... Your Universe by Rico Blanco ...

i can't help myself from playing and playing this song and MTV of Rico Blanco's Your Universe. you can't help yourself but fall in love with this song. here is his video of Your Universe.

here are the lyrics for Your Universe:

Tell me something
When the rain falls on my face
How do you quickly replace
It with
A golden summer smile?

Tell me something
When i'm feelin' tired and afraid
How do you know just what to say
To make
Everything alright?

Chorus:
I don't think that you even realize
The joy you make me feel when i'm inside
Your universe
You hold me like i'm the one who's precious
I hate to break it to you but its just
The other way around
You can thank your stars all you want but
I'll always be the lucky one

Tell me something
When i'm 'bout to lose control
How do you patiently hold
My hand
And gently calm me down?

Tell me something
When you sing and when you laugh
Why do i always photograph
My heart
Flyin way above the clouds?

... best in the morning ...

i woke up very early in the morning today. i turned on my laptop and started writing an email for my friend. and i surfed the net just a bit. after that, i went to the bathroom to finally wash up my face. and i suddenly remembered those surveys or quizzes that you get thru email or Friendster or blogs where they asked, what part of the day do you feel/look best? I didn’t quite know what or how to answer that question. I know, for some it’s quite mundane and probably a silly question to ask and actually to reflect on. but, when I saw myself in the mirror this morning, I just had this reflective feeling with a mixture of eureka! mixed in. it wasn’t like an earth-shaking experience but just a realization of myself. when I saw my reflection in the mirror, that question popped inside my head. I think I know the answer now. I feel/look best in the morning. I truly feel that. Even with those morning crisps (muta. hehehe) in my eyes, those baggy eyes, and dark circles around them. Lips that are a bit chappy. but, my eyes! my eyes were awake and thoughtful. that’s the real me. no pretensions. no make-up. no blow-dried hair. Although, I rarely do that. Its hard work, blow-drying ones hair. (hahaha) I was just being me. Simply Me. and I liked what I saw. I was still pretty being like that. I’m not being vain or anything like that. it was a realization that I still looked okay and probably the best by being simply me.