I don’t know about the rest of you, but 2005 was a great year for me. I truly loved it.
I partied my head off tonight saying goodbye to 2005 and only hoping that 2006 will be just as good of a year, if not greater.

I wish you all a happy new year, and truly wish this year will be a great and peaceful year for all of you!

I failed to mention that I have been watching Rome all week. I love it! BUT the sad news is that tonight I have the last episode … I want to watch it so badly but in the same time I don’t want to finish the show!

I got back from work around an hour ago. Am so tired. It’s been like this all week… well I haven’t been working this late, but I have put in some extra hours and it has been hectic throughout the day. I expected this rush to start next week and not now. My head can barely pay attention to anything anymore but I must admit I am enjoying the rush and the action.

I just realized, ever since the cold finally got here, I didn’t post about it!
It’s cooooooold! How did it get so cold so fast? When I came to work today it was 8 degrees celsius. Sunny but windy! The wind chills got into my bones!

I added a weather thingie on the sidebar since I figured we would be needing that with the rollercoaster like weather we been having.

The reflection in the mirror vividly displays my aging process. I don’t mind it. I compare my pictures from when I was 13, 15, 17, 20, 22, to my pictures now at 25. The aging process is magnificent… I love it! Every tiny wrinkle I have is from the amount of times I have smiled, laughed, frowned, or cried. My brief history is apparent on my face.

I don’t understand why people want to have all sorts of surgeries to look younger, or to look different.

I watch old movies, or old video clips, and I watch the recent ones. The women were naturally beautiful before. Each in her own way. The apparent fakeness today has caused a uniform identity for all… a non- existent identity.

What do you think?

Zero, the hamster has gone bonkers. Now he won’t sit still anymore. All he wants to do is play. Now I am happy.

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I think everyone has a teacher they would never forget as long as they live. A teacher who would have had a positive impact on their lives. For me, that teacher is Dr. George Cozyris. He taught me so many film courses when I was in university. My favorite course was History and Theory of Film. I have to admit he was a strict teacher, at least compared to the other teachers we had, but looking back now he had to be so strict with us. His classes were the classes that I made absolutely sure I would not miss or be late to no matter what. If I was to have a car accident or a flat tire I would consider leaving the car wherever it is and run to class. If you are 1 second late to class you were locked out and considered absent.

Dr. Cozyris also had a fatherly love. He retired at the same time I finished university. He was 64 at the time. He was there for us when we needed him and he always used to advice us on life and had a sense of humor we would die for… subtle yet humorous.

He is the person who encourage me and motivated me the most when I was in university. I also learnt the most from him. Things did not end very nicely with us before we both left the country. Actually the last time I saw him we were screaming at each other. I worked so hard my last semester, never worked so hard during my entire academic phase, yet I still managed 2 fail 2 of his courses due to technical reasons. My final projects got deleted off the hard disk just days before I was supposed to present them. Three months of hard work got deleted. I had to rent out a studio out of university to edit the projects I worked on in two days! The university studio would be closed during the weekend which is why I did so under the instructions of the school chairperson. Dr. Cozyris was against us using external studios so he failed me. I still do see that as completely unfair. He saw me work hard, and knew my projects got deleted, and witnessed how I worked hard on creating new projects instead in an impossible small amount of time, and yet he failed me. I still have those projects with me. I cherish them more than the projects I spent 3 months on since I worked on them in an emotionally devestated state.

The reason I mention Dr. Cozyris now is because every Easter and Christmas he emails me. Even though, we parted in such an ugly way, everytime I do see an email from him I can’t help but smile. I owe him what I learnt, even though my final grades show that I did not learn anything. I wish I can meet him face to face so that we can talk and discuss what had happened and so that I can show him what I have become… to make him proud. He did believe in me, he encouraged me, and it is because of him I have learnt not to surrender and to be passionate about what I do.

People this is unbelievable for me! I have received a total of 152 smses on Saturday and Sunday combined wishing me a Merry Christmas!!

I don’t know how to digest that fact… 152 is absurd! I am thankful to all… but I remember the days, not long ago, when I barely even got a couple of those smses.