Letter #5 - Someone You Haven't Met Yet

Dear Santa,

This would make my Christmas even merrier.


Hugs,
Chim

Letter #4 - Something You Hate

Dear Boredom,

You are a sore ass. You make my life miserable by making me count the hours, and the stretch is growing by the minute. You see, I'm stuck here in this lush greenery, where all I see are flags and people of worth, playing the boring game of golf. And here I am, after hitting on a burger and Sprite, still sitting here, watching these men play. I am a part of the small medical team sent here, you see. And guess who I am with? You!

Boredom, you are the master of all thieves. You take away a big chunk of my time doing nothing. You make me do crazy stuff, like writing this post using my phone. It is a chore, mister. I hate you and the life you are giving me. I do not want to be very busy either, but at the very least, cut me some slack. Help me not to be lethargic, to make my mind work. And it's best if you get out of my way. I am counting the hours to when I'll be going home. And isn't it too tiresome of a job to do?

Boredom, I think you should be heading home. And not to meet me again. Do not meet me ever again at ungodly hours, in my line of work, or even at home. Please do not screw my days, and I hope I'll never ever meet again your fat, stupid ass that's been doing nothing but making me sick. I hate you but please, on second thought, don't make me have too many patients either!

Meanwhile, I'm stuck here until these men become weary of their game. And I hope I'll get home sane, and do not meet me at the front door!

With all due respect,
Patrick

Letter #3 - Someone You Just Knew

Dear Brain Freeze,

I was supposed to follow the titles of that 'blogger' but I lost her account. Forever. I forgot her name. Geez, I have to blame it on my inclination towards the thought that my brain could hold up to a million things in a given span of time. But no, and I detest that thought.

Well, anyway, this entry should not have been written at this very moment. It should have been written on a weekend, when I'm too lazy to get up. And now's not that time. Tonight, I just want to get out and have a few bottles and lots of talk until midnight but since there's no one around to make that a reality, I'm pushing myself to rant and blab about things I could only think of once I end this sentence.

Mr. Blogger by the name of Brain Freeze, you sure are an intelligent writer. Like you, I love this girl so much and she's not mine. No, not anymore. I lost her around 3 years ago because I was naive, I was stupid, I had my whole mind in front of me, but my life past me. I was immature enough to fight for her because she never did. I was selfish, but men are like that sometimes. And sorry, I was one of them. Like you, I had another girlfriend who I had for some time, and who was crazy about me, but I was never in love with her. Actually, I had a handful, and sure thing, I was never in love with any of them. I should not have entered those relationships, I know, but things were hazy, and I was at the point of wanting to have someone just for the heck of it. And for a time, I thought it was the way things were supposed to go. And no, again, it was an act of stupidity. Of ignorance.

Like you, I'm a fan of Harry Potter. But due to its popularity, it lacked brilliance. That's where we differ, sorry. :) Anyway, I think you were right when you said that it really helps to skim other people's blog before starting anything. It helps in the general order of things, irons out your mind's clutter, hence, helping you make something worth reading. And your entry about your fans, it was so entertaining I was planning to copy it. But no, that will never happen don't worry. Hehe. And I, too, had an old blog which I left the day she left me. It was better than this.

I think I've already said too much when all I ever wanted was beer. LOL. I gotta go and wonder why I ever wrote this entry in the first place.

-Dots And Drafts