First Time – Maya

Maydaze has Bobby B leaving good songs pumping in the back of my mind for a while. I had a whole tablet and the room was buzzing with only one song, which is the title of my entry today.

Last saturday, i went to La Queen after a few space cookies and the song played. I tripped with the Harry Potters, darkly chinese goths, beautiful sailor boys and va-va-voom-chocolate divas.

and Prince World made sure we had a glamouraya and i got there bedecked in the most glam-trash i could coax from my pathetic wardrobe. My brother wore a cowboy hat & we floated through the bubbles, kissed a few good men – and watched panya for the first time up on the podium giving us a 5 sec chance to look at him barechested.

There’s a first time in everything! I told myself – i must record this down –
Princess Ann gave us good reason to stay on our feet as we march forward to familiar gay anthems.

How can life be better than this?

today i’m going home. and i want to try bring sexy back – into this tired relationship i once thought was

perfect. I was wrong – but what matters is, I’m gonna ride through the terrains; and bring the feelings back to where it was the first time.

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Everytime I’m with you
And everytime we meet
I just stop myself from telling you
I’m falling too deep
The way your’e walking by
And the way you caught my eye
And the way I feel so bad when we say goodbye

For the first time
You’ve got me baby
yeah yeah yeah yea-ye-e-yea-eh
For the first time
You’ve got me baby
yeah yeah yeah yea-ye-e-yea-eh

tu stout punya fasal

I feel like… as if i’m sitting at the five foot way outside a MacDonalds downtown counting the coins i have in my pockets to command enough for a McEgg set. It sounds pathetic, i’m not even close to broke but somehow right now i feel like how i felt back then.

yang minta kasian punya.

budu kan. how else can i describe it?

apparently in the car on the way back home there was a lot of bollywood drama amidst the laughter and loud chatter. Bruises on my arm tells the story which my significant-other terpaksa juga explain exactly how we got home. besarnyaaa kemaluan i.

oh well. i definitely miss the boys back home.

and in answer to your questions –

yes *nods*

I’m still high from last night’s stout.

yes i am. funny thing, no hangover just a lot of sleeping involved.

I’ll post pictures soon. ie. gambar si sue-sue in a saturdaynight fever pose.

pwomise…

Sama-sama, Menjejak Mimpi~

Few weeks ago, i delighted in being able to find a digital version of Freedom’s ‘Mulanya di-sini’.

I was so excited I shared the song with people who’s been longing to hear it. Yesterday, my sister texted me excitedly exclaiming that the song – was playing on air in one of the radio station:

TUNE IN!!

she said.

I didn’t have to because i have it.

For cable music channels their songs are one-hit wonders.

For some of us, it triggers those happier moments we had when we were in highschool. Thanks to a band called Freedom, and more importantly: Seha.

My sister texted me another news in the minutes i was reminiscing my yesteryears – a sad news on Seha’s demise.

I’m posting this song, in tribute to a wonderful entertainer – we will never find another like you. Thank you for the music.

sooome day…

Some day, I want to be rich!

Some people get so rich they lose all respect for humanity.

That’s how rich i want to be.

: Rita Rudner