2007. Happy New Year everyone.

I am so overwhelmed by the events of last month, or rather last year, right now. Where do I start?

On the surface, it feels like nothing happened. It's like, all I remember is myself brooding in my room reading that 700-paged book The Historian, or playing Mah Jong with my great granny, or plainly wasting my time in the sitting room with my cousins drinking green tea and talking about everything under the sun.

But if I really look back and reflect, I might even say that the past month changed my life. (Alright, maybe that's overstated)

For one, the new year has come, and as superstitious as this may sound, I know that 2006 is so not my year. And it just seems logical that 2007 will turn out good for me. Yeah, maybe that's not true, but that wouldn't matter because what matters is that I believe it is.

And then there's that whole stepping to a new level with you-need-not-know-who. I don't know. I guess after all these years, it was - it is - a great leap of courage on his side. And on mine, too.

All right. They're calling out my name. Catch up later.