merry christmas

Hello there…with my stomach distended with too many helpings of rice and the morning that is well on its way, I know I should be in bed by now. I was reading the January issue of the Time magazine which has interesting articles on people who have made something of their lives with unconventional means. Well for some people, it is very simple. But for a procrastinator like me, I have no choice but to learn the hard way.
Since it is cold, my depressive views on life get all the encouragement a foggy
wintry day can bring…what is it that makes me so lazy? I feel lazy even to get up in the mornings...o well afternoons mostly.
Today is the eve before Christmas, yet I feel so uninspired and boring. Before I came to this lazy state, I saw an entire work free day as an endless possibility to read books, write and make silly sketches in my diary, watch the TV... I was never bored being alone ,But now I am scared to be by myself…I go back in to the past and remember all the opportunities that have passed me by .But what can I do now since I am a person who cannot feel regret except for a second or two. I do not like to regret anything at all,
well then hoping that the new year will b a good year for me has lifted my spirits considerably .We all have worries ,secrets ,dual lives ,regrets and hope is the only magic wand that can clear the cobwebs away .So today I am going to be happy…before I go on to say before I was like this…..may I mention the fact that you could call me a happy go lucky girl safely ?My mind was always high on life ,never failed to get up and walk no matter how hard it was but these days all I see before is the dark and lonely road .Then again you cant call me sad in totality because I am still happy .Its just that the spunk in me has just gone.
So I am thinking that there are other serious issues in life than my silly ineligible rantings that even I fail to understand .That makes me very happy indeed. I can safely say I am not alone .To all the sisters and brothers suffering silently beneath your rich rags or simply rags, I say hope.
Goodnight.
hello i went for the christmas at ymca it was a nice service..the passge from the bible was from john abt loving one another and loving jesus..the guilt reflected in my eyes...after listening to the pastor,i realised what was missing from my life...well it wa s good christmas...on xmas evewe cut the cake n drank sweet wine from goa ...merry christmas to all.