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A Lot Like Love


Note: Again long hiatus... what can say busy, busy busy! anyway New Year, New
Post. here you go. Enjoy!


Finally after 3 years, I had now seen the ending of this movie. I felt like moving along with its core plot - the frustratingly constant cat and mouse chase for your happy ending. To refresh y'all A Lot Like Love is the story of Oliver (Ashton Kutcher) and Emily (Amanda Peet) who had a brief "encounter" on their flight from LAX to JFK but as soon as the plane landed so did their rendezvous. Over a period of time, they keep on meeting each other- first as acquaintances, becoming good friends and finally developing an intimate feeling to one another to which most of the time they have to repress as either one of them is working at the other end of the state or is happily dating someone. It's more of like Barry Manilow's Somewhere Down the Road Song.. "We had the right love at the wrong time..." Aren't we all suckers for happy ending? and this movie just gave us that when when the shoe finally fits, when they realize that they are really meant for each other after all. The *kilig* (mushy) moment for me was when Oliver went to look for Amanda and sang her this song.


"I'll Be There For You"

I guess this time you're really leaving
I heard your suitcase say goodbye
And as my broken heart lies bleeding
You say true love it's suicide

You say you're cried a thousand rivers
And now you're swimming for the shore
You left me drowning in my tears
And you won't save me anymore

Now I'm praying to God you'll give me one more chance, girl

I'll be there for you
These five words I swear to you
When you breathe I want to be the air for you
I'll be there for you
I'd live and I'd die for you
Steal the sun from the sky for you
Words can't say what a love can do
I'll be there for you

I know you know we've had some good times
Now they have their own hiding place
I can promise you tomorrow
But I can't buy back yesterday

And Baby you know my hands are dirty
But I wanted to be your valentine
I'll be the water when you get thirsty, baby
When you get drunk, I'll be the wine

I'll be there for you
These five words I swear to you
When you breathe I want to be the air for you
I'll be there for you
I'd live and I'd die for you
Steal the sun from the sky for you
Words can't say what a love can do
I'll be there for you

[Solo]

And I wasn't there when you were happy
I wasn't there when you were down
I didn't mean to miss your birthday, baby
I wish I'd seen you blow those candles out

I'll be there for you
These five words I swear to you
When you breathe I want to be the air for you
I'll be there for you
I'd live and I'd die for you
Steal the sun from the sky for you
Words can't say what a love can do
I'll be there for you








OMG, i just melted and wanted Ashton for myself. hahahahaha now i know this would be on my wedding song playlist. hahaha i wish! hahahaha (Calling all the MEN out there.. pls sing me this song too... )


I just can't help but say that I'm practically LIVING the movie. all the elements like the airports, the constant travelling, the serendipitous meeting of probably "the one", my oblivious nature that is often times misinterpreted as being nonchalant well in fact I'm more sensitive than they think, the aching distance, the improper timings, the take offs and landings. I know i have to emancipate myself from dreaming. wake up ja! :P

Im just so sad sometimes, that whenever i meet a great guy, it's either one of these recurring themes happen:

1. He lives in a country where i don't get rostered that often.
2. He's attached or still dwelling on someone else's shadow.
3. He's utterly sexually pathetic.
4. He's turns out to be an insensitive, self-absorbed idiot
5. He's older than my parents.

May 2009 be my year.. awwwww... Someday I know my prince will be there and You'll ALL be very jealous of me hahahaha.... bwahahahaha *evil laughter* (NOT!)


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