10 i wishes. I wish I were a writer or a poet perhaps.
I wish that beautiful verses spewed out of my brains faster than I could capture it with a pen and paper. Then I’d be writing about love and hope and peace and joy and families and courage and faith and all things good. They’ll call me idealistic, a foolish optimist blinded by my ignorance. But I wouldn’t mind.

I wish my life were television show that I could write and direct and rewind and undo every time things didn’t go the way I like, or if I needed to see what would happen if I made some other choice. If only I could add and take out characters as I pleased, change the settings and situation if I got bored. If only I could live my life as a bystander.

I wish I could have some kind of guarantee that things will turn out fine. That everything is going to turn out exactly as it’s supposed to be. Then I’d really know that I’ve been worrying for nothing.

I wish I could read people’s minds. Then I’ll know how to act and the right words to say. I’d know who to keep beside me and who to shun.

I wish there were a perfect solution to every problem, labeled and categorized alphabetically so that I may carry around wherever I went.

I wish there were no such thing as insecurities and self doubt. They are truly crippling.

I wish I knew Oprah personally.

I wish I were a spice girl back when they were huge.

I wish that proper toilet facilities were invented before the kampong days so that I can wish that I lived back in the kampong days.  ¶ 9:47 AM 1 comments

  getting antsy. back at the library.
8:17am.

I like the sun shining into my eye. slightly uncomfortable and harmful to my retina but nice.
Then there are ants.
I'm not particularly fond of ants.
I don't like em.
I think they like me cause they're always around in the wierdest places.

Once they decided it would be kinda cool to hang out in my lap top.
I left it on my table to charge over night and then next morning when i booted up my lappie, there were ants coming outta everywhere. I got SO freaked out i almost plunged my lappie into the bathtub. Not advisable of course, considering its 2000 buckeroos down the tub. BUT i wonder what those ants were thinking when they decided that my overpriced piece of machinery would be an ideal hangout for them and EVEN shifted in immediately. In the middle of the friggin night. They must be one decisive species huh. Like how they are always nodding to each other, maybe they just are CONSTANTLY making up their minds. So like antA is walking and AntB is like :" shall we move into that Fujitsu place?" and AntA makes up his mind immediately even though moving is like a BIG lifetime desicion and says :"YEAH!"*nod* and so they became the lil old ants that lived in a lap top.
Not very smart if you ask me. I mean no ANT insurance company is gonna insure you if you're living in a lap top! think of the probability of getting electrocuted or getting burnt to death and shocking your ant appliances... i'm not sure if Ants have that Safety Mark thing on their appliances..but its always better to be safe than sorry. So maybe i should help the lil guys out and make some kinda sign that warns them on the dangers of living in a highly overpriced piece of machinery. Of course then some of those outspoken, rebel ants will still ignore my caution and come then i'll have to like carry out drastic actions to keep them away (squashing my fat thumb on em). And then they will stick like white elephant (or whatever animal of choice) cutouts around my laptop cause it costs so much but i wouldn't let em use it.
Damn sometimes tough love is so necessary.
Now if only i spoke and wrote ants.
Maybe if i can find an ant translator.  ¶ 4:17 PM 0 comments