It's a beautiful day, tara-ra-ra-ra... Fine, i don't know the lyrics. I'm never good at that in the first place.
It's been days and the melody just keeps on playing on my head. Last song syndrome? More than that, it brings back fond memories of our European tour. This song is played everytime we were about to make a pit stop.
I've been terribly loaded with work lately. Yet a hectic weekend awaits me - Friday hiphop class at Holiday Gym - Saturday buffet dinner at Marriott - Sunday scuba dive at Cabilao.
Aaah... it's a beautiful day, tara-ra-ra-ra!