Thursday, January 1, 2009//2:26 AM

Bonne année (:

I've always dreaded new years eve cuz everyone makes a big hulabaloo of dropping this year's gunk, relishing this year's triumphs and stepping forward into a new year. New year, new advantages, new...gunk.
I still remember the short lived victories of conquering a whole year (pats own back and props leg up)- only to have people cheer the beginning of another 12 whole months. I was 12-14 then. I think I could run for the Youngest Jaded Person award.
Attitude matters, eunice. I hear you say.
True, but I don't see what's there to celebrate. If anything, its a new day; just like any day is, so I'd rather be celebrating another day of life and living la vida loca. And I do celebrate everyday- I get my head off my pillow and breathe.

Same routines; just slight differences.
Same challenges; just different, higher levels of difficulty
Same joys; just more variations
Same hopes, same fears, same dreams
I'm vaguely aware that I'm sounding like the grinch of new year.
Green hairy suit, here I come!
Life is good, when I reflect on the finer things in life. Good health, functioning funny bone, friends, family, money, possessions, God...
If Dexter believes that life is good, I'm buying it.
Its just another day, mi hermano.
Now, I don't feel those short lived victories and crushing dismay/trepidation of new year's anymore. I sleep late, get up, and live my life.
Just another day.