Here’s to the New Year.

I didn’t eat as many vegetables as I planned on. No one has accused me of being a “better person”. I still watch Jerry Springer when no one is around. I have to lay on the floor in order to button my favorite pair of jeans. I failed miserably at blogging everyday. I was late for 97% of the plans I made. One time I cried at the airport because my luggage weighed too much and then I cried at security because the lady made me take my cardigan off. I haven’t flossed since July…. TMI? I didn’t make a quilt or learn calligraphy. I have yet to master the awkward art of mingling. I have a staring problem. But I’m so aware of it that I overcompensate by never making eye contact. Ever. Oh, and I’m still not rich.

I may not have been the person I promised 2011 that I would be. But this past year was so good to me. I spent my days traveling the world and taking its photograph. I met some strangers along the way who quickly turned into my very dear friends. I learned how to play chess. I laughed really loud. I beat Bobby in Words With Friends ( like 8 times, but who’s counting?). I went to Hawaii for the first time in March. Oh, and then I decided to move there in December. Did I not tell you I moved to Hawaii? No big deal.

As for 2012, I want to make Honolulu feel like home. Free sweet tea, my place- be there. I want to write more, hand written letters and fill the pages of my journal. I want to document everything. I want to remember these days. Because they are so good. And the ones that aren’t, the ones that are heavy and terrible, they are worth remembering also. Because it’s those days, who make me who I am:  A normal girl, average build, decent personality, incapable of playing sudoku or driving a stick shift but unwilling to accept anything less than an absolutely breathtaking 2012 (and so on and so on.)

Cheers!