On Musicals and Spontaneous Dance Numbers

Since we are on the subject of music, let me just say this: I think I need more upbeat songs, you know. Songs that would cause my veins to rapture,ignite my motor skills or simply magically drag my feet and sweep me off this rut.

You know, like What A Feeling, minus the water pouring down your sweaty body. I haven’t danced in awhile, like full on  Single-Ladies-Beyonce-doing-crazy-hips-like dancing. Ok. Maybe, I just miss P.E. On second thought, nah…I don’t miss P.E.

Sometimes I just want to burst into some spontaneous song number…of course your eardrums has to endure that agonizing 3 minutes while I belt it all out.

You know what happens in a musical right? The character is just fixing her things on her desk and out of a sudden, she felt it coming–a spur of the moment urge to stand on top of the desk and began singing and dancing like some nymph on ecstasy. After the number, her officemates would either give her a standing ovation or just a plain OMG-SHE-HAS-GONE-BONKERS face and hear crickets on the background.

Yeah, I’m pretty stressed. You have no idea but this shitload of work have permanently done  some damage to my sanity. Don’t judge me for trying to survive and make a living here, mmk?