"for auld lang syne my dear, for auld lang syne, we'll take a cup of kindness yet,  for auld lang syne"

When 2016 begins I am singing. At the top of my lungs, in harmony with the friends who surround me. Everyone's arms are interlocked and through the chain of people I catch eyes with my brother whose i'm-causing-mischief laughter I can make out over the eighty something pairs of feet that stamp beside us. Everyone in the room is on my side, and I've never felt that so strongly before. The positive energy in the room in mind blowing and it raises me up to the point where I enter the new year feeling stronger than ever.

It's 2016 now. Time to say a final farewell to 2015 and svaagat to 2016. I suppose saying goodbye never feels quite right. We want to hold on forever, the people and the feelings to linger, we never want our memories to fade. But they will, lost in a sea of new memories, exciting moments of a life truly lived. 2015 was the year I went after my dreams, but 2016 is the year I get to live them. The year all my hard work and efforts will allow me to be free. The excitement that surrounds me is so incredibly tangible right now that I wish I could capture it in a little tiny bottle.

In 2015 I met and made so many amazing friends, went on so many adventures, either alone or with the most incredible people I've ever known, people I'm ever so grateful to have in my life. Never before have I laughed so much, cried so much, or felt that for the first time everything I'd ever dreamed was finally happening. It was the year I learned that if you want something to happen, you have to go for it, all or nothing, and keep fighting to make it work.

I have so many plans for 2016. For me but also for this little space of mine. Thank you so much for keeping up with me this year, because despite all the heartbreaks and breakdowns and moments when everything felt like it was falling apart- it's been a brilliant one. Thank you for sharing your stories and your lives with me. For having my back, and keeping my spirits soaring. I hope 2016 is a year full of growth for you, one full of adventures, risks, love, gratitude and living your dreams. After all, this is our youth, and it's time we got up and started to live like it.

Tonight as I write this, is a sombre one. The Christmas lights have been taken down, the TV movies are back to being fairly depressing and predictable and my home is no longer full of people. In other words the holiday season is over and tomorrow I'll be back at school. I have ironing to do and an essay to finish and hair to wash and it's so depressing to be back in a routine. But I hear my brother playing the piano downstairs and the smell of mums homemade bread floats up to me, and I couldn't be more grateful for where I am right now.




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