Friday, December 28, 2007

2007. Year of the pig. 51st anniversary of Disneyland. Etcetera.

Sure, it affected each of us in its own little way. To some, it could just as well be just another year, and just as they counted the days towards the end of 2006, they'll be counting the days remaining in 2007, and subsequently, 2008. Well, as much as I'm Asian, and therefore like math (Sorry, I couldn't resist playing the stereotypical card), 2007 still meant something special. In this case, 'special' not as in the retarded, messed-up kind of way, but in the 'It changed me' (not necessarily better, but I would like to think so) kind of way.

2007 was a year of experience. Simply put, it was great, and not just because '7' is my favourite number. Of course, there were certainly times that just plainly, for the lack of a more suitable word and motivation to browse through my vocabulary bank at 4am, sucked (That just took my writing to a whole new level). But to no doubt, there were awesome times; I probably drank more alcohol than ever, no thanks to a sibling who became 'legal' this year.

However, it's not always about the booze. It's the places you've been, the people you've met - the when, where and who, the what and how. It's all these that make you look forward to the upcoming year. Similarly, you know it really was quite a delightful year because when you look back, you would say stuff like, "I'm glad I was there", or "I'm glad I met you".

Happy New Year in advance, boys and girls. Happy 2008.

Friday, December 7, 2007

Ambiguity. Isn't it a wonderful thing?

It begets hope, the optimistic expectation that things will turn out just as you desired. It tickles the imagination, launching the mind into a playground of phantasmagorical landscapes sculpted carefully and deliberately by fleeting emotions closely related to joy. The uncertainty unfastens the hook that holds you relentlessly to an often less-than-perfect reality, throwing you into a psychedelic kaldeiscope of merry colors and soft twinkling starlight.

Yes, it surely is wonderful.


(No, I'm not on drugs. I just like to think that I'm going to do really well for finals, without going through the ordeal of studying.)