Where have I been?
04/06/2008 02:31 p.m.
I barely login to pathetic anymore. Somehow, the attraction of poetry has waned severely that I cannot remember anymore what the last poem I read was. And looking at my poetry list, the last I wrote was in January of 2006. That's over 2 years ago!

But not writing is actually better for me. I could only write when I was feeling down. I needed to be depressed or even pissed just to be able to write something. Even my most "playful" and "happiest" works were written when I was sad.

OK, reading the above paragraph, I used "write" and variations thereof 4 times. Terrible. That's one thing I'm worse than before.

Anyway, now I can say that I am lot happier. But when I think about it, I cannot really pinpoint the how. I still do the same things I did. I'm still with the same set of friends. Same job.

Well the only major difference is that I read comics and collect toys now. Childish I know. And no, that's not a light bulb moment. Comics and toys were just means to express the positive emotions. They weren't the source.

I still get depressed every now and then, but it's not as often as it was years before. So that's definitely good even I can't/don't write anymore. Like not writing is a big loss to the literary community anyway.

So... What's the point of this entry? I honestly do not know. Maybe an attempt to write something? I don't know. LOL.

OK. So I'm like super dumb right now. But I don't care. For some reason it's fun being stupid.

Anyway, whatever. I'm not making any sense. So to anyone who actually read this, uhm thanks? LOL.