Today's December 31st, the last day of 2009. In a way, it's peculiar because it's the month of December, yet the weather feels like one of those hot and humid summer days.

I sit here and blog, looking back at my 2009. I remember those various predicaments I had, as well as the painful endeavors I've endured. Throughout those 12 months, I encountered mean school mates, stupid boys, my first A in French, challenging entrance tests, my first foreign fling, and of course, betrayal.

To be honest, I had a terrible year. Majority of the events that occurred were insidious, and those situations left me heartache, trouble, emotional stress, and a few friends. So many tears I've shed, and I didn't have much people to rely on.

It was really difficult for me, because I couldn't trust anyone, and everyday in St. Paul made me feel like I was walking on egg shells. I was dependent on the moods of my peers, and I hate to admit it, but my grades did fluctuate.

For year 2010, I would like a fresh beginning.

I am praying that the Lord would redeem me and vindicate me over my enemies, by granting the noble desires of my heart. I am praying that I would see my name on the Passers List of Ateneo De Manila. I am also praying for my plans in America, that I would get a score of 2000 in the SAT, and impress the following schools: CCM, Brown, Duke, Columbia, Rutgers, and University of Wisconsin. I am also begging the Lord for provisions, and that I would touch the hearts of the members of our district's rotary club for my scholarship application.

More importantly, I am praying that I do make it to Ateneo. I know that God is in control of everything, and I am praying that he will have mercy on me and that he will extend his grace and redeem me. I want Ateneo more than anything.

6 hours and 30 minutes left in this day, and it will soon be 2010. I am requesting for a better year, not necessarily a smooth sailing year, but something better than my lousy 2009. Lord, please hear my pleas, and please grant my heart's desires. I am keeping my fingers crossed, praying with all my might that I make it to Ateneo.

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