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Goodbye 2007

It's the end of the year and I'm filled with weird emotions. I don't know whether I'm happy or sad and worst of all, a little bit afraid of what the New Year brings with it- The end of college life, results, my future, to study further or no? All possibly life-changing decisions and I have no idea what to decide or even how to go about deciding.

2007 has been a good idea. I don't remember quite a lot of it but I don't think anything really bad happened. All in all, it was a good year. Some good moments, some bad. Beauty, hope, love and trust and plain old fun. They triumphed over hate, ugliness, distrust and boredom.

And now 2008 is here. A New Year. Time to start afresh. Make new beginnings and approach a new year with new resolve, hope and determination. I have made a few resolutions for the New Year. None unrealistic. None unachievable. I have made a few predictable ones though.

1) I will try to lose more weight. (Come on, that had to be on the list.)

2) Don't be such a push-over.

3) Don't take shit from anyone.

4) Give more of myself and of my time.

5) Read more

6) Get out of my comfort zone.

7) Make much more of an effort to have conversations with people I meet.

8) Stand up for my friends and what I believe in

9) Study! Study Study!

10) Shed all inhibitions. ( With limitations of course, I do NOT want my parents to disown me.)

And I want 2008 to be even better than 2007 was. With new friends and new experiences. Much more joy, hope, happiness, beauty, love.

I want to live 2008 as fully as I lived 2007.

But no matter what happens, the hope of a better tommorow will carry me ahead.


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