Wednesday, January 28, 2009
All My Bags Are Packed, I'm Ready To Go
I'm standin' here outside your door
I hate to wake you up to say goodbye
But the dawn is breakin', it's early morn,
The taxi's waitin', he's blowin' his horn,
Already I'm so lonesome I could die.
Leaving On A Jet Plane
My baby, my work, my episode.
I hate to wake you up to say goodbye
But the dawn is breakin', it's early morn,
The taxi's waitin', he's blowin' his horn,
Already I'm so lonesome I could die.
Leaving On A Jet Plane
The sunrise, from the rooftop of Sri Pentas. One of those late days when we stayed overnight.
So I'm officially done with my work at 8tv, with One In A Million Season 3, with my Episode 3. I have to say I've had the time of my life while working, and I'm going to really miss it, especially the zany bunch of people that I was working with.
They made the long hours fly by, they made the job fun, entertaining, and they pulled me up when I was going down with work and life. They opened my eyes, to see things that I haven't seen before, to see things in a different light, and made me a better person, in a sense. I know I can be better, but they are helping me along.
They taught me life as I've never been taught, they advised me on things that I over-thought, they accepted me for who I am, regardless of what I've done, or what I'll be doing. They never judged, they never expected much (though that I think might be a little presumptuous of me, as I think they expected quite a fair bit when they tossed me Ep 3), they loved me as I am, and I'll miss all of that. Their mentality, their outlook of life, their humour, their quirks, they're a whole bunch of people for whom I'd lay my life down to help.
They couldn't care less if I suddenly went off the map, because at the end of the day they know I'll come back, if asked, just like I did for this.
So, I've a week before D-day, and I'm trying to make the most out of it, and so far it's been going pretty well. Some faces I've yet to see, some faces I still want to see again and again until I leave, and some faces, well, I could do without, but I'll still see.
They made the long hours fly by, they made the job fun, entertaining, and they pulled me up when I was going down with work and life. They opened my eyes, to see things that I haven't seen before, to see things in a different light, and made me a better person, in a sense. I know I can be better, but they are helping me along.
They taught me life as I've never been taught, they advised me on things that I over-thought, they accepted me for who I am, regardless of what I've done, or what I'll be doing. They never judged, they never expected much (though that I think might be a little presumptuous of me, as I think they expected quite a fair bit when they tossed me Ep 3), they loved me as I am, and I'll miss all of that. Their mentality, their outlook of life, their humour, their quirks, they're a whole bunch of people for whom I'd lay my life down to help.
My desk, throughout the grueling but fun few months of work. I wouldn't trade the experience for anything.
They couldn't care less if I suddenly went off the map, because at the end of the day they know I'll come back, if asked, just like I did for this.
So, I've a week before D-day, and I'm trying to make the most out of it, and so far it's been going pretty well. Some faces I've yet to see, some faces I still want to see again and again until I leave, and some faces, well, I could do without, but I'll still see.
My baby, my work, my episode.
So kiss me, and smile for me,
Tell me that you'll wait for me,
Hold me like you'll never let me go.
Tell me that you'll wait for me,
Hold me like you'll never let me go.
Labels: 8tv, Eman, Life, One In A Million, Work
