A Hui Hou E 2014, Aloha E 2015

While the rest of the world is either celebrating their entrance to the new year or prepping for the Eve’s festivities, I am sitting here on my bed in the early evening having shirked the very productive plan I sent to mother dearest earlier today about organizing the findings of yesterday’s post-grad job hunt. It is the second New Year’s I will have spent alone, and up until about three hours ago, I was perfectly okay with that. And then I saw a friend’s Facebook status stating that no one should be alone on New Year’s and I looked down at my otherwise freshly showered self in a clean pair of pajamas…and I felt incredibly small and pathetic sitting here alone, hardly looking presentable, and ashamed that I have no plans whatsoever for New Year’s Eve. This is what my life has become.

To Infinity and Beyond: A New Year’s Post

By the time I finish writing this, it will finally be 2014 in Honolulu. As I begin this post 20 minutes before the numbers change on the calendar, I’ve thought about what I could possibly say that won’t come off as cheesy or similar to every other end-of-the-year, start-of-a-new-one post you have recently read/will read within the next few days. But then I realized that the cheesiness doesn’t matter assuming I stay true to myself. So I dug a little deep and decided to share: