Friday, July 2, 2010

22- The Final Minutes


11.44pm June 24, 2010
I like traditions, unless they are wrong, or I disagree with them. But if it’s a tradition I created for myself, obviously, I’m okay with it. And I like to do it. I’m sentimental like that. Every year, the night before my birthday, I write in my journal about the year that has passed, and sometimes what I want the next year of my life to hold. I left my journal at college this year, so a blog entry it shall become.
Where to start… hmm… Since my last birthday, I’ve finally gotten over my ex-bf. Became ‘friends’ with him again, so that’s nice. I’ve learnt a lot about myself, about what I want, what I value, who I am. I realized that I had become too serious, and have started to learn to joke and make my life more enjoyable again. I’ve forced myself to be more outgoing, and focused a lot more on my science studies. Pulled an 83.3% (yes, I cannot round down to 83%) in my last Biochemistry test (exam results still pending) which is a HUGE improvement.
I would normally write more, but I’m almost out of time, and my brother (who is an amazing genius, who I am so proud of!) is sitting next to me so I don’t feel like I can delve into my issues and feelings. Ha-ha.
What do I want for the next year of my life.
a)      I want to depend on God, and stay close to him, especially when things are going good. I always come running back, when my heart gets broken, or I get stressed or I’ve just stuffed up my life again. And he takes me back. But I don’t want to leave his arms anymore.
b)      I want to focus on my health. I want to eat and exercise in a way that will help me to live as long and healthfully as possible.
c)       I want to focus on my studies and stop wasting time on things that don’t matter.
d)      I want to be selfless, and live my life in a way that is pleasing to God.
So that’s a very brief summary of my life this past year, and my aims and hopes for the future. Thanks to all of you for being a part of my life.
It’s now  11.59pm and I’m done, just in time.

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