Dry. Flaky. Itchy.
That's the state of my skin at the moment. I am ok getting a sunburn since I never really bothered about the colour of my skin (dah memang gelap kan!). It's the complications that comes with it that I just couldn't cope with. I am now itching all over!
Iskandar and Farouq, who 3 days ago were busy lounging by the Mekong River eating peanuts and papaya salad (they're very cultured people!) said that I need 3kg of Fair & Lovely ...... ceh!!
A close (but hampeh!) friend said I looked like a kunta-kinte descendant.... ceh ceh and more ceh!!
A doctor friend of mine said I looked 'sweetly tanned'.... emmm, macam ni ler... why can't everybody be as polite as her eh? hehe..
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This song has been playing in my mind for days now. I think it's a way of my brain telling me that I have not been to any musicals/plays for far too long. Maybe I shall just listen to my ALW CD for the time being, just to remind me of the good ol' days.. I am too pokai to even check out on any upcoming shows for now!
Daylight
See the dew on the sunflower
And a rose that is fading
Roses whither away
Like the sunflower
I yearn to turn my face to the dawn
I am waiting for the day . . .
Midnight
Not a sound from the pavement
Has the moon lost her memory?
She is smiling alone
In the lamplight
The withered leaves collect at my feet
And the wind begins to moan
Memory
All alone in the moonlight
I can smile at the old days
I was beautiful then
I remember the time I knew what happiness was
Let the memory live again
Every streetlamp
Seems to beat a fatalistic warning
Someone mutters
And the streetlamp gutters
And soon it will be morning
Daylight
I must wait for the sunrise
I must think of a new life
And I musn't give in
When the dawn comes
Tonight will be a memory too
And a new day will begin
Burnt out ends of smoky days
The stale cold smell of morning
The streetlamp dies, another night is over
Another day is dawning
Touch me
It's so easy to leave me
All alone with the memory
Of my days in the sun
If you touch me
You'll understand what happiness is
Look
A new day has begun...
Memory (from CATS) - Andrew Lloyd Webber-
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