New Year's resolution. Myth or reality?

It’s like a tradition that is devotedly passed on from a generation to the next. New Year’s resolution. Frankly speaking, I don’t even know why people even have a new year’s resolution. They barely realized whatever they have written on a piece of colourful paper pasted on their bedroom walls just across their bed! Give it a month or two, and that same piece of paper will be found lying on the floor. Or worst, they magically disappear! Don’t’ ask me how, ask yourself. Because I’m never the kind of person who have a so called New Year’s resolution. But I sure have my goals! Yes. To me, one must have an objective or purposes for every second they spend in a visible form of god’s greatest creations. I’m not saying that New Year’s resolution is a total waste of time. To certain people, it is actually their way of making sure they achieve everything they have well in planned. But then again, it only applies on certain people who are dedicated and discipline enough to ensure they fulfill their resolutions. The truth is, you don’t really need a New Year’s resolution to make an improvement in your life. Why? Because you do not need a reason to become a better person. We learned to find the better part of us as we grow our way to the time when we are left with wrinkles and not a single tooth. So, as I mentioned earlier, I do not have any New Year’s resolution. Even if I do, it has always been the same thing, which is, to become a better person in all aspects life demands. I would say that goals are my long term expectations on myself but hope is what I have close at heart while I explore the path to reach my goals. And that hope is the hope of god guiding me in making the right decision all the time. So if you were to ask me if I have a New Year’s resolution, I would say I have goals and hopes. But not fake promises to myself.

Apparently, she is not an opportunist.

How preoccupied I was these few weeks that I barely have the time to post a new entry. Pardon my delays. (a way of apologizing to my patient Ms.Nazreen..ehheheh. ;)) Anyway, back to our topic. So, this time around it’s “things I learned about myself this year” Well, actually I discovered quite a number of things about myself lately. However, to compress everything on this blank layout would take forever! So I am just going to highlight the obvious. Quite recently, I learned that I am not an opportunist. I stick to one thing that I’m satisfied with. From my love life, to my meals, up to my clothing! I tend to stick to that one particular thing for a long time until it finds its way to my disgust. Let’s take my meals for an example. Staying here in our college, we are left with no choice by the cafeteria when it comes to good meals. It has always been the same old meal over and over again. 24 hours a day, seven days a week. Since last year, the first time I had my lunch here, it was a plate of rice, with some curry gravy and a ‘ikan keli’(I wonder what they call it in UK?). It was the most satisfying meal for that one whole day. And I’m still having the same lunch ever since. Or at least a similar side dishes together with my precious ‘ikan keli’!!! My all time favourite. As far as I’m concerned, my loyal ‘ikan keli’ is still catering to the highest satisfaction of my appetite. So I decided to stay loyal to my ‘keli’ as well. And I’m definitely glad it is not swimming its way to my dislikes. Unlike my unfaithful ‘Roti boy’. I bet many of you are familiar with this brand. A famous bakery in Malaysia. The tagline reads, ‘buns to die for!”. They sure got that right. I, was once a passionate fan of ‘roti boy’ until I passed by one of its outlet in KLCC with my sister. I smelled the aroma in the air, and nonchalantly, I said to my sister, “somehow ‘roti boy smells like coffee huh??” she replied, “well, it should. Since it is made of coffee Wani..” (duhhhhh….) I was devastated as I’m not a fan of caffeine. I felt like dying learning the fact that my favourite bun is made of coffee! Again, they were right. ‘’buns to die for!” And guess what? That was the last time I even glance at ‘Roti boy”! I guess the same thing happen when it comes to romance. Probably it would not be wise to go into the details but I’m sure most of you get my point well. Right? Let’s just say I was happy with it until it successfully finds its way to my exasperation. Just like that aroma of ‘roti boy’. The difference is, I still have not managed to loathe it as much as I loathe ‘roti boy’. Eheheheh..;) yea.. a glimpse of my personals to share.