And so it begins...Considering my awfully horrible memory, I've decided that it was best to write things down so I didn't forget. Well, I guess in truth I'm typing things out... but hey, who really cares?
They say it's bad to keep things "bottled up." I guess that saying is intended for the emotional. But in my case, I think the statement is more on the lines of... the bad that comes from a mind overflowing with different thoughts.
I guess I could say that my current depression could be attributed to the many unexplained, opaque mind ramblings I've had over the past two weeks. As if, there's just too much to think about that my mind's completely blank now.
It's like there's a balance... between positive and negative thoughts in my head. It's all just cancelled out into nihility.
So the real question regards to my spontaneous and unexplanable state... roots, connections... why?
Could be just the weather. Could be that it's been so hectic this season that I've thought about nothing that I've wanted to think about. Could be that school's starting soon. Could be the extreme laziness that has made my shell its home for the holidays. All these seem pretty reasonable. But I still can't point my finger to the right one.
Maybe I missed something. I mean, this isn't the first time that this happened to me. Maybe I'm bipolar or something. Whatever.
The truth is, I'm getting really depressed trying to figure this all out. I guess all I can really do is wait until the real world comes back to occupy me with useless crap, so that I'd be way to busy to enter this state.
But for the time being, I'll need a television set and chocolate to help me cope. Stat.
Nostalgia, by definition, is a deep, two-edged longing for things of the past. In my perspective, it's like one of those moments where you look out the window and think about the wonderful events of before... and then you literally sigh out loud. 
But anyways, lately I've been wanting to rewind the clock and live in the moments. Renew the euphoria, the ecstacy of my past. I mean, don't get me mistaken, I'm contented with my current life. But I do miss the priceless "Mastercard" days, where material goods weren't of much importance.
But looking at this at another perspective. My life's not over. I know that the events from my past won't be replicated exactly, but I do know that the happiness stored in those memories will. So I guess I'm partially hypocritical for saying I don't believe in closure, as this is practically closure in the form of words.
So maybe I didn't mention before, but I'm actually quite the television series junkie. Yeah, practically my whole Christmas break was spent sitting infront of the big screen, popping in DVD's of various television series into the player, while munching on some sort fattening snack. Eh, who cares, I have a good metabolism. Did I just get off track? 
At first, I was reluctant to watch the show, but as I engulfed myself in the episode, I became hooked. And hey, don't be mistaken... Veronica Mars is very interesting. Detective work, high school crimes, town mystery... the works. But back on point.
"Cancelled" was the status of the fourth season. And I guess it bummed me out, but not as much as I thought it would.
Ah, academia. The bringer of stress, stubborness, and sleepy eyes. What does one need to battle this seasoned demon? Caffeine and Red Bull.
This is easy. Let's evaluate: I've been getting pretty good marks, averages considered enriched material. I'm good in class and I always finish my homework. I'm punctual with assignments and work hard in group projects. I also tend to get really bored in academic classes, which is a sign that I need to be challenged.
That's not the only thing. When we get back to school, we have exams. So even if i finish this assignment, us enriched kids have to study extra hard for those midterm exams. Hello, late nights and study sheets. It's been a while.
Two more days until the end of the world. Well, that's practically what it seems like, with the arrival of school and all. No more late nights and late mornings. No more spending countless hours on the computer, or watching television for the whole day, or burning the midnight oil playing video games. So in general, goodbye lifelessness and hello reality.
Okay there. That's all I'm going to spend venting about the end of Christmas break. I'm not going to spend another one of these things writing about how stupid school is and how much I want to just stay home forever. Instead, I'm going to spend my meaningless minutes on this site talking about my meaningful break.
Then came Christmas Eve. Half the day we spent cleaning and preparing for the big night. We were hosting a Christmas party and family was coming over. It was a pretty swell party - lots of food, carolling, exchanging presents - your basic Christmas. 
It was at 4:00 a.m that the Christmas magic started to really kick in. We took family pictures by the tree before handing out the presents we bought for each other. Opening the present my parents got me, I almost fainted. There it was, a brand new Playstation 3 complete with a game, a Blu-Ray movie and controllers. Good enough to start me off!
Then came New Years. My mom bought another ice cream cake. The second one in two weeks. It was crazy, lots of food, picture taking... another Kodak moment.
Mix it all together and you've got two weeks in the life of Mr. Basa. A bittersweet fusion of excitement and utter dullness.