Ba De Ya!!!

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Do you remember the 21st night of september?

Love was changing the minds of pretenders

While chasing the clouds away

Our hearts were ringing

In the key that our souls were singing.

As we danced in the night,

Remember how the stars stole the night away

Ba de ya - say do you remember

Ba de ya - dancing in september

Ba de ya - never was a cloudy day

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Ba De Ya!!! Ooh...this song has to be played LOUD, real LOUD. Earth Wind Fire - September. Can't get it out of my system...you know how you might know a track, and know it well? And then, maybe you are suddenly in a scenario and this track is playing? And because of the extremely fun/emotional/sad/romantic/whatever environment, suddenly the song ceases to be what it used to be for you, and it becomes a whole new something else, carrying with it all the associated emotions? Yea...something like that happened to me over the last couple of days..and now I can't wipe this track off me mind.

Well, in a nutshell, when you are drunk stoned high, driving fast, windows down, with some dear friends beside you, all clutching more drinks and cigarettes, it is 2am, you had a great night, and you're off for more...and then the track comes on and the music's blasting and everyones screaming (some with wrong lyrics) and its been ages since yall did that or felt this .. young..and it rings up memories of a lifestyle of decadence, missed classes, friends, music, alternative clothes (I'm wearing my bandanna/headband again and I know it's KL but I couldnt give a rats ass).

Went back to work today, but couldnt concentrate - kept going BA DE YA!! - , and obtained the boss' blessing to gallivant off. Well, technically, I got things to do, but, since everyones surprised I am back and asking me to go off, I decided to be obedient and do so. I actually don't MIND staying - hells, theres always work to do, and I actually feel GUILTY for not being back at work, and that i SHOULD be - BUT, I won't go back. After going to lunch at Jarrod & Rawlins at D'sara Heights (on a colleague's recommendation), I dropped em off, and came home for a while.

Feel like its a great day for Club Med, just chillin on the beach shirtless with my flowery Bermudas and sipping a Pina Collada, visually appreciating hot members of the opposite gender behind aviator sunnies, maybe wearing a white hat, maybe not.

And now, I'm off! Its a gloriousss day! It's hot and sunny! It feels like a Saturday! I've got the boss' permission to not show up until Monday! Life's great! I'm a gonna throw on my fav army camouflage shorts (or maybe just jeans..the beauty of freedom), green sneakers (ankle length, no anklet socks please, I don't cheat), a comfortable shirt, and hop off to Starbucks, enjoy the aircond, read my latest purchase, Tony Parson's "Stories We Could Tell", order a cool drink, and ... enjoy the day away. This is how life should be lived. And then I can hit the gym, lalala, and its off for dinner.

Fantastic.

And all this while blasting:

Ba de ya - say do you remember

Ba de ya - dancing in september

Ba de ya - never was a cloudy day

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