Resolve

And here we are, Christmas, looking down the barrel of New Years.
It's remarkable how much things can change: This time last year, I was in my final year of high school, prepping to go down to Mexico to visit the girl who I felt certain was the one

Now, I don't know if I'll ever see her again

Time changes, people change, and the unexpected always finds a way of falling straight into your lap. The only choice that you really have is whether you want to embrace it, or throw it off, and try to grasp at something more rational. In this next year, I pledge live for me, to be the strongest and wisest man I can, making everything just a tiny bit better for me, and those I care about.

I've lost love, but not hope.
Never hope

Fiat Lux

Huh.
Well, would you look at that?
I've finished my first semester of university, my heart still beating, having stared down the demons of deadlines, social pressures, girls, and generally terrible lifestyle choices. My "hearts I've broken" counter has risen by three (idea for a new blog plugin?), but despite that I feel much more self-assured about who I am, and what it means to be undyingly in love.
I've met a lot of new people, made some enemies, but mostly friends. I've got some new personal philosopies (namely that you really, *really* do not get any choice in the kind of people who enter your life)
I've learned just a tiny bit more about what happiness means, just a tiny bit more about what being a grown-up means...
And who knows? Maybe I am actually ready to take on 2012
Ladies and gentlemen, this one's for you