Monday, January 15, 2007

i posted a note a few minutes ago and i decided to take it down because it wasn't a good post and it doesn't matter anymore...

Monday, January 01, 2007

HNY.

I've heard it said that what you do on the first day of the year you end up doing for the rest of the year. If this were true, what would I end up doing then for the rest of 2007?

a. Working.
b. Smoking.
c. Feeling sentimental.
d. All of the above.

Anyway... I look back at 2006 and realize that it had been a good year. It was a time for self-discovery --- I've learned to realize what I want and what I need, and finding the balance in between. It was also a year of independence --- living away from family and this is a real feat for someone who gets really emo when abroad, away from the security of home. Friends used to joke that living independently is practice for living in with a partner, a husband, more appropriately. It was said that to live away from home is training one's parents that one day, you will not go home. I don't know about this. I just know that it's nice to be living a few steps away from your office that you don't get stuck in traffic and burn lots of expensive gas. And it's nice that you don't have to worry about getting home safely when you've had a little too much to drink (which is not very often, so don't scold me), or when you enjoy an all-nighter that ends with breakfast.

I'll be moving to a different building soon, still near but nicer, I think. I saw this unit a year ago but at that time I had already gotten the one I'm currently renting. I hope to move by mid-January and I look forward to having a window and a view of the sunrise while I sip my coffee. Can't wait.

Another thing, irrelevant though: I have rashes that Claritin won't cure. I've been taking Claritin for 3 days and the rashes won't go away. Where did I get the rashes from? A wonderfully cooked black pepper crab that my friend generously ordered and paid for which I ate all by myself. I was asked, "Was the crab worth it?" At that time, yes. Now, not really. I'm itching here and there and it sucks.

It's now seven and I don't want to be here anymore. I'll bring work home. More tomorrow.

Happy new year.