Over the air, Under the sea

Wednesday, December 24, 2008

X'mas

Tis the season 2b joli?
Ho ho ho... hence the ironic laugh.
All I want for Christmas is 2b merry.
Guess that's not on anyone's list.

X'mas isn't x'mas..
till it's x'mas in yr heart..??
Oh yea...
Oh yea...

So...
if u do not believe in Soltice
or it doesn't mean anything to u
and u do not put any effort into it...
pls dun spoil it 4 me.

Friday, December 12, 2008

Hmmm...

There is obviously something wrong when....

1> An order is placed and the post goes missing...
2> The same order is replaced and the parcel gets returned...
3> A local registered post takes twice the amount of time to arrive...
4> When asked to wait for a parcel for Room ###, the person didn't even bother to correct u that the blardy parcel that had arrived was for Room 215 instead!!
5> When asked repeatedly what the entry requirement was and being told.... ###, it turned out to be @@@ instead....

How totally ABSURB!! And STOOPID are these PEOPLE!!
Pp in the land of OZ are obviously a deficient species.

Tuesday, December 09, 2008

What's the difference?

Everything I wanna do...
I plan it out, and I do it.
Everything I say I will do, I did.

Every decision is mine...
every plan is mine...
every suggestion is mine...
every conscious timing is... MINE.
sigh...

Nothing is of interest...
no spark enthusiasm...
no sign of life unless it's ____
nothing is done.

Where is the bouce?
Where is the energy?
Where is the vitality?
Where is the action?

I plan not to be selfish,
not to exclude,
not to inflict boredom...
to encompass other interests...

I took TAP
I sleep over
I ate fish
I walked in wet areas
I watch movies
I introduce books
I initiate activities...
Alas... my intentions fail.

Left alone again.
Ah well.

WHY IS EVERYTHING MINE!!
I wish there was some input, some direction...
someone else to be incharge sometimes.