It was inevitable.

Doomed love.

If I said it once, I’ve said it a million times. My life is nothing more than a series of bad decisions.

But that’s fate for you. I guess that’s why I’m destined for failure.

Why is it that the grass always seems greener on the other side. Especially when it comes to dating. If there’s nothing that pisses me off more, it’s my abilities to talk myself out of a relationship in search of something better. Something greater.

That my friends is the reason for this spontaneous post. For years I used this blog to write about how shitty my life was. How no matter what I did, I was bound to be alone. But then, something weird happened. Something unforeseen. I started feeling happy. And life, for a moment, seemed like it was going to be ok. As a result, I haven’t posted anything since November 1, 2006. Not bad if I do say so myself.

However, all good things must come to an end. And now, I’m back...with more tales of disappointment and melancholy than ever before.

Cheers everyone!

I’ve missed you.