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date: Wednesday, December 26, 2007
title: Constantly succumbing to a host of peculiar ailments.
time: 10:45 PM

Its ridiculous how there's so much i have to say but end up getting blank when i should be spilling it all out.

December 25, the day that was, wasn't so heavenly as i wanted it to be , but i guess being with my family was pretty much all right. Although meeting and having the company of my cousins should've made it more than heavenly. I just feel bad I didn't get the chance to be with them this Christmas. Its this time of the year when you yearn for the love and company of people like that. People whom you know will always be there for you. No matter what. Family. Ive experienced enough torture without other people's company and guess what it made me what I am now. I don't need worthless people tagging along my ass all year round and disappearing when I need them most. Or better yet ostentatious people a.k.a. trash. Garbage. So much for Christmas. I'd rather curl up in bed and read my favorite novel while munching krispy kreme than go plastic with flirt and ostentatious worthless girls. You really do know how to piss me off don't ya?

Oh yellow mellow bellow fellow. I cant wait to find out what life has for me in the following years. Im becoming more and more restless each day. Time seems to pass by so fast without my being aware of it. The day starts and the day ends and all of a sudden its nighttime. Where have I been? What have i done? It sounds like im growing old but hell yeah, I am growing old. The secret is just seeing and being with the people I enjoy being with. That explains my social life. Alive and kicking. But of course with the right people. When Im alone I tend to think about life in a gravely deep manner I ask myself who the hell I am. But thats another story. So much for joy. In a good way. :)

Usually when I say joy i mean solace.