...But how much of it? This is one of the saying that had made such a mark on me, not only because of what it means but also how it applies to me. I have always been an impatient soul, I never liked waiting, and I don't think anyone did. For me, things that needs waiting needs to just be left alone; I always treated time as gold, nothing is worth the waste. Most of the things I have, I had the time I wanted them; not sooner, not later. If there were things that I could wait for, it would be birthdays, i cannot rush them, they only come at a very specific time of the year. That's the deal of my impatience, I can wait as long as i know when it will be done, I can wait for years; as long as I know when it will happen, precisely.
In the past years of my life, there were just things that I couldn't have controlled even with everything that i have. They are the ones bound by time, things that i need to wait for so I can savor them later. I never knew it was possible, once I leave something behind, I never look back. Little did I know that if it is for you, it is for you, no matter how you left it behind, it will always be yours, following you around until it meets your eyes again.
Sometimes, you think you are waiting, but for the most part, it's you they are waiting for. It might be perplexing but it can't be anymore true. You may think that it is you that needs to wait to have something. If you think hard enough, things may not be in your hands because you are not yet ready for it, thus, they wait for you and you don't even know a thing about it.
I used to focus on not waiting because i think time is wasted. Now I learned that you may have to look at things twice and wait for a little longer so you may see if it is worth it, or if there is really a waste. The more we haste, the more we waste.
Thursday, August 19, 2010
Sunday, August 1, 2010
Goodbye's the saddest word i'll ever hear...
It is a song sung by Celine Dion, my friend sang this one about two nights ago, when we went out to do a last blow of party for our friend leaving the company. It was sad that he has to leave us behind but nevertheless, joy is still at hand as he is about to pursue his career at a field that i know he would be best at. There was no time for sad goodbyes, we knew this would not be the last time we will see each other but rather the last time that we will be going out as people working at the same office. We sang the night away and watched others dance through it. Guys with me should now what this is about. *laughs*
He was a very good friend, I can never forget how he took care of me when I was coming to work sick, he always brings me sandwiches that i can easily swallow since i have a few throat problems back then. I can never forget him for being the bigger sister I never had, guiding me through things i didn't really know and helping me cope up with events I am not really familiar with. I can never thank him enough for all the things he has taught me and things he had showed me. It has always been a delight for him to tell me anecdotes of his early life as it is particularly old for someone my age, especially this one time he told me that trains once used tokens for admission.
I am so fond of the memories that we shared, when we'd just stare at the road and then suddenly laugh together because we saw someone hideous looking or someone funny in any case. Those times we're walking and suddenly would come to a halt while turning our heads around cause a cute guy just passed by. I can never get enough of the gayness that emanates from us whenever we get really excited about anything. The food that we really enjoy, so much of it...really! And the times that we are so worried/worrying about our tummies growing faster than our boobies. The drinking sessions that we had, drinking until we puke ourselves on the street, though it never really got close to that. The bowel chronicles and all that gross stuff we talked and are still talking about! ewwwwness!
You will always be a very dear friend to me. We may be miles apart but our hearts will always be together as friendship knots them really tight. I know we will still go out to laugh at people, to turn heads to cuties and to eat....a lot. I will always miss you friend!
He was a very good friend, I can never forget how he took care of me when I was coming to work sick, he always brings me sandwiches that i can easily swallow since i have a few throat problems back then. I can never forget him for being the bigger sister I never had, guiding me through things i didn't really know and helping me cope up with events I am not really familiar with. I can never thank him enough for all the things he has taught me and things he had showed me. It has always been a delight for him to tell me anecdotes of his early life as it is particularly old for someone my age, especially this one time he told me that trains once used tokens for admission.
I am so fond of the memories that we shared, when we'd just stare at the road and then suddenly laugh together because we saw someone hideous looking or someone funny in any case. Those times we're walking and suddenly would come to a halt while turning our heads around cause a cute guy just passed by. I can never get enough of the gayness that emanates from us whenever we get really excited about anything. The food that we really enjoy, so much of it...really! And the times that we are so worried/worrying about our tummies growing faster than our boobies. The drinking sessions that we had, drinking until we puke ourselves on the street, though it never really got close to that. The bowel chronicles and all that gross stuff we talked and are still talking about! ewwwwness!
You will always be a very dear friend to me. We may be miles apart but our hearts will always be together as friendship knots them really tight. I know we will still go out to laugh at people, to turn heads to cuties and to eat....a lot. I will always miss you friend!
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