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How About Some Whine with Your Cheese?

Sometimes even I am suprised by my own lameness and sappiness.  There’s a point where I just embrace my pathetic inner self and laugh it off.

In the previous post I alluded to a certain somone coming into town.  That very special someone is Notebook (oh how I heart him).  (For you new readers you can go here to find out more about him)  Being the sucker for rejection that I clearly am, I’m getting ready to pine away for him after he rejects me tomorrow.  Sad, I know.

In preparation for the eventual nothingness that will come out of our seeing eachother, I’m listening to my very own playlist (created especially for just such an occassion).  Pathetic, I know.  At this point I have listened to You Don’t Know Me (they lyrics are below) at least 20 times today. 

You give your hand to me
And then you say, “Hello.”
And I can hardly speak,
My heart is beating so.
And anyone can tell
You think you know me well.
Well, you don’t know me.
(no you don’t know me)
No you don’t know the one
Who dreams of you at night;
And longs to kiss your lips
And longs to hold you tight
Oh I’m just a friend.
That’s all I’ve ever been.
Cause you don’t know me.
(no you don’t know me)
For I never knew the art of making love,
Though my heart aches with love for you.
Afraid and shy, I let my chance go by.
A chance that you might love me too.
(love me too)
You give your hand to me,
And then you say, “Goodbye.”
I watched you walk away,
Beside the lucky guy
Oh, you’ll never ever know
The one who loved you so.
Well, you don’t know me
(For I never knew the art of making love, )
(Though my heart aches with love for you. )
Afraid and shy, I let my chance go by.
A chance that you might love me too.
(love me too)
Oh, you give your hand to me,
And then you say, “Goodbye.”
I watched you walk away,
Beside the lucky guy
Oh, you’ll never ever know
The one who loved you so.
Well, you don’t know me
(you don’t love me, you don’t know me)

No, I know, it’s really pathetic.  Thankfully, I’ll have some booze in which to drown myself.  If you want the rest of my sappy little playlist, feel free to keep on reading. . .

Just when you thought it couldn’t get any worse, I present you with the playlist.  You see, it goes from a hopeful beginning to a broken heart.  Jesus, that’s so lame that I might just throw myself down some stairs. 

I present to you with my very special Notebook Playlist (prepared to be in awe of my pathetic sappy abilities):

You Don’t Know Me – Michael Buble
I Want To Hold Your Hand – T.V. Carpio (Across the Universe)
Crush – Mandy Moore
Rosalinda – Thalia
Kiss Me – Sixpense None The Richer
Touch Me – Boys & Girls (Spring Awakening)
What a Good Boy – Barenaked Ladies
Turn the Clock Around – Mandy Moore
Someday – Mariah Carey
Kissing a Fool – Michael Buble
Insensitive – Jann Arden
Hopelessly Devoted to You – Olivia Newton John (Grease)
Thanks That Was Fun – Barenaked Ladies
Way Back Into Love – Hugh Grant & Haley Bennett (Music & Lyrics)
You Don’t Know Me – Jann Arden

11 Responses

  1. I don’t know all of those songs, but it’s a fine mix as best I can tell, and I’ve had my moments of being quite the heartbreak kid. I became familiar with “You Don’t Know Me” on the soundtrack to My Best Friend’s Wedding, which is some chick, but as far as I know it was originally recorded by Ray Charles, and that’s a great cut.

    If you listen to country music, there are all sorts of wondrous heartbreak tunes awaiting you (Wynona Judd’s “Is It Over Yet?” is what’s going through my head right now), although “Insensitive” is a fine, fine cut for a list like this, and my favorite Mariah Carey tune in this vein was always “Always Be My Baby”. The one I really recommend, though, is “There’s a Fine, Fine Line” from Avenue Q. If you look up the lyrics, I bet you’ll feel better.

    Avenue Q lyrics, here I come. . .

    Okay, so I just checked out the lyrics. Impressive. I’d like to say that I don’t have the time to waste anymore, but he’s so pretty. -CS

  2. The “Hopelessly Devoted to You” song pushed me over the edge.

    For shame, Catherinette, how pathetic.

    I hope you have LOTS of alcohol at home cause you’re gonna need it.

    Know what I also have? The internet so I can post about how I threw myself at him and he tossed me to the side. -CS

  3. OH NO! I used to LOVE that song “You don’t know me” until my stalker sent me a copy of it and completely ruined it for me… so sad! Now it really creeps me out!

    That really is creepy. It could have been worse, he could have sent “Private Eyes” by Hall & Oates. Or “Every Breath You Take”. -CS

  4. You should really reject HIM. Say it before he says a word, then you have all the power! Then later, get drunk and beg him for forgiveness. Fool proof.

    Wait a second. Me reject him? Yeah, I don’t that’ll ever happen. I don’t want to date the guy, I just want to have a romp with him. -CS

  5. hopelessly devoted to you …i love that one!

    liquid courage? can you say no? sometimes it is so hard when it is a truly dreamy one, isn’t it? good luck girl

    I really can say no, I’m good at it. Especially if my legs aren’t shaved. -CS

  6. Oh my GOD… you are making Bridget Jones *SO* proud right now. All we need is some Shaka Khan, vodka and a pack of wild dogs to complete the transformation! ha.ha.ha…

    Plus I need to move to London. -CS

  7. No! Never be ashamed of the Olivia Newton-John song! It’s not pathetic – it’s a classic pine-away tune for the ages! It gives women the strength needed for repeated disappointments! Why am I using so many exclamation marks?!

    It’s because you’re excited! Olivia Newton John really means something! -CS

  8. Oh my God, I actually teared up a little reading the lyrics.

    It’s sappy. I know. -CS

  9. I’m the same way with Journey’s “Don’t Stop Believin’.”

    That’s so very moving. It really is. It touches me. -CS

  10. If you want to be pitiful put some Sade on repeat…that will make you drink.

    Just thinking about it makes me thristy. -CS

  11. I kept thinking that was that Bon Jovi song “She Don’t Know Me,” but apparently not. I was going to say you were lame for liking that song, but then it wasn’t that song, and I’m the one who kind of knows lyrics to a Bon Jovi song. I’m not sure what to feel anymore.

    Still, this playlist is decidedly not hip. I’m docking you cool points.

    Remember, as a lass once told me: “There are far too many boys out there to be worried about one who doesn’t like you.”

    Yes, there are far too many of them. For example, there are ones that drive Yellow Mustangs, and there are international men of mystery, then there are the young 23 year olds who are awkward and tell you about how they play Halo with their older brothers. Many, many options.

    Let’s talk about the cool points here, Mr. What would you say if I told you that I had the keys to the Tang ‘Stang in my hot little hand on Saturday? That would pretty much cause a deduction of more points, wouldn’t it? -CS

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