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January 25, 2003

My Rock

I realized yesterday that I don't like being an angry person. It's not me. It's so far from who I am. Thanks to everyone that emailed and called me. It really means a lot. Don't worry about me. I'll be ok. I just need to sort things out in my head. But the next time I feel a cry for attention coming on, I'll post an angry post. Looks like people come out of the woodwork during my angry posts. *wink*

So yesterday was a bad day. I was a little distressed later on, because I was going hang out with Dave, and I didn't want my mood to rub off, or have me instigate a fight. But I realized something when I saw him. Someone asked me a couple weeks ago, 'What does Dave do for you? You seem like such an independent person, like you don't need anything, how does he fit into your life?' At first, I was at a loss for words. No, Dave hasn't bought me tons of jewelry. No, we don't spend every second together. No, me and Dave don't have tons of things in common. But yesterday, I realized that his very presence, a look, a smile, a hug, makes everything else insignificant. All my troubles are gone when I'm with him. He's my comfort zone. My rock.

Lucky thing I'm marrying the guy!

Anyway, we went to go see Chicago yesterday and it was AWESOME! I saw the musical when it was here, and I loved it. I was really excited to see what it would look like on the big screen. I wasn't disappointed. Catherine Zeta Jones was gorgeous, and damn, the gal can sing! And Renee Zellweger did such a great job, when you think to yourself that she had never done musical theater before. The choreography was great (though I wanted more dance sequences). This is something I would be buying once it comes out on DVD!

And so, for my rock, I offer this song, because whether he realizes it or not, he makes everything OK. (cue sappy music here)

Thank You by Dido

My tea's gone cold,
I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all
the morning rain clouds up my window
and I can't see at all
And even if I could it'd all be grey,
but your picture on my wall
it reminds me that it's not so bad
it's not so bad

I drank too much last night,
got bills to pay
my head just feels in pain
I missed the bus and there'll be hell today
I'm late for work again and even if I'm there,
they'll all imply that I might not last the day
and then you call me and it's not so bad
it's not so bad and

I want to thank you for giving me the best day of my life
Oh just to be with you is having the best day of my life

Push the door, I'm home at last
and I'm soaking through and through
then you handed me a towel
and all I see is you
and even if my house falls down now,
I wouldn't have a clue
because you're near me and

I want to thank you for giving me the best day of my life
Oh just to be with you is having the best day of my life

Posted by Yano at January 25, 2003 06:50 PM

Comments

aww that is so sweet *teary eyes*... you're very lucky to have such a great person to share life with!

Posted by: Leesa on January 25, 2003 09:04 PM

Hey! I saw Chicago yesterday too! Wasn't it great. I don't think anything can compare to seeing it live on stage, but I thought they did an excellent job turning it into a movie. And you're right about the dancing. There wasn't enough.

And I'm glad you're not angry anymore. I like you much better happy. :)

Posted by: Denise on January 25, 2003 10:12 PM

oh please let me just gag right now. i mean right now. yuck.

;) jk yo...luv u sister...and one day, i'll find that special someone to. EWWWWW!!! hahahahah :D

Posted by: fata on January 25, 2003 11:30 PM

awww.. you should play that song at the wedding! better yet, sing it yano! sing it! =P

Posted by: Linda on January 26, 2003 12:24 AM

interesting fact-

in an interview with Dido, she said that that song was actually addressed to her father. i think about my friends when i hear that song.

Posted by: alan on January 26, 2003 05:23 AM


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