The Power of a Secret

While hanging out at home over the weekend and watching TV, I whistled along with a TV network's slogan. How does it go? Yah, like I can put in into words, hmph! Anyways . . .

Like most times, I found myself whistling the same tune the whole day for no apparent reason; oblivious to my partner's request for me to cut it out. I figured, if he could stand me singing at any moment, he wouldn't mind my whistling.

Until finally he literally put his foot down and said, "STOP THAT! I HATE THAT!". Kinda shocked and a little upset, I asked why he hates it when I whistle. He answered with a simple, "It reminds me of something . . . just don't ask what!".

OOOOOOKKKKKAAAAYYYYY, fine!

Like I can argue with that!


Life

This Is What I Dreamed . . .

I'm searching high and low the whole day, searching for the lyrics of this one song I loved from the musical "Little Tramp". Several years ago, I knew this song by heart even though I had no one to sing it to. Now, just when I needed it, my memory is failing me!!

I can remember some parts and just with these lines, I am falling in love all over again!


In the cool of the evening when I was a boy (sic!)
I would gaze at the wide open sky
And I'd dream of a someday when I'll be all grown
And find me a sweet man with lights in his eyes

Well I searched for that dream
Till my heart nearly broke
Till my hopes turned to hopeless and died
Until that one morning when I suddenly woke
And with you sleeping by my side

This is what I dreamed
Like a miracle unfolding
Holding you near me in this place
That sweet glow about your face
It's exactly how I pictured it would be

I swear I must be dreaming
For this is what I dreamed

And I just can't help but wonder
If under those same magic skies
You were closing your eyes
And dreaming of this moment with me

My life is wide awake now
For this is what I dreamed

THIS IS WHAT WE DREAMED . . .



This one's for you my Sunshine!!!


Life

In Search of a Gift

My sunshine's birthday is coming and I'm at a loss as to what to give him.

An initial plan was thwarted upon the advice of a friend . . .

If you don't want the one you love walking away from you, don't give him a pair of shoes . . .

A necklace? That's just gonna 'choke' him . . .

A watch? Maybe, but will it mean, our time is soon gonna be up? . . .

What to do???


Well, as I have already told my friend . . .

AM I NOT ONE SPECIAL GIFT BY MYSELF???


Life

MADONNiAcs United

Over the weekend, I got the chance to mingle with my fellow Club Madonna Philippines members (yes, we exist!) and had one of the most fun evenings ever! It was a Holiday!

From an awkward start among Beautiful Strangers, the night gradually turned (quicker than a Ray of Light) into a blast. Leave it to any Madonna song to bring out the Divas in 5 feignly discreet men. We danced, we sang, we did our thang!!

A simple ensemble of shirt and jeans was Vogue enough for us to get Into our Groove. And as it turned out, one night was too short for our brief time in our own Spotlight. And there was not enough mic to Justify Our Love to sing.

We left no notes unsung, every dance routine was done, and songs were performed in our best Madonna impersonation possible, to the most minute detail (except the costume, that is!).

Like vampires, we Madonniacs are perenially in search of others of our kind, some kindred spirits. Thanks to my Lucky Star, I found four that night. Except for one, I barely know them and yet, we feel a connection. Not only because we have adored the same woman for most of our lives now. But moreso, we have been driven by the same spirit that this woman has represented for us.

It may be too early to tell, but I know these guys will be my friends for a long while. After all, I have said it before and I'll say it Over and Over again, . . .

If you can't like Madonna, You CAN'T be my Friend!!!


MADONNA