as arun will proudly tell you. all of us together, gave that party exactly what we needed (high five, twiggy). we reached a sheer delirium and went outright crazy.
the atmosphere wasn’t ideal, i still hold the warmth of the friday nights at DBU with jerome real, real close, but the food was good and the drinks were free. and we were all together, happy and loving each other from beginning to end.
all my crazies were great. here’s to more and more and more!
toby was good, kind of ferocious, as you all must remember, but good nonetheless.
many of you never really befriended him, especially more recently, since he became increasingly grumpy and frustrated due to his illness, and would hence get really harmful. but he was good, palyful and silly and young.
last night the vet had to ‘put him down’ due to the malignancy of his disease. but we’ll remember him when you guys walk into my house and nothing barks determinedly anymore. and we’ll remember him when feeding time comes and there’s one less mouth to feed. and we’ll remember him because we’ll, in some way, miss him.
R.I.P toby.
sorry, i’ve been a lazy bum and i just couldn’t make a post.
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