James added me in FB. After all these years of knowing James, he has not changed a single bit despite being a 38 years old. God. At times when I am in the mood to tolerate, he fascinates me with this sexual antics but on days when I am not to accept crap, I find him… I can’t find a word for it. God. I do wish honestly, that he would have grown up a little bit, just a little bit really. Haha. But I guess, James is what he is and he’s definitely what he is to stay till a good ripe old age.
But he did some justice at least. He complimented me for looking still great when I attended his wedding last month. Muahaha. I promise him some free drinks and food if I catch with him for making my day. Well… not too bad on the resolution bit about keeping up looking well. Though it is only February. Eek, 10 more months to go…
Anyway, I want to state that this world has nothing much happy things to talk about these days. Everytime when I flip the from the main page of the papers to the sports section (where some life actually begun) I am filled with depress news over and over, day in, day out. It actually keeps me away from what is happening around me these days. I think to some point in my life, I would be a recluse. I don’t know when would it ever stop that bad news will sell, anymore.
I guess journalist and the likes would hate me for saying this because if everyone thinks like me, people like them will have no living to make. But, think about it, there is so much that the human body can take about bad news. Bad news are like energy and optimist vampires, where they drain everything good within you.
I wish honestly, for better things. Report more of better things than bad.
Or maybe someone would say, the news only reports what it has in this world so if the world turns into a better place to leave in, the news in the papers would eventually be better news too. I guess that would be the argument.
So much the wish for world peace and goodness. Amen.
But he did some justice at least. He complimented me for looking still great when I attended his wedding last month. Muahaha. I promise him some free drinks and food if I catch with him for making my day. Well… not too bad on the resolution bit about keeping up looking well. Though it is only February. Eek, 10 more months to go…
Anyway, I want to state that this world has nothing much happy things to talk about these days. Everytime when I flip the from the main page of the papers to the sports section (where some life actually begun) I am filled with depress news over and over, day in, day out. It actually keeps me away from what is happening around me these days. I think to some point in my life, I would be a recluse. I don’t know when would it ever stop that bad news will sell, anymore.
I guess journalist and the likes would hate me for saying this because if everyone thinks like me, people like them will have no living to make. But, think about it, there is so much that the human body can take about bad news. Bad news are like energy and optimist vampires, where they drain everything good within you.
I wish honestly, for better things. Report more of better things than bad.
Or maybe someone would say, the news only reports what it has in this world so if the world turns into a better place to leave in, the news in the papers would eventually be better news too. I guess that would be the argument.
So much the wish for world peace and goodness. Amen.
