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Smile from far away
Never had dreams like those
Livin like this everyday
Chorus:
But now we're doin' it, doin' it
Livin' our dreams
Yeah we're doin' it
Oh, feels like it seems
Got that good feelin'
Everythin's just fine
So we started dreamin'
Maybe now is the right time
Chorus
Then you came along one day
So very suddenly
Said, "Hey, hey, come out & play"
Didn't know what came over me
Felt it was meant to be
It's here I wanna stay
July 23, 2K9
PUB
- Location:office
- Mood:
amused - Music:Pink - Funhouse
- Location:office
- Mood:
infuriated - Music:Mr Big - Arrow
Can't wait to perform this :p
"if your body matches what your eyes can do ..."
Get to this link to listen:
http://aimini.net/view/?fid=6o52bleqEqN
I'd embed it, but it takes forever to load here.
- Location:office
- Mood:
giddy - Music:Paralyzer - Finger Eleven
loved
- Location:office
- Mood:
high - Music:Damn Regret - Red Jumpsuit Apparatus
With a cup of coffee it started
I knew it was you I wanted
To watch you come & go, as I please, as I may
Never did anyone look so DAMN GOOD walking away
CHORUS:
But now I find myself here in the same place
I just forget everything when I see your face
How could the universe be so cruel this way?
How could it be easy to walk away?
Verse 2:
I think of you all the time, yknow
Everyday there are signs, my feelings just damn grow
In our conversations, I hang on to everything you say
Every word makes it hard to walk away
CHORUS
Bridge:
That fateful day my world ended
Didn’t know I had to get my heart mended
In the arms of another you’ll forever lay
In the arms of another you’ll forever lay
CHORUS
Misery...
The promise of you & I could never be
No one will ever care for you this way
Even if you go home to her at the end of the day
Even if I know I’ll never be okay
Baby, you make it so DAMN impossible to walk away
- Location:office
- Mood:
creative - Music:real - plumb
Going back to the corner where I first saw you,
Gonna camp in my sleeping bag I'm not gonna move,
Got some words on cardboard got your picture in my hand,
Saying if you see this girl can you tell her where I am,
Some try to hand me money they don't understand,
I'm not...broke I'm just a broken hearted man,
I know it makes no sense, but what else can I do,
How can I move on when I'm still in love with you...
Cos if one day you wake up and find that you're missing me,
And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I can be,
Thinking maybe you'll come back here to the place that we'd meet,
And you'd see me waiting for you on the corner of the street.
So I'm not moving...
I'm not moving.
Policeman says son you can't stay here,
I said there's someone I'm waiting for if it's a day, a month, a year,
Gotta stand my ground even if it rains or snows,
If she changes her mind this is the first place she will go.
Cos if one day you wake up and find that you're missing me,
And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I can be,
Thinking maybe you'll come back here to the place that we'd meet,
And you'd see me waiting for you on the corner of the street.
So I'm not moving...
I'm not moving.
I'm not moving...
I'm not moving.
People talk about the guy
Who's waiting on a girl...
Oohoohwoo
There are no holes in his shoes
But a big hole in his world...
Hmmmm
and maybe I'll get famous as man who can't be moved,
And maybe you won't mean to but you'll see me on the news,
And you'll come running to the corner...
Cos you'll know it's just for you
I'm the man who can't be moved
I'm the man who can't be moved...
Cos if one day you wake up and find that you're missing me,
And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I can be,
Thinking maybe you'll come back here to the place that we'd meet,
And you'd see me waiting for you on the corner of the street.
[Repeat in background]
So I'm not moving...
I'm not moving.
I'm not moving...
I'm not moving.
Going back to the corner where I first saw you,
Gonna camp in my sleeping bag not I'm not gonna move.
- Location:office
- Mood:
depressed - Music:The Man Who Can't Be Moved - The Script
With a cup of coffee it started
I knew it was you I wanted
I thought life was gonna be okay
I didn’t know I would need to walk away
Your eyes, they tell a different story
To look into them would be heaven’s glory
I’m content just to look at you all day
Never knowing I had to walk away
Ways to see you became a routine
A glimpse of you, you never know will mean
To watch you come & go, as I please, as I may
Never did anyone look so DAMN GOOD walking away
From the day I heard your words, your voice
It echoes in my mind, my favorite noise
In our conversations, I hang on to everything you say
Every word makes it hard to walk away
I think of you all the time, yknow
Everyday there are signs, my feelings just damn grow
After all the coincidences, what can I do but stay?
Never crossed my mind to walk away
Cut to that fateful day my world ended
Didn’t know I had to get my heart mended
In the arms of another you’ll forever lay
Made the most sense to walk away
This piece of news I took really hard
A part of me is forever scarred
The truth eats me inside, slowly, like the plague
Everybody says its best to walk away
But now I find myself here in the same place
I just forget everything when I see your face
How could the universe be so cruel this way?
How could it be easy to walk away?
For now I’m just gonna wallow in my misery
For the promise of you & I could never be
No one will ever care for you this way
Because from the first time you said hey
And those times you would look my way
Even if you go home to her at the end of the day
Even if I know I’ll never be okay
Baby, you make it so DAMN impossible to walk away
Larrah Salvador
10/29/2008
Starbucks Timog cor. Panay Ave
- Location:office
- Mood:
restless - Music:the man who can't be moved - the script
There are some days when I just wanna go back to being a regular agent again. Less responsibilities, less work, less worries. Or no worries at all. When meetings meant a break from taking calls. Back when the end of your shift is at 7am and you have no obligation to stay at the office. When you don't need to worry about anything when you leave the office. When training meant another break from the calls. When assessments were to be answered.
Now?
Meetings take too much of your frigging time. Precious time when you should be doing all the work that they're giving you. Then they're on your back when you don't finish the task in time.
When you leave the office, you ask yourself if you were able to finish everything. Sometimes you need to take your work home since you won't be able to finish everything at the office with the distractions.
When training meant days of almost no breaks, no lunch, extended stay at the office because after every session there are reports to send, trackers to update, evaluations to do.
When you remember that it's SO much easier to answer assessments than to MAKE them.
But don't get me wrong, I still love what I'm doing. Every day that passes.
Sometimes it's just that it's so god damn tiring.
- Location:office
- Music:walk this way - aerosmith & run dmc
First birthday in Singapore! Wooot!
- Location:h0me
- Mood: chipper
I dunno, for some reason, when I listen to this, it just lifts my mood.
It sounds oddly familiar, though, like I heard it in a commercial or a movie or somewhere else.
Ba da da, ba da da ba da da, ba da da bap bap bap ba da ...
- Location:office
- Mood:
happy - Music:Stay Beautiful - The Last Goodnight
Why?
How dare he?
After all this time?
What the hell is he trying to prove?
Why now?
...
Opening himself up like that. Stuff that got out after it happened eons ago. I don't even know what to say.
First of all, almost everything IS about him. At least for a while. He was the reason I went to work every night. We would talk about everything and anything thru IM. Except what we had. Maybe it's because we're not sure what it was. I talked non-stop about him. Everybody was so sick of hearing his name. Everybody at home. People at the office.
When I left the company, I couldn't find the words to say goodbye. I thought that I would never see him again.
Little did I know that we somehow became even closer. We'd text each other all the time. We'd go out. Have dinner. Take in a movie. Toast a beer or two. It was as if I never left.
When I came back, everything was just different. Although I knew he got promoted to a different support group, it was okay, since we still got to see each other everyday. At least I got to see him everyday. It was rare that he'd drop by my station. I'd have to bribe him with some food. But then someimes I'd have to deliver it to where he is, the opposite side of the floor.
Now before I left, I knew she was a seatmate. Sat at the opposite side of him. Heck, even she knows what I felt for him.
But then my friends told me that they were getting closer. I was like, okay, so what? They're friends. That's cool.
Whenever I would go to the pantry, I would have no choice but to pass by her station, and something familiar on her screen would ALWAYS catch my eye.
Heyyyyy. I know that display picture. It's also up on MY screen.
When I drop by his station, I'd see an IM window with my name, and hers.
For some reason I would get irritated for the rest of the day. Night. Shift. Whatever.
What everybody says IS true. They're pretty close to one another. I couldn't help feeling so... jealous, even if I had no right to be.
I personally have nothing against her. She's a really fun person and a little loud, but so am I.
It's what they have that gets my blood boiling. They say they're best friends.
I can't help but thinking, what the hell? I was first! If I didn't leave, it would be me he'd be talking to the whole shift! She wouldn't even have come close if I didn't leave! Racing through my mind was, if she was his best friend, then what the hell was I supposed to be? And why doesn't he talk about her?
Around that time, I just let it be. We just talk about stuff, just like the old times.
I wasn't expecting anything anymore. I was just glad to still be in his life. I was just happy that I had someone really really fun to talk to again. I was glad that we still have our friendship.
I miss him.
- Location:home
- Mood:
irritated - Music:could i be you - matchbox 20
But all in all? Being a trainer is AWESOME. I love what I do. I feel like it's what I was born to do. The people are great, you get to meet a myriad of personalities, they look up to you even after training, and they can turn out to be really, really sweet.
I also remember a quote where a teacher's words do not end or has no bounds or something like that. I finally understood the true meaning last night, when my one of my trainees from my second batch was giving tips to one of my trainees from my third batch on do's and dont's during a call.
I never felt SO proud.
- Location:home
- Mood:
ecstatic - Music:umbrella - scott simons
I first heard this song when I was watching the Matchbox 20 concert. Rob introduced this song written by the group's drummer.
A new mainstay for my playlist.
Something is wrong with the sum of us
That I cant seem to erase
How can I be the only one
Without a smile on my face
[chorus]
Well now, youre laughing out loud
At just the thought of being alive
And I was wondering
Could I just be you tonight
You show your pain like it really hurts
And I cant even start to feel mine
Well, Im standing in place
With my head first and I shake, I shake
I see your progress stretched out for miles and miles
[chorus]
Youre laughing out loud
At just the thought of being alive, yeah
And I was wondering
Could I just be you tonight
This is the sound that I make
These are the words I chose
Somehow the right thing to say
Just wont come out
Just wont come out
[chorus]
And youre laughing out loud
At the thought of being alive
And I was wondering
Could I just be you tonight
And I was wondering
Could I just be you tonight
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
And I was wondering
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
And I was wondering
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Yeah, and I was wondering
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
I was wondering, yeah
- Location:office
- Mood: sad
- Music:Could I Be You - Matchbox 20
I look forward to our coffee Sundays every week. It started out as a weekly thing where we would just hang out. We didn't know how to order anything but Frappuccinos. Then the following weeks, we talked about Kris' recurring problem until she got over it. Switching to hot drinks, my white chocolate mocha and her toffee nut latte. Nursing board exams were near, so our coffee Sundays turned into her reviewing huge books and me trying to self-study Italian. Then I got promoted to a trainer position. We would work side by side, Kris still reviewing giant nursing books and me doing training reports.
Now that the board exams are over and that the training here has been light, we've gone back to just hanging out and catching up on what happened during our week.
I am so proud of her. She still may find it hard to believe, but she is one of the luckiest people I know. She is surrounded 24/7 by loving friends and a protective and tight-knitted family. She has all the good things in life, and she just found out but still having a hard time processing it. I hope she knows that if she has a problem, she can go to almost anyone and whoever that is would be falling over just trying to help her.
That is if she doesn't come to me first. Why? Because if she needs something, I already have it for her before she even asks. But even if she asks first, she doesn't have to tell me twice or hesitate at all. Because that's the kind of person she is, too. If she knows that she can help you with anything, by all means, she will not stop until you make her.
Here's to us, Kris, and our Coffee Sundays.
- Location:office
- Mood:
contemplative - Music:Go On Girl - Ne-yo
hopefulGosh. It's been more than a month since my last post. So I'd just like to apologize to my huge fan base who set updates to know every time I have a new post.
Well that's a laugh. I am so boring and have no social life and no friends, who could possibly be viewing what I have to rant about?
Yeah, right.
Who am I kidding? Everybody loves me. Hehe. I have so many groups of friends that I am torn into which gathering to attend if all the groups set it on a same day.
No, seriously. This is unforgivable. I mean, what journal writer would skip more than a month, let alone a week, without a post?
I guess it's what my friend Paul told me: You're lazy.
Yeah, well. He's right. But hey, we all tend to be lazy at some point of our lives, right? Psssh. At some point of our day! At least that's true for me. I dunno about you hardworking chaps out there.
At this point, I was gonna go ahead and paste my latest movie reviews on this same post, also the stuff i've been doing, but being a lazy to click click click to open another post entry window, and being a quasi-OC like me, there are just gonna be too darn many tags to this post if I were to do that.
- Location:h0me
- Mood: aggravated
I do not know why I love this song. I have no idea what the lyrics mean. All I know is that I first heard this song on the radio with Jey, and we were talking about the unmistakeable tone of Dashboard Confessionals. So when I got home I looked it up. Unsurprisingly, it was Dashboard. So the chorus stuck in my mind. Next thing I know, I'm downloading it and looping it on my playlist.
You have stolen my heart.
If you read this it would seem blah. But the way it was sung in the chorus, it's like you can really relate to that line.
It's not the usual "The Song", coz it's not that upbeat or headbang-y, but for some reason, I can't get it off of my mind. To the point that I was out with friends and my phone's battery went dead, and I was so pissed coz I wanted to listen to it but couldn't.
Laid back. Nostalgic. Relaxing. Funny. Soothing.
Sleep well ... sleep well ... sleep well ...
- Location:office
- Mood:
hungry
