Jazz-ed me up.

I forgot when is the last time I actually open up my itunes and listen to my collection of songs.

I am a big-time music fanatic. Anything to do with music, count me in. My ears prick up at the slightest sound of melodic indications and my body sways automatically to any beautiful beats. Funny how this love deserted me for the past few months. THanks to R, whom I re-found again recently and her very thoughtful and sweet gift of a jazz-themed album.

Blasting those songs in my cosy bedroom now makes me dreamy and in the mood for love. To get drunk. To sing on the stage. Or to sing incoherently after 2 dozens of beers to the one I love. Okay, I am DREAMY...so pardon my nonsensical banterings. I think wat I really wanna say is, Music is wonderful! With eyes closed, I am always transported back to my stage, where I perform to loved and close ones, singing and tinkering again. Mmmmm. Sweet. (I think I stopped and dreamt for a good 10 mins here)

Thank you very much R, now I wanna go out and get drunk :) It's a beautiful thursday and tomolo is public holidaeee! I will be doing myself a great injustice if I juz stay home and keep dreaming, esp after getting so jazz-ed up!

Lalalala. Beers. Ciggies. Finger-licking good chicken wings. Manz, tat's Life!