#adios2017

[angeldyperry]

Feliz año 2018 rubbers 🚀🐺😈

[faralyart]

¡FELIZ AÑO, MIS AMORES!

Muchas gracias por todas las experiencias hermosas y malas que pasamos por este año, sinceramente quiero que sigamos creciendo cada día mas como personas y tengamos mucho exito en lo que nos propongamos 💖💫 Un fuerte abrazo y que tengan un inicio maravilloso! 

[disorder-inside-01]

Che anno....

Mi verrebbe da dire, di solo merda

Ma bisogna scavare più a fondo

oltre che merda è stato un anno anche di emozioni per lo più negative ma insieme a quelle positive pur sempre emozioni

Un anno pieno di pensieri , sospiri , attimi

Tanta di quella nostalgia cazzo

Sarà difficile dimenticarlo , per una parte vorrei per l'altra no , anche se so che certe cose non puoi dimenticarle perchè ti rimangono dentro

Come puoi dimenticare tutte quelle carezze , quegl'attimi indimenticabili , ti ritornano sempre alla mente , quasi ogni notte

Quanti cambiamenti , le cose cambiano in un istante ma ti accorgi dopo che in realtà sono cambiate

Quanti pianti , quanti messaggi cancellati , quante chat , quante persone che non ci sono più , le persone vanno via come il vento , insieme al vento direi...

Tutte quelle lacrime sul cuscino , quella rabbia dentro , quelle lenzuola , quel letto l'unico a consolarti , a capirti , l'unico a non abbandonarti mai , l'unico fedele a te

Il 31 dicembre di ogni anno , si tirano le somme , si guardano i lati positivi e negativi , quelli positivi ce ne sono davvero pochi , ma l'esperienza non è mai abbastanza , nella vita non si smette mai di imparare questo è certo , è vero

L'ansia del nuovo anno , l'ansia di festeggiare , l'ansia in una vita migliore , quell'ansia di una speranza sempre all'angolo , l'ansia che avevo gli altri anni sta svanendo quasi del tutto , il capodanno in altri paesi del mondo viene festeggiato prima , dopo , durante , non si sa quando rispetto al nostro , non cè una data precisa per il mondo , un ora precisa non esiste

Il giorno , la notte , non si sa cosa esiste

L'orario , i calendari , qualsiasi cosa

Il primo gennaio è solo il continuo del 31 dicembre

Come lo è il 1 febbraio dopo il 31 gennaio , il primo marzo dopo il 28 febbraio ecx..

Non cambia di nulla , è solo la tradizione

Il natale , il capodanno , feste inutili solo per i parenti , per quei parenti che vedi un paio di volte l'anno , e sei soggetto loro , ti vedono sempre più grande , ma quando lo capiscono che vedendomi una volta l'anno è normale che cresco cazzo ma d'altronde non siamo noi a sceglierci la nostra famiglia puramente casuale, capita.

Queste feste sono buone per le mazzette al massimo , l'unica cosa che mi potrebbe interessare , mi potrebbe far comodo

Sommando sommando in fin di conti direi che queste righe non serviranno mai a nulla ma è solo un pensiero personale , una sorta di sfogo come gli altri giorni del resto , è un giorno più che normale anche questo ; la cosa che posso dire ribadendo è che nella vita non si smette mai di imparare , ogni cazzo di anno l'esperienza si accumula ,dobbiamo farne buon uso e tagliare i rami secchi

Lo dico ai miei lettori , e a chi sta leggendo in generale

Guardiamo quest'anno con occhi diversi , sotto altri aspetti

Sicuramente non ci aspetta un anno facile , ma noi ancora una volta...lotteremo

Come sempre e da oggi ancor di più

Pensieri

Capodanno

Adios 2017

Buon 2018

[iamacalamity]

Adiós 2017...

Debo decirte con mucha sinceridad que me dejaste un mal sabor de boca... fui humillada ante cientos de personas... me dieron criticas muy fuertes y las acepté, aprendí mi lección.

Di la cara ante mi situación y no me deje caer, la gente siempre quiere eso, solamente hacer daño, sentirse superiores por un momento, creando y esparciendo burlas que suelen afectar gravemente a la víctima. A este tipo de personas no les interesa lo que suceda con el agredido, solamente les importan los likes que lleguen a tener sus publicaciones.

Sin embargo debo decir que lo sucedido me lo merecía y no volvería al pasado para hacer las cosas diferentes. Las cosas pasan por algo, todos necesitamos nuestro “estate quieto”.

Muchas gracias 2017 por tan malos recuerdos y también gracias por algunos buenos.

[madrid-sin-agua]

Necesito escribir tu nombre en un papel y quemarlo.

[frravvv]

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Bueno, anualmente hago mi recap del año con el fin de siempre mostrar lo que lo cámara captura por qué ese es el propósito de la fotografía transcender con tu obra, así yo también veo a la amistad y la familia que son siempre parte de mi año y vida gracias ha ellos me preparo como fotógrafo y yo trato de capitular el mejor ángulo y siempre trato de comunicar lo que siento primordialmente en mis fotos, cada uno estuvo en mi año de todas las hermosas maneras, estoy muy sorprendido de cuánto crecemos como personas y mis amigos les digo que me siento muy orgulloso de todo lo que ustedes se han propuesto este es tanto para los que salen cada uno hizo de mi 2017 mejor más colorido yo estoy agradecido con ustedes solo ustedes hacen realidad este sueño llamado vida #Recap2017 #Adios2017 #añonuevo2017 #2018

[zannycch]

Thanks for everything. Its time to move on . Adios! Yo siento que te quiero aún 👋🏻2017 #adios2017 #toogoodatgoodbyes #iamnotthatgirl #thingsyouteachme #imdrunk #itstimetowakeup #longislandicetea #beingbadfeelsgood #somersby #kronenbourg1664 #8.4 #ioverdosed #wearedone

[marcoomismo]

Happy holiday and happy year it was, indeed. #adios2017

[calicocatgolden]

2017.

Me golpeaste a la cara demasiado fuerte cabrón.

Por fin te digo adiós y gracias;Gracias por las enseñanzas, gracias por dejarme a un par de locos sinceros a mi lado. 

Gracias... por abrirme los ojos, por gritarme: “¡VIVE DEL BAILE,LA MÚSICA! CREA TU PROPIA MÚSICA Y EXPRIME ESA DEPRESIÓN Y NEGATIVIDAD EN MELODÍAS!” 

Muchas gracias por eso. 

Este año sera diferente, espero.

[cheijob]

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Feliz año nuevo 2018!! Muchos éxitos y salud a toso mis amigos y contactos de las redes sociales. Happy New Year 2018!! Спасибо! С новым годом, красотка 2018! La multi ani 2018!! @particularmente_torpe #moment #lavidaesbella #happynewyear ##happy2018 #felizañonuevo #momentos #vivelavida #exito #felicidad #felizañonuevo2018 #mismejoresdeseos #lamultiani #Спасибо #сновымгодом красотка! #2018 #adios2017 #baybay2018 (en Community of Madrid)

[clodixburlesquer]

Addios 2017! Pronti per l’hangover del 01 Gennaio?🤣🤣#clodixburlesquer #buonanno #adios2017 #festeggiando #followme #follow4follow #followmyfbpage #clodixburlesquer #👍

[florentino200]

La última y nos vamos #justdoit #nikeplus porque me gusta correr #Adios2017

[errolcandelaria]

2018

          Another year has passed. That’s another three hundred sixty-five and one fourth days, eight thousand six hundred seventy hours, five hundred twenty-five thousand and six hundred minutes, and thirty-one million plus seconds. That was a lot of numbers. I don’t know about you, but this year has been a ride!! I really went out of my comfort zone, I have met amazing people, made more friends, experienced a few firsts, released a pint of tears and at last, made a decision that I think would change my life forever.

          Let me break it down. January was good. I started the year with cough and colds, alone in my room taking videos of myself and the fireworks that can be clearly seen right on my window pane. This was also the month ~ I think~ when I made up my mind that I really want to pursue medicine. This was the month when I fell in love with all the hospital works. That I had envisioned all the times that I’ve been in a hospital, trying to remember the smell of alcohol drenched cotton balls; the hallways, the rush in the emergency room, everything. I never knew I loved those things until last 2016, when I started watching this surgical TV show that I am now obsessed with.

          February was okay. Like the usual, I hated my birthday. It’s eerie that I feel like there really is something in my birthday that I don’t quite feel like it’s worth celebrating for. I am not worthy of their time, money and efforts. There were also lots of questions that roamed my mind. To whether tell my parents about my plans or not; is medicine really for me; will they support me with my decision; and WILL I SURVIVE IF EVER I GOT INTO MEDICAL SCHOOL. There were days that I am adamant about my decision, that I tell myself ~ Of course I can do it!! And there were also weeks where I get discouraged, and the fear of making bad decisions really gripped my body tight.

          March, hmm. I couldn’t quite remember the events that had happened this month. But I am pretty sure this was the month that I went full on crazy about someone in our college. I really want to know that person’s name, but I had to go incognito because everything will be messed up if that person knew.

          April. CSSP NIGHT!!! LIT LIT LIT LIT!!! This was one of the happiest night of my life. Played bingo for the first time, got to see my crush perform on stage for the first time, AND ACTUALLY KNOWING THY NAME!!! Added on facebook, then got accepted the next day. O diba. I don’t remember that much events in this month. I am pretty sure I was still in the phase of constant dilemma about the decision I made for my future.

          May. The semester is almost over!! But say no more, I still had an internship over the summer.

          June. INTERNSHIP WOOOOH!! Lit lit lit rin. Pero hindi capital letters kasi muntik na ko magkaroon ng mental breakdown. Why? Internship. I never had a hardtime naman looking for a company to train to unlike some of my classmates pero the ~pressure? That’s what held me back talaga. I think? Culture shock siguro is the best term to describe what I felt. Ano ba. I was just a normal student tapos I get to be an intern in a huge BPO company tapos I had to talk to potential employees pa. IN PURE ENGLISH!! Syempre na shookt ako. Tapos I got assigned in a station right next to our boss pa!! Imagine the pressure. But she was really nice. She’s funny, approachable and all. Pero still nu, I couldn’t help but get intimidated by her presence. I lost track din on how many times I got scolded for doing the call outs wrong. I got the feeling that my supervisor has this impulse deep down to strangle me with the cord of the telephone I use. But in all, I still got to finish it. I finished it without even noticing I was almost done. Days passed by like hours. Literal. 10 hours a day ba naman ang oras na nababawas sa 240 hours ko eh. But seriously, I didn’t even notice that I was almost done with it. I met amazing people there, I got to talk with real people looking for jobs, interact with people older and far superior than me, which was my greatest fear!! Talk about getting out of your comfort zone huh.

          July. This was the month when I finished my internship. Actually, it wasn’t easy coming back to your old shit. I missed waking up way early to catch the 6:30 am UV so I would arrive at work at exactly 7:45. Separation anxiety? No. I just miss the ambiance. The faces of the people that I get to interact with daily, the cold work room that would chill you right to your bones, and yung pag kain ko ng Richeese every after lunch. WOOH!

          August. Back to bizz. FIRST SEM. 4TH YEAR. I’M OFFICIALLY A GRADUATING STUDENT!!! What’s with the enthusiasm? Boy doesn’t even know what’s about to come at him. If there’s this saying na life throws you lemons, and you would just make lemonades out of it, oh boy. Life threw me pineapples, sea urchins, a school bus and a nuclear bomb. Which I don’t know how to deal with, cause HOW DO YOU EVEN COOK A SEA URCHIN? August was one of the months of this year that made me cry. Not even because of a heartbreak, nor a typical teenager shortcoming, but because of the terrorizing spirit that lies within the subject that is research I. Starting from the day that our professor had assigned us to do an individual research proposal, all of us knew that it will be the beginning of the tormenting last first semester in our college lives.

          September. Wake me up when September ends. Cause there was no relevant thing that I could remember happened this month. Again, I am pretty sure that I was still rehearsing the words that I would tell my parents about my plans after graduation. Still uncertain on what’s gonna come next.

          October. We were assigned to our respective thesis groups. This was also the month that we submitted the first draft of our real thesis proposal. Mind you, we almost got rejected. Title lang tiningnan nung prof naming bes. This was when the inside joke ‘bibili na naming ng condensed milk si prof para di na sya ma-bother sa proposal naming evaporada’. Beh. This was my busiest month this year. Revisions here and there, almost everyday we were in school since we refused to have another overnight cause we accomplish nothing when we are in an air-conditioned room. The impetus of the warm and cozy bed was really inviting and irresistible. So ayun, we were in the school almost everyday.

          November. Thesis proposal defense!!! Holy shit. We had an overnight to rehearse everything we have to say the day before the defense. I was so nervous, but my group mates were just chilling. Literally. Kasi nga ang lamig sa kwarto. I don’t know but I have this thing that I always overcomplicate things. Things that can be handled by a five-year old child I tend to make it seem like the apocalypse is about to happen. I have always had an anxiety in speaking in front of the class, so imagine my nervousness about this one cause I have to present a proposal in front of three intimidating research gods. And then the day of the defense came, WE PASSED!! I couldn’t forget the awkward shriek I did when the assigned panel to our group delivered the good (?) news to us, in his timid, kinda shy low voice. All the stress, the fear, the anxiety I have that day flew away as he uttered the words “Eheh, uhm. Pumasa kayo…. Pero with major revisions”. Boy I didn’t even hear everything the panel said after those words. Buti na lang our mentor recorded everything, cause if not, mangangapa kami and mamatay sa kakaalala kung ano ano yung mga suggestions na binigay nila.

          December. Ahhh. The final month of the year!! Was there something relevant that happened this month? YES!!! LIT LIT LIT LIT ULIT!! Our section had THE most extreme, wildest, and craziest after-defense slash victory party slash walwal party ever!!! What a wonderful way to welcome the last month of twenty seventeen! I also met a new friend, a twitter friend from our college. Haha. Ooh. I also decided to tell my parents about my plans. Imagine my fear, anxiety, fear of rejection, lahat na pota!! Aaaaand. It didn’t go well. They did not approve. But anyway, I still want to prove myself that I got what it takes to be a good physician, so I have decided that even though I am not certain that I will go to med school right after graduation, I would still review for the NMAT and take it this coming March or April. Diba. Because, sabi nga sa bible, for the Lord has plans for all of us. Plans that will prosper us and not to harm us, plans that will give us hope and future. Honestly those are the words that give me hope. That I could still be something I want to be despite the fear, the people that hold me back, and the discouragement I get from my own environment. I can do it naman diba?

          I think the word that encapsulates the events that took place this year is uncertainty. For me at least. It is what I feared the most. Afraid of what will happen next. Maybe it is the utmost reason why I missed a lot of chances to – prove myself, to show off what I got in my jacket pocket, what I can offer, and to improve the things here I am good at. 

I have had a lot of shortcomings this year. The tears that I let out were way fewer than last year, but the tears from this year came from a deeper source. Maybe because I already decided what I want to do until I die, but the people around tell me otherwise. I felt like my dream was invalidated. Trashed. Thrown away. Just because the dream is a 24-karat gold and I only have a couple of gravel and sand. And it cuts even deeper and the wounds won’t heal in an instant.

I’m a fond believer of that famous saying that’s about crossing a bridge when you arrived there, but what if there are even no roads, or pathways or pavements that will lead you to that bridge? You haven’t even reached the bridge yet, but you have already been stopped because the enforcers told you the roads are closed. I could handle everything life throws at me. I made a ridiculous stewed sea urchin, I put the pineapples on my pizza, I defused the nuclear bomb and used it as a decoration in my room, kasi nga I cross the bridge when I get there. I deal with what’s in front of me. Pero how could you deal with something, if along the way, the people around you have already poked a hole in your tires? That even though they believe in you, unconsciously they are telling you that ~no, you won’t do it cause we won’t allow you. It will just fuel your fear kasi you will never know what’s on the other side. You cannot cross the bridge because you won’t even get there. The fear of uncertainty will eat you alive, chew you and spit you out to where you started. And I don’t want to be that person who grieves, and regrets his life decisions after a couple of years because he patterned it out from what the people around him pressured him to do. I want to dictate my future, but there are just inevitable circumstances that make it hard to do so, and it makes me real sad. I thought this year will be different. I had high hopes with it, but it just let me down. They let me down.

But I will still continue striving. This time, I will have enough courage, and bravery to stand up for the choices I make. I will never let any opportunity slip through my hands like water. I will face this year in my warrior suit, equipped with the disappointments, discouragements, fears, heartbreaks, anxieties, regrets, and problems the past year had thrown at me, that I have successfully overcome.

I can already feel that this year will be tiring, productive, troublesome, hard, insane, bountiful, delightful, pleasing, satisfying, wild, I can list a couple more adjectives but in all, I will sum it up with just a word stressful. But hey, being stressed means that you are actually doing something. I expect a lot of disappointments and heartbreaks to come this year, but deep down, a spark of hope still shines. I have the right to be a pessimist, cause hello, 2017??? But it does not mean I will be for the rest of the year.

I’m on my *crossed fingers* final year in college, so that means I will be graduating this year. That alone is one hell of an event to look forward to. Alongside that, my medical journey will also be put on trial this year 🤣. My fate to becoming a medical doctor will be decided hopefully before I graduate from college. But again in crossed fingers, I really hope that whoever is to decide, I want the decision to be in my favor cause not only it will trace my future, it will also reveal how tough, matured, brave and steadfast I have become. These are just two of what I think be the highlights of this year. Here’s to a handful more of new experiences!! Cheers. 🥂

May 2018 be my year.

Seriously. Cause 2018 is Year of the Dog, and I’m a big big huge enormous fan of dogs. so can this year be my year?

[del-u-x-blog]

El final

No tengo más que decir, gracias por haberte ido. Sí, si merecía algo mejor que tú y ya llego.

[enriquesanudo]

Se va, se va, se fue el 2017. Feliz 2018 para todos! #viejita #findeaño #adios2017 #añoviejo #añonuevo #holacombo #yellow #animation #illustration #enriquesanudo

[silvia-ahora-blog]

Último vídeo del año...próximamente en mi canal! 🌠💕 #youtuber #canal #silviahora #findeaño #felizaño #happy #2018 #adios2017 #bye2017 #belleza #beauty #peinados #happynewyear #newyear #canon