My life, my dominion

Yes my mind is so shot i think target boards have less holes. I am so drained from staring at figures the whole time that really it's all i think about.
Mention a date and my mind starts to race to the conducting officer, supervising officer, neutral, errors, remedy action to be taken etc. my head is SPINNING!

Which is why while i originally wanted to blog about a parade i just attended i am only capable of writing the following.

yes the three little words.
They do entail a lot don't they?

I mean first of all, we dun know really know what causes us to say it. I mean if you deconstruct it, the middle word alone warrants a whole lot of explaining, soulsearching and in the end you never really come up with an acceptable answer. In your quest to justify or deny it (you usually do both) you end up with the same question and then the question, which one of the answers to the first quesiton is the right one?

I mean, do you even **** that person? do you trully really **** that person. If so , how do you know that it's real and not just a fad?

and after you've gotten this phase you go from " do i", to "should i". basically you wonder of your next course of action. Then you start dramatizing the whole deal by fantasizing, downsizing yourself and finally when it comes to pulling the stunt you sit and wonder, why in the world did i put myself through so much bloody trouble just to be...

of course when the results comes, the three little words immediately become greatly contested now matter which way answer you get. Acceptance/reciprocation would warrant the ever recurring question "do i still.....?"

rejection is just a matter of replacing the first word to form "will i still...?"

So really, much of our lives are governed by this phrase. Amusing isn't it.?