Have yourself a merry little Christmas,
Let your heart be light
From now on,
our troubles will be out of sight

Have yourself a merry little Christmas,
Make the Yule-tide gay,
From now on,
our troubles will be miles away.

Here we are as in olden days,
Happy golden days of yore.
Faithful friends who are dear to us
Gather near to us once more.

Through the years
We all will be together,
If the Fates allow
Hang a shining star upon the highest bough.
And have yourself A merry little Christmas now.

~ listening to coldplay's version of this one... oh how I love this song, makes me think of lonely winter romance, sleepless in seattle and autumn in new york and realizing how lonely christmas will be this year with everyone going out of the country, and my close cousins won't be able to leave their work... they can't come home... and I lost my valuable babolat racket... and I can't still buy a new one because I'm so broke... I wish I could go back to those days where my problems are as shallow as how to own that new kitchen toy set or how to convince mom to buy me that cash register that I was dying to have and drooling everytime I passed by that bright display rack in gaisano... oh I wish I could go back to being a kid where troubles were a whiz. I miss those days.

ahhhhh... cool breeze. rainy days. christmas is near... have a merry yulletide season everyone... ;)

and at the end of this journey, my wonderful story begins...