My nonexistent New Year goals.

Rejoining the cubicle nation isn't as bad as it looks like in my daydream world. Everyone warmly welcomed me back with huge smiles and tight handshakes. The only thing I didn't like is how they discreetly commented on my new tan. (I easily get a tan even if I don't want to. This is probably the only thing I don't like when in the Philippines.) I gave out pasalubong to my colleagues and superiors like polvoron and dried mangoes, and they all loved it. It's a mini-fiesta in the office a while ago.

While catching up on my work email, I glanced at the new calendar and was kind of placed in a trance--it finally dawned in me that it's already 2010. Yikes! Usually, I spend days before (or after) the new year setting out outrageous goals for myself. Now, however, I feel like I've been living my initial days of the new year as a happy-go-lucky person. I don't like how this is going because it's so unlike me, but I'm kind of enjoying the idea of not having to pressure myself to do things within a time frame.

Nevertheless, I'll jot down some goals that I want to achieve for 2010 as soon as I do some self-reflection later. Right now, my concentration has a similar lifespan as that of a confetti bomb. Good luck with that.