The Park

Holy mackerel! I am in dire need of intervention. Help me, oh lawd!

It’s one thing to be enamoured but to obsess… Ahhh. I blame the ‘effin mic. Too bad for my neighbors but I’ve been tryig to belt out songs from varying eras. Let’s say I’ve been going through the ABCs of my lovely MagicSing.

At one point, I was warbling Run to you. Then, my attention was given to Superwoman. Later on, I tried to tackle Unforgettable. Also, there’s Unbreak my heart, Hero, and It’s too late. I was going to try out And I’m telling you but my conscience stopped me. It was three o’clock in the morning.

Of course, I whipped out my Tagalog chips to polish some OPM tunes. It’s different singing in this language. Hmmm. I wish I had Japanese chips, especially Chihiro Onitsuka ones…

*le sigh*

This is what happens when you are left alone in the house. You fill the air with noise.