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But if you close your eyes, does it feel like nothing changed at all?

2013 is coming to a close. This has been a year of many firsts, many experiences whether I want them or not. But I've grown a hell lot, more than ever. It hasn't been an easy year from the start but I'm grateful for everything that has happened. 

I intend to sit down to reflect upon my year, the wrongs I've done and the little things I should do more, but not today. Today is for the new year though it may not have come yet. This should be written tomorrow at the strike of 12 but I have plans! Can't wait to see that bunch of girls and guys I've known since childhood. My favourite people :D

Come 2014, I hope I can keep some promises to myself. Mostly it's spending more time on things I love doing. 

1. 365
Yes, I'm jumping on the 365 Project bandwagon. A photo a day of anything around my life. Doing this to force myself to put more thought about what's happening around me and to photograph more frequently. I've been walking around all zombie-like and I hope to change that. 

2. 12
Insert a roll into my beloved Holga. One photo a month. Develop it at the end of the year. Considering snapping a digital version of the same composition to compare at the end of 2014.

3. Read
I'm not going to be overly ambitious and set a number of books to finish. Instead I'm just going to remind myself to read daily, however short it may be. Even a 5 minutes read a day accumulates. Also, this partly is the result of me being increasingly disgusted at my rapidly deteriorating command of English. I'm positive that all my recent essays would have been thrown back in my face by my secondary school teachers, and I'm rather upset at wasting my education ):

4. Run
I love running. I love the adrenaline rush with it and how great I feel for the entire day after. I shall make more effort to push harder every running session. 

Of course with all those come the usual new year resolutions to study harder and lose some weight. May the new year bring fruition to all these resolutions and promises. 

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