A little bit more.
Tis the season for lists.
I have half a mind to make a few too. You know, something simple, straightforward and cliched like ‘favourite movies/ringtones/drying-wallpapers/celeb-break-ups/car-honks of the year’ or ‘2005’s most memorable moments’ or ‘100 greatest things that have happened to me this year’ (although I personally doubt I can come up with even half the amount of that), just for remembrance’s sake – but something holds me back.
Well, there are some things not worth holding on as memories. Then there are some that you would want to hold dear to, yet they sting the heart whenever they come to mind.
Would it be better to let go of them anyway? Maybe not. I think they are worth the pain.
It was also the year that I stepped into the working world, and now that I think of it… it has not been all that bad, really. I managed to broaden my social circles (somewhat), and learned a lot more than I ever would have thought possible. For a while, I thought I was aimless – but at least I know now where my interest lies.
Music-wise, it has been good. I rediscovered the rich and pleasant sounds of a few favourites, was introduced to some new ones, and had quite a handful of albums looped on the player for weeks. Looking through this list of to-buy albums made a year ago, I am embarrassed to say that while I have bought only four of the mentioned CDs, I can add roughly another thirteen (!!) into it. Yep, a minor revamp of that list is imminent.
Besides that, I got to read a lot more this year, thanks to some books that came my way for free. Then there was that lame attempt at writing a novel – which, by the way, I have not touched since November.
It would probably be a good idea for me to read through my own entries. The year really did whizz by, after all, and I have yet to fully recover from that revelation.
And what do you know? We still have to move on. Sink, or swim.
(I spent my weekend tweaking codes, yes – but not green ones. Sigh.)