My toes need de-frosting.
I hear this journal screaming to be updated, so here goes.
Hmmm...a moment please, as I stop to scour the back of my clogged-up mind for something even remotely interesting in my life to pen about. Ah, yes, about the toes.
I sincerely take back all my previous chants and prayers of "Let it snow, let it snow!" I have been mumbling and beseeching the Gods of Weather to bestow the past few days. Instead of soft, crystal-like snowflakes, all Singapore is receiving at the moment are showers of rain, rain, and more rain. It is seriously beginning to affect my festive Christmas spirit, if not already. If I had been younger, I would have probably already jerked off the socks-meant-to-be-filled-with-santa's-goodies off the mantel and jam them over my slowly-petrifying feet. But of course, I'm only just saying that. I don't seriously have a mantel, or a chimney, or a fireplace, for that matter. Plus, I'm already 16. Santa and his red-nosed reindeers have long been blotted off my childhood fantasies before I was even finished with them.
Speaking of which, what does everyone want for Christmas this year? And no, I don't mean that new Compaq laptop you've been eyeing at Harvey Norman all these months, or that die-hard Nokia you've been hinting at your indifferent dad all season, or even that dazzling piece of rock (more affectionately known as diamonds/rubies/stones/other jewellery to some) that "happened" to catch your eagle eyes during one your plentiful Christmas shoppings. I am refering to more like, what is that something you really want? Something you know only Lady Luck or a lifetime of religuous praying and numerous deeds of goodwill can possibly grant? Yes, you can go ahead and mention World Peace, which is an exalted, but apparently unattainable wish of many. How many times have the winners of Miss Universe nobly wish for this the very moment they are crowned? How many times have such words won the hearts and applause of people around the world? But also, how many deaths and suffering did it take to finally capture You-Know-Who and momentarily restore some of the peace? (No, not Voldemort.) Even so, peace, nation-wide or internationally, is never guaranteed.
So, world peace is off my Christmas list this year. All I'm asking the Gods this December are oodles of luck, opportunities, and chances bestowed upon me for 2004. I won't mention specifically what kind of opportunities I'm looking for, but all I know is that I need a lot of luck and patience to stumble upon them, as they are probably the answers I am, and have been, all this while, seeking for regarding my future...
I will go ahead and voice the passé sentiment about how a lot of things money can't possibly buy, and unfortunately, world peace, love, and my many many yearnings, happen to be some of these.
Hmmm...a moment please, as I stop to scour the back of my clogged-up mind for something even remotely interesting in my life to pen about. Ah, yes, about the toes.
I sincerely take back all my previous chants and prayers of "Let it snow, let it snow!" I have been mumbling and beseeching the Gods of Weather to bestow the past few days. Instead of soft, crystal-like snowflakes, all Singapore is receiving at the moment are showers of rain, rain, and more rain. It is seriously beginning to affect my festive Christmas spirit, if not already. If I had been younger, I would have probably already jerked off the socks-meant-to-be-filled-with-santa's-goodies off the mantel and jam them over my slowly-petrifying feet. But of course, I'm only just saying that. I don't seriously have a mantel, or a chimney, or a fireplace, for that matter. Plus, I'm already 16. Santa and his red-nosed reindeers have long been blotted off my childhood fantasies before I was even finished with them.
Speaking of which, what does everyone want for Christmas this year? And no, I don't mean that new Compaq laptop you've been eyeing at Harvey Norman all these months, or that die-hard Nokia you've been hinting at your indifferent dad all season, or even that dazzling piece of rock (more affectionately known as diamonds/rubies/stones/other jewellery to some) that "happened" to catch your eagle eyes during one your plentiful Christmas shoppings. I am refering to more like, what is that something you really want? Something you know only Lady Luck or a lifetime of religuous praying and numerous deeds of goodwill can possibly grant? Yes, you can go ahead and mention World Peace, which is an exalted, but apparently unattainable wish of many. How many times have the winners of Miss Universe nobly wish for this the very moment they are crowned? How many times have such words won the hearts and applause of people around the world? But also, how many deaths and suffering did it take to finally capture You-Know-Who and momentarily restore some of the peace? (No, not Voldemort.) Even so, peace, nation-wide or internationally, is never guaranteed.
So, world peace is off my Christmas list this year. All I'm asking the Gods this December are oodles of luck, opportunities, and chances bestowed upon me for 2004. I won't mention specifically what kind of opportunities I'm looking for, but all I know is that I need a lot of luck and patience to stumble upon them, as they are probably the answers I am, and have been, all this while, seeking for regarding my future...
I will go ahead and voice the passé sentiment about how a lot of things money can't possibly buy, and unfortunately, world peace, love, and my many many yearnings, happen to be some of these.