Brevity is the soul of wit

As the decade draws to an end, I'd like to conduct a retrospective research on my soul's well-being for the emotional year ended 2009.
for the earlier part of the year, there was the tumultuous relationship that dragged my soul to hell. it was a long time coming and while I knew I was miserable, I did not know how to let go of something which I've grown so attached to for the longest time. but times have changed, he changed. wait what am I talking about, i knew he changed and I was still living in the past. while it seemed that I appeared unaffected to my friends, as cliche as it may sound, I was slowly dying inside. I mean, yeah, sure, I know how to have a good time and I'd also like to think I provide a good time to my friends, I don't like to have to put them through my tears. oh well, I only have myself to blame.

then there was the fucked results, the after months of feeling that nothing is going right for me which is better known as quarter-life crisis.

well it wasn't all that bad a year...
i did a grad trip to Aussie and enjoyed the biggest adrenaline rush ever from skydiving. some say it's better than sex but maybe reason only being they have yet to experience great divine sex? beats me.
oh wait I had to cancel the flights to Melbourne and Tasmania, no thanks to the swine of a swine flu.
I was so liberated after the breakup, like it was an emancipation of some sort.
and I made a couple of great friends this year, which I hope to keep! oh did i mention the eyecandy....

things were getting better for me and distractions of different sorts sure helped...

that is until the bomb was dropped on me today. it's news of the worst kind, and it's only good news for people who love bad news.
I can't even bring myself to say or think of it now after being in tears the entire day. there's so much to think about and do from here.
how do I gracefully accept the terms upon which this universe operates? let's save this for 2010

it's my mummy's birthday tmr, I will end the year in style for her.

emotional profits are in the negative for 2009

as for now, beer is the only proof that god wants me to be happy.