'tis was mine speech

it takes a lifetime, to know a person.

yet it takes only a day, to fall in love.

i was asked by a friend once. "do you hafta know the person, inside an' out, before you decide to get married?"

"you don't hafta know everythin'. you see, no matter how hard both of you may try, y'all will always remain a mystery to each other."

"an' that's the essence of marriage, y'know. ta spend an eternity together, learnin' about each other, an' growin' together..in love."

my friend was confused. he was like.."uhh, yer speakin' in riddles, bra. that's like, a yes or no question.."

"crap. it's a no, okay? you don't hafta know the person entirely."

in short..get married first, work out your differences later.

let it come to you, y'know?

an' it really isn't about what others may think about you two. it's about what you both feel.

heck, it's as if they're the ones gettin' married.

that was my speech. an' a damn good one too.

sad day for unbelievers

i'm off to a bad start.

i feel i'm hopeless. i feel that i'm doing things wrong all the time. because i don't think anybody appreciatea what i do. i know how to appreciate. little things. big achievements. kind gestures. talent. attitude. practically anything about everything, i can appreciate. funny how i am unable to get the same response. specially from the people i look up to, for appreciation.

i'm being pessimistic about things lately. i have this odd feeling that bad luck has taken hold of me.

my heart is bleeding, but i am unable to cry.

i need peace of mind. i need good luck. i need strength. i need salvation. i need relief. i need forgiveness. i need comfort. i need enlightenment. i need my memories. i need love. i need appreciation. i need strength of will. i need an attitude overhaul. i need a change of perspective. i need a fresh outlook on things.

i need to believe in fairy tales.

because fairy tales, unlike some people's realities, have happy endings. i need a fairy tale.

i need to believe.

in love with a memory

i'm in love with somebody from the past.

i'm longing to be with a memory of how somebody used to be.

i'm in love with her. but she's no more than just a memory.

she used to love me and appreciate me for everything that i am. she used to be real sweet and wonderful. an angel.

time. it changes people.

can't blame 'em though. i changed.

long relationships eventually change a person's outlook on things.

what used to be perfect becomes odiously flawed. what's sweet will become bitter. what used to be pleasant becomes rotten.

see, it gets old after a while. it's human nature. nothing lasts forever.

people might promise that you'll forever be perfect in their eyes. a month afterwards, they get sick of you. they get tired of your antics. what used to be impressive becomes ordinary.

smiles, turn into frowns. romance, fades.

i understand that things happen this way. i just think reality is such a disappointment.

i'm in love with a memory.

robot monkey

heard a lot about this bossy figure runnin' round the office.

he's half chinese, half pig, an' half idiot.

well he's a boss, of course. one of them. but he's just too damn bossy.

i know it's really not my problem, since he ain't my boss, but, like i said, i've been hearing ugly about him. an' i seen him in action too. goddamn.

one time i caught him makin' moves on some poor girl around the office. jeez.
one time i heard him speaking so loud lettin' others know that the girl he's kicking around has done somethin' wrong.
one very quiet office. one big mouth. talk about woofers, man. shi*.
last straw, i had to write somethin' for his victims.
it was a group competition, everyone was havin' fun, everybody's cool an' happy, then comes this bad ass boss, interruptin' the scene with a loud ass disparage on one of the ladies. he was talkin' about some gum an' shi*, tryin' to reprobate the poor girl about leavin' gum on the cubicle. an' he ain't seen the girl do it either.

i'm like WTF?! it's just a gum, dog!

i mean, he had to make a scene. what an asswipe.

see, this fool has a real attitude problem. everybody says so too. an' i notice he's into humiliating others, y'know, tryin' to get attention for himself.

talk about powertrippin'. it's all just so sad.

i just hope he won't go trippin' on me. 'cause i'm as triggerhappy with pigs like him like i was a nazi huntin' rabbits on israel.

i understand he has somethin' on him. i mean, he's all out workaholic an' all, but he goes so far as to making it his pleasure finding fault in his subordinates.

i'm like, nobody's perfect, boss, specially you.

i hope he realizes that someday. i mean, it's so damn disappointing to see such a personality in a boss figure, when they're supposed to be model employees.

he's acts like a robot, yet he's a monkey. with a shitload of issues.

smelly ass fat chinese. you best straighten up, before somebody makes you understand.