New Year's Resolution 2015

Okay it's been a whole year since I recapped on my new year's resolution. This has become all too routine for me; a mundane task I once was so excited to do. Not anymore though. Over the years I have been so jaded with everything that's happening around me that I feel like I do things just to go through the motions. Here we go:

• study harder and maintain my Dean's list!!! 

So far so good. I've been on the Deans list for all my semesters in uni, albeit slipping a little from the GPA I used to get. But hey in my defense it gets progressively harder therefore making keeping up so much harder as well. Let's see how I will do for my 5th semester.

• do my squats

I'm really proud of myself because I've actually been working out/ exercising since September. I hit the gym for two solid months before workload got the best of me and my gym buddy and then the weather too. So now I mostly do running. And I unlocked an achievement I never thought was possible in my lifetime - running 5k in less than an hour. Thank you ZombiesRun!

• be a better driver 

Well I drive significantly better compared with when I first started, although according to a specific person that I chauffeured for 3 days I drive like I'm trying to commit a homicide so there you go. Driving manual is not a joke because I don't have the best hand-leg coordination, so this is an area that I can work on. Oh yeah I have horrible distance perception too. 

• blog more 

Yep. I wanted to make blogging a monthly affair but I forget every time. But when I do remember to do so, I do it. I wanted to have at least 12 blog posts a year but it didn't happen. Oh well, we still have next year (which is literally less than one hour from now).

• better a better human in general

I can't really say that I have been a better person, but I can say that I've definitely changed. I handle situations with a slightly more mature mindset these days. I still get angry and have my anger and emotional bursts, but they're much better now although I just got off the phone screaming to my mother about something really frustrating. Sorry. 

And there you have it. My annual resolutions list. I'll have to come up with a new list tomorrow, just like I did all these years when I started this tradition in '09 (or was it '10?).

Goodbye 2015. You've been an exciting ride. You gave me sadness, but also happiness to counteract with the sadness. Some people left, but some came, not to replace those who left but to bring joy and happiness and excitement. To a better year ahead. 2016, bring it on!

Je Me Suis Un Joyeux Noel Peu

Well, seeing everyone around me so happy on such a beautiful Christmas day makes me all warm inside my heart too. It sucks to be away from home three Christmases in a row, but there's nothing I can do about it. I know that in the future, there will be even more Christmases away from home and it's gonna be inevitable. Maybe I'll build a home away from home someday on my own, too. 

I am also well aware of the fact that I will miss this study life when I'm no longer a student. Reality isn't too far away from me, because right now I'm already halfway through with my final year and in 6 more months, I will be done. I will graduate before I even finish writing this blog post, that's how fast time zooms past me. Like, you know how time is relative? In Interstellar, there were two scenes that made me gasp for air. The first scene was when they arrived on Miller's planet and found that the astronaut before them crashed only minuted before their arrival, although she left for the mission years ago. The second scene was the scene where they returned from Miller's planet back to their ship, and found that Romilly was 24 years older in the span of the few hours that they were on Miller's planet. I kid you not when I say I damn near had a panic attack watching this movie, because it describes my anxiety down to the last dot. Time is relative. To me, time moves really fast but to you, maybe time is extremely slow. This is why I worry. I worry about growing old.  I worry about people around me dying. I worry about death.

In exactly one month minus one day, I will turn 23. I don't really know how to feel about it. Each birthday passes by and I feel like I am the same like the years before, but when I look back on the big picture, I've actually turned into a different person. That's good, I guess. At least there's progress.