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A not-so-colored thoughts..

Hey, Crayoned Thoughts! I’ve been having a lot of thoughts about you lately. For certain, what am I going to write about for this joyful season! It’s December and it’s Christmas! Then there’s also the New Year coming (well it would about to happen this midnight!) and the thoughts of New Year’s resolution and all. There would be lots and lots of things and happenings to write about. But I was too busy to spare a silent and thoughtful time and dissolve myself into writing.

I had – or rather, we (Y and M) had – come up a list for all of my (our) goals for the year 2012. Y and M insisted to have a hundred list of goals to accomplish for next year. But again I was too busy and a hundred is just too many to think about. I was being the realistic me again thinking that if ever I will think of something to accomplish just for a whole year, then it would be doable or achievable in just a year time. And doing a hundred is just too way too many. I was thinking a ten would do. But these friends of mine insisted so I deliberately think of a hundred things to do for the next year. Thank God, I reached seventy-five! Whew!

And one on the list is “at least one blog entry a month – there should never be a month emptied out of entries!” And I was referring to you Crayoned Thoughts. And so I was really having segments of thoughts about you being empty this December if I wouldn’t come up at least one entry. Although my goals are for 2012 and not for this year, still it would not be such a good thing to ponder about – that I aim to accomplish you not being empty and here I am just letting December breeze pass by. I was thinking one of my 2012 goals would have no real value at all and will be forfeited. Wooooosh… Spell cramming! Geesh.

So please pardon this un-colored blog entry right now, on this very 31st day of December, when at this midnight, 2012 will take its way to embrace us. Moving forth, I promise with all my might to spare a time with you.

Happy waiting for the New Year, Crayoned Thoughts! You have been so colorful this year! :))

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