Jingle bells, jingle bells~~
The cold wind rushes to my back as i sit here rounding up ideas on what I am to post. It is day before the big great Christmas day arrives. If you mind asking, No, I don't give much damn in giving, much more in receiving (uhmmm... well that can ac2ually be talked about... aahehe) But really, Christmas arrives in our home just like a dinner party. Our family stopped the tradition of giving gifts on Christmas day when I reached High School. Maybe, they thought we were already to big for gifts and, just maybe, gifts for adults/teen aren't that cheap and uncomplicated as those for the youngsters.
As I could reminisce from the past, Christmas day is a reunion day for the clan on my mother's side ( my father's side is during new year). We use to have kiddie games for the clan whenever we meet. But it also stopped, cause it turns out that the kiddies aren't too kiddies to play anymore. I could remember P100 prizes during that time and you can earn big time by being the best in all the games. We also have prizes such as "most dressed" and "best talent" which should also give you ample amount of money. Our elderly used to have fun watching us kiddies as we swerve and glide through the stage to catch attention (you know us, we started at the same foot right? well not if you're retarded though... ). This is why money was spilling like water in a bathtub with open faucet. But days have passed, the elders look up on us not as kiddies now but as grown-ups. No more Santa Claus costumes, No more cute looking food, no more games nor events- NO MORE KIDDIE STUFF.
We greet the Christmas day now with champaign puffin and a toss (you know what i mean, right? I don't know the right spelling... spare me, it is christmas!) We meet the Christmas joy with neat and formal clothing. No more crazy stuff happening cause attention isn't the kid's wish anymore, but rather BMW Z4 or a brand new laptop/palm top ( i do believe palm top is better though.. ughhh ughhh.. hope someone hears.. tech geek... wang wang) But not me, I always crave for that Big A ( but also for a Z4 and tech stuff... ughh ughh). I do all my stuff simply to impress, and to let people feel my presence. If anyone ever pose to me and act elderly, I would slap him. Remeber! no man could ever not want to go back to being a kid again. ( Well maybe, not unless, you were raped and molested by your elderly!! haha..)
No complains, No explains!
( inspired from what JDL says against WR ~ pinoy's you should know them..and don't mind the grammatic error, i inteded it!)
But, its all in the past now, and I can n ever go back on it. Life is easy : you move forward and never look back (line from Tokyo drift.... I still think Eleanor would win if vin diesel and the other guy's battle was showed... NOTHING BEATS A TRUE AMERICAN MUSCLE CAR... especially a CORVETTE!. so much for a side comment... haha..). All we could do now is remenisce, no more backing off grown-ups..
kid's becomes grown-ups but only true men knows that they came from kids.
MERRY CHRISTMAS AND A HAPPY NEW YEAR!
~ in a one horse open sleigh....
The cold wind rushes to my back as i sit here rounding up ideas on what I am to post. It is day before the big great Christmas day arrives. If you mind asking, No, I don't give much damn in giving, much more in receiving (uhmmm... well that can ac2ually be talked about... aahehe) But really, Christmas arrives in our home just like a dinner party. Our family stopped the tradition of giving gifts on Christmas day when I reached High School. Maybe, they thought we were already to big for gifts and, just maybe, gifts for adults/teen aren't that cheap and uncomplicated as those for the youngsters.
As I could reminisce from the past, Christmas day is a reunion day for the clan on my mother's side ( my father's side is during new year). We use to have kiddie games for the clan whenever we meet. But it also stopped, cause it turns out that the kiddies aren't too kiddies to play anymore. I could remember P100 prizes during that time and you can earn big time by being the best in all the games. We also have prizes such as "most dressed" and "best talent" which should also give you ample amount of money. Our elderly used to have fun watching us kiddies as we swerve and glide through the stage to catch attention (you know us, we started at the same foot right? well not if you're retarded though... ). This is why money was spilling like water in a bathtub with open faucet. But days have passed, the elders look up on us not as kiddies now but as grown-ups. No more Santa Claus costumes, No more cute looking food, no more games nor events- NO MORE KIDDIE STUFF.
We greet the Christmas day now with champaign puffin and a toss (you know what i mean, right? I don't know the right spelling... spare me, it is christmas!) We meet the Christmas joy with neat and formal clothing. No more crazy stuff happening cause attention isn't the kid's wish anymore, but rather BMW Z4 or a brand new laptop/palm top ( i do believe palm top is better though.. ughhh ughhh.. hope someone hears.. tech geek... wang wang) But not me, I always crave for that Big A ( but also for a Z4 and tech stuff... ughh ughh). I do all my stuff simply to impress, and to let people feel my presence. If anyone ever pose to me and act elderly, I would slap him. Remeber! no man could ever not want to go back to being a kid again. ( Well maybe, not unless, you were raped and molested by your elderly!! haha..)
No complains, No explains!
( inspired from what JDL says against WR ~ pinoy's you should know them..and don't mind the grammatic error, i inteded it!)
But, its all in the past now, and I can n ever go back on it. Life is easy : you move forward and never look back (line from Tokyo drift.... I still think Eleanor would win if vin diesel and the other guy's battle was showed... NOTHING BEATS A TRUE AMERICAN MUSCLE CAR... especially a CORVETTE!. so much for a side comment... haha..). All we could do now is remenisce, no more backing off grown-ups..
kid's becomes grown-ups but only true men knows that they came from kids.
MERRY CHRISTMAS AND A HAPPY NEW YEAR!
~ in a one horse open sleigh....
