Happy Holidays!

Today was my last day at work for the year! I'm off for fun and frolic tomorrow! I have a feeling I won't find much time to update stuffs here, and this will probably be my last post for the year. A very splendid Christmas and new year to all!

A warm safe place to be

Hold me, let me be a little girl again
Don't want a lover now, I need a friend
And a warm safe place to be, hold me
Don't want to talk and I don't want to smile
I only want to hide and rest awhile
And have you holding me
I don't want to think about the world outside your arms
Everything it causes me to do
I'm all out of giving
Let me take just for a minute
Sometimes I need to be a baby too
Have you hold me, let me be a little girl again
Don't want a lover now, I need a friend
And a warm safe place to be
Hold me, don't want to talk and I don't want to smile
I only want to hide and rest awhile and have you hold me...

Introducing the aforementioned Dickhead from the other night!

Yeah, so this is John P., also known as Scan, affectionately called dickhead by me. He's pretty cute for a dickhead though, but then, there's no law that says a dickhead can't be cute!

He said something about fishing holes last night, but my head feels kind of foggy right now and I don't really remember...it was something about how fishes and fishing holes and fishing rods and a person's intellectual level are all related. Hey dickhead, what was that about those dumb fishing holes again??
Luv ya Cowboy! :)

This song suits me so well

Nothing is so good it lasts eternally
Perfect situations must go wrong
But this has never yet prevented me
Wanting far too much for far too long

Looking back I could have played it differently
Won a few more moments, who can tell
But it took time to understand the man
Now at least I know I know him well

Wasn't it good
Wasn't he fine
Isn't it madness
He can't be mine
But in the end he needs a little bit more than me
More security
He needs his fantasy and freedom
I know him so well

No one in your life is with you constantly
No one is completely on your side
And though I'd move my world to be with him
Still the gap between us is too wide

Looking back I could have played it differently
Looking back I could have played things some other way
Learned about the man before I fell
I was just a little careless maybe
But I was ever so much younger then
Now at least I know him well

Here's a couple of shots from last night-us singing carols.

Everyone was asked to be either in green or red, that's me in the white sweater, no reds, no greens, the Santa hat at the last minute saved me!

Santa's Little Punks

John P. thinks it'd be cool to own an elf, that those 'little punks' could really come in useful and that Santa's cruel (forced labor!). I don't know about elves but I sure could use some magic right now. I've been slacking off at work and there are a bunch of stuffs that needs to be taken care of before I leave for my vacation. And seeing I've got only two working days left before I vamoose, which is highly insufficient, I, sadly, will have to waste my Saturday working. I think owning an elf won't be half bad, I could make it write my reviews for me! Oh yeah, I need an elf with a Shakespearean twist! I called somebody 'dick-head' last night, and I was told that was very 'unladylike' and 'unchristianlike' of me! I agree now it wasn't very nice of me to have said that but still, it's better than keeping your feelings bottled up inside, far healthier anyway. Now if only if it was okay for me to call someone a dickhead on my reviews, it would make it that much easier to get done!

Getting that Christmassy feeling

It was really beautiful out on the lake tonight, with the moon gloriously lighting up the night sky, and the waters of Durgam Cheruvu sparkling under it! I didn't have my camera with me unfortunately, so I'd have to store the picture in my mind. I went shopping around for ANTI-WRINKLE CREAMS(!!!!!!) last night, for the first time in my life, which is scary..even though I ended up buying none, I did a good job of persuading myself I don't really need those vile stuffs yet! Anyway, feeling kind of homesick now, all those Christmas carols and 'boughs of holly' and Santa and gift-giving and receiving and Christmas trees made me miss home so much...

Shot of my cousin's fav T-shirt

True ain't it?

Blake's Babe :))

Isn't Blake Shelton simply too dreamy? He's got the nicest blue eyes I've ever seen on a human being! Cute lips, cute teeth, cute everything..and yeah, he sounds fab as well!

So Lonesome I could Cry . . .

What do you do when it's too late to go to bed but too early to start a new day? And you're not the least bit sleepy..and there's nothing good on T.V, and the book you're currently reading is full of crap, and none of your family or close friends are online, and it's just too late in the night to call any of them, and besides I'm wasting too much money making long distance calls. And the computer becomes your only friend, light another cigarette and settle down nice and comfy in front of it, and start having heart-to-heart talks with a machine, which isn't so bad, the CRT monitor is bad though, makes the muscle around my eyes do funny things, still... it's better than the book I'm stuck with! The book's called 'Darkening Echoes' by the way..if you happen to stumble across this page, then you'll know never to read a book that's titled 'Darkening Echoes', won't mention the writer's name in case SHE stumbles across this page..

Hear the lonesome whiperwill
He sounds too blue to fly
The midnight train is whining low
I’m so lonesome I could cry

I’ve never seen a night so long
When time goes crawling by
The moon just went behind a cloud
To hide it’s face and cry

Did you ever see a robin weep
When leaves begin to die
That means he’s lost the will to live
I’m so lonesome I could cry

The silence of a falling star
Lights up a purple sky
And as I wonder where you are
I’m so lonesome I could cry

I like this picture, I think the 'lonesome look' suits me :)

I don't need an extra kilo but Christmas is coming up!

A few more days left to go before I get to pack my bags and say 'bye' to work, for a few days at least. And then I'll get to have my sleep-ins and hogging and work on getting my jeans like me really, really well:)! That's it..for a few days, I'll do nothing but eat, sleep, shop, talk, have fun in the snow, in other words, live! I've been like a zombie for too long, every action, every word mechanical..Nothing's really fun anymore. I know mine is one of the most pitiful blogs around but I swear I'll work on it, make it pretty, put up all those cute little pictures, add some glitz and glitter, maybe after I come back from my vacation! Just not now.

Sometime at work last year..

When the moon makes it's way across the sky
Do the stars not part to make a way?
I fancy myself not as high
But remove the barriers from my way!
Little children when they sleep
Do they not have dreams sublime?
E'en though I'm not as pure
Steal the nightmares from my sleep!
Do the flowers not dance and sway
When blows the mountain breeze at noon
Though in beauty are unmatched
Still, let me as the flowers dance..
A man condemned is read his rights
And what actions of his are deemed unjust
Explain me these shackles binding tight
A soul, whose rights were never read.
Aren't lovers free to love and build
Careless dreams and castles in the sky?
What was the sin if I dreamt alone
Or are my dreams too chained yet in steel?
If musicians are free to make music
And poets powerless to keep silent
Can I not enjoy a simple song
Without mine eyes by tears blinded?
If by fire metals yield to man's will
And by it gold made pure and beautiful
Will my burning wish to hasten to thy breast
Lend my feet the wings to fly?

Childhood

When bad things happen and only skinned knees brought tears
And the nightlights in it's socket quieted all out of fears
When farewell meant just for the summer and real frens didn't part
And fun went on forever and never left a broken heart!

It Doesn't Matter Anymore

There you go and baby, here am I
Well you left me here so I could sit and cry
Golly gee what have you done to me
Well I guess it doesn't matter anymore
Do you remember baby last September
How you held me tight each and every night
Oh baby how you drove me crazy
But I guess it doesn't matter anymore
There's no use in me crying
I've done everything now I'm sick of trying
I've thrown away my nights
Wasted all my days over you
Now you go your way baby and I'll go mine
Now and forever till the end of time
I'll find somebody new and baby
We'll say we're through
And you won't matter anymore

Sympathy

There should be no despair for you
While nightly stars are burning;
While evening pours its silent dew,
And sunshine gilds the morning.
There should be no despair--though tears
May flow down like a river:
Are not the best beloved of years
Around your heart for ever?

They weep, you weep, it must be so;
Winds sigh as you are sighing,
And winter sheds its grief in snow
Where Autumn's leaves are lying:
Yet, these revive, and from their fate
Your fate cannot be parted:
Then, journey on, if not elate,
Still, NEVER broken-hearted!

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No other sun has lightened up my heaven
No other star has ever shone for me
All my life's bliss from thy dear life was given
All my life's bliss is in the grave with thee!

Only 30 more days to go-

Yet with the woes of sin and strife
The world has suffered long
Beneath the angel strain have rolled
Two thousand years of wrong
And man, at war with man, hears not
The love-song which they bring
O hush the noise, ye men of strife
And hear the angels sing

And ye, beneath life’s crushing load
Whose forms are bending low
Who toil along the climbing way
With painful steps and slow
Look now! for glad and golden hours
Come swiftly on the wing
O rest beside the weary road
And hear the angels sing!

Who's responsible for this cancer epidemic?

I finally found the answer today - " The entire economy of the western world is built on things that cause cancer"
The western world's responsible! :))

The Dance

You have to love Garth Brooks..he's given us far more meaningful stuffs than Britney Spears..
"Our lives are better left to chance
I could've missed the pain
But I'd had to miss the Dance" ..........

Bloated

Monday, hopelessly bloated , mercilessly punished by the over-indulgence over the weekend..
I'm in no blogging mood!