The New Year is here. Just like Christmas it shall find me
holed up in some god knows where. Apparently it’s already New Year, biblically.
Got this news from a highly placed source who requested anonymity. And typically
this New Year shit is already late by a few hours. Let’s make resolutions, right?
I don’t belong to those New Year new me kind of folks. It’s outdated.
It’s for people who are disillusioned about life. Why wait until one a number
that has been constant in the calendar for a whole 365 days, changes? It’s just
a subtle way of hoodwinking yourself. For me its same old me, same old shit,
for another 365 days. Trust me I do expect different results, that’s how I’ve
gotten results any way.
But here are some of my prayers for 2016.
Blessings to everybody who owes me money
I project a tough year ahead and I am already toughening up by
asking God to bless every single soul out there who owes me money. And let it
be enough that they don’t find it painful paying me back.
Let me have airtime when in deep shit
I won’t call you all the time, in fact I am not calling you
at all except when I am in deep financial trouble. And times have been kind; I have
seen few of those. But then 2017 is a different beast all together. On times
such those let me have plenty of airtime to seek help from people we might have
even talked the entire 2016. I won’t ambush you on the material day, rather I will
start rehearsing a month early. I am the kind who knows what will happen ahead.
If I suddenly start calling you regularly, even wishing you a good night,
please start saving.
Let Man Utd finish ahead of Arsenal in league
Arsenal fans! These are so good at telling you how your team
sucks. They are like a bunch of single guys who constantly tell you how your
girlfriend is ugly, but contend dry spells like no one’s business. At least
every night we look at a trophy. It’s better to have won a couple of times than
to have not at all. Come May, it’s my prayer that we finish ahead of these
noisy fellas.
I wish for sanity in people
I am among the many people out here who never quite
understand why people do support the politicians they do. Why would you want
someone’s meat so badly? Why don’t you just go and hunt your own, a fresh one? I
wish that people are sane enough not to let their difference in choices come
between them. After all we are all one, aren’t we?
