So, it's 2009. Some resolutions...

• Look great. I've come a long way since high school. I was a really chubby guy who overate to compensate for the lack of emotional maturity and familial stability in my life. Freshman year of college, I lost about 50 pounds and came back, looking delicious. I maintained it till sophomore year, and now, junior year, I gained 10-15 pounds. I look okay now.  Seriously, I went from skinny to slightly overweight. That's what hardcore clubbing, drinking, and gorging on delicious Korean food does to your body. But I've been working out the past couple days and feel so much better. It's important to take care of yourself; healthy body, healthy mind. I don't want to overdo it and become this sickly thin twinkie, instead I'm going for some definition and muscle tone. Besides that, I want to stay on a consistent workout schedule for more than a couple months. I made a new friend, Eddie, who's built like a fireplug and is gonna teach me how to stop plateau and stay focused (not bored). 
• Feel great. My stay in Korea has taught me so much. With my father back in my life, some close friends who have inched their way into a special place in my heart, there's a growing sense of coming together. Instead of this giant shadow of enormous proportions looming over my life, I see my father as a deeply flawed man who is learning from his mistakes and is trying to redeem himself. Instead of superficial, shallow friendships, I've made friends with four incredible girls who inspire me to be a better person. They challenge me on an intellectual and emotional level, pushing me out of my comfort zones. I'm also coming to terms with my flaws. I'm aware of my weaknesses and gaining more patience and empathy for others. I've gained a new appreciation for family and what's important in life. I've become more self-aware. Ultimately, I've become happier with who I am.  I feel like I'm becoming more whole. More and more complete.
• Stay focused. Don't know how to explain it, but coming to Korea also changed my perspective in my future. Particularly, my career plans. I remember those innocent days of fantasizing about a life in cocktails and novels. Well, they're gone. I don't know if it's because of those darn Confucian family values, but I realized my responsibility as the firstborn and only son to take care of my parents. It's like someone put some mega-hot ambition into a syringe and needled it into my brain. Because it's all I can think about. I want to hustle, chase some serious paper, be a baller. I've been thinking about what I can do that will incite some passion and instill some drive and motivation. Law? Publishing? All I know for certain is that I'm mulling over GMAT and LSAT. Grad school, yuck... I'll definitely take a year or two off though.

These are mostly vague long-term goals. And what I learned most is that all the pondering of the future isn't worth jack shit without enjoying and living in the present. So, I'm just gonna revel in the good things. And that's friendship, prosperity, ambition, and contentment.