Sunday, December 20, 2009

Counting down to New York!

It was 2.39am. My mobile phone sang its funky jazzy tune. It could only be one person -- Cynthia.

It has just started snowing in the big apple.

Cynthia was practically screaming, "IT'S SNOWING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

From what I heard, New York is not known to snow during winter with the exception of last year.

I'm as thrilled as cyn and the kids as I've never seen snow before. It would be a white Christmas afterall!

After that, we got so excited discussing about the places that we would be going.

"The kids want to bring you guys to the Statue of Liberty."

Haha... They would be our little tour guides.


I just realised that never once have I mentioned here on my blog that I would be taking a long break from work to spend about 2 weeks in New York.

It's time for a well-deserved break. The last time I went "overseas" was to Genting! That's eons ago.

Most of the people around me who know keep having the impression that I'm going on a honeymoon with kh. I'm not going with kh as he has fyp to be done. So it'll just be Charlene and I flying over.

Feisty Team reunited!


Over at work, I was constantly distracted by the amount of errands to be run prior to the trip.

When I was not at work, I was constantly worrying about how I would be able to get all work done before flying off.

I'm wishing for santa to put TIME into my stocking this year.


This song by Jay Z and Alicia Keys makes me excited about my impending trip.

Jay-Z ft Alicia Keys – Empire State of Mind Lyrics

Yeah, Imma up at Brooklyn,
now Im down in Tribeca,
right next to DeNiro,
But i’ll be hood forever,
I’m the new Sinatra,
and since i made it here,
i can make it anywhere,
yeah they love me everywhere,
i used to cop in Harlem,
all of my dominicanos
right there up on broadway,
brought me back to that McDonalds,
took it to my stash spot,
5-60 State street,
catch me in the kitchen like a Simmons whipping Pastry,
cruising down 8th street,
off white lexus,
driving so slow but BK is from Texas,
me I’m up at Bed Stuy,
home of that boy Biggie,
now i live on billboard,
and i brought my boys with me,
say wat up to Ty Ty, still sipping Mai-tai
sitting courtside Knicks and Nets give me high fives,
N-gga i be Spiked out, i can trip a referee,
tell by my attitude that I most definitely from…

In New York,
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of,
Theres nothing you can’t do,
Now you’re in New York,
these streets will make you feel brand new,
Big lights will inspire you,
lets hear it for New York, New York, New York

I made you hot n-gga,
Catch me at the X with OG at a Yankee game,
sh-t i made the yankee hat more famous than a yankee can,
you should know I bleed Blue, but I aint a crip tho,
but i got a gang of n-ggas walking with my clique though,
welcome to the melting pot,
corners where we selling rocks,
afrika bambaataa sh-t,
home of the hip hop,
yellow cab, gypsy cab, dollar cab, holla back,
for foreigners it aint fitted they forgot how to act,
8 million stories out there and their naked,
cities is a pity half of y’all won’t make it,
me i gotta plug Special Ed and i got it made,
If Jeezy’s payin LeBron, I’m paying Dwayne Wade,
3 dice cee-lo
3 card Monte,
labor day parade, rest in peace Bob Marley,
Statue of Liberty, long live the World trade,
long live the king yo,
I’m from the empire state thats…

Welcome to the bright light..

Lights is blinding,
girls need blinders
so they can step out of bounds quick,
the side lines is blind with casualties,
who sipping life casually, then gradually become worse,
don’t bite the apple Eve,
caught up in the in crowd,
now your in-style,
and in the winter gets cold en vogue with your skin out,
the city of sin is a pity on a whim,
good girls gone bad, the cities filled with them,
Mami took a bus trip and now she got her bust out,
everybody ride her, just like a bus route,
Hail Mary to the city your a Virgin,
and Jesus can’t save you life starts when the church ends,
came here for school, graduated to the high life,
ball players, rap stars, addicted to the limelight,
MDMA got you feeling like a champion,
the city never sleeps better slip you a Ambien

One hand in the air for the big city,
Street lights, big dreams all looking pretty,
no place in the World that can compare,
Put your lighters in the air, everybody say yeaaahh
come on, come,

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