MUSIC MOVIE:
So, here's how it works:
1. Open your library (iTunes, Winamp, Media Player, iPod, etc)
2. Put it on shuffle.
3. Press play.
4. For every question, type the song that's playing.
5. When you go to a new question, press the next button.
6. Put comments in brackets
7. Dont Lie
Opening Credits: 100 Years by Five by Fighting (hell ya! it's perfect especially if this film's those biography type from start to finish)
Birth: Mix Tape by Avenue Q (i'd get this for romance but birth?)
First Day Of School: Barbie Girl by Aqua (0_0)
Falling In Love: More Than You Take by Joseph King of Dreams (Er...I can see how it would work but...)
Fight Song: Looking Through Your Eyes by The Magic Sword (This would be a perfect love song...)
Breaking Up: Green Finch and Linnet Bird by Sweeney Todd (wow it does kinda suit)
Prom: D-tecnoLife by Uverworld (er........i dun even know what the song's about)
Life: In Harmony by Little Mermaid (that's perfect XD)
Mental Breakdown: What Have You Done by Within Temptation (wow...i'd actually probably sing it if i was breaking down)
Driving: Dancing Queen by Mamma Mia (er...ok...)
Flashback: Strange Things by Toy Story (er...it could work)
Wedding: Your Song by Moulin Rouge (aww if only my sweetheart sang this than this is perfect)
Birth Of Child: When I Grow Up by Pussycat Dolls (not so fast honey)
INTERMISSION: Once Upon A December By Anastasia (Works really nicely again if it's those beginning to end stories)
Final Battle: For Now by Avenue Q (i could imagine everyone singing that to lighten the mood)
Death Scene: A Little Priest by Sweeney Todd (i'm gonna be eaten 0_0)
Funeral: I Will Follow You by Digi Advertisment (Shit....scary and depressing)
End Credits: Supercalifragilisticexpellidoucious by Alvin and the Chipmunks (This is turning into a comedy isn't it?)
Saturday, July 03, 2010
Thursday, July 01, 2010
Unwritten letters
Day 3 is here. Guess what? I don't think I'm gonna write today's letter. Hey, I might change my mind later and post one up I dunno but I doubt it. I can only see the letter ending up 3 ways so I really don't want to touch it. I mean it would probably end up a) some sappy suck-up letter or something, you know like those things you hear on mother's day father's day. b) some half-concocted unemotionless letter written just for the sake of writting it or c) the truth with the right splash of emoness. I mean we all know how that is gonna turn out and I don't wanna seem like I'm dissing my parents or that they're doing something wrong cause their not but it is called Pits of Depression for a reason. So the only thing I can conclude is I'd probably not write today's letter and tomorrow as well. Family's off-limits. Hey i might just contradict myself and post something up later who knows? I mean I've already picked out the songs I wanted to accompany the letters. So... we'll see. But again I apologize for not sticking to the routine. :S Sorry
Day 2 — Your Crush
Hands touch, eyes meet
Sudden silence, sudden heat
Hearts leap in a giddy whirl
He could be that boy
But I'm not that girl:
Dear Whoever You Are,
Hi, my name is Charmaine Chua. I doubt you know me or notice me. It doesn't really matter who you are either. It has always been the same story. I don't fall easily but I guess I crush like any other person. I never bother making a move because I know there's no point. You barely like me how can I ever expect you to love me? Maybe that's why I don't bother holding on the crushes and it looks like I have too many guys. I just never bothered with getting past the 'he's hot stage'.
Don't dream too far
Don't lose sight of who you are
Don't remember that rush of joy
He could be that boy
I'm not that girl
Sometimes I let myself believe I have a chance with you. I've tried to get myself to talk to you but well I'm scared. I am well as anti-social as I can be and I don't really take first initiative. I get really happy if you just look at me and just say hi instead of me saying hello and you just replying for the sake of it, irritation in your heart.
Ev'ry so often we long to steal
To the land of what-might-have-been
But that doesn't soften the ache we feel
When reality sets back in
Everytime I get over you, you'd do something cool or you'd say something and I reenter this foolish, foolish cycle only to face disappointment once again. Sometimes it's easy and I know you just don't notice me. It's horrible though when I know you like one of my friends. It's life I guess. Who can blame them? They're wonderful, beautiful...I'm not. Plain and simple. Doesn't matter who; doesn't matter whether they return. It's the simple truth: It's just not me.
Blithe smile, lithe limb
She who's winsome, she wins him
Gold hair with a gentle curl
That's the girl he chose
And Heaven knows
I'm not that girl:
I guess sometimes I wonder who's it gonna be tomorrow? It scares me knowing that anyone of you could develop like last time and become horribly disasterous. We all know how it turned out the last time. I guess I won't let it happen. I won't give my heart to you. I'll leave my love for night-time fantasies and celebrities. For fictional men who will never break my heart. It's not your fault, I'm not blaming you. It's me...I'm broken.
Don't wish, don't start
Wishing only wounds the heart
I wasn't born for the rose and the pearl
There's a girl I know
He loves her so
I'm not that girl
Here's where I end this letter I guess. There's nothing left for me to say not really. No matter what I say I'd always place my hope on you. That you'd be the one who would save me. To mend all the broken pieces. I'd always dream and I'd always hope. Hope...that's the only thing that drives a human being isn't it? What are we without hope but soulless creatures? What are we? What am I?
Yours trully,
Charmaine Chua
Sudden silence, sudden heat
Hearts leap in a giddy whirl
He could be that boy
But I'm not that girl:
Dear Whoever You Are,
Hi, my name is Charmaine Chua. I doubt you know me or notice me. It doesn't really matter who you are either. It has always been the same story. I don't fall easily but I guess I crush like any other person. I never bother making a move because I know there's no point. You barely like me how can I ever expect you to love me? Maybe that's why I don't bother holding on the crushes and it looks like I have too many guys. I just never bothered with getting past the 'he's hot stage'.
Don't dream too far
Don't lose sight of who you are
Don't remember that rush of joy
He could be that boy
I'm not that girl
Sometimes I let myself believe I have a chance with you. I've tried to get myself to talk to you but well I'm scared. I am well as anti-social as I can be and I don't really take first initiative. I get really happy if you just look at me and just say hi instead of me saying hello and you just replying for the sake of it, irritation in your heart.
Ev'ry so often we long to steal
To the land of what-might-have-been
But that doesn't soften the ache we feel
When reality sets back in
Everytime I get over you, you'd do something cool or you'd say something and I reenter this foolish, foolish cycle only to face disappointment once again. Sometimes it's easy and I know you just don't notice me. It's horrible though when I know you like one of my friends. It's life I guess. Who can blame them? They're wonderful, beautiful...I'm not. Plain and simple. Doesn't matter who; doesn't matter whether they return. It's the simple truth: It's just not me.
Blithe smile, lithe limb
She who's winsome, she wins him
Gold hair with a gentle curl
That's the girl he chose
And Heaven knows
I'm not that girl:
I guess sometimes I wonder who's it gonna be tomorrow? It scares me knowing that anyone of you could develop like last time and become horribly disasterous. We all know how it turned out the last time. I guess I won't let it happen. I won't give my heart to you. I'll leave my love for night-time fantasies and celebrities. For fictional men who will never break my heart. It's not your fault, I'm not blaming you. It's me...I'm broken.
Don't wish, don't start
Wishing only wounds the heart
I wasn't born for the rose and the pearl
There's a girl I know
He loves her so
I'm not that girl
Here's where I end this letter I guess. There's nothing left for me to say not really. No matter what I say I'd always place my hope on you. That you'd be the one who would save me. To mend all the broken pieces. I'd always dream and I'd always hope. Hope...that's the only thing that drives a human being isn't it? What are we without hope but soulless creatures? What are we? What am I?
Yours trully,
Charmaine Chua
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