mardi 29 avril 2008
In Paris with You
Don't talk to me of love. I've had an earful
And I get tearful when I've downed a drink or two.
I'm one of your talking wounded.
I'm a hostage. I'm maroonded.
But I'm in Paris with you.
Yes, I'm angry at the way I've been bamboozled
And resentful at the mess that I've been through.
I admit I'm on the rebound
And I don't care where are we bound.
I'm in Paris with you.
Do you mind if we do not go to the Louvre,
If we say sod off to sodding Notre Dame
If we skip the champs Elysees
And remain here in this sleazy
Old hotel room
Doing this or that
To what and whom
Learning who you are,
Learning what I am.
Don't talk to me of love. Let's talk of Paris,
The little bit of Paris in our view.
There's that crack across the ceiling
And the hotel walls are peeling
And I'm in Paris with you.
Don't talk to me of love. Let's talk of Paris.
I'm in Paris with the slightest thing you do.
I'm in Paris with your eyes, your mouth,
I'm in Paris with…..all points south.
Am I embarrassing you?
I'm in Paris with you.
-- James Fenton
Don't talk to me of love. I've had an earful
And I get tearful when I've downed a drink or two.
I'm one of your talking wounded.
I'm a hostage. I'm maroonded.
But I'm in Paris with you.
Yes, I'm angry at the way I've been bamboozled
And resentful at the mess that I've been through.
I admit I'm on the rebound
And I don't care where are we bound.
I'm in Paris with you.
Do you mind if we do not go to the Louvre,
If we say sod off to sodding Notre Dame
If we skip the champs Elysees
And remain here in this sleazy
Old hotel room
Doing this or that
To what and whom
Learning who you are,
Learning what I am.
Don't talk to me of love. Let's talk of Paris,
The little bit of Paris in our view.
There's that crack across the ceiling
And the hotel walls are peeling
And I'm in Paris with you.
Don't talk to me of love. Let's talk of Paris.
I'm in Paris with the slightest thing you do.
I'm in Paris with your eyes, your mouth,
I'm in Paris with…..all points south.
Am I embarrassing you?
I'm in Paris with you.
-- James Fenton
lundi 28 avril 2008
il est grand temps de rallumer les étoiles
L'amour, l'homosexualité, la vie
Un film qui nous remet en question et qui nous rassure et qui nous fait aimer d'autant plus tout ce qu'on a et tout ce qu'on est. Je le reverrai mille fois et je l'aimerais autant que la première fois.
Rire, pleurer, aimer. et voilà.
lundi 21 avril 2008
mardi 15 avril 2008
macroeconomy; swimming in my head
dimanche 13 avril 2008
vendredi 11 avril 2008
The Great Gastby
I have just finished The Great Gatsby and I loved it. Oh so much. Everything was perfect and unconventional in this book which made it so heartbreaking. I cannot wait to be finished with school so that I can devour book after book and not feel totally guilty about it.
Marketing is up on Saturday, and then I have only 3 exams left.
So caught up in selling vegan soaps and shampoos and reading dreadful school notes I haven't got the time to do much else.
A cup of white tea is waiting for me.
A plus!
mercredi 9 avril 2008
I Know Where The Summer Goes
mardi 8 avril 2008
dimanche 6 avril 2008
samedi 5 avril 2008
vendredi 4 avril 2008
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