I've been writing everywhere--from back pages of notebooks to scratch papers to margins of my transes to receipts. The surge of thoughts and emotions have become quite uncontrollable lately, and I have been seeking more relief in writing than pouring my heart out to someone. I don't know, I guess it's just more convenient. No judgment, no trying to explain your own personal biases, no unwarranted feedback. But then again, papers don't respond to your rants nor give a comforting hug, and that sucks sometimes.
Anyway, today is the first weekday of the Christmas break. I've spent an hour or two buying presents last night. All the shopping made me wonder: "Do other people exert as much effort in finding the most appropriate gift (in terms of likeness/need and budget) for me as I am for them?" Of course it's not about receiving but giving, but one cannot help but think about the thought process other people have in giving gifts. D
As for me, if Santa is really true, I would plead that he give me the following for Christmas (or ipanalo nalang niya ko sa Lotto haha):
-Oven
-Cajon
-iPod Touch
-iPad
-Canon camera
-Camera phone
-Varsity jacket
-Keds Boat Shoes
-Payless Flats
-Yellow Sharpies
-Dong-A Playon Colored Pens
-A simple, peaceful Noche Buena with my family
-A love that's real, enduring, romantic and constant
-Strength to keep me going despite my problems and difficulties
-Courage to rise above all that's bothering me
-Discipline, passion and determination to make me a better individual
Please bless me with all the non-material wishes I have, Santa.
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