December 2009
7 posts
Emotional Hangover
Whatever this term means you’ll know sooner than you would ever thought.
xoxo,
jode
Christmas Season: Post-Christmas
I tried. I promise. I did. But trying is not enough.
Christmas Season 2009: Pre-Christmas
I wonder what it would feel like if we have a better place with a better atmosphere. You know, the kind where everything is in place and the place is clean and everybody feels so safe and comfortable. I think it would feel a lot better and safer. I mean Christmas would feel like Christmas and the essence of Christmas trees, Christmas lights, of ‘Snowman’, of Santa Claus, of the...
Bitter December
I made this poem or whatever you would like to call it out of boredom in one of my classes.
Why oh why you’re so mighty in my eyes
When the whole of you is covered with white lies?
Stupid as it may seem, but I want you to die.
Die a silent death in a long silenced cry.
Goodness! What kind of evil would that be
To wish for the death of a man loved by me?
What’s gotten into this...
