love & appreciation: Singapura

Saturday, August 6, 2011

Singapura

less than 48 hours in Singapura.

a miniscule spot of Salsa and Bachata Dancing, getting my nose accidentally hit by a girl (it has been 2 days and my nose still hurts).. and not even crying or acting that it hurt because I was so embarassed by it ...

Tofu Tiramisu cake.. flourless and butterless, too

Clark Quay, Esplanade, Riverside (and Geylang heheh)

SkyBar on the 62nd Floor.. awesome

Walking, talking, meeting people, live performances

A bad bout of gas on the last day.. hahah embarassing!

A very simple weekend but one of the best that I had in the longest time.

*closes eyes*
Thank you Allah.

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Wishlist

1. Travel the world

2. ~~Bali~~ ~~Go to Bali again~~ ~~And again~~ One more time wouldn't hurt

3. Experience at least one night in the desert

4. Ice cream, history and ogle men in Rome

5. Greece

6. CUBA.. and be able to learn the dancing

7. Get paid during my travels

8. Be an awesome Cuban Salsa dancer

9. More performances

10. Flat and trim abs

11. Play drums for a gig (like.. rock song!)

12. Get better at singing

13. Paint

14. Create a scholarship foundation for my kampung

15. Build a cultural centre in my kampung

16. ~~Own a house in Selangor~~

17. Own several apts in KL/Selangor

18. Develop charisma and great decision-making & negotiation skills

19. Have enough $$ to be able to pursue a multitude of hobbies like yoga, belly dancing, travelling, gardening, volunteering, dancing, singing and writing

20. Slow to anger, easy to forgive and wise in judging

21. Loving, healthy, intellectual, cute and faithful husband + 2 beautiful, well behaved, intelligent kids

22. Oh wait, get into an effortless, loving relationship with another man that will eventually turn into no. 21

The 'other' wants

1. Mini cooper

2. Inner and outer beauty

3. Beautiful dresses

4. Healthy and fit body

5. Flawless skin

6. Healthy, thick hair

Phenomenal Woman - Maya Angelou

Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.

I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size

But when I start to tell them,

They think I'm telling lies.

I say,

It's in the reach of my arms

The span of my hips,

The stride of my step,

The curl of my lips.

I'm a woman Phenomenally.

Phenomenal woman,

That's me.

I walk into a room

Just as cool as you please,

And to a man,

The fellows stand or

Fall down on their knees.

Then they swarm around me,

A hive of honey bees.

I say,

It's the fire in my eyes,

And the flash of my teeth,

The swing in my waist,

And the joy in my feet.

I'm a woman

Phenomenally.

Phenomenal woman,

That's me.

Men themselves have wondered

What they see in me.

They try so much

But they can't touch

My inner mystery.

When I try to show them

They say they still can't see.

I say,

It's in the arch of my back,

The sun of my smile,

The ride of my breasts,

The grace of my style.

I'm a woman

Phenomenally.

Phenomenal woman,

That's me.

Now you understand

Just why my head's not bowed.

I don't shout or jump about

Or have to talk real loud.

When you see me passing

It ought to make you proud.

I say,

It's in the click of my heels,

The bend of my hair,

the palm of my hand,

The need of my care,

'Cause I'm a woman

Phenomenally.

Phenomenal woman,

That's me.

love & appreciation

Saturday, August 6, 2011

Singapura

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