How’s my 2017?
I think it was a neutral year for me. Lots of ups, and also lots of downs. And this is what life is all about. 😏 All the hardships and fun days are priceless lessons, especially failures. This year, I spent a large bulk of my time learning who I really am, and why I am the way I am.
When I was editing my old blog posts (due to Photobucket and also changing this blog to a secured site), I found that I talked bad and curse a lot of things in life. I was full of complain and negativity. I won’t delete those posts, instead it will be set as reminders of who I was and how I improve from here on. I would like to apologize to everyone and everything. I’m so sorry for what I did or said to all of you. Now, allow me to love all of you! ❤️
2016 have been good to me.
Mmm let me rephrase it: I work hard to make 2016 a good year to live in. At the end of the day, I think I succeeded.
I’m calmer, more positive and have rebounded with new energy. Not all 365 days are bed of roses and I try not to let negativity affect me too badly or deeply. Sometimes it does affect me more than I could handle (I’m only human) and giving myself a pep talk is the best way to bounce back. I’m grateful for all the ups and downs I experienced this year. From it, I learned a lot.
Ahhh how do I start?
2015 is a REALLY tough year for me. I would say it’s the toughest one yet.
Girl, I’m so proud of you.
You slowed down the time. Stopping and smelling the roses is fun right?
Yes! A happier year compared to 2013. *I must be doing something right!*
My head is still spiraling with negative thoughts… but at least they are far lesser compared to 2013. I really need to spend more time with positive people!!!
Amy, you’re doing good this year. So carry on.
Some little roadblocks won’t hurt because you know what to do now. You’re growing more and more!
I’m excited to say that my 2013 fair better than 2012. One major event happened to me this year with me being hospitalized for the first time in my life! That show how unexpected life can be. Tell you what, I felt like I was doing my time in jail. 5 long nights in the jail was difficult time. I couldn’t sleep and I lost lots of weight. It’s not that I become more ill. I guess home sickness and the desire to be with my loved ones make it worst.