Here's lookin' at you, kid.
So... out with the old, in with the new.
Yesterday I made a list of all the bad things I want to forget about my past, and specially about last year.
And I burned it.
I don't really believe in the segmentation of time as a dimension. I mean, just because the clock strikes midnight, it doesn't really mean a new day, a new week, a new month... or even a new year has arrived. Time is everflowing.
But of course, that doesn't mean New Year's Eve is not a convenient time to make plans and cleanse our souls.
And it felt good writing all those things down and burning the list. It felt REALLY good.
And today, as I heard the rain falling down, the first rain of the new year, I felt at peace, for I imagined the rain washing off all the doubts, the sadness, the negativism of the past year.
So it is only fitting that I make a new list today, the first day of the year, about the good things I want to have this year, about my plans, about my dreams... in no particular order.
Finish my degree, long overdue.
Take care of my physical health.
Take care of my *mental* health, can't have one without the other.
Scope out opportunities for post-graduate studies overseas, long overdue, too.
Finish French language courses? (optional)
That much discussed trip to NYC... *sigh*
Fix my car, finally :| or get a new one. Ha!
Scope out opportunities for new, better paid, jobs.
Move out of this apartment. Lots of reasons to stay, but lots more reasons to move out.
Spring cleaning. Err... summer cleaning, actually = a patio sale, donating things to charity, or at least throw a LOT of stuff out.
Finish paying all my debts so I can sleep better at night.
Save money. Conserve energy. Use water wisely, etc.
(OMG. I sound like a grown-up.)
Take writing seriously. Or at least start.
Get a music thingie for my bedroom, so I can go to sleep to music...
Get a music thingie for my lame car :(
Laugh more.
Cry less.
READ more. Actually read that pile of books I've had since forever stacked up.
Read the damn comics.
Go out more.
Connect more with people.
Pray more. Now, I'm not going to say I'll go to church, because I don't really believe in organized religion, but I do believe in a Higher Power. And I know He or She is watching me right now :)
Have more fun!!!
Stop procrastinating so much.
Get a washing machine. AND a microwave oven. No point in not making life easier for myself.
Get a new wardrobe :P
Worry less about EVERYTHING. Stop worrying, period.
Ok, I'm going to sleep. About time already. The Nina Simone tracks have repeated about three times already on my playlist. Not that I mind...
C'est fini. Peut-être.
Happy New Year, baby.
~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~
Keeper of Secrets - Mascott || It's not a love song - Maria Taylor (of Azure Ray, she has my name! yay!) || My baby just cares for me - Nina Simone (I love this song) || Get Him Back - Fiona Apple || Portions for Foxes - Rilo Kiley || The Sick in the Head Song - Fiona Apple || Baby, it's cold outside - Ray Charles & Nina Simone || I really wanted you - Mascott || Just in Time - Nina Simone || Solitude - Billie Holiday
Yesterday I made a list of all the bad things I want to forget about my past, and specially about last year.
And I burned it.
I don't really believe in the segmentation of time as a dimension. I mean, just because the clock strikes midnight, it doesn't really mean a new day, a new week, a new month... or even a new year has arrived. Time is everflowing.
But of course, that doesn't mean New Year's Eve is not a convenient time to make plans and cleanse our souls.
And it felt good writing all those things down and burning the list. It felt REALLY good.
And today, as I heard the rain falling down, the first rain of the new year, I felt at peace, for I imagined the rain washing off all the doubts, the sadness, the negativism of the past year.
So it is only fitting that I make a new list today, the first day of the year, about the good things I want to have this year, about my plans, about my dreams... in no particular order.
Finish my degree, long overdue.
Take care of my physical health.
Take care of my *mental* health, can't have one without the other.
Scope out opportunities for post-graduate studies overseas, long overdue, too.
Finish French language courses? (optional)
That much discussed trip to NYC... *sigh*
Fix my car, finally :| or get a new one. Ha!
Scope out opportunities for new, better paid, jobs.
Move out of this apartment. Lots of reasons to stay, but lots more reasons to move out.
Spring cleaning. Err... summer cleaning, actually = a patio sale, donating things to charity, or at least throw a LOT of stuff out.
Finish paying all my debts so I can sleep better at night.
Save money. Conserve energy. Use water wisely, etc.
(OMG. I sound like a grown-up.)
Take writing seriously. Or at least start.
Get a music thingie for my bedroom, so I can go to sleep to music...
Get a music thingie for my lame car :(
Laugh more.
Cry less.
READ more. Actually read that pile of books I've had since forever stacked up.
Read the damn comics.
Go out more.
Connect more with people.
Pray more. Now, I'm not going to say I'll go to church, because I don't really believe in organized religion, but I do believe in a Higher Power. And I know He or She is watching me right now :)
Have more fun!!!
Stop procrastinating so much.
Get a washing machine. AND a microwave oven. No point in not making life easier for myself.
Get a new wardrobe :P
Worry less about EVERYTHING. Stop worrying, period.
Ok, I'm going to sleep. About time already. The Nina Simone tracks have repeated about three times already on my playlist. Not that I mind...
C'est fini. Peut-être.
Happy New Year, baby.
~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~~*~
Keeper of Secrets - Mascott || It's not a love song - Maria Taylor (of Azure Ray, she has my name! yay!) || My baby just cares for me - Nina Simone (I love this song) || Get Him Back - Fiona Apple || Portions for Foxes - Rilo Kiley || The Sick in the Head Song - Fiona Apple || Baby, it's cold outside - Ray Charles & Nina Simone || I really wanted you - Mascott || Just in Time - Nina Simone || Solitude - Billie Holiday