I hate the way you talk to me, and the way you cut your hair. I hate the way you drive my car, I hate it when you stare. I hate your big dumb combat boots and the way you read my mind. I hate you so much it makes me sick. It even makes me rhyme. I hate the way you're always right, I hate it when you lie. I hate it when you make me laugh, even worse when you make me cry. I hate it when you're not around and the fact that you didn't call. But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you, not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all.
An exert from my favourite movie, 10 Things I Hate About You. It's hard to believe today marks the 5 year anniversary of the death of Heath Ledger. A sad day. I still remember the moment I had found out. He was my favourite actor, and I still to this day have kept the newspaper and magazine clippings that made tributes to him. Such a legend, gone too soon. At least we'll always have his films.
4/4/79 - 22/1/08