2004 was better than 2005.
I managed malaria, was bedridden for over six months, had no job (almost lost the hope of getting one), and was strikingly boycotted by the whole known world. I was alone, helpless, unbeloved.
and it's 2004 I'm talking about. So you can guess how this freaking 2005 was for me.
Anyway, all I can do is to hope for a better year. 2006 should be an year of Sob Peyechhi for me. Nope, it must be!
Stay cool people. May 2006 keep you swinging.
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