Am downloading the cheesiest songs in limewire. Too cheesy that it can make the whole world gag with it’s cheesyness. I swear, Barry Manilow is the cheesiest songwriter ever… What’s up with his I Write The Songs song? I think it’s a bit conceited of him to say that he writes the songs which makes the young girls cry… So that really is his mission in life then. Write the cheesiest song imaginable to make the equally cheesy girls cry. Well, am not cheesy. I cry easily though but am not cheesy. And I never cried because of a song. Geez!!!! Well, I do remember crying while singing Piano in the Dark (after 13 bottles of beer, yes 13…. and i have a very plausible excuse to drink 13 bottles of beer…. found out my ex was cheating on me…. hehehehehehe). But I never cried while listening to a song. So singing while drunk and crying is totally different from listening to a song and crying. That’s what I want to believe, anybody who believes otherwise got to stop reading my blogs.
Well, that’s how I deal with a broken heart. Get drunk and sing the highpitched songs with friends who will listen to my sad story in between the singings. Just for one night. Then probably sulk by my sorry self in the realms of the 4 corners of my room for about a day. Then keep myself busy for the days to come then I’ll be eventually fine. No episodes of looking thru our pictures together, going to our favorite places and reminiscing the good times. No, not for me.
So anyways, another song from the same cheesy singer is entitled Mandy.
I never realized
you made me so happy, oh Mandy
Well you came and you gave without taking
but I sent you away, oh Mandy
well you kissed me and stopped me from shaking
I need you today, oh Mandy
WTF is wrong with the guy??? MAndy gave everything to him but he just ditcher her for another girl probably. So after realizing that the new girl is no good compared to Mandy, he needs Mandy back. And he’s quite demanding. How dare him treat Mandy that way….
So with this, I found the right response for this song. And no it’s not I Will Survive. That’s a gay song.
And it’s too late baby, now it’s too late
Though we really did try to make it
Something inside has died and I can’t hide
And I just can’t fake it, oh no no no no.
From an equally cheesy singer, Carole King.
For a change, I wanted to make a blog which really doesn’t make sense. Yeah, like I ever did a blog which did made sense. Am actually appalled everytime I check the status of my blog, people are really reading it. I wonder what makes them interested on my non sense ramblings.
Right, will try to catch some snooze now…