I'm quite surprised by the sudden influx of anonymous texters and yahoo chat mates who are constantly appearing out of nowhere as of late. I didn't expect such attention and I know I shouldn't be complaining if not for the reason that they are contacting me--- to remind me of a past that I'm too keen to get over with. Just how exactly can I move on with my life if distractions like this surface out of nowhere every now and then? Being the cynical person that I am, this certain developments only aggravate my skeptic trait.

    Life indeed can be overly-morose at times. Just when I thought I'm doing a good job of keeping my nemesis at bay, it has already made its way to my bedroom ceiling. As for the passion that I once possessed or rather that possessed me, I'm aware that it's still there somewhere in the innermost depths of my system. I fear that one day it will be rekindled once I set sight on her once again.

    Keep the Faith, Drop the Fear, the kid is here!