Happy New Year!

And yet another year has passed, a great one at that. A year full of nerding and unnecessary, although admittedly entertaining drama. A year for the bitchy, the unscrupulous and the obtuse to show their true colours. Yet it also proved to be a year for bridging new friendships, rekindling old ones, making new acquaintances. Yes, I doubt any of us will forget the year we were 17, for the memories we take with us are of unimaginable value, and the lessons we have so painfully learned will prove to be so very useful in our presumably EXTREMELY scandalous and convoluted college years ahead.

I'll miss you, all of you who aren't attending HELP. Those in Taylor's, MCKL and what not. And especially those who have decided to further their studies overseas, in Australia, the UK and even freakin' Germany!

So readers, have a blessed new year and may the economy recover in a graceful and prompt fashion. May restaurants lower their prices so our college expenditure may reach figures which do not depict obscenity. May we all be cautious, careful and safe, and not indulge ourselves in evils and capricious, shameful acts. May we keep our loved ones close, and to cherish them in a clean, merry milieu.

Omg, I'm gonna be eighteen. I don't wanna grow up.

Zyang.