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Thursday, October 09, 2003

my sister and husband are going to get a pug! oh these little creatures are so adorable precisely because they're so ugly. everytime i look at a pug, have this overwhelming urge to hug the ugly little creature. It's written all over it's scrunched up face: i need love, attention, hugs! I'm so ugly! Won't somebody love me!

hehehe. maternal instincts...

listening to good music really gets the creative juices going. i staked out at the esplanade library, trying to kill time before i met my sister at 5pm. prior to that, i had lunch with my two best girlfriends. One is working in a PR firm and she looks gorgeous as always. my other friend too. love that spaghetti top she was wearing...
So i'm at the esplanade library and i pulled out a random cd shelf to see what my walkman could plug into... and i found India arie's album "voyage to India". now when i saw that title a long time ago, i was actually kinda repulsed by the poser-pseudo spiritual connotations the title was suggesting... but today the words bypassed my censor meter and the music flowed into my ears... absolutely amazing stuff. i love the way she expresses herself. i love the way when she gets the chords right and with a little vibrato and good ole r&B, even folkish and sometimes retro rhythm, the music becomes divine.

i nearly cried on one of the songs because it brought back wonderful memories. brought back things and reasons why i love the way my life is right now. so i came home after dinner with sis, aching in my bones to write something.. i don't know how far i will go. i don't even know when the first step would come. i'm a little afraid as always. :) we'll see how...

posted by happyhannon at 9:41 PM