My heart did so carefully preach and warned me to stand firm my ground as it braved the weathers. But I let it be covered by the sand and rock the wind blew. I became so angry with people and then myself. Every year, month or semester, i'd be saying how grateful I am to have a new start; a fresh beginning. Never does it end up the way I wished it. Got carried away, surrendered, broken, uplifted, disappointed, emptied out. When 2012 comes, i'm gonna be grateful that I have this new beginning but i'm not going to end it as how it has always ended.