Maybe not.

Thinking about it, I do want to slow dance with someone. But the fact that the Yule Ball is so expensive and I won't be able to find a romantic date on time makes me think that maybe the whole thing is not a good idea. One of the things I've learned during Hermit Mode is that you never really get what you want and that's a good thing because it continues to teach us the lesson of humility. If things never went bad, I would be an airhead and I would have never learned who my true friends are. I would have still worshiped her and would have never given a single thought about him. Now, I know better.

I think I'll be spending Saturday shopping for Christmas gifts. This year, I'll be doing it alone simply because I want it to be a more personal experience. Hopefully, I'll be able to pick the perfect gift for everyone. :)

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It's getting colder outside,

Someone Anxious

A Pat on the Back (Getting over hermit mode).

Okay, so I got through the whole hermit mode month and now it's time to live it up high again and experience life to the fullest again. Thinking about it now, I realized that it wasn't much of a hermit mode. I was able to do a lot of things and experience a lot of firsts... First time to go to Cebu, first work related trip, first time to see this, fist time to that... I think, overall, my November wasn't bad at all and I feel, honestly, blessed that I had a great month.

Every time I think about doing things, I always remember this interview with Carrie Fisher where she was explaining how she does things and that's to death or not at all. I think I'm ready to live life vigorously again and today was a great way to start. Met up with Holly after her "date" with Bob and we were able to talk and catch up. It was a bit hard for me to really focus though because I was hit with a bad case of the blues.

Holly tried cheering me up by reminding me that the Yule Ball (yes, her friends are actually organizing a Yule Ball and she told me to come along) was coming up and I realized that I didn't even have a date to the event... well, I wasn't even sure of going (simply because he will be there) and the last thing I want to be on a Saturday night would be a wallflower. Thus, I am off on a quest to find a date in five days.

A date. Never really thought I'd be thinking about that. For the past year or so, I've been leaning towards the anti-cuddle type with only bouts of cuddle phases during my period. This time around, I think the blues really hit me hard and with everyone having someone this Christmas, I can't help but feel more alone than ever.

So, operation Yule Ball is now a go and I'm to find a date in five days or else I will be going as a wallflower (or with my cousin who will only talk about my weight and not really how he hates my mother to death).  Yup! Let's get this on.

Pumped up,
Someone Anxious