…already. Wow, I can’t believe I could let go of blogging for over a year, as it was one of the things I look forward to at the end of bad days or weekends; to write the crap out of what’s crappy today, any crappy kinds of crappy feelings I had, or my twisted (eh, probably just reversed, not that twisted) views of something random, all of which I barely remember today.
Eh, sure, I visit my dashboard every now and then to wonder about a lost wanderer or two (like, `how the hell people end up opening this in their browsers,` stuff like that) or read any interisting posts on `Freshly Pressed.` But most importantly, I don’t have any kind of intention to share how I feel anymore.
Not for now, anyway. Somehow, I feel like writing something today. But this is just gonna be another hollow post that I feel like writing after not doing so for some time. And in this case, the new year’s rant, again.
So, it’s almost 2012, huh? A pretty nice number to say: “twenty twelve.” And just like any other soon-to-be new years, it’s an opportunity where shops go crazy with discounts, entertainers milking other people’s wallets, and resolutions are made (and not fulfilled even until the end of year). It’s also the start of the year where you feel older but not necessarily wiser or more mature.
But many, if not most, people see new years in a positive light. It’s the start of change, revolution, remake, reinvent, and lots of other re-verbs, so to speak. Even though that may be true, by last second of 2011, many people will be partying all night long. Fireworks, mostly, will light up your new year’s eve (and spark your ears). Where the hell did that come from, anyway? Who the hell decided that celebrations require fireworks? And why the hell does an extra number in our calendars must be celebrated?
…eh, those aren’t important to begin with. Anyway, Blog Surfer is finally gone. They always said that they will remove it but I could still use it for over a year. So as of now, I no longer keep up with fellow bloggers (I’m not that much of a blogwalker). I’ve seen some people still post stuff when Blog Surfer was still active, but the rest just quit. I, for one, never really have anything to write about so I can actually write about anything that suddenly pops out of my mind (but not everything, I could end up in a mental facility for writing every thoughts I had because that’s all I do in my life). Other people have their own lives, most of which they don’t want to share with other people, especially stangers. But I still did it anyway, as I felt like I was never really that close to anyone to begin with.
…in the end, it’s not that hollow of a rant (or maybe it is, I have no criteria of what’s hollow or not) and still contains my silly ramblings. It feels so weird to write, I feel like my writing brain already deteriorated too much this past year. Maybe that’s all for tonight. I might do a little blogwalking later, much much later, and stalk other people’s lives during this year.
