A little before the new year started, I created a list of things I want to do in life. You know, those things you want to do, think of starting to do, decide you'll start next week, and finally... give up even before you start.
Right under becoming a famous photographer, making a difference and being financially independent lays... starting a journal. A journal to express the million thoughts that run through my head throughout the day, and maybe reflect on the few interesting events I get to go through every blue moon.
Having so many things to think about, I thought that it would be an easy thing to do. After staring blankly at the screen for few hours in a failed attempt to write, I learned that turning thoughts into words is not an easy thing to do. Not for me anyway.
Verbalization is something I've yet got to learn.
Here we are again. A new year. A new blog. A whole new flood of emotions poured into cyberspace.
Poor cyberspace... I really feel you.
I don't understand the fuss about a new year starting. Everyone is a all jolly and happy.. but is it because they're happy a new year is starting? I don't think so.
Reasons might include:
- Presents. That's always nice.
- Legitimate reason to eat all you want, gain weight, get wasted everyday. Guilt free and with no judgments.. it's the holidays!
- Despite all the hell you've been through all year long. All the corruption going on in the world. All the things Britney, Paris, Nicole and Lindsay did... that you were forced to know about. You managed to stay alive. I say that is something to be happy about.
A holiday MUST question is: What is your new year's resolution?
I still have '05's resolutions on the list, thank you. You might want to check back with me next year.
Seriously.. I am feeling the pressure of the new year. Even though no one is pressuring me. The voices in my head are more than enough, I suppose.
The new year starts... you are full of hope and ambitions. You promise yourself you're going to do better, you'll get more done, you'll be a better person, and everything will be great. 12 months later, things are either the same, or worse.
I do sense how cynical I am being towards 2008. But 2007 hasn't been the nicest to me. Actually it hasn't been good at all. People died.. few were born.. took a long roller coaster ride with friends and family.. wasn't pleasant at all.
'07 and I had our moments, I am not going to deny that. But, those moments were short and sweet while they lasted. Then I was left with enough emotional wreck to destroy the little sweet memories I ever had.
A little hope in me remains.. that this year can only be better. Despite everything bad, I still have many irreplaceable things that I am thankful for: family and health included. So I might as well focus my energy on the good things and hope for the best.
Happy new year.
Been busy reading tons of fanfic lately, need to catch up on my hardcopy books.
So much Dexter love!!!!!!!!
#5, 7, & 8 are signed :)
I've decided that Manhattan is very bad for my book buying budget. Between the Borders at Madison Square Garden and Midtown Comics, I end up spending a small fortune when I am in the city.
Borders tends to be the worst culprit. It's right next to Penn Station, and I have a habit of arriving in town a while before everyone else. How could a book addict pass up the temptation that is two floors of wonderful books? It's almost become routine: Get off the train, text everyone to let them know I am in town and will be in Borders, go next door and spend a while browsing the Sci-Fi/Fantasy section downstairs, then head upstairs to the Young Adult section. If I'm there early enough, I'll have breakfast in the coffee shop upstairs while I read my purchases. I can almost never walk out of there without buying something. (Today doesn't count, since although I walked out without any purchases when I arrived in the city, I stopped back in before catching the train home to buy some that had caught my eye earlier)
Midtown Comics is almost as bad, but thankfully I don't end up there as often as Borders. Most of the time I'm just grabbing a comic, but today was an exception. I went in just to get the new Supernatural Origins comic, and ended up snagging the next four books in the Lucifer series. Bonus: several of them are signed copies, woot!
I now need to hold off on my hideously large Amazon shopping list for a while to let my bank account recover from today's spree.
