Saturday, September 30, 2006


For the past few days, my crabby self has been roaming the streets...or rather hibernating at home. And today, I vowed to get out of it.

I'm sure everyone has gone through the dip of their life cycle. Mine was this week. The pimple on my left cheek still won't go away too.

I faintly hear Julie Andrews singing "Here are a few of my favourite things" ...

10 faves of mine:-

1. The smell of rain and freshly cut grass entwined
2. Hot Chocolate drink with marshmallows
3. The smell of freshly pressed laundry
4. Bright lights on a breezy night
5. The sound of joyful laughter
7. Mum and dad's cooking
8. Watching my pups antics
9. Romantic movies
10. Visiting graveyards.


  1. that is one difficult yoga asana to roam the street in

  2. let me see left cheek....

    Position 17
    You will be someone of great social prominence. You are active on the social scene and an excellent conversationalist. There is a tendency to become bigheaded about your success, which could lose you your good name. This will affect you deeply because you draw your confidence and self worth from what others think of you.

    wow how accurate.all this while i thought it's just BS

  3. like a picture out of this kama sutra book I once saw. Next time I send you some funny videos of kama sutra I downloaded.

    Your photo reminded me of this song below by Sir-Mix-A-Lot:

    Oh, my... God.
    Becky, look at her butt, it is so big.
    She looks like one of those rap guy's girlfriends.
    Who understands those rap guys?
    They only talk to her because she looks like a total prostitute, okay.
    I mean, her butt! It's just so.. Big.
    I can't believe it's just so.. Round.
    It's, like, out there. I mean, gross.
    Look! She's just so... Black!

    I like big butts an' I cannot lie.
    You otha brothas can't deny.
    That when a girl walks in wit' a itty bitty waist an'
    A round thing in yo' face. You get SPRUNG.
    Wanna pull up tough, cuz you notice that butt was STUFFED.
    Deep in the jeans she's wearin'.
    I'm hooked an' I can't stop starin'.
    Oh baby, I wanna get wit' ya,
    An' take yo' picta.
    My homeboys tried to warn me.
    But that butt you got makes me so horny.
    Ooh, rumpled smooth skin.
    You say you wanna bet in ma Benz,
    Well, use me, use me,
    Cuz you ain't that average groupy.
    I seen her dancin',
    To Hell wit' romancin'.
    She's sweat. Wet.
    Got it goin' like a Turbo 'Vette.
    I'm tired o' magazines
    Sayin' flat butts are the thing.
    Take the average black man and ask him that.
    She gotta pack much back.
    So fella's (YEAH), fella's (YEAH),
    Does your girlfrien' got the butt? (HELL, YEAH)
    So tell 'em to shake it (SHAKE IT),
    Shake it (SHAKE IT)
    Shake that healthy butt.
    Baby got back.
    (L.A. back with a Oakland booty.)
    Baby got back.
    (L.A. back with a Oakland booty.)
    (L.A. back with a Oakland booty.)

    I like 'em round and big,
    An' when I'm throwin' a gig,
    I jus' can't help maself,
    I'm actin' like an animal.
    Now here's ma scandal,
    I wanna get ya home an' UH,
    Double up, uh, uh.
    I ain' talkin' about Playboy,
    'Cause silicone parts are made for toys.
    I wan' 'em real thick an' juicy.
    So fin' that juicy double.
    Mix Alot's in trouble,
    Beggin' for a piece o' that bubble.
    So I'm lookin' at rock videos.
    Watchin' these bimbos
    Walkin' like hoes.
    You can have them bimbos.
    I'll keep my women like Flo Jo.
    A word to tha thick soul sistas,
    I wanna get wit' ya.
    I won' cuss, o' hit ya.
    But I gotta be straight
    When I say I wanna...
    Til' the break o' dawn,
    Baby, got it goin' on,
    A lot o' pimps won't like this song,
    Cause them punks like to hit it an' quit it,
    An' I'd ratha stay an' play,
    Cuz I'm long, and I'm strong,
    An' I'm down to get the friction on.
    So, ladies (YEAH) ladies (YEAH),
    Do you wanna roll ma Mercedes? (YEAH)
    Then turn aroun', stick it out,
    Even white boys got ta shout.
    Baby got back.
    Baby got back!

    Yeah baby.
    When it comes to females,
    Cosmo ain't got nuthin' to do with ma selection.
    Only is she's 5' 3".

    So yo girlfriend drives a Honda,
    Playin' workout tapes by Fonda,
    But Fonda ain't got a motor in the back o' her Honda.
    My anaconda don't want want none,
    Unless you got buns, hun.
    You can do side bends or sit-ups,
    But please don' lose that butt.
    Some brothas wanna play that hard role,
    And tell ya that butt ain' gol',
    So they toss it, an' leave it,
    An' I pull up quick to retrive it.
    So Cosmo says yo' fat,
    Well, I ain' down wit' that.
    'Cause yo waist is small an' you're curves are kickin',
    An' I'm thinkin' about stickin'.
    To the beanpole dames in the magazines.
    You ain't it Miss Thang.
    Gimme a sista, can't resist ha,
    Red beans an' rice didn' miss ha.
    Some knucklehead tried to diss.
    Cuz his girls are on ma lis',
    He had game but he chose to hit 'em,
    An' I pull up quick to get wit' 'em.
    So ladies if tha butt is round,
    An' you wanna XXX slow down,
    Call 1-900-MIX-ALOT,
    An kick them nasty thought',
    Baby got back.
    Baby got back.

    Little in tha middle but you got much back.
    Little in tha middle but you got much back.