The year is about to end. I can hear fireworks beating like drums in the sky. The streets are getting crowdy and gloomy. They all seem so happy, so excited. They feel that holiday spirit that one is supposed to feel during this season. What about me? It's strange. For some strange reason I do not feel that happines this year. I'm not saying that I'm lonely, it's just that on a time that I'm used to having excitement and ecstasy, I feel so normal. I didn't even clean my room, an annual routine that I usually do on the last day of the year. I let the helper do it. I tried volunteering on hanging grapes on our windows, thinking that it might bring me that feeling. But I was wrong. I just got tired and after hanging a few and just went back to watching tv. Now the house is silent. The only sound there is is this keyboard that I use and the fan's blades striking the air. It's still early, I hope things will get better.

I miss my friends. I miss my buddies. I miss my twin of fate. I do hope they are having a good time.

HAPPY NEW YEAR!!