You pay me back in kind and reap just what you sow.

Sometimes, I pretend I have a voice like this. 
Alas, I do not.

I heard this song and I thought, "What an adequate way to express my feelings toward 2010." Now, I don't really care about New Year's, never have. In fact, I'm usually in bed before midnight. However, I've had ample time to sit and ponder everything from my propensity to misinterpret (which has manifested itself in my entire family assuring me Russia is inherently evil...long story) to my latest budgeting scheme. I thought back over this long and short year: divided neatly into two radically different parts. Truly, I can now praise God for all He has done, even though some of it hurt like the dickens. I've realized that I can sing because I'm free in Christ, and I must never allow a human being or idea or passion or a million other things to take His place.
So long 2010! I'm glad you're done.

As for you, 2011...show me what you can do. I ain't never scared.