Saturday, January 15, 2011

>>> I am...

... Whiskey-Tango-Foxtrot.

I have been taught, once again by cruel fate, to not open my mouth about my time and service in the military. Who would believe the things that I've seen and done?

At any point in my life, for that matter?

So, whatever it is, I'll just keep "mum" about my military service as well as my high school life antics. I'll just keep the mundane bits so the rest of you won't get jealous and be in disbelief... and it'll stop all of you from saying "He's so full of shit" or the like behind my back.

Also, I do not see any reason why I should tell anyone exactly why I'm undergoing counselling unless I really want to. It's confidential, isn't it? Your counsellor isn't going to tell anyone else about it - unless s/he has to hand over your case to another counsellor - so why should I have to tell anyone else? Sorry, parentals, I don't have to tell either of you the reasons nor anything else regarding it.

Thanks.

Life and fate are cruel teachers, but live, learn and survive.

Monday, January 10, 2011

>>> It's complicated...

... isn't it?


Please excuse the spanish subtitles, I couldn't find a video without it. GOMEN!

>>> More than words...

... through music to those whom I love.


Thank you, S'meera!

Saturday, January 01, 2011

>>> A new year...

... but it's just the same old, same old, just a different day and altogether different year.

I'm apathetic about the whole affair. Couldn't care less and not a single whit.

To hell with 2010, there's not much of it that I want to remember and I frankly would rather curl up under a boulder and forget the whole damn thing.

"It hurts to remember so I'd rather forget." - Anon

I can only hope, pray and wish that MMXI will be better. A thousand times better than MMX. PLEASE.

To everyone, I hope that all of you have a great time partying and enjoying yourself, exorcising the ghosts of the past year and welcoming in the new year with your revelry.

Happy New Year, ya filthy animals.

Thursday, December 23, 2010

>>> Past, present...

... and future tense.

I miss my past.

My present is passing by with rarely a gift.

It's all fifty-fifty with the future... It's a tense thing, kinda touch-and-go, but it'll take care of itself, won't it.

Past, present or future... it just takes faith and gumption. And a little chance.

I'll leave you with what's currently playing from my iTunes, only with VISUALS. *grins*

Merry Christmas in advance!