Finally, after 3 months of not even touching my blog, I’m back. And to think that I’ve even missed out on the annual snowing on my blog during Christmas. I supposed it’s only apt that I am back on here on my birthday.
This year, I turn 23. It’s hard to imagine that I’ve been around for such a long time. Funny isn’t it? How I don’t feel like I’m 23. In some ways, I still felt like I’m that same girl that I used to be. Well, accordingly to my friend, I still look like the same girl that I used to be. *shrugs* It’s a good thing, I think. At least when I turn 40 I’d still (hopefully) look like I’m in my 20’s. But I supposed that is a bit too much to ask for.
Well, one of the reasons that I’ve stayed away from blogging for so long is because I really wasn’t up for it. I’ve been hit by a bout of depression that just robbed me of the motivation to do anything at all. I’ve been feeling so anti-social that I even took a break from twitter and completely disappeared off the cyberworld for awhile. It was all I could do to put myself on auto-pilot and go through the motions of life everyday. I suppose I will talk about this another day. Today is, afterall, a good day. My day. And I shall go and try to be happy that I’ve officially been here for a whopping 23 years. Yay to aging. And wrinkles. And reduced metabolism. And I shall stop here lest I start to emo on my freaking birthday.
On a separate note, this is the first birthday in 4 years that I’ve celebrated as a single girl. Woohoo?
On a separate separate note, I’m wondering if I should make it my new year’s resolution to blog more. And would I actually be able to stick to my resolution? *gulp*
Happy belated new year to you and happy birthday to me! *hugs and kisses all round* (Unless of course, if you have personal space issues, or b.o., then I shall give you a polite wave from a safe distance)