2008 New Year's Resolutions

This coming 2008 (damn, typing that felt really awkward), I will…

Choose life.

Choose another job.

Choose a worthwhile career.

Choose a pink shirt.

Choose friends over dates.

Choose a fucking big television set.

Choose washing machines, cars, ipod touch and electrical tin openers.

Choose good health, low cholesterol, and dental insurance.

Choose red tea.

Choose to stay young and fresh... hahaha...

Choose not to grab all I can but to selectively choose the best.

Choose a peaceful life over fame.

Choose to go back to the gym.

Choose to forgive and forget.

Choose fixed interest mortgage repayments.

Choose a starter home.

Choose a new scent.

Choose to sing.

Choose to grow up but not too fast.

Choose to listen.

Choose to say NO.

Choose a condo unit in Makati.

Choose my friends.

Choose leisurewear and matching fabrics.

Choose a religion and wonder who the fuck I am on a Sunday morning.

Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing, spirit crushing game shows, stuffing junk food into my mouth.

Choose eating ice cream, popcorn and dvd marathon over boy-hunting in Malate.

Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pishing my last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked up brat I spawned to replace myself.

Choose to be happy.

Choose my future.

Choose to move on.

Choose the right way, but not always.

Choose a pet.

Choose the beach.

Choose a new gadget.

Choose praying rather than watching porn... (Lord help me.)

Choose writing again.

Choose my husband who would stay.

Choose life...