Thursday, January 26, 2012
I love Billie Holiday's version the best.
Solitude lyrics
Songwriters: Delange, Eddie; Mills, Irving; Ellington, Edward;
In my solitude
You haunt me
With dreadful ease
Of days gone by
In my solitude
You taunt me
With memories
That never die
I sit in my chair
And filled with despair
There's no one could be so sad
With gloom everywhere
I sit and I stare
I know that I'll soon go mad
In my solitude
I'm afraid
Dear Lord above
Send back my love
I sit in my chair
And filled with despair
There's no one could be so sad
With gloom everywhere
I sit and I stare
I know that I'll soon go mad
In my solitude
I'm afraid
Dear Lord above
Send me back my love
© MILLS MUSIC INC; FAMOUS MUSIC CORP;
Solitude lyrics
Songwriters: Delange, Eddie; Mills, Irving; Ellington, Edward;
In my solitude
You haunt me
With dreadful ease
Of days gone by
In my solitude
You taunt me
With memories
That never die
I sit in my chair
And filled with despair
There's no one could be so sad
With gloom everywhere
I sit and I stare
I know that I'll soon go mad
In my solitude
I'm afraid
Dear Lord above
Send back my love
I sit in my chair
And filled with despair
There's no one could be so sad
With gloom everywhere
I sit and I stare
I know that I'll soon go mad
In my solitude
I'm afraid
Dear Lord above
Send me back my love
© MILLS MUSIC INC; FAMOUS MUSIC CORP;
Monday, January 16, 2012
2012
My first entry of the year.
Wow, it's already 2012.
I spent my new year on the road travelling from Sydney back to Sad Town after our week long trip in Port Vila, Vanuatu.
Tucked away in this beautiful island staying in one of those traditional thatched bungalows called fares, I did not have any air-conditioning, TV or internet. Surprisingly, for the first time in many years, my sinuses cleared up.
The seas were beautiful as was the people and its surroundings.
DL and I made a few expat business people friends and being the opportunistic me, I took the opportunity to find out more about the property prices, view a couple of plots of land about to be cleared for development, living costs and labour costs. I can see ourselves living there in the future, with some careful planning.
Each night, DL and I turned in relatively early. Him before myself and I lay on the day bed taking stock of how I have spent Christmas and New Year in the last few years. Each time my thoughts moved back to December 2007 where I felt I had the best time of my twenty something years where V and I were swinging bachelorettes (both of us recently single.) It was the last of my happy days- it was a wild summer- I finally met the Old Boy, had an awesome time with boys with V and then V met her current husband...
Anyway first forward to 2012 and how things have transited and moved on.
So here I was in Vanuatu. I had always wanted to visit the South Pacific Islands. The clear blue seas was as I have imagined. I beached bummed a bit, drank lots of kava (what is so "disgusting" about it? I thought it tasted just like Chinese medicine), ate lots of food and fruit (for once) and indulged in lots of different activities ranging from zorbing (scary for someone with a phobia for water) to basket weaving.
We came back to Australia thinking we might do some serious due dilligence regarding a subdivided plot of land due to be developed into a golf course. But the following weekend, I found a deal too hard to resist on the property market in Sad Town. We put down a deposit for a one bedroom apartment with the lake view on a private residence island in the yuppie part of Sad Town with a half a million dollar price tag. So the Vanuatu opportunity will have to wait. As one happily retired and wealthy expat we met advised us " Invest here when you are ready and not when they (the developer) are ready".
*****
I felt an impending sense of excitement for 2012. I don't know why but I did.
Perhaps it is a year to really get things done.
Whilst I am still trying to find myself at nearly turning 33 years young, I received the tragic news from B yesterday that one of our classmates (whom I used to be rather chummy with) has passed away suddenly leaving her young daughter and husband behind in America. She was suddenly diagnosed with cancer in her brain. The tumour was as big as a tennis ball and could have been removed. But she got a heart seizure and it took her. It seemed like it all happened so suddenly. A few weeks ago, her facebook status said she was trying to make chicken rice and then now dead. Gone.
So suddenly. So young.
At the start of the year, I had asked Someone Up There/ Universe to open up doors for me. Doors for opportunities and a way to go to fashion school without breaking my bank account. Then the opportunity came where I suddenly was inspired to re-visit a particular school online for further information. Voila! There it had everything I needed- old school European sewing techniques, part-time courses, a manageable and affordable payment plan and an excellent mentor.
So yes, I start next week. The principal and teacher is a master couturier with extensive experience in Paris and Italy and whom used to dress the darlings of Sydney's high societies and Australian prime ministers' wives. I cannot wait as it has been a long time coming.
My ex-classmate's untimely death reinforces the need for me to cherish life and live it like it may well end and most importantly, to take care of my body and health. I will be travelling to Sydney every weekend to study and back, whilst working on expanding our business.
I am looking forward to a fulfilling life ahead. 2012 will be a challenging but interesting year.
I say, bring it on!
My first entry of the year.
Wow, it's already 2012.
I spent my new year on the road travelling from Sydney back to Sad Town after our week long trip in Port Vila, Vanuatu.
Tucked away in this beautiful island staying in one of those traditional thatched bungalows called fares, I did not have any air-conditioning, TV or internet. Surprisingly, for the first time in many years, my sinuses cleared up.
The seas were beautiful as was the people and its surroundings.
DL and I made a few expat business people friends and being the opportunistic me, I took the opportunity to find out more about the property prices, view a couple of plots of land about to be cleared for development, living costs and labour costs. I can see ourselves living there in the future, with some careful planning.
Each night, DL and I turned in relatively early. Him before myself and I lay on the day bed taking stock of how I have spent Christmas and New Year in the last few years. Each time my thoughts moved back to December 2007 where I felt I had the best time of my twenty something years where V and I were swinging bachelorettes (both of us recently single.) It was the last of my happy days- it was a wild summer- I finally met the Old Boy, had an awesome time with boys with V and then V met her current husband...
Anyway first forward to 2012 and how things have transited and moved on.
So here I was in Vanuatu. I had always wanted to visit the South Pacific Islands. The clear blue seas was as I have imagined. I beached bummed a bit, drank lots of kava (what is so "disgusting" about it? I thought it tasted just like Chinese medicine), ate lots of food and fruit (for once) and indulged in lots of different activities ranging from zorbing (scary for someone with a phobia for water) to basket weaving.
We came back to Australia thinking we might do some serious due dilligence regarding a subdivided plot of land due to be developed into a golf course. But the following weekend, I found a deal too hard to resist on the property market in Sad Town. We put down a deposit for a one bedroom apartment with the lake view on a private residence island in the yuppie part of Sad Town with a half a million dollar price tag. So the Vanuatu opportunity will have to wait. As one happily retired and wealthy expat we met advised us " Invest here when you are ready and not when they (the developer) are ready".
*****
I felt an impending sense of excitement for 2012. I don't know why but I did.
Perhaps it is a year to really get things done.
Whilst I am still trying to find myself at nearly turning 33 years young, I received the tragic news from B yesterday that one of our classmates (whom I used to be rather chummy with) has passed away suddenly leaving her young daughter and husband behind in America. She was suddenly diagnosed with cancer in her brain. The tumour was as big as a tennis ball and could have been removed. But she got a heart seizure and it took her. It seemed like it all happened so suddenly. A few weeks ago, her facebook status said she was trying to make chicken rice and then now dead. Gone.
So suddenly. So young.
At the start of the year, I had asked Someone Up There/ Universe to open up doors for me. Doors for opportunities and a way to go to fashion school without breaking my bank account. Then the opportunity came where I suddenly was inspired to re-visit a particular school online for further information. Voila! There it had everything I needed- old school European sewing techniques, part-time courses, a manageable and affordable payment plan and an excellent mentor.
So yes, I start next week. The principal and teacher is a master couturier with extensive experience in Paris and Italy and whom used to dress the darlings of Sydney's high societies and Australian prime ministers' wives. I cannot wait as it has been a long time coming.
My ex-classmate's untimely death reinforces the need for me to cherish life and live it like it may well end and most importantly, to take care of my body and health. I will be travelling to Sydney every weekend to study and back, whilst working on expanding our business.
I am looking forward to a fulfilling life ahead. 2012 will be a challenging but interesting year.
I say, bring it on!
