everybody . . .
This is a little story about four people named Everybody, Somebody, Anybody, and Nobody.
There was an important job to be done and Everybody was sure that Somebody would do it.
Anybody could have done it, but Nobody did it. Somebody got angry about that because it was Everybody’s job.
Everybody thought that Anybody could do it, but Nobody realized that Everybody wouldn’t do it.
It ended up that Everybody blamed Somebody when Nobody did what Anybody could have done it.
stray kitten
looks tiny and powerless
yet it shows wit and independence
an aura of tame and savagery
in its face, a trace of solitude
but in its purrs, a need to be cuddled
s c r i b b l e s
I have found this page in one of my notebooks in college as I was cleaning my room last 2 weeks (maybe the first and last for the year 2007 heheh).
Scribbles, sketches, and free hand writings are some of my habits when I get bored in classes or talks and to prevent myself from drowsing off. I have even noted the date. As if I was proud of what I was doing, huh? Not really. It’s like marking those times when I got bored. It was even my younger brother’s birthday, what a coincidence.
