So, Happy New year to everyone (:

I had a killer night, and a killer Christmas.

No resolutions, maybe to worry less, don't know? 

This year will be a tough one, the prospect of surgery is quite worrying, however it has birthed the idea of getting a tattoo, to be featured on my right shoulder blade (as pictured below). Three birds, one for my parents, one for my grandparents, and one for my brother.  It'd be commemorative- a representative of my inner strength, which will surface worse comes to worse. 

 Definitely getting this as a tattoo.

I had a dream that the whole World was staring at me

I woke up and wasn't no one there, wasn't no one there, yeah eh eaah

Same song to a different beat
Cause really sometimes it feels like I'm the only one there
I guess nobody cares, hey
But everything's good until it goes bad
And your gonna tell all the people about the fun you used to have
It hurts when it don't last
No easy way saying bye
So I'ma spread my wings and head for the sky
And I fly solo
I fly solo
And I fly solo
And I fly solo.

I'll leave the door on the latch,

If you ever come come back, if you ever come back,

There'll be a light in the hall, and the key under the mat,

If you ever come back,

There'll be a smile on my face and the kettle on,

And it will be just like you were never gone.

The Script- If you ever come back

here comes september.

'Someday' never really comes, does it ?

if you're going through hell, keep going. 

if he was stupid enough to walk away, be smart enough to let him go.

Pain is inevitable, suffering is optional.

Everyone tells me I should forget about you, and that you don't deserve me, that's true, but I deserve you.

So as I sit here, rendering my blog, I feel somewhat like SJP from a decade old episode of SATC. It's the end, conclusive part of every episode that I appreciate the most. Carrie Bradshaw is in some ways an inspirational character to me, though often her circumstance is often unrelated to mine, I find truth in almost everything she says.  I'm not one to languidly voice my opinion on love through the medium of a blogpost, but much like cookery, I find it therapeutic. I also swear by quotations.