Beach Boy
April 3rd, 2008
Why must I be poor? If I have the money I’ll go straight to Surf World and buy a rack of Billabong boardshorts. After that, I’ll book myself to Club Panoly in Boracay and sip Jager filled cocktails while my Jetski is being prepared.
But no. I’m stuck here in the mud.
Positive thinking TJ. Think “the Secret”. Ask, Answer, Receive.
Bullshit. There ain’t no secret. There ain’t no law of attraction. The universe has no power. It’s just made out to be just, the universe. Maybe the universe is just lost as we are.
Ang init!!! How about cold Red Horse during siesta time? Arg. I so want to be in the beach right now. Well, in about a week there’s the company outing. But no, I want to go alone (or maybe with someone) to a special place, for a little peace of mind.
Ang init!!! I don’t know what I’m saying now. I think I’m passing out… Uh…
=p
