Showing posts with label year of the rat. Show all posts
Showing posts with label year of the rat. Show all posts

Tuesday, January 01, 2008

twothousandeight

i was having dinner with mom when someone texted me with that question. resolution question. boring. nonchalantly i replied, i'm not interested in living in an army-like landscape. and because she said that it's good with something to do with discipline and some counselling bollocks, i told her that i just don't plan my life. that was the end of that sms-ing session.

i remembered wanting to improve my fitness and gain more pounds last year. that was simply because everyone else is like telling everyone else about his/her resolution and me being part of the socially-acceptable crowd just trying to be a good sport. me, i can't have a resolution because it wouldn't do me any good. i need a far greater force than just a resolution to motivate my lazy ass.

and today is the first day of the year. the year of the rat. i just think that i'll be needing more money, some injection of seriousness in my work, good food, new clothes and some other tiny little things. that's not a resolution because it's something that people do everyday. is that right?

is resolution something big, significant, new and good in nature?
and it only qualifies if you share it on new year's eve?

whatever. the new proton is niceeee!!

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