Hello, December

I find it strange when people post wishes like “Welcome December, please be good to me” or “Hoping December will be better than November” kind of thing. I don’t know, I just don’t believe in those kind of wishes. I’m a whatever-will-be-will-be kind of person, you see.

But with what’s happening right now, I should have hoped for a good December before November closed. Why? See I got the sickness today – a stiff neck and a sore throat. What a nice way to welcome December, eh? Just awesome. I salute you, self.

I hate having sore throats – no ice cream, no cold water, less talking, less singing. In addition, Mount Analogue has a gig this coming Saturday. Oh Lord, please help me sing.

As for the stiff neck, it sure was due to my stupid sleeping position last night. I remember the pillow being too high but since I was too sleepy, I didn’t give a single damn.

My faults, I know. It’s just that my current circumstances are too sinister for this festive month. But then I won’t let these circumstances (which could actually be cured) bring me down. There are more things to be grateful for than to be sorry with. And yes, this is my optimistic self talking.

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Here’s a funny occurrence today – Before I left home this morning, I got my iTouch and checked the time. It was 11:11am. I suppose you know that 11:11 wish thing people do, right? Well, you got it… Out of the blue, I made a random wish then checked the time again. I thought it was 11:12am already but lucky bastard me, it was still 11:11am so it was a valid wish.

The wish was really random. Personal, yes, but it wasn’t much of a big deal. I just wished that somebody would talk to me first. High school-y? Kind of. Sweet? I think so.

You see, I’m a small-things-count kind of girl. I’d rather choose someone who would remember my favorite color or message me good night than someone who would buy me flowers or flash me with a pogi car. Eh, it’s just the way things work for me.

SOOOOO, going back to that 11:11 wish, funny but it came true! Consider that it was my first time to actually do one. Sheer luck, maybe? Good job universe, then!

“Welcome December, be good to me”, “Hoping December would be better than November”, “11:11″ and all those wishes we painstakingly believe in. You could die wishing but there’s nothing wrong with that. It’s your choice and it’s your belief. Maybe we actually wish in these ways to lead us to hopes of getting what we want or what we need? Maybe yes, maybe no.

As for me, I stand with destiny. Yes, forever I will be.

So to close this entry, have a happy December, everyone! Keep those wishes coming! You’ll get them eventually.

Believe me when I say, it’s real

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For seven years I owned an aspin (that’s asong pinoy for you) whom we cleverly named Sheep. He was my first dog since I was asthmatic when I was still a kid and my Mum wouldn’t let any furry animals inside the household. You may say that I was a dog person then. Sheep was my bestest hug from grade school to high school. God, I cried when that dog died.

We had dogs again but they were never the same. Sheep was never exchanged… Then I became a cat person which I’m happy about, of course.

Anyway, I just wanted to talk about my dog. Also, it’s 3:42am and what do you know, I’m vulnerable again. This happens everytime I stay up this late. Which is everyday.

Why do I let myself think too much? Why do I do things that I know will hurt me? Why can’t I make up my mind? And why do we even have to choose?

Damn myself. Damn these feelings.