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Crazy Confession: Part 2

A few weeks ago I indulged the world into my secret life of having songs for each of the guys I like.
If I get fancy, I may put a link to that post HERE.

So my second crazy confession is having Theme Songs for my life as well. These are songs that are constantly stuck in my head and may or may not represent my life in some way or another. Right now I have two theme songs. They totally contradict each other, but oh well. I will share one of my current theme songs (because I know you will judge if I tell you my other theme song).

Despite feeling like I am going to die from the plague that has currently infected my body, it is always a beautiful day....*cue music*

 
"It's a beautiful day and I can't stop myself from smiling.
If we're drinking*, then I'm buying
*NOTE: I do not drink alcohol.
And I know there's no denying.
It's a beautiful day, the sun is up, the music's playing
And even if it started raining
You won't here this [girl] complaining.
'Cause I'm glad that you're the one who got away **
**NOTE: This line does not apply to
my life at this moment.
It's a beautiful day.

So if you happen to live close by and hear someone singing this song at around 8 am in the morning, that may or may not be me walking to school. And I may or may not have danced to this song with an umbrella on my way to work last week...

This song kind of has to do with my mantra. "Come what May and Love It!" Even when things are horrible, think of the positive things and you will see the beauty in the world. It is great. You should try it sometime.

Have a beautiful day and
Come what may and love it!
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