New Year's Resolutions
I've come to terms with the fact life stinks. I'm just not ruling out the possibility of some Febreeze comin' along to save me.
The New Year begins officially tonight at midnight. There will be no one for me to kiss, no promises to make to anyone but myself.
And I think that's okay. I'm not satisfied with it, but I'm okay with it. I'm entering 2008, rocking my socks off and singing my throat until its raw, and laughing until I cry, with no resolution that I can't keep to weigh me down.
My resolution this year?
To live without regretting 2007.
Happy New Years, livejournal.
((In a perfect 1 hour and 39 minutes late fashion))
P.S.
Will you have bad dreams if you ate Easy Mac before bed?
The New Year begins officially tonight at midnight. There will be no one for me to kiss, no promises to make to anyone but myself.
And I think that's okay. I'm not satisfied with it, but I'm okay with it. I'm entering 2008, rocking my socks off and singing my throat until its raw, and laughing until I cry, with no resolution that I can't keep to weigh me down.
My resolution this year?
To live without regretting 2007.
Happy New Years, livejournal.
((In a perfect 1 hour and 39 minutes late fashion))
P.S.
Will you have bad dreams if you ate Easy Mac before bed?