when the nightsky is covered by the glitz of stars and fireworks

I'm waiting on a new year. A year that allows me to open a new page in my life where the past stays as a past and what the future holds is something I'd be willing to venture on. I'm looking forward to chucking out books and using a folder instead, looking forward to sprinting to classes because they're the ones I chose as opposed to being forced to do, looking forward to hopefully being a part of something big which leaves me desiring every end of term and most importantly walk away from this turn of a decade. This year has had highlights but I've worn a frown for far longer than I wanted.