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whenever i relax and needed to have some sort of meaning with what i’m going through, i listen to music like BEWITCHED by ELLA FITZGERALD. it calms me, rejuvinates me and somehow i get to fall in love with life again… i am in love with life but sometimes i hate it too. does that mean i have a love-hate relationship with it?

don’t get me wrong. i do fall down at times also. life offers me a wide range of predicaments which i have to face hesitantly, of course, and i admit that sometimes i want to give up. i don’t know why my life becomes a yoyo of ups and downs but i guess it geared me with so much armory to face everything no matter how heavy it is. does that mean i’m strong? hmmmm…. now here goes my self talk again. just let me be, okay? that’s just the way life is. we get to live it and sometimes we don’t. we don’t always get what we want and that paves a way for me to have another want. hmmm… does that mean i’m living a positive life? my boyfriend (and some narrow friends) thinks that i’m being negative but my “my zone” friends think that i’m actually living what they (boyfriend and narrow friends) are aspiring. yes, i do fall down and whine and complain but after that, i’m back on my feet again aiming my sight or focus to whatever comes out from hiatus/failures in life. whew! i don’t make sense… i’m just typing whatever comes into my mind. why do i even bother myself with that. it’s not that i have to prove myself to them. hmmmm… i miss that lambchops i ate at mandarin hotel. now that came out of nowhere… i just remembered lambchops.. hehehe!

ok.. back to the song bewitched! since i came back from my vacation i isolated myself by watching tv and movies. one of the movies i watched was about some boys in an exclusive school being taught by very extraordinary teachers. they were being readied (is there such a word) for oxford university and, boy, apart from being intelligent, they are very talented too! they sing classy songs and they have that demeanor of a very confident gentleman. if i have a son, i’ll enroll him in that school… ooppss… hehehe! well, one of the kids sang bewitched and i couldn’t get it out of my mind. i wish song creators will make songs like this again… you know, songs that will make you be adventurous about life again and not push you to kill yourself out of misery deepened even by the lyrics and melody by most of the songs now.

do fall in love with this song. it’s very beautiful! so do i still have to say that i’m in love?

After one whole quart of brandy
Like a daisy, Im awake
With no bromo-seltzer handy
I dont even shake

Men are not a new sensation
Ive done pretty well I think
But this half-pint imitation
Put me on the blink

Im wild again, beguiled again
A simpering, whimpering child again
Bewitched, bothered and bewildered – am i

Couldnt sleep and wouldnt sleep
When love came and told me, I shouldnt sleep
Bewitched, bothered and bewildered – am i

Lost my heart, but what of it
He is cold I agree
He can laugh, but I love it
Although the laughs on me

Ill sing to him, each spring to him
And long, for the day when Ill cling to him
Bewitched, bothered and bewildered – am i

Hes a fool and dont I know it
But a fool can have his charms
Im in love and dont I show it
Like a babe in arms

Loves the same old sad sensation
Lately Ive not slept a wink
Since this half-pint imitation
Put me on the blink

Ive sinned a lot, Im mean a lot
But Im like sweet seventeen a lot
Bewitched, bothered and bewildered – am i

Ill sing to him, each spring to him
And worship the trousers that cling to him
Bewitched, bothered and bewildered – am i

When he talks, he is seeking
Words to get, off his chest
Horizontally speaking, hes at his very best

Vexed again, perplexed again
Thank god, I can be oversexed again
Bewitched, bothered and bewildered – am i

Wise at last, my eyes at last,
Are cutting you down to your size at last
Bewitched, bothered and bewildered – no more

Burned a lot, but learned a lot
And now you are broke, so you earned a lot
Bewitched, bothered and bewildered – no more

Couldnt eat, was dispeptic
Life was so hard to bear
Now my hearts antiseptic
Since you moved out of there

Romance, finis. your chance, finis.
Those ants that invaded my pants, finis.
Bewitched, bothered and bewildered – no more