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Living it up in Dubai

2016-07-26T19:01:24Z

In Dubai - And I'm melting

Happy Fucking Birthday

2015-03-21T02:11:40Z

I'm 28.

I feel a drift. As High as I tried to start this year fate has stepped in - with a much twisted sense of humour. It has been a long time since I posted. But for anyone actually reading this. My Wonderful Baby sister ran away from home last august. I became a bit of a hermit after that, I feel it was more out of a sense of obligation to my parents,

I love them. I was afraid of what they would do....much like the others. But as often found, I take that to a higher level. Spending almost every waking minute with them is overkill. .....So you feel. Gina (the youngest) can't even give a reason for why she has left. You worry and consider every little thing you have ever done. Every word ever said, every action ever taken. What you could have done.....what you shouldn't have?

I thought it was the worse thing that could eve happpen.....The most pain I had ever felt. Sadly it was yet to come.

I had tried to turn it around in the new year. NEW ME. to work on the things I wanted....needed. Life is short.

I sentence I would learn too quickly. On the 5th of June, I lost one of my closest friends. She had fought and beat cancer last year. And after some celebration, I took for granted her support. I wish I had told her everything....but I thought about the trivial drama I was living through....and kept quiet, all but the odd "hey hows its going..."

I received a message on new year....the cancer was back. Think I had more time to meet and speak we talked about arranging a date to meet......

5th Feb. I received a call from her husband. Claire shephard. One of the most wonderful people I have ever had the fortune to know had passed. I have fought for weeks to remember my last words. The last thought. The last hug.

I miss her. I am going through a lot at home and I wish I could just tell her how I feel....I wish I had told her everything. She would have given the best advice...she always did. Always made me laugh.

I felt my problems were so small....but now she is gone I know she would have always been there....I should have take more time

I am 28

Bitter. Sad. And Alone. This may go unnoticed....if I was a lesser person this may be it. But despite the booze. I live to live. Life is there to live...don't wate the chances you are given.

I love you Claire

tsplash @ 2014-02-25T00:29:00

2014-02-25T00:29:41Z

CHange freeze my ass. I love my job :P

All this dating malarkey

2013-09-16T09:06:43Z

Arghhh lol. It all feels so complicated. I'm 100% sure men are way more complicated - I can't figure out what they want - guess I'm in too much of a hurry to be half way though the story.

Lets get healthy

2012-12-03T06:42:57Z

Decided to be a little more healthier working up to xmas - No chocolate or bread -

Tara Pathirana is fundraising for Cancer Research UK

2012-06-19T13:57:14Z

Hey all

Can you sponsor my colleagues and me

http://www.raceforlifesponsorme.org/ServiceDeskGirls

Cutting the Fat

2012-05-04T09:57:14Z

I have been unsuccessfully dieting, but I recently read a book that inspired me to change how I eat and exercise. So far so good. I eat 3 meals a day - not craving chocolate But I am addicted to have at least 1 ginger nut biscuit a day. I drink only water and a glass of milk at the end of the day, and I feel great :P

wish me luck

Writer's Block: Chatty Cathy

2011-10-19T15:24:35Z

Most recently family - After a disastrous holiday with my friends I've found it difficult to talk to the one person I used to tell everything to.

Race For Life

2011-06-13T16:57:38Z

Hey

Sorry I've been a bit awol! Just wanted to let you guys know: I will be running/walking (see how it goes) the 5k Race for Life on the 24th July - Finsbury Park. I'm really looking forward to it and have started training already - (great help with the weight loss.) If anyone can sponsor me please do either online or in person! Thanks for your donations and encouragement.

htc

2011-05-03T22:39:47Z

thought I'd try this out. LiveJournal app on my HTC. watched an affair to remember last night and cried my eyes out. love the classics.

Posted via LiveJournal app for Android.

OMG BONES!

2010-04-08T18:43:47Z

How good was that 100th ep?! Poor Booottthh:( great charater Dev!

Coming Home

2009-10-15T01:28:20Z

Due to some unforseen problems back home (Not life or death, so don't worry too much) I have to return to England, and while Vancouver has been a blast, can't wait to post all about it...I have missed home.

So I will be back on English soil on Sunday. Sadly bypassing all those I had promised to see:(

xxx

Looks like I'm coming home

2009-10-02T01:49:02Z

Something's come up and looks like I'll have to head back to london very soon:*(

7 minutes left

2009-09-24T00:27:37Z

in my allotted net time.

I f*cked up my computer so have been force to sign up at a library. But hopefully I'll have it fixed soon. I can not describe how amazing the last 7 months have been. I feel I have grown alot. More confident, More adventurous and with more options, but still without a clue of where I'm going but who cares lol.

I've moved from job to job some pretty shitty but fun things:P not really stuff to shine on a resume but flexible enough to get the cash and drop everything and go on a trip:P

Off to whistler on sunday, its one of those hop on hop off bus tours. they give you the option of bungee jumping. I'm not saying I will do it but I'm not saying I won't either, Its not on my list of things to do before I die but when opportunity knocks...who knows.

Anyways I best be getting off. Got work at 6, in a cinema, lousy pay, cheap food, lots of canadians and free movies:P it ain't a bad job and I've got a couple of other things going to:P

Catch y'all laters xxx

still alive and loving canada:P

2009-09-22T01:41:28Z

just letting you know lol:P

Going to the island

2009-08-07T10:37:14Z

Still loving canada! Working funky jobs, meeting great people and planning to work at the olympics:D

HHHHHHEEEEEEEEEEYYYYYY

2009-05-31T09:30:52Z

another night of drunkenness and a funky trip home!

As most of you know I am have an AMAZING time here in vancouver Canada even on a budget;) I never know where or what I'll be doing unless its work LOL

BUT ANYWAYS;) Just a little update:DP

CREEPING OUT

2009-04-21T07:13:13Z

BIGGEST F*CKING SPIDER IN THE BATHROOM! REPLICATOR SIZE....I KID YOU NOT. HOW THE F*CK AM I GOING TO SLEEP NOW???!

just found out

2009-03-30T18:58:54Z

Just found out there's a stargate Con this week, right next to mall I go to almost every day?! Apparently there's going to be tours of the set and everything, but to expensive and wouldn't be the same with out you guys....but still....would be nice to see any of the actors while i'm shopping lol

missing home

2009-03-21T01:23:16Z

With tomorrow looming I know I should be excited, but i miss home, miss my mum, my dad, my baby sis and even the other 3 brats.

I miss my boys,...I know we'd be doing something stupid, something simple. Movie, bowling, drinking and probably ended at Chris' house for more movies with drunken commentary.

It also has me thinking about when I finally do go back home, how things may change....Christians been working on actually enlisting in the Army instead of just TA. Everyone we'll have grown up with Jobs...

Hope we can still act like kids now and then:)

They're apparently doing renovating at Home. when I go back it'll be a different house, regina will be in high school I hope she's not a bitchy brat. but won't know til she's in year 7 *shudder*.

The girls will be working there way to their final years of Uni. and I'll have to get a real job lol!

But I do love that I came here! That I made the move to Vancouver...that I'm seeing this side of the world:D:P

love ya guys!

:p

2009-03-15T16:45:29Z

I'm off to the ST PATRICK'S DAY PARADE:D

Pics of Vancouver and such

2009-03-09T05:10:37Z

http://www.facebook.com/photos.php?id=277702001

I've been doing some cheap ass touring, bought a months bus pass and just jumping here to there, job fronts a little stale but having a blast:D:P

so....

2009-03-02T20:07:44Z

beeen applying to loads of jobs, office work, call centres...cinema, retail.....and apparently the problem is.....

I'm Overqualified

WTF????????

Title: Their last moment. PG

2009-02-24T06:47:31Z

This fic wasn't originally written with the Theme in Mind, mostly I've been rewatching old eps and BTS gave me this idea. Once again its unbeta'd and was just written so....you know:P:D Hope you all enjoy

Title: Their last moment.
Author: Tara Pathirana
Summary: They just need a little more time....
Spoilers: Beneath the Surface
Genre: Angst, Romance, Episode Tag
Rating: PG
Notes: Written for the SJ_Everyday Good bye challenge
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It’s been three days since their return to earth. Three days of remembering the things they had been forced to forget and fighting to forget the life they were forced to live for such a short time. Three restless nights of trying to adjust from what had been to what was...

She knocks on his door, even though every fiber of her being tells her to forget. To go home. Get over the need to just have him nearby. To carry on, move on….Alone. But that voice right in the back of her mind, the last niggling trace of Thera cries out to just see him again, to feel his presence, to take one last look into Jonahs eyes.

If he’s surprised to see her he doesn’t show it. He steps back and waits as she enters without a word closing the door behind her. Time passes by them both as they stand there in his living room, unmoving, neither ready to speak, neither knowing what to say but both feeling a complete sense of calm that’s been missing.

“I….can’t sleep….haven’t slept.” She shifts slightly, swallowing against the lump that had risen unbidden to her throat as he nods and mutters a “me too...” No other words are spoken as they stand before each other afraid to move forward, but unable to turn back. He finally makes a decision and takes her hand, leading her slowly towards his bedroom, she follows with ease, his touch so reassuring that the tension of the last three days begins to seep away.

His hand falls away when they enter the room, and he moves to the right side of the bed, laying down and watching her….waiting. The choice is simple and difficult all at once but she doesn’t want to think about anything right now. She’s so tired. She takes off her jacket and shoes and lies on the other side of the bed facing him, leaving a fair gap between their bodies. A peace falls over them both, a sense of relief that they haven’t felt since leaving the planet. There had always been a reassurance being just within each others sight and Sam briefly wonders if she’ll ever be able to carry on without it, but quickly shakes the thought away. Not now. Not here.

Laying there face to face, their knees barley touching they watch each other, no longer Just Carter and O’Neill, nor Jonah and Thera but a combination of the two so much needing to be said, and yet everything being passed between them with just a look just as it had always been and just as it always would. Jack moves his right hand towards the centre of the bed, stopping half way, her eyes follow its path before looking back at him, and after a few moments she slowly eases her own hand into his with a deep sigh. He watches as there fingers intertwine and he tightens his grip slightly brushing his thumb over her skin, both reveling in the contact and how right it feels. They lay that way for sometime, just watching, waiting until sleep finally takes them both.

Jack’s the first to awaken in the morning, both relieved and saddened to find that neither of them have moved and their hands still lay linked between them. He watches her sleep, completely peaceful and content, unguarded. He’s never seen her this way and aches knowing he may never again.

His left hand moves slowly across the gap almost of its own accord, drifting above her ear, into her hair, the strands moving delicately through his fingers. He senses her eyes on him and shifts to catch her gaze, a small smile playing across his lips. A number of morning pleasantries cross his mind to greet her but he ignores them all nothing seeming completely fitting for this moment.

“I’m sorry….about your hair.” He remembers the feel of it as he slowly cut each strand just as she had asked, his heart filling with regret but only too happy to grant her every wish.

She gives a half shrug. “I kinda like it.” His fingers move down past her ear and along her jaw, his thumb caressing her cheek, inching towards her lips. She watches him, his eyes mesmerized by the trail of his own fingers and her soft skin beneath them, as his thumb finally moves across her bottom lip, his eyes find hers and for a moment he allows himself to wonder about the feel of her lips, the taste of her mouth, before he shyly looks away pulling his hand back to his side.

A few moments pass before he pulls their joined hands towards his own face, resting his cheek against hers, and pressing his lips against her wrist he hears the small gasp she makes and closes his eyes as he nuzzles his head against her hand, his breath brushing over her skin.

It can’t last.

Sam slowly unwinds her hand from his, and runs her fingers along his jaw, raking though his morning stubble before finally resting against his cheek as they stare once more into each others eyes, into their souls.

“I should go.” Her voice is barely above a whisper and he makes no sign that he’s heard though she knows he has, her fingers continuing to move against his skin. The moment lasts longer than it should and she’s the first to look away, turning from him, she gets up and pulls on her shoes and picks up her jacket, he watches her for a few more seconds and them slowly follows suit, trailing behind her down the hall way to the front door, both of them taking smaller steps to draw out the little time they have left.

She stops just short of the door and slips her arms into her jacket, turning as if to say something to him but then decides against it, an ache beginning to move through her and the lump once again in her throat as she turns the door handle.

He’s not ready to let go.

He places his hand against the door holding it closed, the movement bringing him closer to her and she feels the heat of his body at her back, his breath on the nape of her neck, heavy, almost gasping.

His lips are dry and he’s at loss for words knowing only that he needs more time, to think, to feel, to understand. She rests her head against the cool surface of the door, before slowly turning to press her back against it and she finds herself barely a breath away from him. The tips of their noses bump together as he moves his forehead to rest against hers, his left hand brushings up along the side of her body, his eyes dark with desire, their mouths both dry in anticipation.

“Colonel…” she breathes, begging him silently to stop and longing for him to touch her all at once. Her eyes close against the emotions that sweep over her body as he shakes his head pressing himself against her.

“I need…”more time. Another chance. To tell you. To show you. To be Jonah for just a second more.

To say goodbye.

“….Thera”

”We can’t…” she opens her eyes pleading with him, and he moves his hand from the door to rest against the side of her face. The look in his eyes causes her own to water, her heart aching just as she knows his does. His lips brush lightly against her skin, nuzzling just as he had to her hand not long ago, burning against her skin, trying to draw the moment out, to slow time with his touch, he takes in a deep shuddering breath and whispers. “Say it…”

“Sir…” A warning. A plea. Begging but neither sure what for. The tears run slowly down her cheeks and he moves his lips to kiss them away before returning to where he really wants them.

“No….” He hovers above her lips, barely touching, both aching to move but neither shifting. “Say it Thera”

With a heavy breath she finally gives in, her eyes finding and locking with his completely naked with the emotions running through her body. She licks her lips and whispers. “…Jonah”

His lips press against hers hesitantly and her hands find themselves moving up his back urging him closer. He presses harder, his own hands shifting into her hair, as she opens her mouth to allow him entrance, his tongue sweeping along hers, caressing and exploring every inch with complete concentration, memorizing every detail. The taste of her lips, the heat of her body, every sound she makes as he deepens the kiss further.

Each kiss lasts longer than the last, no time left between them in order to fight off the thoughts, the warnings that sound in both their minds. But each moment that passes they know that soon it will have to end. They continue exploring, inching closer until finally the need to breath becomes too much. He presses one final kiss to her lips before resting his forehead against her, their breath mingling as they fight to control themselves, closing their eyes to hold back the feelings that have come to surface.

As the fog of emotions begins to clear she moves her hand to his chest, opening her eyes to stare once again into his. One last time as Thera. Conveying all the feelings that she has for him in one look, and with the final bit of strength she has left she pushes him back, whispering “Goodbye Jonah.”

And with that the last remnants of Jonah and Thera fall away, shut in a box filled with so many hidden moments and secrets that can never be but always will. And as Sam walks out the door, Jack watches her go whispering a final goodbye to another chance that slips away.

The end!

Title: Five times their first kiss didn’t count and the one time it really did.

2009-02-20T23:47:20Z

Title: Five times their first kiss didn’t count and the one time it really did.
Rating: PG
Author: Tara Pathirana
Summary: This is a response to “First kiss” challenge on sj_everyday.
Spoilers: They’re very mild and if you don’t know half of them, what rock are you living under. Broca divide, Point of View, Window of Opportunity, Beneath the surface, Grace, and mild ones for S8/9.

A/N: This is the first time I think I’ve responded to a challenge, I haven’t written in a while. Hope you all enjoy. Unbetad and wrote it in just under an hour. Let me know what you think.

First - First Kiss (Alien influence)

His arm instinctively shifted around her waist as she pulled him towards her and their lips touched sending an electric jolt through his entire body and ending at his groin. As the initial shock wore off his first thought was to kiss her back, to throw her up against the locker and show her exactly how he was feeling , her skin soft under his fingers and her lips pressed hard against his overloading his senses. But they were on base, in the locker room for crying out loud. And this was Carter… this was wrong. What the hell was going on?

As he tried to fight her off, he found it difficult to control his own urges, pressing himself against her as he was finally able to overpower her and brushing his lips against her neck as he dragged her to the infirmary.

The image would stay with him for a long time but it wasn’t Carter. Not like this.

Second – First Kiss (Not his Carter)

Her lips pressed tenderly against his, so soft and gentle. He allowed her to lead knowing that she was envisioning another man, another Jack O’Neill and doing her best to say the Goodbye that was stolen from her. It’s not his carter and he couldn’t pretend for it to be any different even if he wanted to.

“You’re really not him”

When he moves to the mirror, he sees the anguish in his own carters face, the look of betrayal but its gone so quickly that he’s not sure if he just imagined it. And as would soon become a common practice he ignored it.

Third – First Kiss (Time loop)

It was a matter of timing.

He had spent several loops trying to work up the courage to do it.

Five more planning it.

Three envisioning all the ways it could go wrong.

No consequences.

Out of respect he’d resign, he’d leave it to the last minute because he didn’t want to face a rejection or allow himself to lead somewhere she wouldn’t remember and he’d regret. No. A kiss was all he needed…he felt he even deserved it a little and right now he didn’t care how selfish he sounded. He’ll only do it once. What will be will be.

He hands Hammond his resignation but his mind is on only one thing and he turns towards her as he glances at his watch.

“Resigning what for?”

“so I can …”He draws out his words to get it to the right point and rushes a little at the end. “do this….”

He can feel her surprise the second their lips touch and he panics thinking she’ll try to pull away so he spins dipping her, and allowing himself to enjoy the touch of her body as well as he lips then he feels it, the second her mind has realized that she can let go and she kisses him back moving her arm around his neck. As the last second ticks by his last thought is that he should have given himself more time.

Fourth – First Kiss (Jonah-Thera)

“Then I feel better” She shifts, slipping her arm though his to take his hand, her thumb caressing his skin, he stares for a few moments, breathing deeply before moving to press his lips to the top of her head. She looks up at him, her breath hitching in her throat at the look in his eyes “Jonah…Even though we can’t remember…I’m glad we’re…. ”

“I know…’ He cuts her off, knowing that they are both happy they were still able to find each other “me too” She looks away and he finally feels right about them, about everything they’ve been dancing around, never saying for as long as he can remember. Maybe this is how it was. His free hand moves to her cheek.

“Thera” His voice is barely above a whisper as she looks up into his eyes, his hand brushing along her skin; she licks her lips in anticipation as he leans forward. The first touch sends a shiver through them both, their lips brushing against each other for a split second before she pushes back a little harder, her mouth opening to allow him access and in the back of both their minds this seems familiar but different all at once and why had it taken so long to reach this point. They try to shift closer, the kiss becoming more urgent, her fingers threading through his hair, his tongue searching, learning every inch of her mouth, she gasps as he nips at her bottom lip and then …the alarm sounds for lights out.

He pulls away first licking his lips, resting his forehead against hers. “We better…” She nods and they head for their assigned area, hands still linked together. He wants to give her another quick kiss at her bunk but glances around at the others who have started to move to their own, he shrugs feeling a slight unease but she smiles at him in such a way it sends a buzz through his entire being, and he knows no matter what He’d never forget those lips and that smile, His Smile.

Fifth – First kiss (Grace)

She takes the lead her lips moving against his exactly as she had always imagined it, the taste, the smell, the feel of his lips as they brush against hers and his hand moving to her cheek for that last touch. The combination of both her memories and fantasies and its perfect and it’s not perfect, everything she wanted and still missing what she wants the most. But as the image fades from her mind, she tells herself that that is as good as it gets and nothing else will compare. Could compare. They’re not meant to be. And so she does what he asks “she goes and saves her ass.”

First kiss – The real deal (in the only way they can:P) .

1 Month, 2 weeks, 3 days and 17 hours. That was how long it had been since he had officially left the SGC.

1 week, 3 days and 12 hours was how long it had taken him to officially asked Carter – Sam out. Which still made him feel like a 15 year old with a crush but there it was. However with the new move to Washington and her move to head up research at Area 51 there was still a lot to do so the date was constantly put off for one reason or another and the future wasn’t looking to bright. 8 years, more or less, he had waited and he was damned if he was going to wait a minute longer so he did the only thing a General of his standing with his contacts could do in his position. He called in a few favors.

*

She had been explaining for the 5th time how the device should work to the team of Scientists she had been assigned when the bright light enveloped her and she found herself standing in front of a round window staring out at the stars and the earth below her. As she took in her surroundings and readied herself for whatever emergency had arisen she realized she was aboard an Asgard vessel.

“Thor?”

“Uh he’s a little busy” She allowed herself a small smile at the sight of him, her body already responding to having not seen him in almost 2 months before the soldier took over. “General, what’s going on? What happened…?”

He held up his hand to try and keep the rest of her questions at bay. “Ah. Everything’s fine. Danny’s in one piece, Teal’c's on Dakara, The universe….the earth is safe for the time being. The Goa’uld have some what been defeated which is why we have all moved on to grander pastures. ” His hands waved around accenting each point. She frowned, narrowing his eyes at him.

“Then why…”

“Have you been zapped away from all your little doohickeys? ”

She grins. “Something like that.”

He takes a deep breath and starts to wonder if he’s thought this all through. It had sounded great in his head hours ago, romantic even, getting a ship, beaming her away from her work load so he could finally be alone with the woman he loved…because he couldn’t wait another second to touch her, but as he ran through everything he wanted to say he felt he just sounded pathetic. He takes a few hesitant steps toward her, running a hand through his hair.

“Sir? ” She’s still looking at him as if he’s lost his mind and he already knows he has a long time ago.

“Carter.”

“Are you ok? ” She moves toward him, a look of worry on her face. And he marvels again at the fact that this brilliantly beautiful woman could ever want an old man like him. So he does what has always worked well for them, not words but action, he moves his hands to her face, his thumbs brushing against her cheeks, as he memorizes every inch of her face and the look in her eyes, she bites her lip slightly glancing at his as he pulls her forward for their first official kiss.

Their lips press together lightly, moving slowly against each other, her hands moving up round his neck as his move to rest on her hips, pulling her closer, their tongues move languidly and its sweet and magical. There’s no rush or fear. Just them. Her fingers play with the hairs on the back of his neck, he groans slightly at her touch and she smiles against his lips, they continue to explore at their own pace until they finally feel the need to break apart and she threads her fingers further through his hair.

“What was that? ”

“Our first non alien influence, mind stamp, time loop induced and not against regulations kiss.” He grins. “And I’ve wanted to do that for a long time now, Sam” He moves his lips along her jack, to her neck exploring a few other things he’s imagined doing and she grins, cocking her head to the side. “Jack…?”

“hmmmm” God he loved when she said his name but couldn’t she see he was a little busy. “What do you mean time loop induced?”

He lifts his head then and gives her his trade mark O’Neill grin. “You cheeky ba---. ” He pulls her in for another kiss, swallowing her words and thanks anyone who’ll listen that she’s happily distracted by his lips.

END.