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02 January 2010, 22:16
Toast to 2010
and it's not a toast to change or leaving everything in 2009.
It is a toast to an increase on appreciative adventure.
To becoming a smooth operator in a new field of spontaneity.
To a lot of other things in that ordinance practically.
The first few days of January have been quite exuberating, I must say. I was completely surprised though, literally disappointed in everyone I encountered when welcoming in the new year. It was a rather sad initial greeting to 2010. I did not hear any signs of jubilation or happiness. I was beyond annoyed resultingly. First the christmas season wasn't formally addressed and now new year's was a repetition? What the hell is wrong with the people I am surrounded by? Break my heart why don't you. That is just sad.
Lucky thing I was invited to clearly celebrate 2010's entrance with people I know can guarantee a good time. From the mountain high plates of traditional food to the grotesque scent of Cuervo, Silver, and other liver-eating beverages, I was blessed with happiness and laughter. Admiration sparks love.
I miss the times when we didn't seem so attached to a significant other.
I miss the days you'd go on endlessly making insulting remarks on my hair, face, and body.
I miss the raiding of refridgerators and disgust of spoiled food we'd discover.
I miss the getting dolled up for no reason but just because.
I miss the recording of my appalling voice but your sweet melodius tunes.
I miss the name calling and chivalry.
I miss the gossipping and disappointment on others.
I miss you Maribel Gomez and Keisha Magadia and Eileen Calleja.
I haven't spent a day with you in this year yet.
I haven't seen you in general.
I feel abandoned but I bet you're thinking otherwise.
You feel I'm choosing over you.
You are wrong if you are believing so.
I miss you guys and I don't know how to express myself except through here.
I was constantly a letdown and I felt insecure around you.
I don't want to feel like that anymore.
We are all different and we come in various shapes and sizes.
It's like love. So where's the love?
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I'm a soul-consuming individual. Passion extends to immense measures through my initiation. I write with reason. Occasionally, I make logic, but it's rare to become on a stable comprehensive level with me for I am naturally unpredictable. I am big on spontaneity and I get a radiant kick out of adventure. I love tremendously. I don't expect to become famous but I do have high standards when assumed to encounter someone fresh. I choose whom I want to stay and assist me in living and all that luxurious privileges. Not the girl next door. I'm not ordinary, not amazing.