it's written down the christmas tree
The spirit of christmas needs no contemplation. A season of emotional spur, everybody feels no indifference whether they agree or not and you shouldn't blame the snow for it. And by this outburst I mean not only of joy but of loneliness. In the cold eve of the 24th, many would stare outside their windows dreading the 10sec count down... atleast Mr.Bean had his teddy with him for that.
This year was brain blast with a tiny cherry on top. I've lost a puppy (named Olympus), found a band, fought and made love about a hundred times, became berserk with a thousand and one crisis, watched too many movies and ate no popcorns, learned a few dancing steps, got sick about 5 times, took vitamin C supplements, cut my hair twice, lost 5 kilos, hated my dad just a bit more, left my wallet about twice with nothing but a 25 cent coin... whew! and the list seems to go on like forever.
This year was a mixture of a tablespoon of chilli powder, a teaspoon of disaster and a cup of sugar. And never assume that sugar in your tongue would be always sweet. The great thing is that I'm still alive and that all the people that I care for are... what could be more tragic? :P
