She stares into the thin air,trying to familiarize herself with the strange looking sorroundings,she`s in a backyard yeah,but who`s backyard,and how did she even land there,from the look of things,i could tell she spent the previous night there,i make my way towards her,but the stupor in the air gives me another reason to sheepishly watch her from a distance,she stumbles her way up,knocking empty bottles over,she makes it vertical just alright but can only manage a few steps before she`s horizontal again.this is quite a scene,i think to myself,then after a few struggles the sense of gravity becomes friendly to her and she`s back to her feet albeit on a staggering mode,
From the look on her pants,am quite certain that the bladder gave way resulting to her peeing on herself,that doesn`t shock me much than what she does next,upon her staggers to the door,she stumbles on to a half empty bottle of beer and without even hesitating or even inspecting for any contaminating content,she gulps it faster than i can say hello,now this begs for more,and i just had had enough of the view so i bear up the stench coming from the vomits and pees on the floor as i make my way towards her,she`s shocked to see me as she had feigned being sick the previous night,a reason enough not to go out to party,but thats Brenda,living all lies.
We settle on a couch just outside and after fetching her some water,i spend the next half an hour or so listening to her narrate her escapades and how she had vowed not to drink anytime this whole year,as 2011 was nothing more than a buzzed up party life to her,which brings me to resolutions,yes,resolutions,as much as we spend our time making them,how far can we go to attain them,how willing are we to see to it that we achieve them,countless why`s flow whenever the question of resolution pops up,
We have that sexuaally frustrated nuthead who vows to stop using his right hand on the gutter exercises(read mustarbating),his ziphead partner wants to lay a dozen different ladies,as part of their ego laden exercises.thres that fashion crazy lady next door who wants to [pass up a hundred hairstyles before we see the truth behind the mayans prophecy,there`s that loyal husband who thinks he`s had nectar from the same bud a little too long,there`s these and all that,from the zealous end up to the success achieving ladder,i mean,there`s that hardworking fellow on the fifth floor who spends endless nights laying out a plan to end up on that boardroom four floors up,we have hat under achieving scholar who wants to implement what he learned at at the holiday camp seminar,this and many more pile up the list of resolutions and goals people want to achieve in the dozen months or so.
Before you start to give your two cents about this whole issue.how about a simple question to yourself.do all these people spend the last twelve months plotting what goals and targets they should set come the start of the year?i know we all have varying opinions,but still.are resolutions for the faint hearted who cant work without a schedule?without a guideline?well,as much as some of us exercise being spontaneous ,the other half of us must work under supervision in form of scribbled up self promises that includes a change of principles,lifestyle,views and worse still,friends,yeah,friends,some tend to give competition a whole new definetion while others simply think that some friends are a mere stumbling block or are just there to lag you behind.of course history has a definate honest way of seeing the genuinity of all that,
The matter on the table isn`t that much of a fuss,but if i was to give my say,i`d advice on two ends,GENUINITY and REALISM,as much as you feel you cant live without resolution,be genuine with yourself and to your goals and objectives,set realistic targets that will yield a smile whichever the outcome,both in the angles that you succeeded,or you put up a good fight and you learnt alot by putting yourself out there,
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