New Years stopped being fun three years ago. Don't ask.

I'm done with optimism and more so with pessimism. I just watch what happens, thus keeping the disappointment on the low and everything else is gravy.

2008 was... full of the hot air of fun. You know you're supposed to be having fun but, you can't seem to bring yourself to. I've gained back friends I thought I lost and found my way back to forgiving everyone and perhaps, even myself.

So 2009, with all its nondescript. generic promises of hope and silver lining (I'm not really a silver lining person as one can easily surmise), I shall be watching in bland expectation.

The fall out of 2008 being an altogether different concept, especially that of the last few months of it, I am mostly wary and on guard over emotional landmines and easy friendship you get along the way.

Because I heard, those things can kill you.