Thursday, 31 December 2009
Auld Lang Syne?
The end of a year is dawning upon the world. As per tradition, many are out celebrating the occasion. Some are at local eateries reminiscing about the year that has passed with their close friends, reliving the pleasant moments, laughing off past mistakes and hopefully discussing the future. Some choose a less thought provoking way of celebrating the coming of the new year. They rather knock back a couple to enjoy the sensation of alcohol rushing through their veins rather than pay attentions to the demons that have them all year round. Failures, guilt, addictions, lost and missed opportunities to name a few. Then there are those who seem to be blissfully (ignorant or otherwise) enjoying the moment as they probably have been for the past year; be it on the dance floor or park bench, moving to the beat or stumbling across town, in the companion of friends or strangers.
Also, there are a few others (like me) who are ushering in the coming of 2010 in their own homes.
To be frank, I did not know how I came about to writing about this post. If I were to guess, it might have something to do with the abundance of 2009 sum-up’s that I have stumbled upon to for the past few days. Everyone seems to have something to say about anything or everything about the happenings of this year. From personal matters to music, movies, society, economics, politics, global affairs, and, a guilty pleasure of the writer, celebrities, there are countdowns (and up’s) of the best, the worst, and the plain crazies. As for me, I choose to keep my thoughts and opinions on most matters private unless specifically asked for I find it often a point of conflict if not with person A, then with person B (and also, I have the lazy tendency to differ my writing assignments… I believe they call it procrastination or creative-stewing). However, here’s something I am willing to share: a little piece of me throughout this year.
2009 has been, for me, a year of change to start with. A change of continent, a change of climate, a change of living arrangements (honestly, more of a giant step BACKWARDS), a change of language (at least accent-wise), a change of social environment. Compared to the person who sat at this very blue swirling chair, facing this very cappuccino-coloured desk and, grey and black laptop at the beginning of this year, I have changed and yet, I have not. Rather I feel that the circumstances surrounding my life has changed drastically whereas the person has grown, albeit slightly but still grown nonetheless, more matured, quiet and introverted. (who knew that was still a possibility? School of mimetics, here I come! That’s in Paris, no?)
The first year abroad has made me more self-dependent (again… soon I’d be able to operate without even me), gave me more time for my inner monologue than I care for, and stuck me with a babysitter old aunt with no blood connection with me (and her stinky niece, but I’m not judging). The year with prospects of new beginnings failed to be due to unresolved feelings and issues, homesickness, inertia to staying with the familiar, missed opportunities, fear, cowardice and plenty of other factors I am a little too sleepy to degrade myself with at the moment. Hence, it turned out to be a long drag of continual studying (in order to salvage what was left to be done) with has turned my brain to a near-mush consistency. I think my writing skills have severely deteriorated because of that (or not) as well as everything I have written of late do not seem in any way as excellently written as old. May be that has something to do with a lack of passion as well… Another one to chalk up then…
So, here’s waving goodbye and good riddance to the past 12 months wasted and hoping for a better beginning this time around. Before I sign off, I shall leave you guys with my list of new year’s resolution (of which I shall not have kept or even remembered most of it by tomorrow).
With my 10 resolutions for 2010, I wish my dear readers
Cheers.
Currently listening to : Lenka - Skipalong//Corinne Bailey Rae - Venus as a Boy
Also, there are a few others (like me) who are ushering in the coming of 2010 in their own homes.
To be frank, I did not know how I came about to writing about this post. If I were to guess, it might have something to do with the abundance of 2009 sum-up’s that I have stumbled upon to for the past few days. Everyone seems to have something to say about anything or everything about the happenings of this year. From personal matters to music, movies, society, economics, politics, global affairs, and, a guilty pleasure of the writer, celebrities, there are countdowns (and up’s) of the best, the worst, and the plain crazies. As for me, I choose to keep my thoughts and opinions on most matters private unless specifically asked for I find it often a point of conflict if not with person A, then with person B (and also, I have the lazy tendency to differ my writing assignments… I believe they call it procrastination or creative-stewing). However, here’s something I am willing to share: a little piece of me throughout this year.
2009 has been, for me, a year of change to start with. A change of continent, a change of climate, a change of living arrangements (honestly, more of a giant step BACKWARDS), a change of language (at least accent-wise), a change of social environment. Compared to the person who sat at this very blue swirling chair, facing this very cappuccino-coloured desk and, grey and black laptop at the beginning of this year, I have changed and yet, I have not. Rather I feel that the circumstances surrounding my life has changed drastically whereas the person has grown, albeit slightly but still grown nonetheless, more matured, quiet and introverted. (who knew that was still a possibility? School of mimetics, here I come! That’s in Paris, no?)
The first year abroad has made me more self-dependent (again… soon I’d be able to operate without even me), gave me more time for my inner monologue than I care for, and stuck me with a babysitter old aunt with no blood connection with me (and her stinky niece, but I’m not judging). The year with prospects of new beginnings failed to be due to unresolved feelings and issues, homesickness, inertia to staying with the familiar, missed opportunities, fear, cowardice and plenty of other factors I am a little too sleepy to degrade myself with at the moment. Hence, it turned out to be a long drag of continual studying (in order to salvage what was left to be done) with has turned my brain to a near-mush consistency. I think my writing skills have severely deteriorated because of that (or not) as well as everything I have written of late do not seem in any way as excellently written as old. May be that has something to do with a lack of passion as well… Another one to chalk up then…
So, here’s waving goodbye and good riddance to the past 12 months wasted and hoping for a better beginning this time around. Before I sign off, I shall leave you guys with my list of new year’s resolution (of which I shall not have kept or even remembered most of it by tomorrow).
- Get part-time job.
- Improve living situation as best as possible.
- Maintain grades.
- Live a little (for that’s all I foresee I will be able to spare if I keep all the above).
- Write better! (May be the resolution itself will help it, as if)
- Obtain new friends worth having.
- Work out a little courage.
- Just plain work out.
- Be more proactive and enthusiastic in my course to help with further studies prospects.
- Look out for Mr. Cupid (to tell him if he had any odd arrows to shove it up his own).
With my 10 resolutions for 2010, I wish my dear readers
Happy New Year!
May 2010 be all that you wish it to be, and more =)
May 2010 be all that you wish it to be, and more =)
Cheers.
Currently listening to : Lenka - Skipalong//Corinne Bailey Rae - Venus as a Boy
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