march into good tidings

I like the month of march.
I was born in the month of March.
March the 8^th brought BN to their knees.
More to the people power (did you vote?)
And me to my spanking-new office in BU8.
Huge library (I love it)
March is a new hope. New era.

But I loved February, too.
And January not less the same.
There's not a month in any year I hate, nor there is a day or a week or any year I wished I didn't have to go through.
Though not a secret that I'm looking extra-forward to September and March 2009) Aha.

I guess we all need an excuse to celebrate, a label to name, a number/thing to relate.

Ooops. Gotta go.