Of Goodbyes and Hellos

It's almost CNY and i realised how much i have neglected my blog, and not to mention my dearies! But I have a good reason for it, sad no doubt, but good.

It's sad because I can't do two/more things that I love at once. Not because I suck at multitasking, but only because there's 24 hours, and not more in a day. I miss blogging and complaining about the world, using the space for atomic explosions of the injustice I faced. Truthfully, in this 17 inch sphere, was where I could be strong and vulnerable without being judge, because it was my space.

The thing is, great writers are constantly depressed or perturbed ( not claiming that i'm one! ). Happy people generally don't write much. It's always easier to write when you feel depressed as depression has a way of creeping through the cracks of your door and writing is a healthy option compared to murder/assault of those who are making you life living hell. One of my favorite bloggers Ruth Fowler, has been writing again. While it is to great delight that I get to read what she has to share once again after a long absence, it's ironic that her life which is in shambles has been a source of inspiration to many others. While I can't help but feel sorry for her, I have also been hanging onto every word which she will potentially pen down. Today, I am finally happy for those of my friends who have abandoned their blogs for a while now. It simply means they are in a better place!

So why is it a good thing that i no longer have the luxury of time to write/whine/agonize/bitch? Well, for starters, I am no longer in that realm where i have to shut up and suffer injustice because it is not diplomatically correct to say what I want to say in the real world. In fact, i'm no longer in that world, where I have much to complain about. :D I must admit, this new job, has changed everything. From my new-found financial independence (getting there, getting there. hehehe), to the reignition of the passion to work and strive for others, to my dream of finally being able to bake and sell my very own macarons. Yes i have lesser time to read a book, gym, or write, but my time is spent in the most productive way I can imagine. Doing activities/work that I truly enjoy, and not spent covering other's asses for the mistakes that they have made.

So this is the part, abit late no doubt, but where I officially say goodbye to the suckiest year of my life and hope that it will only continue to shine the way it is now.

Goodbye to unpaid/underpaid wages..
Goodbye to unreasonable superiors
Goodbye to the "plastics"..
Goodbye to empty bank accounts..
Goodbye to unappreciated efforts..
Goodbye to the pus that the scum feeds on...
Goodbye to daily blog updates on "how to pretend to be happy/insightful when i really am F***ed." 

Hello 2011, I'm loving you already!