Marie Digby (yes i think i've mentioned that i am a fan) sings this song well.
Don't know if this is really a sad or happy song. I just like it. The words are beautiful. Waiting for the right time and the best one is worth everything.
I have nothing much to talk about except...i'm going to NEW YORK! my boss has given me the go signal to go on leave for two weeks, given also that i've planned the next few months well and i've also gotten a pat in the back for exceeding my goals the past month (growth of 207%!) This is probably what i've been saving, planning and working for. But the only difference is, instead of heading off to NC to be with someone, i've decided to take this solo trip for myself (and of course for my dear cuz). In all my excitement i have called everyone i know in the US to get both advice and also make plans to meet up. I am really looking forward to this - like a fluttering daydream that now comes up clear as day. Friends have been giving all out support, with recommendations for places to visit, travel agencies, even travel books from their collections. All to maximize the trip as much as possible. my first time in the East Coast. Had a long chat over the vonage to talk to my cousin in the US who gave me good tips on how to save on the travel expenses. I've even gotten some support and encouragement from my boss - now how cool is he? What's nice is getting a callback from an old buddy who, after ranting about his long work day at the hospital, just lit up when i said i was coming to visit. i guess he really misses home a lot after a year of being away.
last friday i had stayed late at the office and went to an impromptu happy hour with a few of the office buds...ended much before midnight but then again, we started early too. So saturday came and i just got the cleaning bug. In between online browsing for the trip and several calls with travel agents, i got my floor cleared of all the accumulated junk. my growing collection of dresses all neatly pressed and hanging nicely. all this following the ironman screening last thursday with the whole gang - N,F,A,J,V plus my brother but minus C who couldn't make it. People at the office have been teasing me for being such a comic fan/geek. Guess it's a side they never thought i'd have. I get taunts like: you bought another comic AGAIN? hehe. but i don't really mind it. I just laugh and say: YEAH! and it's great. One of them now wants to borrow the Civil War trades. hehe. What's great about watching the movie with friends i totally love (awww, i do!), and other comic fans who bought tickets from felix is that we all had the same similar screams of joy during all the best parts. hehe. i am not alone! hahaha!
Will now end this post with the words of this song... This could be nothing but i'm willing to give it a try.
Hey, see you in NY...how do I get in touch with you? 2 weeks in NY is too short....and every relative and friend would want to make time with you....have fun!
it's gonna be an experience! i'm really really really excited. i've never been there and there's this tiny little fear inside that i might get disappointed but then again - that's part of the fun! the unexpected :)
This is my world. This is who I am. And I'm not gonna give up myself to make your life better. And you want me to change. I can't get used to
all you want me to be and I just can't pretend to be anyone else 'cause it's not really me. - Darius Rucker
Hey, see you in NY...how do I get in touch with you? 2 weeks in NY is too short....and every relative and friend would want to make time with you....have fun!