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An attempt to understand Goerge Michael’s song: Last Christmas | The Kitchen Club

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The truth is a cape I wear to protect me from the daggers of falsehood. What is The Kitchen Club? An attempt to understand Goerge Michael’s song: Last Christmas. For those unfamiliar with the song, here is the chorus:. 8220;Last Christmas I gave you my heart. But the very next day, you gave it away. This year, to save me from tears. I’ll give it to someone special.”. And now an attempt to understand the lyric, line by line:. 8220;Last Christmas, I gave you my heart.”. OK, so she shagged someone else.

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One drink too many...: Stolen words

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One drink too many. Confessions we make, some to ourselves. some to the world. Saturday, December 02, 2006. We live in a world of sullen impulses, where a gray light of faith hangs in the flight of the moist unknown uncertainties. Someone.recently mentioned to me.blogging was out! And I come here and see that the layout's changed.so is blogging back? Anyways.thanks for the comment.yeah those were the days! Thanks.now i dont care if anyone else posts a comment on my blog or not.:). View my complete profile.

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One drink too many...: June 2006

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One drink too many. Confessions we make, some to ourselves. some to the world. Wednesday, June 21, 2006. Check rules there please). This is a picture tag, by the looks of it. and, a cheesy one. Yay! 1 Most desirable celebrity. Comment: I am going to be frowned upon, I know. 2 Want to do. Comment: How old am I, again? 3 Want to visit this place. Comment: Home. Been awhile. Comment: I am such a geek, no? 5 Ctrl Print Screen NOW. Comment: Burf, get rid of that yellow for Devil's sake. Now, I tag.

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One drink too many...

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One drink too many. Confessions we make, some to ourselves. some to the world. Monday, September 04, 2006. When I woke up this morning, there was light in the air. The skies were painted in a solemn blue. There was a sense of serenity. Clarity. Like a widow with dry eyes the day after the death. How do you think up something like that? Were you alluding to Tennis as the widow after losing its prince charming, Agassi forever! I absolutely love the melancholy thought. My god. blues. I am fine, thank u :).

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One drink too many...: July 2005

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One drink too many. Confessions we make, some to ourselves. some to the world. Monday, July 25, 2005. There are little things in one’s life that should never be forgotten. Case in point, an umbrella on a rainy day. There are little things in life one should never be worried about. Case in point, forgetting an umbrella on a rainy day and getting drenched. But there is one thing in life, one must always remember. Bless you. err. me! When you are bored and you know it. take a quiz! You kill with magic.

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One drink too many...: August 2005

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One drink too many. Confessions we make, some to ourselves. some to the world. Tuesday, August 30, 2005. I don’t say it is wrong to be arrogant. You can be arrogant. Arrogance is just a human flaw, among others such as immaturity, narcissism, patriotism, tooth decay et al. I see a lot of people being offended on their encounters with such brats. Don’t! In fact, feel sorry for them. They nurse insecurities and fears far deep rooted than any of your shallow counterparts. Well, take it from me. PS I am back!

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One drink too many...: January 2006

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One drink too many. Confessions we make, some to ourselves. some to the world. Wednesday, January 25, 2006. Let us assume, a hypothetical situation. She did not turn back. She did not know. Sunday, January 22, 2006. No, may be not. Monday, January 16, 2006. These hips are big hips. They need space to. They do not fit into little. Petty places, these hips. They do not like to be held back. These hips have never been enslaved,. They go where they want to go. They do what they want to do. I have known them.

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One drink too many...: February 2006

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One drink too many. Confessions we make, some to ourselves. some to the world. Sunday, February 26, 2006. I run away from him everyday. As he sips on his morning tea. His eyes trace my flight for awhile. But his feet don't care. I run away from him everyday. With him by my side. He raises his brow sometimes. Sometimes he just smiles. I run away from him everyday. Dragging my tired feet along. Waiting for the fateful day. The day whose shadows I see. I run away from him everyday. But today he stops me.

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One drink too many...: April 2006

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One drink too many. Confessions we make, some to ourselves. some to the world. Sunday, April 09, 2006. Of late, I am having constant bouts of gloom. So I go to the most expensive shop in the neighbourhood. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. Of late, I am having constant bouts of gloom. So I. Random Thoughts about Some Small Things. My so called Life. In America and the Age of Poisoned thought. Daily Dose of Hysteria. 7 days from nowhere, camping on the horizon.