Thank you 2011. Hooray for 2012!

Man. Where do I start? It's been, what, 3 months since my last post here. There’s no excuse for that. Especially when you want to be dedicated to writing. This e-journal is unfailingly in the back of my personality calling for me and I can’t identify the chance to write due to some reasons: work and sometimes, a bit of writer's block. At least it's a holiday today so I have the reason and topic to write hereon! :D

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In just a few hours, we will finally bid adieu on this year of the metal rabbit (2011) and we're going to wave the fire of the dragon tomorrow (2012). Let's keep our hopes high that our lives will be more meaningful and prosperous in the coming days. Our plans and expectations might sometimes fail but we should not lose the attitude of moving forward. Feliz Navidad everyone! :)

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