magic to my delight
with nothing to do on a Monday night i forced the TV to accompany me to boredom. on surfing channels i ended up watching a replay episode of Charmed. i say i was once a fan of the said series, religiously watching episode after episode every week and even imagining being one of the charmed ones, but having all their powers at the same time. that may be silly but isn’t that the coolest? i mean if i have that kind of magical powers i’ll have the luxury of everything, favorably, minus the responsibilities. but screw the task; i’m magical!
i wonder then, if i was a charming upshot of supernatural parents of the 20th century, will i be the same me today? i'm not sure. i don’t want to be the infamous Harry Potter though, i might lose my magic wand. i’d prefer to be exactly like the Halliwells, with powers not known to humans but a cause of ass panic to demons.
i can do anything i want, well, almost. i could easily vanish my freaking loud neighbor; dominate my obnoxious boss; or cast a heavy-handed love spell for 24 hours to my crush-of-the-day, just to get what i need you know. all right then, i can’t just do that. but hey, this is my part of the fantasy okay?
if only my uncanny magic could save the world from ill-mannered individuals. yes there are the filthy government officials and the unproductive men and women we all know and hate. but aside from them, there are more. those sick people you get close everyday: the attractive guy in front of you at a queue you’re in who denied his multiple-but-soundless farts by covering his nose with his hand and then offensively stares at you, the music lover beside you inside the MRT or FX who recklessly sings his LSS aloud, the mad chatterer who speaks in English complete with the accent but says
“you know what? i think i accidentally missed called you.” HA? OKAY KA LANG?well of course like just everybody i am not perfect, i also have missteps. but don’t forget, we’re still in my fantasy.
okay now i get the picture. maybe that’s why having magical powers can only be a daydream to me, or else there’d be less humans today. still i think my goal of selective extermination can be of great help to mankind.
you owe it to God you know. thank Him for not letting me be a charmed one.
and hey, i just gave you one good reason to pray. see i told you i’m helpful.
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