Misteryosa

The real art of conversation is not
only to say the right thing at the right time, but also to leave the
wrong thing unsaid at the most tempting moment.

Happy 2007, everyone! Year 2006 has come and gone more quickly than
what I’ve expected. The first day of the year has been spent bonding
with my cousins during the paternal family celebration, which I’ve
thoroughly enjoyed, in Malabon.

I’ve been wanting to start off the new year with an equally new blog
entry, but after a couple of hours staring blankly at the computer….

Sighs.

I can’t write about anything, and it pisses me off. Nothing
seems to be worthy enough to blog about. I don’t make resolutions, so
writing anything close to it is pointless. Reminiscing can be fun at
times, but now is definitely not the right moment for me to do it.
Aside from going out with someone last Saturday, nothing overly
significant has happened to me. My days are a never-ending loop of
mechanical routines. Honestly, I’m a walking dead hideous zombie.

I’m thinking too much, I guess. And this can only mean one thing:
I’m falling into a deep depression stage, and my return shall remain
unknown. Sleepless nights and crying spells, here I come again.