Any time my little world seems blue. I just have to look at you. And everything seems to be. Some kind of wonderful. I know I can’t express this feeling of tenderness. There’s so much I want to say. But the right words don’t come my way.

I only know when I’m in your embrace. For this world seems a better place. And something happened to me. And it’s some kind of wonderful. And it’s wonderful baby. I understand and it’s some kind of wonderful. And it’s so wonderful baby. You know you’re some kind of wonderful.

So much I want to say.

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Didn’t they always say we were the lucky ones
I guess that we were once, babe, we were once
But luck will leave you cursed, it is a faithless friend
And in the end, when life has got you down
You’ve got someone here that you can wrap your arms around

So hold on to me tight, hold on to me tonight
We are stronger here together than we could ever be alone
So hold on to me, don’t you ever let me go

There’s a thousand ways for things to fall apart
But it’s no ones fault, no it’s not my fault
Maybe all the plans we made might not work out
But I have no doubt, even though it’s hard to see
I’ve got faith in us, and I believe in you and me

So hold on to me tight, hold on, I promise it will be alright
Cuz it’s you and me together and baby all we’ve got is time
So hold on to me, hold on to me tonight

There’s so many dreams that we have given up
Take a look at all we’ve got
And with this kind of love
And what we’ve got here is enough

They always say, we were the lucky ones

I’m such an oldie at heart. I don’t know if I’m qualified to say I like jazz because the jazz artists I seem to know only include Buble, Norah Jones and Jamie Cullum. Something about jazz is it’s like it can be slow, cute, fast beat, cheeky, sad, sexy, dirty or simply happy. So much variety coming from one kind of music. And the lyrics are so simple and easy to remember, they sound fun and catchy. I don’t think any other music can have lyrics like “Tell me when will you be mine. Tell me quando quando quando?” or “I won’t dance, don’t ask me. I won’t dance, Madame, with you”.

I first came to really like Buble when I first heard Home more than a year ago. The song is spectacular of course but more important thing is his voice. I got the same feeling like that time I heard Siti in that Puteri Gunung song — alahai merdunya. I never noticed it earlier because he was always in very upbeat songs. Those music can play tricks on your ears especially the musically untrained ones like mine. You can hardly say Home is a jazz song but nevertheless, I don’t think anyone else could have sung it better than he does. Seriously.

He probably succeeds in making it look easy and effortless but his songs are not easy to sing. He does alot of covers of other great artists, and those too are difficult songs – “A Song For You”, “Fever”, “Try A Little Tenderness” etc.

Ooh help! Nights like this, when it’s raining, with dimmed lights, listening to slow songs, to that voice. Perfect perfect song to slow dance to (guys you should learn how to dance ~~~~). How can anyone have such mesmerizing voice?? Merayu-rayu alahai…

You’re a falling star
You’re the get away car
You’re the line in the sand when I go too far
You’re the swimming pool on an August day
And you’re the perfect thing to see

Couldn’t resist it. I think he was smiling throughout recording the song. Another on is Mika – Lollipop. Goodness his music is so addictive.

Just got back from Penang. As usual, the journey was always tiring. But am safely home so that’s what matters most. Hey we went to this newly opened (well relatively new to us) Queensbay Mall looking over the beach. Huuuuuge place with lots and lots of interesting shopping place. I didn’t get anything except for one very good headset and one crappy one.

I’m developing a very very deep serious hatred towards IE7. Please acknowledge everyone that Microsoft is trying sooo hard to be accomodating and different. So hard that it’s annoying and unpractical. So I’m adding some word of brilliant advise on my right upper column. Take a lookie see.

I’m not feeling so well lah today. I feel sick.

Oh yea, got a message tonight I had to get things done before tomorrow. Why the hell short notice? Seriously short!

Fine. Like talking about it will change things. This Brunei project is really not doing me any good. It’s dragging me down, changing my work ethics to become worse than before. It’s something I really hate to see, I’m becoming someone whom I hate working with. Okay looks like the theme of today’s post is hate. So sorry if reading this affects you in any way. I’m so not in the mood.

I can only give you country walks in springtime
And a hand to hold when leaves begin to fall
And a love whose burning light
Will warm the winter night
That’s all
That’s all

There are those I am sure who have told you
They would give you the world for a toy
All I have are these arms to enfold you
And a love time can never destroy

If you’re wondering what I’m asking in return, dear
You’ll be glad to know that my demands are small
Say it’s me that you’ll adore
For now and evermore
That’s all
That’s all

If you’re wondering what I’m asking in return, dear
You’ll be glad to know that my demands are small
Say it’s me that you’ll adore
For now and evermore
That’s all
That’s all

In conclusion: I love standards. Probably not many people know this but yes I love Sinatra and the likes. Jazz. The most versatile genre I’ve ever listened to.

Another summer day
Has come and gone away
In Paris and Rome
But I wanna go home

May be surrounded by a million people
I still feel all alone
Just wanna go home
Oh I miss you, you know

And I’ve been keeping all the letters that I wrote to you
Each one a line or two “I’m fine baby, how are you?”
I would send them but I know that it’s just not enough
My words were cold and flat
And you deserve more than that

Another aeroplane
Another sunny place
I’m lucky I know
But I wanna go home
I got to go home

Let me go home
I’m just too far from where you are
I wanna come home

And I feel just like I’m living someone else’s life
It’s like I just stepped outside
When everything was going right
And I know just why you could not come along with me
This was not your dream
But you’ve always believed in me

Another winter day
Has come and gone away
In either Paris or Rome
And I wanna go home
Let me go home

And I’m surrounded by a million people
I still feel alone
Let me go home
Oh I miss you, you know

Let me go home
I’ve had my run
Baby I’m done
I gotta go home

Let me go home
It’ll all be alright
I’ll be home tonight
I’m coming back home

Anyway, that’s that. I got one quote:

Whatever women do they must do twice as well as men to be thought half as good. Luckily this is not difficult.
- Charlotte Whitton

Hahahaha!