This Christmas, it seems, feels almost exactly the same as last Christmas. Except for a significant, yet minute difference. Last year, around this time, i was hovering above hopelessness, on the slight ascension. This year though, i am, once again, hovering above hopelessness, but this time, on the decension.

No doubt, this year had brought me new highs, and new lows to my life. Stocks rose to giddy heights and when contributers to these stocks realised that the instable market was growing more volatile, they started panick selling, and now, the stocks have sunk into a great depression. Metaphor to my emotions and feelings and other mind-ful whatnot i possess.

Its quite fun, actually, sitting down at the end of a year, pondering upon the past 360+ day's events, looking at yourself mature, transmogrify and metamorphasize to what we are at this time. Who we are.

Four years ago, having the rush thought of leaving TW may be one of the common things among us. Four years later, now, having to leave TW puts me in a rather difficult position. I walked into the school four years ago, hating it, thinking what am i doing here. Lets just put it this way. I've never heard of TW in my entire life until Sec1 and i detest the reality that i've been placed under the care of the teachers in TW. However, i've many fond memories in that school which i loathe in the first place. The first guy whom i set my eyes on, the guy's heart which i had broke, the mask i had to wear everyday, the teachers who believed in me and the ones whom i had let down, the tears i had shed in class or anywhere, the strains in friendships.. Relationships, friendships, teachers, studies, school, happiness, sadness; i had them all in the past four long years.

All in all, i do NOT want the year 2007 to end. With so many things i'd live to hate myself for, i want to set things straight, but i know, its impossible. If it were up to me, 2007 would be rewinded and replayed over and over again.

In conclusion, this year has been the most eventful year for me so far. My bitter-sweet sixteen. I'd reluctantly step into 2008, my heart would be heavy and my mind constantly whirling. Its quite hypocritical i've always told myself to "live for the moment". Now the moment is gone, there seems to be nothing to live for. Emo as that sounds, i'm alright. I've found things to fill up the voids in my life, music for example, has been the best outlet so far.

Till then, 2007, goodbye. May the ghosts of 2007 always serve as a reminder to how much of the "battle's lost and won".

The hurly-burly's done.

PS: 15th of November 2007 will always be the best day of my life. January 27th, 2007, 11.30pm-01.30am, the best 3hours. It will never be the same again.