...my weekend...

Tomorrow's Monday... and I caught the Monday Blues Bug already...

anyway... I'm so bored that I feel like telling people about what I did over the weekend... 

Saturday I went to fetch my mum from her workplace and then we headed down to Arab Street where we bought cloth materials for the girls for my sister's wedding that will happen in about 10mths time... then we went to Tanjong Katong Complex to send my baju hari raya... then we went to Punggol for a wedding reception...

After that we went out with the cousins... and had dinner at Simpang Bedok... after Simpang Bedok we went to Henderson Waves to lepak... we met some insensitive Singaporeans there... no surprising though... we dun mind if u wanna bring ur pet(dog) along for the walk, but the very least u could do is use a leash and if u see a Muslim walking by, make sure your dog doesn't try to brush itself... cos it is definitely NOT cute looking at your dog chasing the Muslim around, u stupid f**k.

On Sunday.... I woke up super late... then went to buy durians and then went to Mustafa centr where I go buy my toiletries for the next 2 mths or so... i spent abt $250 there. Cos i bought a addidas T-shirt and 3/4 pants... 

And now here I am... staring into my computer... and I do still listen to Jason Mraz 'I'm Yours', but this time I'm listening to it together with Celine Dion's "Pour Que Tu M'aimes Encore". Like they say... The French Language sounds sexy... that is if you don't understand what it means.. tak kan bila dorang maki kau pon sexy kan?? itu nama dia cari pasal babe...

anyway.. before I leave... here's the French lyrics to Celine's song and below is the translation...

J'ai compris tous les mots, j'ai bien compris, merci


Raisonnable et nouveau, c'est ainsi par ici


Que les choses ont chang, que les fleurs ont fan

Que le temps d'avant, c'tait le temps d'avant

Que si tout zappe et lasse, les amours aussi passent

Il faut que tu saches

 

J'irai chercher ton coeur si tu l'emportes ailleurs

M¨ºme si dans tes danses d'autres dansent tes heures

J'irai chercher ton âme dans les froids dans les flammes

Je te jetterai des sorts pour que tu m'aimes encore

 

Fallait pas commencer m'attirer me toucher

Fallait pas tant donner moi je sais pas jouer

On me dit qu'aujourd'hui, on me dit que les autres font ainsi

Je ne suis pas les autres

Avant que l'on s'attache, avant que l'on se gâche

 

Je veux que tu saches

 

J'irai chercher ton coeur si tu l'emportes ailleurs

Meme si dans tes danses d'autres dansent tes heures

J'irai chercher ton âme dans les froids dans les flammes

Je te jetterai des sorts pour que tu m'aimes encore

 

Je trouverai des langages pour chanter tes louanges

Je ferai nos bagages pour d'infinies vendanges

Les formules magiques des marabouts d'Afrique

J'les dirai sans remords pour que tu m'aimes encore

 

Je m'inventerai reine pour que tu me retiennes

Je me ferai nouvelle pour que le feu reprenne

Je deviendrai ces autres qui te donnent du plaisir

Vos jeux seront les nôtres si tel est ton dsir

Plus brillante plus belle pour une autre tincelle

Je me changerai en or pour que tu m'aimes encore

(English Translation)

I understood all the words, I well understood, thanks

Reasonable and new, that's the way here

Things have changed, that flowers get fade

That the time before, was the time before

If all zap and tire, loves also go by

You must know

 

I'll go get your heart if you take it somewhere else

Even if in your dances others dance your hours

I'll go get your soul in the colds in the flammes

I'll cast a spell on you for you to still love me

Shouldn't begin tease me touch me

Shouldn't give so much I don't know how to play

They say that today, they say others do so

I'm not the others

Before we attach to the other, before we spoil each other

I want you to know

 

I'll go get your heart if you take it somewhere else

Even if in your dances others dance your hours

I'll go get your soul in the colds in the flammes

I'll cast a spell on you for you to still love me

 

I'll find languages to sing your praises

I'll make my luggage for infinite vintages

Magic spells from African priests

I'll say them without remorse for you to still love me

I'll name myself queen for you to hold me

 

I'll make myself new to let the fire restart

I'll become these others who give you pleasure

Your games will be ours if that's your wish

More brilliant more beautiful for another spark

I'll change myself into gold for you to still love me