2012, the year I will finally manage to succeed in fulfilling my New Year resolution. Iâ€™ve set many goals in the past, none of which I have even got closed to. This time around, I swear it will be different. This time around I will, with much confidence, succeed. Look, Iâ€™ve even gotten my resolution written down minutes before the New Year. This just shows my resolute and determined attitude.
My New Year Resolution for twenty twelve isâ€¦ to be damn bloody fit. Oh yeah, thatâ€™s my twenty thirteen resolution as well. I donâ€™t just mean healthily fit, I mean healthily and muscularly fit. Might as well have such a goal since for the next 22 months I will be serving compulsory national service. I highly doubt I will have much extra time to do any other things. It all depends though but with my terrible time management and my procrastinating skills I doubt Iâ€™ll be able to do anything with the little time I may have. So yeah, get fit and muscular for 2012 and 2013. Oh the feeling of meeting a goal is just so awesome.
That may all change though once I receive my results for my international baccalaureate examinations a week later. If I managed to get incredible results, I may be spurred on to do something such as the SATs or something to allow me to study abroad. Iâ€™m totally clueless to all of the overseas studying stuff mainly because I didnâ€™t care to listen or attend any of the talks and seminars. You canâ€™t blame me, all of such talks are merely dreamy and fantasy since Iâ€™m neither smart nor hardworking to begin. The irony and contradiction in my speech! Whatever, a week later and Iâ€™ll either be crying or studying. Oh and obviously undergoing rigorous physical torture training to fulfil my New Year resolution.
[image by: XWRN via flickr]