I'M BACK & IN FRONT

Before I say goodbye to 2012, let me just say Hello first to my blog.
 *Oh there it is!!!*I sincerely hope it says Hello to you, too...*

Which I have never thought of until the time I saw a blogger/ friend's post who triggered my inner green (no it's actually turquoise) monster. "Ah, I must write, again, my precious..."

For one thing, we've survived the said-to-be Doomsday and I for one, apparently, is blogging about it! Yay! I just thought you should recognize by now! Bu perhaps you need someone to remind me.

I know right, thanks!

Cheers! We've lived. We've outsmarted, outlasted! We are the ultimate Survivors! Thanks, Jerry Bruckheimer. And those who call TV an art instead of a political show business. But I digress.

As you can see, Christmas day  has just gone. I wonder when it can be found again?

Obviously, next year. But it's spirit, though admittedly unseen, is fast becoming oddly "un-felt". Why is it that the holidays were more exciting when we were kids than we are now, as adults? Ah,probably because we now give more gifts as compared to when we were younger, when we were receiving gifts from our parents, friends, godparents and Santa, year after year.

Or probably because it's a routine. Which is sometimes only seen now as a same old tradition that must be done annually. Hence, the thrill fades because it's the same thing over and over.

And even your creative juices were already exhausted because through the years, you might have already given everyone the gift they have yearned for years.

There's that predictability factor that turns us off... that halts us...

So now...

The End.