Sunday, January 01, 2006

Boxing Night Part II - A Year in Review

[Quote of the post] Should all acquaintence be forgot and never brought to mind?
[Song of the post] Auld Lang Syne - Traditional

*tuning* on Perfect 10 radio...

*tuning* the BBC, and here are today's top stor...

...and "CATG" from the Neuclotides.

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Coming up next is a long ramble by our own resident angster who's been with us for a year, please give a big welcome to Uncle Edna...!


Another year ending, another one beginning. I felt 2005 was special because, if you typed it out on a calculator, it was vertically symmetrical. But that's not the only reason.

2005 was the year of Sec 2, the year of Naphtali. It was this year that TNN started, way back in February. It now boasts over 40,000 words, over 40 chapters, and an audience of... about a dozen students - an amazing accomplishment.

It was in 2005 that adolescence kicked in, when I started thinking deeper into things I never even dreamt of before. I tried to understand the people around me. Even though I found hope to be the greatest sadness, I still hoped. I still tried. I even tried to understand myself, though it has been a confusing process.

In 2005, I've lived through a whole year's worth of human emotion. Friendship. Hatred. Comfort. Pain. Failure. Triumph. Joy. Laughter. Tears. Sadness. Angst. Frustration. Reunion. Separation. I've lived through it, I've seen the fifty odd people around me live through it, and the rest of the 6 billion people populating this planet. We've gone through one heck of a year. The happiness we shared. The tears we cried. The pain we endured. The bonds we made. The friends we cherished. The events we novelized. The impact we made on this earth.

Sometimes, it seems as though that life isn't worth living. That you can do nothing to change the course of history. That you're incapable of making an impression on the world in your lifetime. I don't blame you. Over the course of the year we've had tsunamis. We've had terrorist attacks. We've had pandemics. Life and death all mixed up in a great whirl of evolution. But when you look at it from a different angle, you see the greatness in all of this too. Each event brings out the bad in some people, but in some, the good.

Take this from a broader perspective. No, even broader. During the final moments of 2005, scientists added an extra "leap second" to compensate for earth's rotation, and to keep the time accurate. Why go through all this trouble? Why do we celebrate New Year's Day year after leap year?

It's because of time. Time just keeps going. Time never stops. Wherever you are, whatever you are doing, the seconds go ticking by, turning into minutes, turning into hours. They just keep going. And whether you're fulfilling your dreams or stuck in a toilet, they don't wait for you. They don't care if you can't keep up. Lots of people say they've no time to do what they want to do. That's a lie. Each and every person on this planet is given exactly 24 hours a day to make use of as they see fit. You have as much time as anybody else. Nobody's at an advantage or a disadvantage. 24 hours. What are you going to do with yours?

Next year's another new year. Another 365 days, 8,760 hours, 525,600 minutes, 31,536,000 seconds. Do you know what's gonna happen? No. None of us do. We can only predict; we can only foresee. They might not come true. Here's another problem with me that I forgot to add in the previous post: When you hope for the future, there can be two possibilities, what I like to call "Fiction" and "Reality". I've an example, but it'll probably get me expelled, so here's another one. You're at home, and your parents are lecturing you for something they think you've done. You want to try and explain things to them. Fiction tells you that they'll listen, understand, maybe pat you on the back and apologise, and everything will be cleared up. Reality tells you that you'll try, not be heard, get sent to your room so you can curl up on the bed in tears. Fiction and reality.



...come back, and in twenty seconds, the year 2006 is about to start. I hope everyone has their new year resolutions ready... and don't forget about the leap second... here it comes! 4! 3! 2! 1! 0! HAPPY NEW YEAR!

*Auld Lang Syne*

*Radio switches off*

1 comment:


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