Leaving tonight - Ne-Yo featuring Jennifer Hudson

[Ne-Yo:]
I believe that love and trust are one and the same
I don't think you can truly love somebody unless you trust them
That blind trust, that beyond a shadow of a doubt
No matter what this person sayin', that person
You believe your man
Now you say you love me, but every time one of your little friends come at you with something
We gotta do this
Momma I'm tryin', I'm trying to show you that I'm for real
Tell me what I gotta do to show you that I'm for you

[Jennifer Hudson:]
Just shut up and listen

Two hundred and sixteen
That's how many times that I went
Back and forth about it in my mind
Could she, could she really be
Who he's telling me that she is
There's something about it
That don't feel right

Jennifer: Said today she called here 26 times
Ne-Yo: Oh, you counted?
Jennifer: You kept telling me not to worry
Ne-Yo: Don't worry 'bout it
Jennifer: Wanna believe that you're telling the truth
Ne-Yo: So don't doubt it
Jennifer: But if you are lying to me

[Jennifer Hudson]
You're leaving tonight
Out of my life
Everyone said you ain't no good
Then you proved them right
You're leaving tonight
It's over and done
Ain't no sense in trying to wait till the morning comes

[Ne-Yo]
Baby now hold up
Let's just settle down
Cuz there's a perfect explanation
To this situation
That we're goin' through
I swear I don't know that girl
But I seen her 'round
And she's expressed how much she want it
But baby I'm not lonely
All of me is around you

Ne-Yo: Said I got a girl like a thousand times
Jennifer: Oh, so you counted
Ne-Yo: She kept telling me not to worry
Jennifer: Don't worry 'bout it
Ne-Yo: Please believe I'm telling the truth
Jennifer: I really doubt it
Ne-Yo: Really wish you would believe in me

[Ne-Yo]
I'm not leaving tonight
Girl you're my life
All of your friends think I'm no good
Please don't prove them right
I'm not leaving tonight
It's over and done
Let's leave this alone, and let's make love
Till the morning come

Jennifer: Oh I won't deny that everything in my body wants to know that you're the one
Ne-Yo: So what's the problem, girl?
Jennifer: See I can't take this serious when you're just having fun
Ne-Yo: No, I'm not just having fun
Jennifer: Steady running around making a fool of me
Ne-Yo: Baby girl you can't listen to everyone
I'm your man, trust in me
Don't let them interfere with us being happy
Love me girl

[Jennifer Hudson]
I love you, that's a fact
But I'll be dammed if imma let you up and disrespect who's been there from the start
You claim to not know that girl
But her name and number is in your phone
She even got a ringtone
You care to explain that part?

Jennifer: Said today she called here 26 times
Ne-Yo: I know you counted
Jennifer: You kept telling me not to worry
Ne-Yo: Please don't worry bout it
Jennifer: Wanna believe that you're telling the truth
Ne-Yo: So don't doubt it
Jennifer: But if you are lying to me

Ne-Yo: I'm not leaving tonight
Girl you're my life
Jennifer: Everyone said you ain't no good and you proved them right
Ne-Yo: I'm not leaving tonight
Jennifer: It's over and done
Ne-Yo: Just leave us alone and let's make love till the morning come

Ne-Yo: Said I just need you to trust me, baby
Jennifer: I wanna trust you

(Not leaving tonight)

Toffie Goodness

*28/6 Update! Toffie may not have to go to the SPCA after all! *fingers crossed

Hi everyone. Meet Toffie.

Toffie is a nice, caramel colour, but to make things easier for the owner and the cat, he's been named Toffie. Toffie's a he because after searching the web, it's been established that his anatomy resembles more of a male cat than that of a female's. Also, Toffie is not exactly very coy around the resident cat. He is a big bully.

Seconds after this picture was taken, Toffie walked over to the resident cat's bowl and ate from there. Not happy with the fact that the resident cat still continued eating without walking away, Toffie lifted up his tiny paw and swatted at the big cat's head. The resident cat, though extremely boyish- and daft-looking (like Hugh Grant), was not a pushover. He rose to his full height and Toffie ran away whimpering. Having said that, both cats were left alone at home today after three nights of socialising, and both are unscathed after a whole day without supervision. The resident cat is grudgingly happy to have a companion while the little one is happy to have three meals and a soft bed everyday.

At night, Toffie prefers to sleep with a human, especially if he was given permission to sleep on the pillow, or with his face next to the human's, or with his belly tucked under the human's chin. He will not have it any other way. In the day, Toffie is a marvellously clever tyrant who runs so fast all that can be seen is an orange blur. As much as he is a clinger during bedtime, Toffie is an independent trooper during daytime. There has never been any cat like Toffie.

Unfortunately, Toffie will be going to the SPCA tomorrow, where his future is just as bleak as was the time before he was picked up from the streets.

原来你什么都不想要 - 张惠妹

我知道这样不好
也知道你的爱只能那么少
我只有不停的要要到你想逃
泪湿的枕头晒乾就好
眼泪在你的心里只是无理取闹
以为在你身后是我一辈子的骄傲
原来你什么都不想要
我不要你的呵护你的玫瑰
只要你好好久久爱我一遍
就算虚荣也好贪心也好
哪个女人对爱不自私不奢望
我不要你的承诺不要你的永远
只要你真真切切爱我一遍
就算虚荣也好贪心也好
最怕你把沈默当做对我的回答
原来你什么都不想要

Little Caramel

I was at the coffeeshop at the corner of the street where my office is, minding my own business and buying my morning tea, when suddenly, I heard a distinctive meow coming from under one of the tables by the road. A caramel kitten was pawing at the guy's feet, and he was unceremoniously pushing the kitten away with his foot.

I turned away, trying to ignore what I was seeing. Then from the corner of my eye, I saw one of the stallholders moving towards the kitten with a plastic bag in his hand. Suspecting the worst but not wanting to react too soon, I waited silently from where I stood. I couldn't see what the man was doing, but when he finally walked off, his plastic bag was empty. The cat must have run off in fright. Then it occurred to me that we were by the side of the road, where there were many cars parked.

I ran to the nearest car, which was just about to drive off, and banged loudly on the door to alert the driver. He looked at me in horror but I didn't have time to be politically correct. I looked down, and there the kitten was, hiding in front of one of the wheels. I coaxed the kitten out from its hiding place, which took forever, and carried it against my chest. I then retrieved my tea and walked off with the meowing kitten back to my office, aware that there were at least ten pairs of eyes boring down my back.

Little Caramel is probably between five to seven weeks old, sex undetermined as yet, has a stubby tail, and has a very distinctive meow. Email me immediately if you'd like to bring Baby home. It's the most adorable thing and I'd really hate to bring it to the SPCA. Take this as a very earnest plea.

Tears for fears.

I cried and I cried last night.

I hate it when I cry because it reveals that I'm weak, that I'm fallible. It wrongly puts across the impression that I think my tears will evoke some sympathy from the other party. Maybe I've been spoilt that way by my previous relationships. I hate myself when I cry in front of him. With him, I can only be the smart, sexy, confident me, not the insecure, immature, and silly person that I really am.

Which was why it must have shocked him last night when I decided to stop controlling my sobs, and burst into tears. The loud, wailing kind. I behaved like a wilful child, but only because I'm tired of hiding my fears from him. In the wake of the full-on confrontation that we had in his bedroom last night, I decided that was the best time for him to really know me — take me or leave me. I said all I needed to say—and he probably did too—and now I feel like a huge boulder has been lifted off my back.

I know he really loves me. But a man will always be a man, and a woman will always be on guard. After all, it's my heart he's safekeeping. Anyone who has misplaced a treasured object many times before would be extra careful when they finally entrust it in another person's care. Especially when you realise this person might be the last one you're ever going to give your heart to.

She had meant the world to him even though things hadn't worked out between them. It had been years since they were together but, just as there was a sliver of a chance of a reconciliation, I came into the picture. As her appearance at every of his friends' meet-up sessions, and also at other, most inopportune times, gnawed at my guts, I started to think if, perhaps, I was the third party in this relationship.

Now that the small part of my mind has been cleansed of (most of) its dark inhabitants, I can spend more time doing what I should be doing: Getting used to this business of being absolutely in love.

Some of us think holding on makes us strong; but sometimes it is letting go.

Suzi Loves Sydney

Two Triumph Bras: $39.90
Joop Skirt: $39.20
Joop Blouse: $35.00
Le'Range Dress: $29.00
Hypnosis Dress: $35.00
Zara Shirt (For him): $89.90
G2000 Black Label Shirt (For him): $79.00
Hair Accessory: $19.90
Express Pedicure: $15.00
Total Dinner Bill (for 3): $93.10

The thrill of taking the day off for shopping and hanging out with friends: Priceless.
$475. That's how much I swiped today. *Faints

The Definition

“I love you.”

These three words, forbidden and precious, were once whispered into my ears. To those little seeds of passionate emotions, these words were like spring water, nourishing and life-giving. I blossomed under those words, drenched in the liquid fervour that comes with every ardent enthusiasm. I often pondered over the meaning of those words; where does the intensity of its definition lie, in the spoken or in the perceived?

I was, in a previous life, prudent with these words, even though I demanded that the bearer of those same words be regular with its utterance. Did it lead to my downfall, to be all-receiving and non-giving? Now I live a renewed existence, enveloped in the buoyancy of supple tenderness, occasionally brought down to earth by thorns puncturing my skin, awakening all senses, in every sense of the word. I give and give generously, and receive and receive accordingly. Because I deserve so.

But these words, these very delicately personal declarations of my adoration, were taken away from me. They were no longer mine. Haunted by my carelessness, I pondered again, the meaning of those words: where does the intensity of its definition lie, in the truths or in the lies?

She's Not Me - Madonna

I should have seen the sign way back then
When she told me that you were her best friend
And now she's rolling, rolling, rolling
And you were stolen, stolen, stolen

She started dressing like me and talking like me
It freaked me out
She started calling you up in the middle of the night
What's that about?

I just want to be there when you discover
When you wake up next to your new lover
She might cook you breakfast and love you in the shower
The flavor of the moment, cause she don't have what's ours

She's not me
She doesn't have my name
She'll never have what I have
It won't be the same
It won't be the same

I should have seen the sign when you were here
Under a different light, it's all so clear
She was stealing, stealing, stealing
And now you're feeling, feeling, feeling

She started dyeing her hair and
Wearing the same perfume as me
She started reading my books
And stealing my looks and lingerie

I just want to be there when you discover
You wake up in the morning next to your new lover
She might cook you breakfast and love you in the shower
The thrill is momentary, cause she don't have what's ours

She's not me
She doesn't have my name
She'll never have what I have
It won't be the same
It won't be the same

She is licking her lips
And she's batting her eyes
She's not me
She's got legs up to there
And such beautiful hair
She's not me
Oh, devoted for life
Make a beautiful wife
She's not me
If you spend some more time
I guarantee you will find
She's not me

I know I can do it better

Chasing Rainbows

"Hey! Look behind you!"

I was concentrating on looking intense while sitting by my desk at work on a pointless post-May Day friday when my colleague shrieked from her desk behind me. I spun around on my chair and saw, to my astonishment, a tiny little rainbow on the concrete floor at my feet. As the seconds passed, it moved across the floor and grew bigger and brighter. All of us looked toward the chandelier on the ceiling at the door that had cast this wonderful gift by my feet.

"Quick! Go lie on the floor and be blessed by the rainbow!" my boss shrieked, never one to be left out. While I didn't do that, I whipped out my phone quickly and snapped this photo for posterity.

And then, in lieu of all the bad dreams and dark hauntings I've been having recently, I made a tiny little wish…