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The Ego
Did I disappoint you or let you down?
Should I be feeling guilty or let the judges frown?
'Cause I saw the end before we'd begun
Yes I saw you were blinded and I knew I had won

So I took what's mine by eternal right
Took your soul out into the night
It may be over but it won't stop there
I am here for you if you'd only care

You touched my heart you touched my soul
You changed my life and all my goals
And love is blind and that I knew when
My heart was blinded by you
I've kissed your lips and held your head
Shared your dreams and shared your bed
I know you well, I know your smell
I've been addicted to you

Goodbye my lover
Goodbye my friend
You have been the one
You have been the one for me

Goodbye my lover
Goodbye my friend
You have been the one
You have been the one for me

I am a dreamer and when I wake
You can't break my spirit - it's my dreams you take
And as you move on, remember me
Remember us and all we used to be

I've seen you cry, I've seen you smile
I've watched you sleeping for a while
I'd be the father of your child
I'd spend a lifetime with you

I know your fears and you know mine
We've had our doubts but now we're fine
And I love you, I swear that's true
I cannot live without you

Goodbye my lover
Goodbye my friend
You have been the one
You have been the one for me

Goodbye my lover
Goodbye my friend
You have been the one
You have been the one for me

And I still hold your hand in mine
In mine when I'm asleep
And I will bear my soul in time
When I'm kneeling at your feet

Goodbye my lover
Goodbye my friend
You have been the one
You have been the one for me

Goodbye my lover
Goodbye my friend
You have been the one
You have been the one for me

I'm so hollow, baby
I'm so hollow
I'm so, I'm so, I'm so hollow

I'm so hollow, baby
I'm so hollow
I'm so, I'm so, I'm so hollow.

From: Letssingit
The Ego
... right now is a tissue paper.

You read right. The most special thing I have right now is sitting in my wallet... it's a tissue paper with something written on it.

I was at a traffic light waiting impatiently for it to turn green. A 4WD was in front of me, a Prado as it were. The driver got off leaving the car unattended and came over to my window. I rolled down the window and looked at him quizzically and with some element of surprise in my face. He handed me a folded up tissue paper and went back to his car. It read,

"Jaan... I love you a lot! *muuuaaahhh*"

I may not be in a great place in my life right now...I may not have the person who wrote me that little note, in one of his impulsive ways of showing me how much he loved me... but I will have the memories and ... this tissue paper.

A tissue paper...which I know I can never let go of...
The Ego
"Make a plan and I'll come"
I made one.
Where the fuck were you?

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I got accosted by two men a few days back. I was in DIC and walking towards a building where my friend had disappeared into when two men asked for directions to KV. I gave it to them and then one of them said "You're beautiful ... when can I meet you next? I'm leaving Dubai on Thursday, we should meet before that" and they went along this line while I was making several unsuccessful attempts to get outta there. The guy kept asking why I couldn't meet him and this and that. OMG... I decided to be rude and said, "I have to go" and stormed off while they were still trying to get me to come meet them!!!

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I went for the Terry Fox Run today!!! It was the first time I'd gone to Mamzar area... and I enjoyed myself... great exercise and an amazing number of pics clicked!!! :)

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Anyhoo ... here's to the next potpourri post!!!
The Ego
I've just been through a horrendous experience. No offence to the men in the car, but... for me, it was terrible!!! I was subjected to half an hour or more of listening to 'I went at 240km/h on this road' and 'Oh wow is it a 5 ltr?' and 'SHIIIIT' when someone said something supposedly awe-inspiring.

I don't get it. Why are men so obsessed with speed? How does it matter what speed you were driving at? I'm not being hypocritical...I've dabbled in speed myself. To experiment with my lil' car I went at 170km/h once. But once, just to see what it was like and then also, I didn't make a 20 minute conversation about it.

Yes, cars are beautiful and some of them run amazingly well. I know that...but it borders on obsession for guys, don't you think? It's like if they haven't gone fast in a car especially a sports car or an upscale car, then it's a crime!!! For so many of the ones I know, racing and then talking about it seems to be an essential part of their life. They seem to be able to compare speeds and talk about the years of models at the drop of a hat. To know whether a car is a a 2001 or 2002 model (who cares?) or whether the top speed can be achieved in 25 or 35 seconds (does 10 seconds make a catastrophic difference) ... hmmmm ... well, what can I say? Different people have different interests. I've accepted it, but doesn't mean it doesn't annoy me. Dudes, talk about this when I'm not there...you have plenty of time for that!!!

And a related topic to this one: It's so weird, every time a guy says he did something (I don't know what 'something' is...I've heard terms from 'doing a 360' to 'drifting' to 'going on 180' or gawd knows what) which is apparently AMAZING, the other men oblige with 'shiiiittt' or 'f***' or 'Afffaaaaaaaaa' and other particularly ridiculous exclamations. And this is something I HATE even more than 30-60 min conversations about cars.
Men, you like cars. I get that. So do I. But grow up. Seriously.
The Ego
I'm awake. It's 1:42am as I type this. And I am awake. I'm going to pay for this tomorrow... it's like a hangover, only it's not related to being drunk. It's my lack-of-sleep hangover.
How terrible.
And the wind is blowing outside... making crashing noises against something... ah well...
Plus my tummy is growling... uffff...
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