Lovin’ you...
This is the right thing to do
How can I ever change things
That I feel

If I could
Maybe I'd give you my world
How can I
When you won't take it from me

Chorus:
You can go your own way Go your own way
You can call it ... Another lonely day
You can go your own way Go your own way

Tell me why
Everything turned around
Packing up
Shackin’ up’s all you wanna do

If I could
Baby, I'd give you my world
Open up
Everything's waiting for you..

- "Go Your Own Way" Fleetwood Mac

Michael Johns is hothothothothothothawwwt!!!! gah.. why don't we have men like that here...

We wrote so many letters when we were young.. countless, endless, pages upon pages upon pages. But of course, that was before life got consumed by the internet and e-mail. Am I that old, that I actually lived through a time without the internet? And I wonder whether something human has been lost with the death of letter writing.

I used to write with lyrical ease, pen scrawling across paper, words tumbling out, thoughts flowing. Now, I type and inscribe with digital 1s and 0s, and I think, a little of the magic is lost.

So many letters.. I'd forgotten them all...

In this world of superficial, appearance-obsessed stars and reality shows, Paul Potts has shown what true talent and humility is. Unremarkable he may be in looks, but when he sings, he sings with raw passion and bared soul that grabs you. And all that you can concentrate on, all that you hear, is simply and only how beautifully he sings. He moved me and made me weep.

Paul Potts's audition on Britain's Got Talent.