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.

Let the NRG Flow ...

Examinations aren't stressful.

Deadlines aren't stressful either.

Clearing Clutter ... NOW THAT'S STRESSFUL!!!!

It's a physical, emotional, psychological and health stress all rolled into one GIGANTIC HEAP of Hassle.

Arrggh.

#@$%^&*()(*&%$!!!!!!!

Q
(A room like mine, so tiny and still the amount of sh*t I have to sieve through is mind boggling. It makes you wanna simply dump everything thing without looking. And start a fresh. )

Everything could be wiped away except the Tears that Don't Dry.