eleven things i hate about you.

When Michelangelo started making the masterpiece - David, out of the giant slab of marble, he already saw David inside. All he had to do was chip away the pieces that weren't David.


We'll call it a pre-birthday ritual for the absolute lack of a concrete term for it. I read this somewhere... it's an exercise which requires that you write down ten things you'd like to change in yourself for the coming year (in my case, I had eleven sheets of paper so I had an extra bad habit to burn). After having written down your resolutions, you take it to the fire, and then they are gone forever.

I did this tonight... on the eve of my natal day. I could not think of a better way to start off my 28th year other than to make resolutions and pray that I keep them. For self-improvement? Nah! Not neccessarily so.... For me, it's an effort to bring more quality into my life - the kind that I've always wanted and longed for.

Throughout the year, I most probably will be looking back into this page to review my progress because this 'ere post is one of my time capsules. It's the fork in the road I tread in which I have to choose which way I would like to go. What we are is shaped and governed by the choices that we make, I believe... I'm not concerned whether I veer towards wrong or right. What I am concerned about is going for the more interesting choice - the road less travelled.

And so, if you will ask me if my birthday started out great... the answer would undoubtedly be "YES". Yes, because I was enveloped by the smell of incense from the pine cones residing in my fire bowl and also because I am finally free from my personal sins from last year.