twenty twelve

We are woken up every morning to a banquet of goodness, a table overflowing with platters of opportunities and stacks of ideas, there is too much to choose from and we only have two hands. There are no limits, there is only encouragement, choose me, no choose me, it’s okay you can have them both. In fact, take as much as you like.

This year will be about opening my eyes. Not only because I’m Asian and need to cross the road safely, but because I owe it to myself and what I’ve been fortunate enough to have been offered. I will dedicate my time to opening my mind, to thinking not just outside of the box, but outside of the factory that society has had us believe the world can only be. I will open my heart, allow it to feel and love and bleed and rejoice and cry, I will embrace what it chooses for me. I will search within myself for the courage to dream, to take risks, to not let pre-conceived limitations get the better of me.

I will go to Europe. I will consume more calcium. I will stop hating UNSW as much as I hate T*$#^%&t.  And I will begin to believe again.