2002 is drawing to a close and just let me reiterate: where did it all go? One moment it's April, and I've just broken my leg; then in August I recover and return to work, which then flashes by in a mad rush. Now, the year's almost over.
The new year changeover has always meant quite a lot to me. I guess I place too much significance onto it, trying to sum up the year's experiences and memories into an easily-digestible chunk, which never manages to sound right and doesn't do it justice. I both love and hate transitions - it all depends on what I'm leaving behind, and what I'm leaping, inevitably, into. It's how one views it, I guess, and as usual, I'm the one to read too much into things, to overthink it. Too much imagination.
This will be my first New Year Changeover (I don't like the word 'celebration', because that makes things too Hallmark-y) spent in Singapore in 4 years. It may well turn out to be the quietest one too (no wait, that would be Vancouver 1998, when J drank too much and fell asleep, and we didn't go out to town like we were planning to. I spent the 'Changeover Moment' writing in my diary. Heh heh.) since we have no real plans except to drive around and see what happens.
New Year Resolutions (as if...)
- to be more frugal and to resist retail therapy temptations
- to be healthier and exercise more
- to show my family how much I appreciate them
- to learn to 'let go' and make genuine efforts at being conciliatory especially re: S and Earnest
- to read more and to look deeper into things - I feel I've been very, very lazy this year, and I need to shake things up
I don't have quite as much to say as I thought I would. Perhaps everyone else is right, and the New Year is just another day, like every other. Nonetheless, Happy New Year (Changeover) people!
Looking Back on 2002: Random Memories Wrap-Up
a diamond on a Kiwi hilltop - playing house in Loyang - break a leg! put the metal to the pedal! - the strangeness of anaesthesia - housebound on crutches I discover TV and trashy magazines - 3 days and nights of waiting... to become a homeowner - work is a crazy whirlwind, swimming against the current - I hate my boss and her evil sidekick - my friends at work all leave one by one - Sex and the City rocks! - proofreading for money - learning to walk again is an unforgettable task - we get our third pair of gerbils - S and I have a crisis - The Gallery Hotel becomes our quickie getaway of choice - friends return from abroad and create ripples - I meet New Best Friend and she is a younger carbon copy of myself - Digicam splurge and no regrets! - J and I go through a surreal time-warp: now we own a flat and have to get legally married! Aargh! - fun Down Under; I love being free - getting a new job; life takes another turn - furnishing and decorating an apartment is an exhausting but immensely fun task - learning about wine is a lifelong affair - J and I hit the 4 year mark, and it feels great! - realising that you're 'growing up' is a constant surprise