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New Year’s Resolutions
January 24th, 2007Another year, another round of resolutions.
I don’t know about you, but I never get to keep mine. Whether I write them down in some official-looking list tacked on the cork board near my study table, in my diary or on a piece of paper neatly folded in my wallet (for easy reference) I can never, and I mean never, keep my New Year’s Resolutions.
Oh, but I have so much fun listing them down. Try to stop gossiping. Save 10% of your allowance every day! Don’t feel bad about sharing your clothes with Marsha. Help out in the household chores every Sunday. Finish your homework before watching TV. Resist antagonizing your brothers. After a while, though, I noticed that these are the very same things I write down year in and year out. If not, my list is longer. That means that, not only have I not gotten better, I got much worse.
So is it all a lost cause? Are we doomed to have the same nasty habits forever? Are we essentially the same immutable, unchangeable persons? Is New Year really an opportunity to jump-start the life that we want to lead and the person that we want to become? Or is it just any old day, much like any other day in the year?
I still don’t know. Meantime, let me copy my old list into a new one and see what happens again. 
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Where’s Santa?
December 15th, 2006I don’t remember the exact age when I stopped believing in Santa Claus. But I can still vividly remember once wishing with all my heart that I could meet him.
There’s just something about this jelly-bellied, red-cheeked, long-bearded, white-haired, reindeer-driven, red and black clad, grandfather-figure with a hearty laugh that goes “Ho-ho-ho!” that completely captures the imagination. At a young age, I remember just being gripped by excitement and anticipation over, first, whether I was on the nice or naughty list this year and, second, whether, I would get what I had told him I wanted in a letter tucked under my pillow (that just miraculously disappeared overnight). Growing up, I was never disappointed over the gifts that I’d unwrap on Christmas Eve. But as the years went on, I had a creeping sense of unease.
How come I NEVER saw Santa? Not even when I’d stay up all night waiting in front of the tree for him? The days leading up to Christmas, why would my mom lock herself up in their room after coming from the mall with bags and bags filled with things? How could Santa possibly visit all the kids around the world on Christmas Eve? There must be billions of us!
Sooner, rather than later, I knew better. But if only to get back that feeling of giddy, magical thrill, I kind of wish I didn’t.
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