The First of January

We stood there together watching the fireworks as the crowd below cheered incessantly, ooh-ing and aah-ing every now and then with the occasional wah lau to break the monotony.

I mellowed somewhat in the midst of all the commotion and counting. And by the way, no one knew when to count, so we fell back to our herd instinct and muttered some gibberish number or the other with some finishing faster.

Something coursed through my veins, but it wasn’t excitement, it wasn’t mass anxiety, it certainly wasn’t adrenaline, but a strange calm, like a quiet day on an empty beach.

It’s January fifth now and on hindsight, I was probably still clinging on to 2006. Stuck in the holiday swing of things, I wasn’t really active -- like hippos at zoo Negara. But that’ll all come to an abrupt halt.

There’s so much to do and tons to achieve in 2007. And just like the years before, I bravely declare that this’ll be the year for many things; My Christian faith, important relationships in my life ;), a career in broadcast journalism, a friend’s wedding (you know who you are Daphey *winks*), backpacking, the performing arts, and heaven knows what else’s in store.

It might’ve been slow, but it took me five days to finally realize that my first of January 2007 begins tomorrow.

Happy New Year!