Rejoice People for We've Survived Yet Another Year

Read with caution: Bountiful cliches ahead. Curse whenever you spot one. 

It's the end of another (amazing?) year and the dawn of yet another (fabulous?) one. As someone reads this, I bet on my future Coach handbag that someone will explode with annoyance, intend to smack my moronic head, perhaps screaming to my face, "For a millionth and last time, it is a known fact, you do not have to write that in every single new year's articles!"


My, I'm still condoning the self-abusing activity. Oh well. Let's not digress and get back to the main point, which is....yes! 

New Year's Resolutions

 (roughly translates to: A list of not doing the guilty habitual activities that you can't refrain from committing and thus most likely will appear in future year's resolutions list) 

So, everyone should know the drill when a new year is about to hit. With the future just a few ticks away, our consciousness will probably begin to thread back to all of our done deeds in the past, in which their implications had brought us back to the present time. Been there, done that. While such self-reflection manner is similar with everyone else, it is the outcome of such action that differentiate us. 


For some, writing down NYR is merely a fun thing to do, with their full knowledge that none of the resolutions will be successfully fulfilled. Just for F.U.N y'all. Others might view NYR as something that signifies another opportunity to start afresh. These people are the ones who truly hold to the essence of NYR and will go all the way out to fulfill their resolutions. For individuals like me, 

NYR = A list of (Serious + Money-Preservation + Relationship + Monkey) Businesses

*If you don't have a clue about the aforementioned equation, don't fret. Because I bloody don't get it too* 

And so, I shall write down another list of my New Year's Resolutions. Here's the top 16. I'll be back in the future to check out which one , if any that I have successfully fulfilled. Fingers crossed. 

1. Get a perfect 4.0 CGPA, at least once.  (Future self, refrain from laughing)
2. Be more generous in giving out affectionate, albeit uncomfortable expressions. (Smacking people no longer count)
3. Be verbal in acknowledging my appreciation. 
4. Go on more dates. 
5. Attend at least one wild party. 
6. Be the first to initiate a conversation. 
7. Do less shopping. (Again, future self, don't laugh)
8. Learn how to speak Mandarin. (Brush up my Cantonese, at least)
9. Speak in perfect Tamil with granny for a full session. (without any help of translators)
10. Cook a full course meal, without activating the fire alarm. (Self, this is pretty tough)
11. Be more active. (Physically, not sexually)
12. Go for a thrill ride without screaming profanity expressions. 
13. Be more daring with make up. 
14. Involve in a volunteering session. 
15. Commit to at least one extreme activity. (Anything that doesn't involve sharks)
16. Get at least one tattoo. (oh yes!)

Everyone, stay safe. And, watch out for dangerous flying debris. I'll see you in the future. Hurrah for 2012!

When Boredom and Wanderlust Strike

Greetings to anyone who cares enough to be greeted. My apology in advance for I have been a slacker in churning out decent blogs these days/weeks/months/millennia. And for being such a lousy blogger, I shall beat the pulp out of myself (Assuming if I find such self-abusing activity even remotely interesting).

But first, perhaps I should clarify how I have been convincing myself that my trail of thoughts are now turning pathetically worthless to be decent conversation topics, let alone interesting enough to be blog about. I know. I know. Pessimism is really getting into me. 

Anyway, screw me being a pessimist. First of all, what's with all the numerous, repetitive posts on being somewhere fun clamoring my cheap attention in FB? I know. It's just the green-eyed beast within me who's complaining about the gayness of my friends who are apparently having the time of their lives in the States. And here I am stuck at home during the winter break.

To their credits (and to my shameful dismay), they totally deserved their awesome vacations traveling across the country because they bloody did not spent all their greens in purchasing totally unnecessary albeit nice stuff in the first place. As such, I totally deserved my reluctant self-imprisonment, staring begrudgingly at the culprits (clothes/handbags/shoes/accessories) that have gotten me here. Damn you fancy stuff!

But, all is well in fancy Maria Wang's land for there will be more breaks coming up after this. And maybe then, I will be financially prepared to leave home sweet home and prance around in some exotic places far, far away. Oh, I shall also consistently post my whereabouts in FB to annoy those sorry people who are stuck at home, diligently facing the site for it might be the most interesting thing for them to do. Which is exactly what I am doing at this very moment.

Cheers for the holidays!
Brace for the 2012 armageddon? *Touch wood*