Faintly, I heard the sound of trumpets, shouting each other, breaking the silence of the morning, as i stepped into my own bedroom, and yelled, "seriously?!". It wasn't a good morning.
I sat down on my study area, picked out a big, folio sized, pink book. I open it, and started to write.
It was never been an easy task to make out your whole plan for a following year, despite of all the dangers, probabilities, possibilities and maybe unfortunate events that might occurs. Just like when I was second grader high school-er, i created my first resolution filled with hopes and dreams and absolute plans i wanted to do, but turned out, from about 21 points of plan, i managed to finished 3 of them. The rest? Forgotten and leaved away.
But, when I made my second resolution circa 2009, I said to myself, "Just do everything you want to do; resolution was just a piece of paper, where you put down your dreams and thrown it away". I slipped 2009 without any achievement, at all. Well, I managed to graduate from High School, but I considered it was a meant to be event, not a plan, and it must be done no matter what.
As I got older, my age kept adding a number, I said to myself "You need some recognition from other people. Start create!" Several things I had done, from paints, draws, become a guitarist and lyric writers. I even tried to become a stand-up comedian back on the earliest day on college. Until one point, I gave up on everything, and poured it down into words on my computer screen.
In writing, I found my self; an abstract, unplanned activity with a lot of ups and downs, satire and cliche moments, and expressed the untold feeling and ideas which always stored inside my brain. One or two writings I made on English, back then I wasn't proud enough and un-confident enough about my English. Even I knew, I'm still learn how to write in proper way, but till then, it wasn't a bad idea at all.
I managed to started a novel and a short story, one already at its third chapter, and the other was still stuck on the progress. You know, writer's block.
And so, I decided to make this year resolution with two single word that powerful enough to drove me into somewhere I haven't think of, even as i wrote this post.
"LEARN" and "CREATE".
Whatever it is, wood-crafting, creative writing, photography (yes, maybe once again I'll try to learn it by myself), cooks, back again into drawing and designing. And when I have all of those abilities, I will create something; something that will make me surprise by my self.
Just like Neil Gaiman said:
"May your coming year be filled with magic and dreams and good madness. I hope you read some fine books and kiss someone who thinks you're wonderful, and don't forget to make some art - write or draw or built or sing or live as only you can. And I hope, somewhere in the next year, you surprise yourself." - Neil Gaiman
I will surprise myself. I will.
