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A lil’ Tuesday blues (yea, not on a Monday) in the evening hearing what-I-think-is-an-insensitive-remark from him. Between the lines, I got you. Haha… in my mind, I’m asking what do you know about. As much as I wanted to retaliate, I hold it to myself…. “If only you could give me more.” Oh my dear! You have just stepped on my tail at a wrong timing. PMS activated.

Later, went for Mamma Mia, a very nicely done musical movie with all greatest hits from Abba (Recommended watch!!) ‘coz the world suddenly becomes so peaceful and joyful. Getting a lil’ booster, not for long though. Came out, is all Abba in my mind…. jumble up and here’s what it’s all about on this entry:

So, I want to detach ‘n fly ~ Mamma Mia, here I go again…

“Chiquitita, tell me what’s wrong
You’re enchained by your own sorrow
In your eyes there is no hope for tomorrow
How I hate to see you like this
There is no way you can deny it
I can see that you’re oh so sad, so quiet”

“How the heartaches come and they go and the scars they’re leaving
You’ll be dancing once again and the pain will end

But the sun is still in the sky and shining above you
Let me hear you sing once more like you did before
Sing a new song, Chiquitita
Try once more like you did before
Sing a new song, Chiquitita”

Where are those happy days, they seem so hard to find

I wish I understood
It used to be so nice, it used to be so good

So when you’re near me, darling can’t you hear me
S. O. S.

Though I try how can I carry on?

How can I even try to go on?

I was sick and tired of everything

Oh yeah, and I have met my destiny in quite a similar way
The history book on the shelf
Is always repeating itself

Oh yeah, and now it seems my only hope is giving up the fight
And how could I ever refuse
I feel like I win when I lose

I don’t wanna talk
About the things we’ve gone through
Though it’s hurting me
Nothing more to say
No more ace to play

The winner takes it all
The loser standing small
Beside the victory
The game is on again

I can’t conceal it, don’t you see, can’t you feel it?
I do, I do, I do, I do, I do

In my dreams I have a plan

Aha-ahaaa
All the things I could do
If I had a little money

Take it now or leave it

Ain’t no big decision
You know what to do
La question c’est voulez-vous 

You know what I mean

I have a dream, a song to sing
To help me cope with anything

I have a dream, a fantasy
To help me through reality
And my destination makes it worth the while
Pushing through the darkness still another mile

When I know the time is right for me
I’ll cross the stream - I have a dream

Alright, alright… enough of messing around the lyrics. Phew, better mood now after some singing. Hmm, will be best if to let down my hair and do the number around the weekend:

Looking out for the place to go
Where they play the right music, getting in the swing

Night is young and the music’s high
With a bit of rock music, everything is fine
“You’re in the mood for a dance
And when you get the chance…

You are the Dancing Queen, young and sweet, only seventeen
Dancing Queen, feel the beat from the tambourine
You can dance, you can jive, having the time of your life
See that girl, watch that scene, dig in the Dancing Queen”

3 women, in their late 20s or early 30s were dining in a steak house. One of them sighed, “Where has all the good man goes?” At a glance, they look presentable, independent working ladies. Wondering if there’s any thing wrong on earth, why is the population of good men is becoming lesser in numbers? Excludes those that already belongs to others, why are there many good ones turn homo? And what is there to spare on?

Lots of questions filled the air, one by one.

Will any of them consider a divorced man for a relationship? Well, if there’s a choice, obviously not. Even said so, this kind of thing is hard to predict. Because love is blind, and when you deeply in love with someone, you will take in the whole package. You wouldn’t know your standing, not until that day enters your life when you finally have to decide.

Then, can you accept being the second wife? Of course there’s no such thing as second wife in Malaysia monogamy practice, except for Malays. So, specifically, a mistress it is. Well, if you asked me, I always try to opt out from this kind of triangle relations ‘coz it’s meaningless. But, it’s totally bizarre input when I heard one of the lass said she doesn’t mind, as long it’s on contractual basis, 1 year for max. Wow! Not so bad idea afterall, leisure and shopping freedom with financial relief from the man. 

Will you consider other races? Mixed replies; one accepts only their skin colour. One thinks it’s not an issue after experiencing herself with different cultures. Then the other one remains silent, unsure. To what extend?   

Does age matter then? No one likes someone younger in general. However, like said, love is blind. There are happy couples where the hubby is younger than the wife, and they can still live blissfully together. On the other hand, what’s the max age of the opposite sex that you’ll still consider? 6 to 7 years still Ok. What if, 10 years or more? Tough,… but if he’s someone who holds high position in a corporation or someone who’s own boss, chances still alive. Maybe some will think this is so materialistic-minded, but putting yourself into these woman shoes, you’ll see the underlying needs that woman needs security, assurance and stability from their partners.

What if the man is 10 years older, successful businessman but then is balding? What’s the likelihood then? Shocked, everyone kept silent. None dare to think further. It’s totally understandable. Who doesn’t want a partner that they can proudly bring on to public? Looks of course is important. Not to demand a 100% handsome looking one, but somehow it does matters.

Hmm, “why we are still single?” The question popped up again.

It’s not that there are no single friends around, then why not give a try getting together? “What?!! Come on, friend is friend, no crossing border” in a very serious expression I saw on this lady face. “Why don’t you try then?” she adds on. Interesting, I thought. Well, if there’s no feeling or the cliché so-called ‘chemistry’, how can it work? It’s just not your cup of tea. Life always makes fun on people. Those you like seem harder to get closer with, and those that you dislike but like you keep showing up in front of you. Isn’t it annoying? Haha.

So what is their problem? Are these woman has becoming choosy in picking up their partner of life? Make me wonder too. I try to explore and then I see the horizon and I come to realise. Because time is running out, they need to get the right one this time around. Theirs ultimate is to have found someone best fit walking down the aisle together one day and living happily ever after. Deep down, all woman asks for is the joy of sharing, embrace in tenderness and care, feeling love and beloved without worrying about future, spending many good laughter times with her dearly spouse together for the rest of her life .

So to these 3 little women (and others of similar fate out there), I wish upon the star that it will soon bring you luck in meeting your prince charming!! Lets the love blossoms