I was told that a friend got attached on Christmas eve and images of Love Hina smacked me right across my face like a brick, bouncing my brain within my skull. In my near concussion state, so many other love stories flashes across my mind...

I suppose a lot of people are looking for a day to happen. And Christmas eve is a good day to make things happen. It is surprisingly that non-christians look to Christmas eve to set things off. It is amazing how that number on the calendar can hold so much meaning for people who hardly notices any other dates at all.

I suppose not many occasions hold a meaning for me anymore. Do not be mistaken though, I am relieved that we have holidays; I am glad that there are traditions, rituals and rites to mark the passing of our years and I am terribly grateful for the rest that we can get during those days.

But that is about it.

They hold no meaning aside from being rest days for me. I am not sure if this is what people call being jaded. I do not need a reason to party, I do not need an excuse to celebrate. I require no permission to be happy. And I make things happen when I feel like it.

It is just that my social calendar may not be in sync with others.