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Her
A missus. A maid.

A paradox with an ego & alter-ego.

By day, she's a cute, 'lil fluffy doggie sitting in the windowpane that everyone loves to hug & fuss over, and always eager to please.

However when her fur gets ruffled all too often, she transforms into a wild kitty who bites when her tail gets stepped on repetitively... and goes out for night escapades once in a blue moon.

Blogs occasionally for the bite,
so that she can heal her pain.

Step at your own risk.

Seriously, she's simply harmless... =p

Her Melody


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the urban sentimental soul...


khalil fong - wei lai

Her ♥s

Idealism. Escapism.
Mochi. Matcha. Mocha.
Rain. Rhythm & Blues.
Satin. Chiffon.
Dark Chocolat.
Lush, smooth vibes.
Dusky skyscapes.
Sun. Sea. Sand.
Furbabies.

I love nature, lavender & pretty blooms..
I love sweet shades of pink & purple,
with a passion for warm brown & red.
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I love enjoying my comforting cup of hot cocoa / tea sans sugar / milk tea or coffee / durin' tête-à-tête sessions. =)

So do I love good food, sinfully decadent desserts, chi chi high teas, sippin' wine & cocktails in the evening breeze amid soothing, soulful jazz and sexy, funky disco house music... with good company, of coz...

Admittedly a creature of habit & comfort...

Simple things such as laughin' over a good movie to escape from mundane reality, sweatin' off the negative vibes unglamourously, pickin' up an engagin' read on a lazy day, with my dog restin' at my feet, havin' a warm cup of cocoa on a rainy day indoors, indulgin' excessively in creamy choc pralines & truffles, spendin' time outdoors with nature... lush greenery & aquamarine sea, taking snapshots of things and people for memories, meetin' happy & fluffy doggies... make me happy too... some good ol' music / retail therapy for the soul helps too... =p

Sittin' atop the hill... watchin' the world pass by... the flutterin' leaves & flowers in the breeze... onward on the journey i continue... smellin' the freshness of the air... awaitin' the next scenery at the next hilltop in anticipation... which will take my breath away... & invigorate my senses...

Contrary to popular belief, I am not the owner of all the free time & luxury in the world. There's such a thing called opportunity cost & choices have to be made. Choices that seem easier to make than to live with in reality. Lookin' at just the surface is just being simply superficial. In today's world, where boundaries between reality and illusions are blurred, genuine sincerity is hard to find.

There's a thin line between sanity and insanity.

Believes that the world not only exists in black and white, but also in different shades of greys....

If you hate me, please click HERE.


Her Wants
Happiness. Peace of mind. Time. $$$.

Her Links
unfor5ak3n
freedom!!!
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the epitome of perfection
hatezz
life's a game of waiting...
my solace...
mike's heaven
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osher
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Her Past
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You are visitor no. since 28 September, 2008
Her Talks


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Friday, December 5, 2008
Beyonce ~ If I Were A Boy

If I were a boy
Even just for a day
I’d roll out of bed in the morning
And throw on what I wanted and go
Drink beer with the guys
And chase after girls
I’d kick it with who I wanted
And I’d never get confronted for it
Because they’d stick up for me

If I were a boy
I think I could understand
How it feels to love a girl
I swear I’d be a better man
I’d listen to her
Cause I know how it hurts
When you lose the one you wanted
Cause he’s taken you for granted
And everything you had got destroyed

If I were a boy
I would turn off my phone
Tell everyone it's broken
So they think
that I was sleeping alone
I’d put myself first
And make the rules as I go
Cause I know that she’d be faithful
Waiting for me to come home (to come home)

If I were a boy
I think I could understand
How it feels to love a girl
I swear I’d be a better man
I’d listen to her
Cause I know how it hurts
When you lose the one you wanted (wanted)
Cause he’s taken you for granted (granted)
And everything you had got destroyed

It’s a little too late for you to come back
Say it's just a mistake
Think I forgive you like that
If you thought I would wait for you
You thought wrong

But you're just a boy
You don’t understand (yea you don’t understand)
How it feels to love a girl
Someday you’ll wish you were a better man
You don’t listen to her
You don’t care how it hurts
Until you lose the one you wanted
Cause you've taken her for granted
And everything you had got destroyed
But you're just a boy…