The Scientist - Coldplay (Lyrics)

Ratatouille - Le Festin

Original French Lyrics:

Les rêves des amoureux sont comme le bon vin
Ils donnent de la joie ou bien du chagrin
Affaibli par la faim je suis malheureux
Volant en chemin tout ce que je peux
Car rien n’est gratuit dans la vie.

Éspoire est un plât bien trop vite consommé
À sauter les repas je suis habitué
Un voleur, solitaire, est triste à nourrir
À nous, je suis amer, je veux réussir
Car rien n’est gratuit dans la vie.

Jamais on ne redira que la course aux étoiles, ça n’est pas pour moi
Laisser moi vous émerveillez, prendre mon envol

Nous allons enfin nous réga….(ler)
À la prête fin enfin nous (prends ce… / danse…..)

Et sortez les bouteilles, finis les ennuis
Je dresse la table, demain nouvelle vie
Je suis heureux a l’idée de ce nouveau destin
Une vie à me cacher, et puis libre enfin
Le festin est sur mon chemin
Une vie à me cacher et puis libre enfin
Le festin est sur mon chemin. . . .

Google search results contain also another translation -Thanks to Akma (Courtesy of http://akmaahamed2005.blogspot.com/2007/12/le-festin-feast.html

Dreams are to lovers as wine is to friends..
Carried through lifetimes, (and) spilled now and then..
I am driven by hunger, so saddened to be…..
Thieving in darkness; I know you’re not pleased..
But nothing worth eating is free.

My hope is a banquet impatiently downed..
Impossibly full, now I’ll probably drown..
Many thieves’ lives are lonely with one mouth to feed…..
If giving means taking, I’ll never succeed..
For nothing worth stealing is………………………

……..Free at last; won’t be undersold
Surviving isn’t living; won’t eat what I’m told..
Let me free, I’ll astonish you; I’m planning to fly..
I won’t let this party just pass me by…..

The banquet is now underway, so……………………..
Bring out the bottles; a new tale has spun..
In clearing this table, my new life’s begun..
I am nervous, excited; (oh) just read the marquee!
A lifetime of hiding; I’m suddenly free!
My dinner is waiting for me.

A lifetime of hiding; I’m suddenly free!
My dinner is waiting for me….

ADELE - MAKE YOU FEEL MY LOVE FULL LENGTH + LYRICS

There are a lot of people in the world who don't realize that there's somebody out there who's willing to go through so much for them. They don't realize how much we care for them.

Americans are NOT stupid - WITH SUBTITLES

I don't think that all Americans are stupid. Just like how I don't think all Filipinos are clueless. This video is really funny, I don't think that it's that it's insulting, though it is very embarassing. If I were in their places I might forget how to answer the question too. Who can think straight when a guy in a fancy suit points a microphone at you, asking you a question that you probably haven't thought about since last year or... never. There's also this imaginery clock that keeps on ticking as he looks at you expectantly, mutely telling you to answer the question immediatly.

Taylor Swift - If This Was A Movie Lyrics

If I Die Young- The Band Perry

If I die young, bury me in satin
Lay me down on a, bed of roses
Sink me in the river, at dawn
Send me away with the words of a love song
Uh oh, uh oh
Lord make me a rainbow, I'll shine down on my mother
She'll know I'm safe with you when she stands under my colors, oh and
Life ain't always what you think it ought to be, no
Ain't even grey, but she buries her baby
The sharp knife of a short life, well
I've had, just enough time
If I die young, bury me in satin
Lay me down on a, bed of roses
Sink me in the river, at dawn
Send me away with the words of a love song
The sharp knife of a short life, well
I've had, just enough time
And I'll be wearing white, when I come into your kingdom
I'm as green as the ring on my little, cold finger, I've
Never known the lovin' of a man
But it sure felt nice when he was holding my hand, there's a
Boy here in town says he'll, love me forever
Who would have thought forever could be severed by
The sharp knife of a short life, well
I've had, just enough time
So put on your best boys and I'll wear my pearls
What I never did is done
A penny for my thoughts, oh no, I'll sell them for a dollar
They're worth so much more after I'm a goner
And maybe then you'll hear the words I been singin'
Funny when you're dead how people start listenin'
If I die young, bury me in satin
Lay me down on a, bed of roses
Sink me in the river, at dawn
Send me away with the words of a love song
Uh oh (uh, oh)
The ballad of a dove (uh, oh)
Go with peace and love
Gather up your tears, keep 'em in your pocket
Save them for a time when you're really gonna need them, oh
The sharp knife of a short life, well
I've had, just enough time
So put on your best boys and I'll wear my pearls

The Band Perry - If I Die Young

I'm very wary when it comes to signs or superstitions. It's why I bite my finger after I point at something (people say it's bad luck if you don't). But I also believe that pointing at someone is somewhat rude.

Last Saturday I was listening to a song when I read a comment which was written in all caps. It said, DON'T READ, (Of course I read it anyway) it continued on saying about some stuff about being kissed by your crush and meeting your true love. I figured that I should really stop reading in case I read something I didn't want to know. But I didn't stop, not until I read the warning. It said, SINCE YOU DIDN'T STOP AND CONTINUED READING ANYWAY, YOU'LL DIE IN TWO DAYS IF YOU DON'T SPREAD THIS MESSAGE THREE TIMES IN THE NEXT 153 MINUTES, being myself I was, of course, spooked. I didn't sleep very well that night, nor the next night. I kept on thinking how my heart was beating too loudly and why the dogs were barking so much. It made me feel like that girl from the movie "Drag me to Hell", not a very good feeling.
Last night, before I went to sleep, I thanked God sincerely for all the days that I've had and maybe, if he'll let it, all the other days I will still be having. I've never really thought of what it'd be like if I died, I guess I imagined I'd be like a ghost or something because I don't really feel like I'm on the end of my road yet.

I watched this movie last December, it was about a guy who could see spirits but wouldn't help them. After some time, after he lost the girl he was in love with, he came to realize that he felt empty, numb, like nothing was important or relevant anymore. He asked his fellow dentist to write a receipt for him so he could get some drugs to make it all easier to get by. The dentist didn't give him anything but showed him a quote,

“Only a life lived for others is worth living”
-Albert Einstein

The guy understood and started helping out the spirits that seeked him. It was really nice because the spirits faded into a flash of light whenever he was done doing what they requested. It was after all that that he realized something. He said that it isn't that the spirit isn't letting go because of some unfinished business, it's us not willing to let them go yet, maybe because we're not ready, or because we really don't want to.

I asked Treena what she'd feel if she knew she would die, she said it was okay just as long nobody got hurt. I think that's a noble way to die, but if I think of it I don't want to die at all. At least not yet, not until God thinks it's time for me to go. Sharing about this makes me feel a whole lot better, it makes me nervous to read messages like this (the one in all caps), it makes me shudder.

Refection Entry: Jan. 5, 2011

We have our desires for something better, something greater. Write down your desires and explain.

I have the desire to be happy more often, not less. I desire happiness for the present because it keeps me from thinking about the past, obssesing about the moments where I may have been more happier than I am now because I can never return to those moments, I can only remember them.

I have a desire for fruitful todays and tomorrows because they keep away the feelings of helplessness, self-pity, and depression.

And lastly, I desire for a kinder and peaceful world because this kind of world wouldn't make me, nor you, any more cynical or cold than we already are.

Lovely by michelle tumes

This song is by a Christan writer. It talks about how everything in the world is lovely and how God is always there with us, being our stregth. There may be bad things ut there's nalways the good that can combat them. This song is for time where we fail to recognize ho lucky we are to see what we see, to hear what we hear and to be with thos who we are with. :)

You're the sweet dreams that soothe me
when I can't fall asleep.
You're the field
in the middle of the city.
When I'm rushing by
at the speed of light.

You're the strong resolution
when I find no peace.
You're the church bells ringing
in the evening.
When all is quiet,
Your whisper comfort
lifts my heart.
I get so weak.

Ohhh.... You're lovely, lovely
You're the center of my universe.
(my universe)
A thousand times
I look around me and I find...
Ohh... you're lovely. (lovely)
You're the center of my universe.
(my universe)
A million ways
cannot explain,
you're lovely.

You're the soft words that touch me
when I just can't speak.
You're the breeze on the ocean
in the morning,
reminding me
to greet the day.

You're the flowers I remember
seeing in Italy.
Colors through
a golden haze,
bright and radiant,
soft and fragrant
In the noon day sun,
it makes me sing.

The Things That I Want

When people ask me what I want I'd give them an easy answer. I'd say a book or a journal with a nice pen because that's the easiest. If they asked me what I wanted for the rest of my life I'd say I want peace, happiness, and love along with friends and family because that's what everyone is looking for, someone to be happy with. But if I were to be asked what I really want, with nothing at stake and where anything is possible, I'd say I want a pet. A Dog, a Turtle, and maybe even a Guinea pig.

I grew up surrounded with things to love, especially animals, I love animals. I remember my first puppy, a black one that my Dad let me name (my Mom and Dad love animals too). After her (the puppy), my Dad let me name all of the puppies she ever had. Then there were chickens, and chickens, of course, had chicks. Chicks that I helped feed and change their drinking water everyday on summers. There were also birds that got injured, or newly born birds that fell from their nests. Those birds rarely got better and sadly died a few days later. But there was one bird, Robin, I called it, who got shot and fell because of it's injured wing. I captured it while it was hunting for food on the ground, hopping mostly because it could only just drag it's right wing. My Mom and I cared for it until the day the feathers on it's wing grew back and it could fly again. There were also kittens... I'm not going to talk about what happened to the kittens. I'm not a cat person anyway, but bless the souls of those kittens.

So when I have a job and when I'll have enough time I'll buy a pet of my. My library can wait, a nice laptop and cellphone can wait, a closet full of clothes and pretty shoes can wait, because I'd rather have a pet first than any of this.

The Brother's Grimm

The German brothers Wilhelm and Jacob Grimm spent years collecting and researching folk tales early in the 19th century. They published Children's and Household Tales in 1812, a collection which became known as "Grimm's Fairy Tales." The collection included what are now some of the world's most famous stories, including Cinderella, Hansel and Gretel, Rapunzel and Rumpelstiltskin. Wilhelm married in 1825, but Jacob never wed and for most of his life lived in his brother's home. The brothers also began a German historical dictionary, the enormous Deutsches Worterbook, which ran to 16 volumes when it was finally completed by others in 1954.Read more: http://www.answers.com/topic/the-brothers-grimm#ixzz1AJNxsJUK

I borrowed this book (Grimm's Grimmest) from a certain Cafe that I am really, really starting to like. This book is very gruesome, mostly because it's an English translation of the original stories that the brothers Grimm had collected. So far I've found out that they have 209 stories, I'm not sure but there might be more. Most of the Grimm Fairy tales that we read are watered down or edited in a way that it'll be suitable for children who aren't accustomed to violence. But this book's stories are not watered down. Not all end in a happy ending, and those that do are still gruesome in the beginning and middle part. Gives a new exaggeration to "sunshine after the rain".

But even with all that I really do like it. My reasons are simply because they're a little bit like history, fictional they may be. These stories were probably collected from the common folk who tell tales around the fire to make things exciting. These stories really are amazing, to me at least, they might not be that way for others.

The Old Woman in the Wood

A poor servant-girl was once traveling with the family with which she was in service, through a great forest, and when they were in the midst of it, robbers came out of the thicket, and murdered all they found. All perished together except the girl, who had jumped out of the carriage in a fright, and hidden herself behind a tree. When the robbers had gone away with their booty, she came out and beheld the great disaster. Then she began to weep bitterly, and said, "What can a poor girl like me do now? I do not know how to get out of the forest, no human being lives in it, so I must certainly starve."
She walked about and looked for a road, but could find none. When it was evening she seated herself under a tree, gave herself into God's keeping, and resolved to sit waiting there and not go away, let happen what might. When she had sat there for a while, a white dove came flying to her with a little golden key in its beak. It put the little key in her hand, and said, "Do you see that great tree, therein is a little lock, open it with the tiny key, and you will find food enough, and suffer no more hunger."
Then she went to the tree and opened it, and found milk in a little dish, and white bread to break into it, so that she could eat her fill. When she was satisfied, she said, "It is now the time when the hens at home go to roost, I am so tired I could go to bed too." Then the dove flew to her again, and brought another golden key in its bill, and said, "Open that tree there, and you will find a bed." So she opened it, and found a beautiful white bed, and she prayed God to protect her during the night, and lay down and slept.
In the morning the dove came for the third time, and again brought a little key, and said, "Open that tree there, and you will find clothes." And when she opened it, she found garments beset with gold and with jewels, more splendid than those of any king's daughter. So she lived there for some time, and the dove came every day and provided her with all she needed, and it was a quiet good life.
Then one day the dove came and said, "Will you do something for my sake?" "With all my heart," said the girl. Then said the little dove, "I will guide you to a small house, enter it and inside it, an old woman will be sitting by the fire and will say, 'good-day.' But on your life give her no answer, let her do what she will, but pass by her on the right side. Further on, there is a door, which open, and you will enter into a room where a quantity of rings of all kinds are lying, amongst which are some magnificent ones with shining stones. Leave them, however, where they are, and seek out a plain one, which must likewise be amongst them, and bring it here to me as quickly as you can."
The girl went to the little house, and came to the door. There sat an old woman who stared when she saw her, and said, "Good-day my child." The girl gave her no answer, and opened the door. "Whither away?" cried the old woman, and seized her by the gown, and wanted to hold her fast, saying, "That is my house, no one can go in there if I choose not to allow it." But the girl was silent, got away from her, and went straight into the room.
Now there lay on the table an enormous quantity of rings, which gleamed and glittered before her eyes. She turned them over and looked for the plain one, but could not find it. While she was seeking, she saw the old woman and how she was stealing away, and wanting to go off with a bird-cage which she had in her hand. So she went after her and took the cage out of her hand, and when she raised it up and looked into it, a bird was inside which had the plain ring in its bill.
Then she took the ring, and ran quite joyously home with it, and thought the little white dove would come and get the ring, but it did not. Then she leant against a tree, determined to wait for the dove. As she thus stood, it seemed just as if the tree was soft and pliant, and was letting its branches down. And suddenly the branches twined around her, and were two arms, and when she looked around, the tree was a handsome man, who embraced and kissed her heartily, and said, "You have delivered me from the power of the old woman, who is a wicked witch. She had changed me into a tree, and every day for two hours I was a white dove, and so long as she possessed the ring I could not regain my human form." Then his servants and his horses, who had likewise been changed into trees, were freed from the enchanter also, and stood beside him. And he led them forth to his kingdom, for he was a king's son, and they married, and lived happily.
--The End--

This is a Brother's Grimm Fairy Tale

Sherlock Holmes fanatic

"You see, but you do not observe. The distinction is clear."

I am a fan of Sherlock Holmes. Even though he is fictional I think He is a great man. Basically because he is smart and clever. I have also watched the movie of Sherlock Holmes and Dr. Watson, and I am also am a fan of it.

The Christmas Hat Contest

To spice things up last Christmas, we had a Hat making contest. Each of the Families made hats that none of the other families saw, even when it was still unfinished. it was only revealed afterwards.