How long has this been goin' on?

'Neath the stars, at bazaars
Often I've had to caress men
Five or ten, dollars then, I'd collect from all those yes-men
Don't be sad, I must add, that they meant no more than chess-men

Darling, can't you see?
'Twas for charity?
Though these lips have made slips, it was never really serious
Who'd have thought, I'd be brought to a state that's so delirious?

I could cry salty tears
Where have I been all these years?
Little wow, tell me now
How long has this been goin' on?

There were chills up my spine
And some thrills I can't define
Listen sweet, I repeat
How long has this been goin' on?

Oh, I feel that I could melt
Into heaven I'm hurled
I know how Columbus felt
Finding another world

Kiss me once, then once more
What a dunce I was before
What a break, for heaven's sake
How long has this been goin' on?

(spoken)
Kiss me twice, once more, thrice, make it four

What a break, for heaven's sake
How long has this been goin' on?
---G/I Gershwin sung best by Ella Fitzgerald


:::Sigh::: Today was nice.. even though I was in a slight state of disappointment for most of it. The things I was looking foward to turned out to fall short of par, but other things excelled and thats never bad. =-) And being in love always throws a rose colored hue over life... so Im not complaining.

Thats my favorite song at the moment... though I heard a really good song on the radio this morning.. and it wasnt good because I knew other people liked it.. it was good because it was good. Only one person knows what i just said and im sure she isnt reading this. Thats alright tho.. its nice to have quiet. Speaking of quiet... I should probably take advantage of it and do some studying for econ.. god knows its about everything i ever might have misheard.

later gater...



::dont think so much... just do it::

I'd rather be blue

I'd rather be blue thinking of you
I'd rather be blue over you
Than be happy with somebody else
I'm crazy about'cha, without'cha
For you I'm strong.
I can't do without'cha
Howcha magoucha?
Don't stay too long.
I need a little ah, bedroom, little oh,
And I'm knocking on wood.
Ah, honey hurry up, hurry up, hurry up
It's so hard to be good

I'd rather be blue thinking of you
I'd rather be blue over you
Than be happy with somebody else
Will I be good? Will I be bad?
Don't be a fool, you fool.
My little flat, I'm turning that
Into a Sunday school
While you're away, I'm here to say
There'll be no iceman there.
Singin' the blues I'm gonna use
Nothin' but Frigidaire.
I'd rather be blue thinking of you
I'd rather be blue over you
Than be happy with somebody else
Blue over you, I'd rather be blue over you
Than be hap-hap-hap-happy
With somebody else.


Ivette took a bunch of us aside, and I was worried that she was going to chew us out about being all about ourselves and not about whats important.. but she didnt. She was just trying to get us all to relate as a group.. and i'll agree its hard because Im not a pink lady.. so sometimes I feel like i dont belong on stage with them, especially since im not a dancer... but they put me up there anyway.. and she looked right at me when she said "you belong there... you wouldnt be there if you didnt belong there". So needless to say she spoke directly to my insecurities ... even the few I hadnt recognized yet.

wow im tired. Im gonna go sit on the couch for a while and try not to think about anything..lol ::::sigh:::: I dont get to see him enough. I love the play.. I just wish I could have both.. so hard to please.