What is there to Celebrate?

This hols is making me rot.

Boredom allows us to think and ponder too much.

On how life stinks. On how everything is still ungratifying and undone.

Happiness never last. Pain is always there.

Sounds like I'm falling into the Year-end / Xmas Blues yeah.. ?

Perhaps.

But it's revealing isn't it?

>My rooms as messy as ever with a ton of stuff I don't need and ought to be thrown out or reorganized. But is ultimately, undone.

>And my relationship problems is a numbing pain that is killing me every moment of my existence.

2008 had been the MOST EVENTFUL YEAR OF MY LIFE.

SERIOUSLY .
(More of which I'd elabo when the (year) End is near. So much. So much.)

And right now, it seems an on-going trend to a bad ending to a terrible chapter of my life.

Depressive eh?

Q ...

How I'd wish I was actually busy.. so at least, I'd be too distracted to gloat on how life IS.