lunacies et al

one night i was waiting for a ride back to UP from sto. domingo church in quezon avenue. twas an unusually windy night, for the past days there was not a single breeze that blew. with that gust of wind i suddenly realized that it’s september!!! golly, it’s -ber month again and in a few months (actually it’s gonna be like in a few days) it’ll be christmas. aaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrgggggggghhhhhhhh!!!!

i dread the christmas…i dread the holidays…yet i don’t know why. maybe i’m just this freak who feels lonely during festive times. i’ve always been like this, well maybe not always, but since highschool, i guess.

i find christmas too happy, too sweet and too nostalgic. maybe that’s why i feel the opposite. and think of how long the preparation is. as early as now you’ll see on tv christmas countdowns; at the malls there are garlands and yule trees and everything christmassy… it’s too much hype. i just can’t bear it.

the long preparations, the anticipation…all for just one day, that is, Christmas Day. i don’t find it fitting to be preparing so much for something that will last for such a short time. maybe i’m just being cynical.

i’d rather go by the saying "to make everyday a Christmas Day." i’d rather have to spend christmas with family and friends. i’d rather just attend the midnight mass, eat noche buena at home and sleep the whole day through.

or maybe i need to consult a doctor for showing symptoms of depression. i don’t know…festivities make me sad. too much happiness give me the blues…

the cool breeze of the coming season makes me want to cry…