New year.

2 more days and it's a whole new year.
Life is going to remain the same as it is now.
I mean, I won't start getting along with my parents. I'm not going to discover what I'm going to do with my life. I won't forget the love I once had. I won't accept who I am.
But it's a new year, and things tend to look brighter and better.
We tend to think that a whole new year means a whole new life.
But maybe, just maybe, it is. Well, only about the things that I want to do.
I want to start studying.
I want to find a job.
I'm supposed to start a course for a camera person.
I've wanted that for a couple of years now.
But on the other hand there's the going to univeristy and study for a psychologist dream. But it's too far. 8 years, or more.
And I don't tend to dream so far. And I don't believe in myself that much. Eventhough I tried putting these things aside, but I know that they'll always be there and they'll always effect the way I live and choose things.

New year.
There's also the resolutions part.
I don't really believe in them. Why should you change your life when a new year begins? I never follow them anyways.
But I don't know, in these days I tend to start thinking about life and so unconsiously, I make some resolutions myself.
Apart from the studying, finding a job and the course, I made one more: Not letting anyone bring me down.
And it's going to take a lot of work not to let that happen.
It started this morning when my mom came in my room and she starting complaining and saying shit because my wordrobe is a mess.
And she slammed the wardrobe doors and the drawers just to wake me up.
But I laid in bed, not moving, wanting to scratch my ass so bad cause it started itching in the wrong time -___-'
I woke up, and I made a descion. No one will ever bring me down again. I am the one that's going to make choices for my life... no one else. And I'm not going to live up for anyone's expections.

I can do it.
And I'm going to.