A Different Year

Somehow this year is a little different from the past years, I do not know the full reason why, but I guess Mamma Mia, Meryl Streep and Christine Baranski, plus my generally depressing fate played a part.

I feel a little more motivated to do something with my life from now on.

My results made me rather happy, I am easily satisfied. I hope this carries on and push me to second upper honours.

I went for a rebond, something I had wanted to do before the end of this year, and I did. The reason why I wanted to do it before the year ends is now no longer valid, but I still feel happy with myself for that decision, although it left me broke and insecured for some time.

I begin to appreciate my friendship with people more, because at the end of the day, only I know who I can count on in times of need. Some friends can be wonderful creatures when you're together, but they do fade away due to time and distance, and there's nothing any of us can do about it.

On one hand I hope I find a Cybill to my Maryann, on the other I know it's almost impossible. I hope I can be happy alone, I think I can be happy alone without feeling lonely.

I aim to go for summer school next year, I think I need the experience. No longer a freshman, don't feel I belonged to NUS either. I want to get away, I hope I can go somewhere.

I want to be better to myself. Sometimes you just need to be selfish, even to those dearest to you. I want to be less insecured, this is really my greatest weakness.

I want to send in a secret.

Life's still good.