Happy New Year!

Year 2009 is two and a half months old already but it felt like it’s just starting to me.

The arrival of the new year carries with it new hope. A hope that life will better, that the hurt of the past year will fade, that we are closer to the fulfilment of the dreams we have for ourselves.

That’s how I feel today: hopeful. Tomorrow, I’m starting on my new job. It’s the start of a new life. New system, new people, new things to do, new projects to accomplish.

This afternoon, my new boss called me up. He said he just wanted to check in with me. Am I ready for tomorrow? He has already set up the orientation, the HR has flown in from Cebu to help me with the admin side of coming in. How refreshing!

(A little voice whispered, how scary! But after spending a couple of days feeling trepidation, I have made the decision to face this head on. A friend said energy flows where attention goes. So I’m energizing my positive side.)

Earlier this evening, I have made the effort to start what I hope to become a staple of my daily routine: exercise. I finally made friends with the treadmill in my mom’s room. It being my first day and all, I did just 15 minutes of brisk walking. I didn’t want to overdo it. I have to get my body used to the exertion first.

So here I am now, ready for bed. Ready for tomorrow! Happy New Year, D!

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Lights out already but I just have to get up, turn on my lappie and add a few more words. I’m excited. However this will turn out, even though this might be another disappointment, let’s you and I remember that tonight, I’m sleeping with a smile on my face. I got myself out of a deep and muddy hole. That’s a good enough reason to be happy.

And you, my negative side, shush yourself. I know you’re just looking out for me.
Didn’t someone say that life is not a journey where your goal is to arrive at your destination as immaculate as the day you were born, but scarred and bruised and smilingly doing the jig in your torn underwear? Yeah, yeah, it wasn’t exactly that. But I like this version, okay?