It's xmas, or whatever's left of it, so why am I online instead of doing something else, there is nothing else, I must have checked the tv like a million times and there's nothing there that interests me whatsoever.

I don't know Xmas has lost all its adorning fever to me. This whole "tell the kids the gifts are from Santa" crap must be the most stupid ungrateful misconceived act ever. Tell the kids who it's from so they know who to thank and how to behaave all year until the next Xmas, it's that simple. Throughout today my nieces do not have any idea who gave them what or which and it irks me at what morals this idea of Santa may be breeding in them, but then again, this is no time to preach...it's Xmas.

I spoke to my best friend tonight, and she sounded like she was haviing fun, good for her, cos I know she deserves it she hasn't been over the weather a lot lately. She has the same woes I have, "when will our life start?"

There was this phrase we learnt in school and I absolutely forgot what it meant and it's been cracking my brain for awhile, she reminded me what it was while she was advising me to stay sane, and take a grip of myself, she said : "you're a good person, and good things will come, okay because res ipsa loquiter."

I asked what does that mean again: she replied, "the facts speak for themselves" (and no external evidence is needed, blah, blah, blah)

That was sweet, and definitely the high point of my day. (well that and the re-run of the concert for NY city which starred BSB doing the acapella I so love) because I remembered what I am, where Ive been and what I am made of, and so nothing can take that away, no matter how far removed from it I may seem to be right now. It was a definite ME moment.

I miss my friends. I do. I wonder what sola is up to this xmas, certinly not missing me, but either way I still wonder...more or less him, I wonder what evil deed he's been up to, is he sitting with a glass of irish creme like I am pondering all the stupid stuff that took place this year like I am now, or filling out a stupid entry in a journal.

I do not know.

I am gonna read my fave story of all time written by yours truly which if you read my 5 best stories review you would know what story it is.