Holiday Ramblings
The Holidays always leave me with mixed feelings. At one end, I feel generous enough to spend my money for my friends and family but not for those who beg out in the streets because they don't have anything to eat. I feel so hopeful for the world that it will become a better place and yet feel so depressed for myself because love has eluded me once again.
During this time of the year, it always seems as if all emotions are heightened, good and bad. Although we can feel quite loving at one point, we can also feel quite angry at our friends and family.
I had an argument with my mom that almost made me leave her, the car and the groceries in the middle of traffic. I was disappointed at a friend who cancelled at the last minute, especially since he said we should assume he is coming unless he tells us before hand. My agents have been whinning that they aren't getting enough time on meeting mode like the other agents from different teams.
Somebody shoot me.
The priest gave a homily asking why Jesus was born in manger and not some place like Asian Hospital. He said it was a show of humility. Right. If you were Herod and you knew that the King of the Jews was being born, wouldn't the first place you would look is a hospital or somewhere opulent? Not to disparage the priest but Jesus wasn't just being humble, God was being practical. Having His Son born somewhere obvious was like putting a bull's eye on his forehead.
Do me a favor. Look at a wall-mounted fan. Look at the draw string, look at the knob indicating the speed, watch it swing left to right repeatedly. Now, make it point in one direction.
If you'll notice, the device that makes it stop and point in one direction is at the back of the fan. Out of reach. Why is that? Because the makers used the same body for a desktop fan. You'd think that they would have made it more convenient by putting some sort of switch within reach. But it just goes to show how stupid or indifferent people can be.
I bought the OST for Music and Lyrics which turned out to be a bad idea. Especially after breaking up since the music is hopeful. Damn it! Still the music is great. I just have to find away of relating it to other things.
During this time of the year, it always seems as if all emotions are heightened, good and bad. Although we can feel quite loving at one point, we can also feel quite angry at our friends and family.
I had an argument with my mom that almost made me leave her, the car and the groceries in the middle of traffic. I was disappointed at a friend who cancelled at the last minute, especially since he said we should assume he is coming unless he tells us before hand. My agents have been whinning that they aren't getting enough time on meeting mode like the other agents from different teams.
Somebody shoot me.
The priest gave a homily asking why Jesus was born in manger and not some place like Asian Hospital. He said it was a show of humility. Right. If you were Herod and you knew that the King of the Jews was being born, wouldn't the first place you would look is a hospital or somewhere opulent? Not to disparage the priest but Jesus wasn't just being humble, God was being practical. Having His Son born somewhere obvious was like putting a bull's eye on his forehead.
Do me a favor. Look at a wall-mounted fan. Look at the draw string, look at the knob indicating the speed, watch it swing left to right repeatedly. Now, make it point in one direction.
If you'll notice, the device that makes it stop and point in one direction is at the back of the fan. Out of reach. Why is that? Because the makers used the same body for a desktop fan. You'd think that they would have made it more convenient by putting some sort of switch within reach. But it just goes to show how stupid or indifferent people can be.
I bought the OST for Music and Lyrics which turned out to be a bad idea. Especially after breaking up since the music is hopeful. Damn it! Still the music is great. I just have to find away of relating it to other things.
posted by Aldwin Christopher at 12:23 PM
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