Now that was quick wasn’t it?
Felt like we just celebrated the dawn of 2012, slightly nerved by the possibility that the world could come to an end (RIP Mayans). But here we are still standing, breathing and watching football.
If I could put a theme to 2012 for me, it was a year of change. Lots of it. Personally, professionally, physically and even spiritually. While they say change is the only constant, and often for the better, it is always accompanied by some sort of draw back and discomfort.
My dad once told me, ‘you can’t build a new house, until you tear down the old one’. Imagine the process of deconstructing an old house or rather, bulldozing through it. Debris, dust, in short, chaotic. No one wants to live in that sort of environment.
But in its place, you now have a blank canvas to start over and design a brand new spanking home to fit your exact whims and fancies. Yes, I’m talking to you Brendan Rodgers, sir. Liverpool are in a rubble, so please take this January transfer window as an opportunity to bring in your dream strikers/attacking midfielders that we desperately need.
On that note, for 2013, lets all aspire higher. Aim for the moon, and even if you fail, at least you’ll land among the stars. That’s like poaching for Messi but reeling in Franco Di Santo instead.
A girl can dream.
Happy 2013 everybody!
Since I haven’t had much luck (read: bad time management) with blogging on a regular basis, I thought why not record video logs?
I’m not shifting completely though, because I still enjoy the occasional writing.
So here goes nothing…