DANYA
The Singaporienne: A Novel

Was it you who spoke the words that things would happen but not to me
Oh things are gonna happen naturally
Oh taking your advice I'm looking on the bright side
And balancing the whole thing
But often times those words get tangled up in lines
And the bright lights turn to night
Until the dawn it brings
Another day to sing about the magic that was you and me

7:09 PM it's 2am in the morning and i just got home. rah, and plus, i can't sleep, hahaha, so i decided to blog. yayy.
dad's bdae was a blast, finally got to meet onisha, and everyone had loads and loads of fun. the shows were super goood, like there was this really hot belly-dancer girl who performed and she was super good. i thought it was a striptease at first, but haha. she fooled me, she was super good, i swear, caught her on vid. she looks like seventeen-ish, but she had an awesome bod. hahaha, the men were enjoying it, hahaha.
and there was another show, by three transvestites, and they were HILARIOUS. i got them on video too, haha, it was good overall. the food was awesome, and everyone had loads of fun. some had a little too much fun though. one of my dad's foreign workers got pissed drunk and started making a ruckus, so the rest had to get him off the dance floor. so yeah. but it was fine in the end. my feet hurt like hell, so i started walking barefoot halfway, haha. ah well. (: i apparently could carry myself better than i thought in a sari, haha. it was just the heels that was the problem, and everyone knows how i can't ever walk in heels, haha. i need to stay as close to the floor as possible, haha. i was too lazy to stay over tha hilton itself, cause i needed my clown blankie to sleep, haha. then in the end, i came up and didn't feel like sleeping, hahaha. what the crap. (: