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Friday, February 09, 2007
"Go Daphne! It's your Birthday! It's for real-real, let's go play-play!!!!!"Yeap, and I'm another year older. It feels good, waking up for the first time in a foreign country on my birthday. It's my birthday, I'm all alone in this country, in this city, in my quaint messy little flat. It's a milestone for me. Life's telling me I can be independent, and it's quelling my doubts, fears and insecurities.Someone once told me about the 7 year cycle. Every 7 years we change. Our mindsets switch, we reach a new level of maturity (or immaturity, for some), and we see things with the touch of a added light in a different perspective. I reckon that's true. I've been feeling something churning inside me these past few months, and I was never certain of what it was or what it meant or why it was there. Was at a friend's place last night, and when I realised it was after midnight, it felt good. I felt a certain sense of calmness within me. As if something that had been constantly churning had settled. I'm a little uncertain about this party tonight, for many reasons:1. I only sent out text message invites last night.2. Wasn't sure if all the texts got through, but hey, it's the thought that counts.3. My flat is tiny.4. I've no idea how many people are turning up.5. My flat's a mess and I haven't unpacked.6. It's more like a lil get together over drinks and chilling, I hope noone expects loud blasting music with a dance floor, otherwise, they're gonna be reallllllllly disappointed. It's like a grown-up party, what more can I say? I'm 23, almost adult now hehehehe7. What if we make too much noise and the neighbours complain?To be honest, I'd be glad if only a handful of people turn up, the tiny handful that're the ones who really care, and who're here because they're happy for me, and not simply cuz it's a party, and there's always an excuse to go to a party, regardless of what or who it's for.So Ismail rang me up last night, circa 12am Singapore time. I know your question, and I'm gonna answer it now. No, I have no idea what the deal between us is. Ever since I got back, ever since the hot male steward who flirted with me on the plane, (Yes, I can still remember him, face and all, which is a big deal to me, cuz I'm terrible with faces) I've sort of lost interest in guys. Not in a Oh-my-God-I'm-turning-lesbian-way, but in a no-one's-grabbing-my-interest sorta way. It's odd, I've never experienced this nonchalance towards guys before. Maybe I've turned my eyes towards tall dark Asian guys now. And those are a rare breed, aren't they? Maybe I'm looking for husband material now. Maybe after my brief stab at a proper relationship I've come to a point where I want something real and tangible, not merely some brief passing by of ships in the night. Whatever it is, I've just got to stick by my guns, and constantly remind myself what I'm standing for.Right, 8 hrs to unpack, tidy up, shower, go to the supermarket, get dolled up, and wait for the guests to arrive. Go Daphne!Tonight I'm gonna have myself a real good time
I feel alive and the world turning inside out Yeah!
And floating around in ecstasy
So don't stop me now don't stop me
'Cause I'm having a good time having a good time
I'm a shooting star leaping through the sky
Like a tiger defying the laws of gravity
I'm a racing car passing by like Lady Godiva
I'm gonna go go go
There's no stopping me
Don't stop me now I'm having such a good time
I'm having a ball don't stop me now
If you wanna have a good time just give me a call
Don't stop me now ('cause I'm havin' a good time)
Don't stop me now (yes I'm havin' a good time)
I don't want to stop at all
I'm a rocket ship on my way to Mars
On a collision course
I am a satellite I'm out of control
I am a sex machine ready to reload
Like an atom bomb about to
Oh oh oh oh oh explode
I'm burning through the sky Yeah!
Two hundred degrees
That's why they call me Mister Fahrenheit
I'm travelling at the speed of light
I wanna make a supersonic woman of ME!!
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