A well dressed mess

Strawberry fields forever

20:08

Being sixteen, I've come to see that I've somehow grown out of the annual partying. The whole night we were in our hideout away from the drunken mob that was crooning to oldies and all that jazz. Instead, in the secret room, we held a teddy bear introductory session (each one of the hundreds has a name!), a catch-up talk while labelling ourselves highly anti-social- all at the same time. Then we talked about Singapore's dumb fads and obsessions and becoming vagabonds? Zomg and 8-11 year old boys were speaking awful lines like 'Suck my sexy dick'. Hello, do you see how corrupted young minds are these days? Sheesh. Anyway, despite missing out on all the outside action, we still did some partying with our supplies 15 minutes before countdown : ) Oh yes, food was amazing.

The past year screamed monster Os, spoke of severing of ties with Netball altogether, goodbye to IJ (but never the friends made) and now it's all over. I can hardly believe the filmstrip of 2007 has run out so quick. Short and sweet I must say. It has been a year of memories, some traumatic but many happy thoughts brought about by all there is. I loved it, & if any one of you had been missing, it wouldn't have been the same. Thank you everyone from last year, you are beautiful.

Stepping into the new year, I hope everyone gets another pretty filmstrip of theirs to safekeep 365 days from now. Speaking of which, in 2008,

I resolve not to trash my resolutions for once (this is a fixed one that I always stash)

I resolve to see everything in a happy light as much as possible

I resolve to make a difference

I resolve to work as hard as I play

I resolve to save my cash and quit shopping so much

I resolve to seriously, seriously, do something about the perpetual mess

I resolve to stop making people wait

& Lastly, I resolve to be a better person

Happy New Year