Wednesday, March 14, 2007

once a upon a time
fascinated by wooden pieces on board i was
all day long
mood swings as pieces move
joy in victory and
sorrow in defeat

hours turned into days and
days turned in years
memories sealed and consigned

Monday, March 05, 2007

The weekend came and pass for the umpteen time.. The relief of friday turns to the dread of sunday all too quickly.

At least this west ham vs spurs match on tv is exciting, makes up for some of the customary sunday nite dread.

Utd won at the weekend through a dramatic last grasp winner. Title Seems destined for old trafford now lest fate plays a cruel joke at this juncture, which i might add, happena quite often to me. Hahaha.

I think i should consider going for some anger management class just so that i can live longer, or maybe save the ppl ard me some unwarranted grief.

Others to report wld be the shift to new blogger, a move i resisted for quite sometime...but yet i succumb just the same. Just makes me wonder, is resistance really futile in face of temptations and inevitability?

What ever happened to standing up for your own ideals and principles?

Today marks the end of the CNY festivities, so it puts a stop to having ppl i barely know wishing me gong xi fa cai or the oft abused 'happy new year' like some long lost buddy which irritates the hell outta me. Otherwise, this day just marks a return to the daily grind, if you still have not returned to it anyways.

Some1 once told me tt the only constant thing in life is change itself. It certainly had a decidedly pessimistic tone to it when she said it but with the benefit of hindsight, i would add in tt given any changes, i wld adapt to it, given sometime. I am just just just so sure of it.

Nites, and may a good week find its way to YOU.