I listened to this song today for about a hundred times, no kidding. While I was hearing Paul sing, a feeling came over me, something I can’t properly explain. It was the kind of feeling you feel when you see someone for the first time and then you just know they’re going to be important to you in the future. It’s the feeling of realizing something special, but you can’t point out exactly what it is.

This song answered almost everything I was worrying about at the present and what’s funny about it is that I’ve heard it a hundred times before, but the time Ireallylistened was the only time I realized all this.

That practically applies to everything, I guess. Like how we see something but never really notice it until we take time to actually look. And how a person’s always there but we only notice them when they’re gone.

“Let it be.”

Whatever happens, happens. Just have the faith to believe that everything has a reason and you’ll get over it, no matter how much it affects you right now.

“Let it be.”

Such comforting words.

Okay, I’m thinking too much again.

And I am still wide awake.

I hung up on you just about an hour ago, but I miss you already.

You know how most people say they forget their dreams as soon as they wake up? Well, that seldom happens to me. In fact, I remember most of my dreams in very wild and vivid details that I sometimes mistake them for memories.

Today I had a great dream: I dreamt that I was Katy Perry, or atleast a body double of hers. She was going to have a concert in Araneta Coliseum and I was going to watch. For some unknown reason, I was there a couple of hours early and was allowed backstage where everyone was panicking because apparently Katy was missing. I looked around and found her hiding in one of the rooms, looking depressed. She turned to me and says something like, “I don’t want to do this show, you do it for me.” and I was obviously stunned. I mean, why me, right? I sing karaoke but I’m no Katy Perry.

Nevertheless, she ushers me to her makeup room and the artists made me over and when I looked at the mirror, I looked exactly like Katy (yes, even her body. HOW AWESOME IS THAT) and then they told me to prepare for the opening number which was California Gurls, I think but I can’t quite remember now. I teased the fans by going out of the curtain and waving a-la Marilyn Monroe and the crowd went crazy. Adrenaline was pumping and I started performing in all my Katy Perry glory and soon afterwards I knew something was wrong because I started signing Kylie Minogue songs.

I woke up smiling though because I am now motivated to exercise more, ‘cause the feeling of wearing anything and looking great was just absolutely impowering.