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Why does my heart cry?
2012
unknownj
Tired of waiting for Amazon to work, on account of how it's stupid, I cancelled my order, and wandered into town to buy the Moulin Rouge soundtrack. It's great fun, my flatmates (and indeed almost everybody else) are currently baffled as to how come I've gone from hating the movie and every reference to it ever, to loving it and wanting to listen to the songs from it as much as I can. Well I'm not telling you, so there :o)
Did I ever tell you
That I really love you
And I think about you all day
I really miss you
And wish I could kiss you
But why are you so far away?
I'm just a big psychology experiment waiting to happen, to be honest - it's good fun. So let's see, what have I been up to lately... Well, not really all that much - aside from coming to the conclusion that I'm a total whore (which I already kinda knew anyway), last night was reasonably uneventful. People went out, but I couldn't be bothered with it, I'm still not entirely recovered from Tuesday, which is saying quite something. But, as per, I shan't go into that - it's a night I'd much rather just forget ever happened. Roll on next week.
Since you've been gone
I've thought over and over about you inside my head
And where I went wrong, where I went wrong
Every day
I've been thinking a lot about all of the things you'd say
Since I went away, since I went away
Speaking of next week, it's looking promising. On Monday I have a maths workshop, so I should probably do the sheet for it sometime soon - it's mostly stuff I did at a-level (yes, still), so it should be fine really. I've also got a lecture on the second year seminar I'm doing - you know, the whole "prove this theorem" thing that I'm trying to do, which should be good fun. The proving of the theorem, not the lecture about it. But that'll be useful, which is good enough for me.
I guess I could call you
And ask you how are you
But I really don't have much to say
I sit all alone
And I stare at the phone
And I hope that you're doing okay
You can tell I'm running out of things to say faster than I'm running out of verses to this song, but still, these things happen. A few high points of the Moulin Rouge soundtrack, in my opinion, wouldn't go amiss. So here we go - for starters, Ewan McGregor's voice on the line "Love lifts us up where we belong" (the occasion where he sings it rather than says it) is just brilliant - I listen to that bit over and over, just because the vocals are so stunning. The whole of "Your Song" is just brilliant - rarely does a song make me dance around my room, leaping up onto my bed, spinning around, and... well... you get the idea... *ahem*
Since you've been gone
I've thought over and over about you inside my head
And where I went wrong, where I went wrong
Every day
I've been thinking a lot about all of the things you'd say
Since I went away, since I went away
And now for an ickiness moment - when I blow my nose, every now and again air leaks out of my ears (as it is meant to do, as it goes), but they're still kinda blocked up. Oh, and it hurts. But I'm slowly started to shake off the illness, which is good news, certainly. Blah....

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Your hair- it's bleached! (just in case u hadn't noticed)
It's looking very coool may I just say :D

Yeah, I kinda noticed :o)

Thanks :o)

*ponders* have you seen velvet goldmine?

wow. well. go see it sometime. on video...
it has ewan singing. and jiggling

Put me back on your friends list you blonde haired cabbage

It is done - but in return, you must slag off Martin on your journal :o)

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