Greetings, to the participants of the last day of 2013.
There you go, another year about to disappear into the winter sky and here I am, with my annual musings on the 365th day of the year.
And as usual, I'm frozen because I have nothing to write. That doesn't suspend the countless ups and downs that '13 went down with; it's my annual incapability to recall the year. All I can recall is a feeling. And it was perhaps.. not the most shiny year. But then again, my years have the principle of bipolarity that has to always be maintained. Thus, some the worst things along with the absolute best happened.
Although I'm usually swamped by a feeling of sadness when I end the year, this year however, I cannot wait for 2014 to get here already. And for the first time, I've decided on resolutions and I'm counting on my over competitive drive to maintain them. (and kill me, eventually.)
The first one being, I've decided to write every day. Yes. Every single day. Even if it means 5 lines, so be it. But my black diary must be filled up by this date next year. I have realized that my horrible accounts of procrastination have made me regret the unproductive result of this year, and not having purpose is physically painful for me.
The second one being, to quit being the strangely reserved person that I've somehow managed to become over the past year. The reason for which being inexplicable. I have realized that I've surrendered to a nutshell as far as being thoroughly vocal about perhaps my feelings about the closest people in my life (which is ridiculous because that wasn't a practice I would ever consider in general.) And so, begins my resolution to start being a careless person again. I thoroughly miss it. I miss being absolutely maddening a person.
So there. I don't have much to say this year. I don't want to play around with emotional metaphors and similes, this new year post. I'd just like to take your leave now by wishing you a very happy new year. Tomorrow is a blank box with a teeny number on it, in the calender- do it right. :)
Much love and may y'all stay blessed.
-Nil. (:
P.S- and yes I want a cat. I REALLY WANT A CAT. 2014 ARE YOU LISTENING? or mom ?
There you go, another year about to disappear into the winter sky and here I am, with my annual musings on the 365th day of the year.
And as usual, I'm frozen because I have nothing to write. That doesn't suspend the countless ups and downs that '13 went down with; it's my annual incapability to recall the year. All I can recall is a feeling. And it was perhaps.. not the most shiny year. But then again, my years have the principle of bipolarity that has to always be maintained. Thus, some the worst things along with the absolute best happened.
Although I'm usually swamped by a feeling of sadness when I end the year, this year however, I cannot wait for 2014 to get here already. And for the first time, I've decided on resolutions and I'm counting on my over competitive drive to maintain them. (
The first one being, I've decided to write every day. Yes. Every single day. Even if it means 5 lines, so be it. But my black diary must be filled up by this date next year. I have realized that my horrible accounts of procrastination have made me regret the unproductive result of this year, and not having purpose is physically painful for me.
The second one being, to quit being the strangely reserved person that I've somehow managed to become over the past year. The reason for which being inexplicable. I have realized that I've surrendered to a nutshell as far as being thoroughly vocal about perhaps my feelings about the closest people in my life (which is ridiculous because that wasn't a practice I would ever consider in general.) And so, begins my resolution to start being a careless person again. I thoroughly miss it. I miss being absolutely maddening a person.
So there. I don't have much to say this year. I don't want to play around with emotional metaphors and similes, this new year post. I'd just like to take your leave now by wishing you a very happy new year. Tomorrow is a blank box with a teeny number on it, in the calender- do it right. :)
Much love and may y'all stay blessed.
-Nil. (:
P.S- and yes I want a cat. I REALLY WANT A CAT. 2014 ARE YOU LISTENING? or mom ?
get a cat and you will get even more reserved. :)
ReplyDeleteps: if on your own accordance, you have become something, why change it?
A little grudgingly, but I'd admit nevertheless; a state of mind makes everything possible.
DeleteA very happy new year dear!! yea get a cat and do keep writing!!! have a great year ahead!
ReplyDeleteA very happy new year to you, too!
DeleteResolutions R US.But we try.
ReplyDeleteAnd I hope you do well.Especially with the writing part.
Here's to an absolutely wonderful new year and may that coveted kitty be yours!
<3
We try, yes.
DeleteThank you, muchos. Have a gorgeous year ahead. :)
Being more careless sounds like a wonderful idea. I think I might try to do that myself for 2014.
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Thank you! Yes, you must. :)
DeleteHAHAHA, I hope Mom gets you a cat... and happy new year :)
ReplyDeleteHaha, that's never happening. -.- And to you, too!
DeleteNil! Nil! Nil!
ReplyDeleteSo Long!
Hope you're doing good.
And about the cat... Can get you one. :)
Hey Omi :)
DeleteYes, I'm perfect. I hope you're just as well. Haha, how wishful I am, I tell ya.
Hey Nil, nice read but just out of curiosity; 'writing every day' why to make it a mandate! To write is more like to smile, you smile when you have reasons.
ReplyDeleteAnd about being reserved person, its good to be the reserved one, but 'strangely' reserved is not so cool..
Anyways wish you luck with your resolutions :)
I do very well agree with what you said, yes. But you see, for a ridiculous procrastinator like myself, ideas aren't the problem. Laziness is. :)
DeleteA cat? :/
ReplyDeleteCats are for lonely, old, miserable and intolerable women.
You're not either of that.