Pretty much everything about yesterday. How is it we despise our past so much because of something as minute as a dumb haircut or buck teeth but yet whine about it like that annoying nephew on The Bernie Mac Show everytime life gets hectic? However, a positive Yesterday is is a figment of my fantasies, of how I would like to believe that 2005 was a great year. Considering the shit I’ve been through(and the shit I put others through), a jolly 2005 never happened. I don’t care if I’m getting whiney and emo, because I feel I’m entitled to be whiney and emo with no sense of shame.

I’m not usually one to display negative emotion around people so I guess that’s what my blog is for. If I’m very very quiet, it’s either because I’m uncomfortable, upset, or my contact lenses are extremely dry. The two formers usually lead me here, at Blogsome aka Depression on Wordpress.

Well, I’m stuck in a rut again, but I’m sure it’s temporary. Being temporary, it will go away sooner or later (both rut and disappointment) but it makes no sense being “temporary” if it happens over and over again does it? This issue involving its entity remains perpetually oblivious and different times, but perpetual and constant. Hence it’s only fair I am cynical with everything. Always give it the benefit of the doubt, I tell myself all the bloody time.. But I’m dealing with too many reasons to doubt and I’m running out of benefits.

The weekend passed with a constant yearning for something. It kept me going with something to look forward to. Today, a day late, it told me I had to wait until next weekend. Plans down the drain… As usual. AND DON’T SAY YOU COULDN’T HELP IT.