Here’s the thing. I tried to come up with a serious posting that I have been meaning to touch on but every time I’m down with it, I’ll sure to hit a snag.
Since I’m not a quitter however, I went on and tried again, putting some serious thoughts into writing. After several (twice) failed attempts, I decided to quit.
So anyway, I’m currently in a very romantic mood. A groovy kind of feeling, y'know.
A little incident happened the other day was the sole reason for putting me in such corniness.
(And I swear you will not find any catch at the end of this entry)
Met a dear friend at one of me favourite mamak joints one night and as I had anticipated all along, she wanted a shoulder to cry on. She was in real mess. A complicated love story kind of mess.
Being a good Thelma, I did my utmost best to offer her some words of comfort. It actually worked. To be able to put a smile – albeit temporarily- back on her face, I consider that as shoulders well cushioned.
But who am I kidding, right?
Lets get real. It takes more than just a Thelma-wannabe to get her out of the deepshit.
I may be the greatest quadriplegic ever to set foot on a footrest but this quadriplegic man’s best is simply not good enough.
Any how, that little episode has left quite an impact on me. Sure, it has been quite a shitty ride (on wheelchair) but I’ve come a long way I should feel more thankful for what I have and blessed with nowadays.
A relatively healthy life(style), I own a Mercedes-Benz, a respectable job managing a boyband, influential politician who’s capable to boot and replace our current pee-am and most importantly, I have a girl friend that understand and loves me dearly for the person I am.
A little too corny for someone’s liking but I’m going ahead anyway, re-freshening my pledge to her I made some years back.
Mark my words, sweetheart. I’m staying true to you!
Told ya, no catch but a music video featuring me fav punk rock band, performing a corny tune.