Another Day; Another Dollar

In the first day of 2006 I got up at 4 p.m. I had locked myself in from Xmas and did not go out till last night. And now I’m crashed!
Another year passed and I still live in uncertainty and frustration. None of my plans worked in the 2005 and all I achieved was failure. Let alone that now I have passed the scary age of thirty and that is depressing where contrary to my actual age I feel like a child, not knowing how to handle life. I’m certainly unsure. It frightens me when I see people who sound so confident on everything; they do not question or they pretend so or they hide it or whatever. But when one pretends confidence one can also wear the mask of happiness, can’t they?
I hate everything and that is promising: that way I might do something interesting and positive in this year out of anger, hatred, frustration, disappointment, pessimism, doubt, cynicism, distrust, skepticism, scorn, annoyance, irritation, disgust, detestation, distress, gloom and resentment …
Happy New Year!