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  "Maybe some women aren't meant to be tamed. Maybe they just need to run free till they find someone just as wild to run with them."
-SATC


  07 November, 2007 | 9:53 PM
Commitments Met
I'm listening to this:
& my favorite part starts @ 1:29 and I'm thinking: It's good to be me, today.

My new year's resolution for 2007 were rather timid, and mOre on the conservative/small-goal setting end, nonetheless, I'm happy.. very happy that now -one month shy of year's end- I've met almost all of them:

01. go on vacation & take lots of pictures {Okay, I'm already excited at the mention of it} -- I went on 3
02. start learning a foreign language at me own pace {?} I started Spanish! "yo hablo Arabe, inglés, español, y un poco francés. Mi color favorito es el Rosa, y mi bolso preferido es Hermés Birkin <3" {how cute am I, hm? hmm? hmm?}
03. paint, paint, paint
04. change the cover of my blackberry -- everybody has the same damn color for casing, it gives me an itch >_<; -- even better, I upgraded to Curve ;p
05. buy AS MANY CHANEL PEARL NECKLACES AS POSSIBLE, you can never have too many *lol* -- I bought two & little did I know: a girl can never have enough Chanel pearls >_<;
06. get an Aibo, if possible. -- substituted this with the real thing: two gorgeously adorable chihuahuas <3

I have to admit though, I fell short at the painting end, although I've been going to my studio quite often, I just have not been feeling it {the paint, i meant}.. I'm *very* moody that way & nothing stirred me up recently, and it doesn't look like that will change in the foreseeable future. Nonetheless, what stirred me up was Brazilian music, I loved {still do} their way of pronouncing words of the lyrics when singing, & have wondered what would it be like to hear a brazilian speak to me, until I met the most unpleasantly annoying, most intolerable, most unbearable brazilian at the airport on my way back from Paris. He appeared confused about his age, almost competing with his teenager son with the hairdo, & the ipod music screaming out of his ears, & constantly pushing his baggage trolley behind my back leaving little -very little- space between me & the person queuing before me. Hearing him speak to his son I realized that Brazilian -unlike arabic- is perhaps one of those languages that sound better with music in the background coupled with many, many mental images of bronze skin, surf boards, & a chilled glass of piña colada >_<;

Obviously, I need to dismantle that thought.


Hehe, anyways, it's time to curl up in bed =)

nightie night xx

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