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The first day of 2009.
Whoa.Wasn't it just 2007? Did my brain skip over 2008 somehow?
Because, what with the multitude of things that occurred that year, it would be ridiculous not to register that it happened. -ed. Past tense. It's done.
I guess '08 just didn't feel long enough for it to be over already.
I hate the passing of time. I can't throw old things away because of their sentimental value, but for the very same reason, I want them out of my sight. I get too caught up in remembering the days that are already behind me. I just need a huge box, and a dark storage unit somewhere. I don't want to throw away the past, just hide it long enough to get me to focus on the future a little more seriously.
Man. How old am I?
Imagine how crazy I am going to be when I actually have more than 18 years of history to haunt my brain.
I am on a fast track to crazy cat lady/compulsive hoarder.
Not that I haven't realized this before.
But enough of that bullshit.
Life in general is what I might cautiously classify as "great."
My first college semester was a lot of fun, and winter break is much the same. Christmas came and went without much notice, by anyone, it seems, but I don't mind. I've been hanging out with friends a lot, which I really enjoy, I've had some fun new experiences, I have my portfolio ready and am prepared to declare my major the day I get back to Stockton, and I have ample time to be lazy and have fallen into a pattern of waking up at the crack of noon.
I feel guilty about the last part, but not enough to change my ways.
I thought I had no way of getting on the internet at home because our computer is broken, and my laptop couldn't pick up any wifi before, but the other day, I got signal! So I think I'll try to update more frequently (and in less vague terms).
20 days left of break! Woo!