The year 2008, I had everything. I achieved everything I wanted, including finding love, getting into the deans list, getting new jeans I absolutely love, plenty of new books and my beloved Alice, my pink iPod which is able to predict the future. But then I loss love, and I loss myself along the way too.

I was home sick even before my family dropped me off and went home. I ached and yearned to be happy and alright again. I don’t think I’ve ever been on this all time low before in my entire life and no matter how much new clothes and new shoes or new gadgets I get, it won’t be able to replace this feeling in me. The feeling of losing myself. 

 I guess I wanted to believe that it’ll be a better semester, better year. I started off my year staring at something that I can’t have anymore and trying inescapably to not cry. Somewhere off in the distance of my thoughts, I had my friends on my mind, wondering if they’re starting off the year better than I was.

And what I learned as a summary of 2008, is that I’d rather have myself than all these material things trying to cover up for what I lost.

So my new resolution is to find myself, a new better me, a place among these new hot stuff, find my strut and walk the walk again. Happy new years everyone.