A rant and one of my favourite movies

Yes, you read right, Scarlet is ranting and raving…

To the woman in the red car on the highway this morning travelling more than 120km/h with your kid hanging his head out of the open window, not fastened with a seat belt….

YOU STUPID B***H!!! CAN’T YOU THINK FOR YOURSELF?? DON’T YOU KNOW HOW QUICKLY ACCIDENTS HAPPEN? WHAT WOULD HAPPEN TO YOUR KID IF YOU HAVE TO SLAM ON BREAKS FOR SOME OR OTHER REASON? I wonder what she would have done? Where would the kid have ended up? You don’t let the kid open the window while you are travelling at that speed on the highway, let alone let him hang out of it! URGH!

I don’t have kids, but my friends that do have them strapped in kiddie chairs. That is how it should be. As a parent you should make sure your kid is safe!

Rant over!

So, in other news, Notting Hill was on DSTV last night… *swoon* Hugh Grant and Julia Roberts… must admit, it is one of my favourites… even though I don’t have it in my DVD collection.

My favourite quote from the movie:

“For June who loved this garden from Joseph who always sat beside her.” Some people do spend their whole lives together.

And then, Notting Hill isn’t Notting Hill without one or two Spike Quotes…  so here goes:

“Just going to the kitchen to get some food, then I’m going to tell you a story that will make your balls shrink to the size of raisins.”

“ I knew a girl at school called Pandora. Never got to see her box, though.”

Anyways, at the end of the movie, a song plays and it’s called SHE.

I thought I’d share the lyrics with you today.

Elvis Costello

May be the face I can’t forget
The trace of pleasure or regret
May be my treasure or the price I have to pay

May be the song that summer sings
May be the chill that autumn brings
May be a hundred different things
Within the measure of a day

May be the beauty or the beast
May be the famine or the feast
May turn each day into a heaven or a hell

She may be the mirror of my dreams
The smile reflected in a stream
She may not be what she may seem
Inside her shell

Who always seems so happy in a crowd
Whose eyes can be so private and so proud
No one’s allowed to see them when they cry

May be the love that cannot hope to last
May come to me from shadows of the past
That I’ll remember till the day I die

May be the reason I survive
The why and wherefore I’m alive
The one I’ll care for through the rough and ready years

I’ll take her laughter and her tears
And make them all my souvenirs
For where she goes I’ve got to be
The meaning of my life is

She, oh she

So, that’s my rant and one of my favourite movies…
Have an awesome Thursday.


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