Look out, it's Christmas! Run for your lives!

Aaargh, Christmas! The dang occasion is here again. I'll be seeing fake plastic trees again. I'll be finding blindingly annoying lights everywhere again. Santas and gifts loitering around the already-dirty nation. I'll be sung by people having false cheer. I'll be stuck in a sea of traffic with nothing to look at but the sight and sound of good old rusty cars. Oh how I love to loathe everytime the -ber months come to pass (from September). Damn this f****ng life. I just wish people are literate enough not to believe in Santa Clause and false carols. Oh yes, say that I'm a pure Grinch, but I do. I'd rather enjoy the noise of New Year instead of the honking of people during Christmas.

Oh well... live dangerously.

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I can't believe Christmas is here to haunt again (yep, I don't treat it as a blessing). I'll be walking around the streets again, seeing people with red headgears and boxes at their arms, then laugh at me for not celebrating the spirit. So? I'd rather not accept a colored-wrapped gift box that actually contains explosives that blow up when opened. I'd rather not come to parties and suffer stroke. I'd rather sleep than listening to insipid radio tunes. I'd rather die peacefully than live despairingly. So?

Anyway, I'll have to increase my resistance against crazy mobs again, 'coz they're ready and willing to hit people just to be able to cherish the occasion.

Go to hell, Christmas freaks.

Hmm... No-one's visitng...

Well, looks like I'll fall down with a noose around my neck... and my computer on the other end.

From the past week, I'm looking on my blogs' stats, and no-one's ever visitng. Hmm... Probably Friendster's being too rich these days. Hell with them.

But, in all, I'm gonna die... unpopular.

Everybody else does.

Halloween may have left (for now), but...

I'm glad Halloween's over (Wait. I should've posted this thing a week ago). All those creepy false horror's making me and my stomach loathe and retch. I mean why would those pesky kids and mall staff (yup, even adults) attempt to scare me with rubber masks and plastic suits. I'd be glad to scream and pass out if it turns out that there's something much worse under the costume.

Well anyway, back to the topic. Halloween's over, right. But how come the ghosts didn't leave? Isn't one day enough for them to scare the wits out of trick-or-treating people? Or were their restless souls so restless as if they took too much caffeine before they dropped dead (Or did they overdosed on coffee and died of it)?

One thing, for sure, is that they won't be leaving this wasteland for the rest of our (and their) lives. We can't blame them for being restless anyway, so let's just forget them.

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Look who came for a photo opportunity. A ghost (right)! And an orb (left)!



My siblings treated it as a hoax. Why would it be a hoax if it came straight from the camera? You decide.