Thanks for the idea Gill...
Last year everyone started doing this, and I was going to, and of course, got distracted, and time passed...and well...now it's this year...but I think I'm going to give it a shot. My year in review (pretty much a sentence of every lj entry):
January:
So, I've been reeally mopy (haha is that how you spell that? 'cause that looks like I'm a mop...hahaha) mopey(?) anyway yeah, I've been all depressed, and my parents were having mimosas with breakfast, and my dad said I could taste his...and ya know, they are sooo yummy. // I think I am slowly losing terms with sanity. // Thank God for rain. Thunder, lightning, and the entire sky opening up without control, almost attacking. It was beautiful. // I've been having a really difficult time with something lately, and I'm not quite sure how to explain it. // I feel so much better.
February:
Jesus take the wheel, take it from my hands, 'cause I can't do this on my own, I'm letting go, so give me one more chance, to save me from this road I'm on, oh Jesus take the wheel. // You're such an idiot. // I remember it all. // "There's no fundamental excuse for the granted I'm taken for. And it's easy not to. So much easier not to. But what goes around never comes around to you." // "Here, a little sympathy, for you to waste on me, I know you're faking it but that's okay." // I feel pretty. // I can't talk to anyone about this. // The last two weeks have been hell.
March:
I'm screaming. // So, I had a discussion with Mrs. Andrews today. // I'm so full of anger. I'm so full of hate. I'm so contradictory. I'm such a hypocrite. I could scream. I did scream. I don't know anything. // God. I have no idea what I'm doing. None, at all. // I'm so dangerous right now. // So, yeah. I don't know how I'm feeling about this. // One hundred twenty three thousand, eight hundred and forty minutes. // Wow. // I don't know this Maria. // Hey you-- thanks.
April:
So, yeah, I definitely don't even want to go to prom anymore. // My mom hates me. My dad hates me. Cassi's mad at me. // NO. NO NO NO NO. THAT IS NOT OKAY. // Say 20 things to different people; they can be 20 different people, or only a few. Don't say who each one is for. // Yeah, I'm still not okay with it. // Damn. // I have no regrets. Last night was phenomenal. Really absolutely amazing. I woke up and decided it was going to be a great day, and it was.
May:
So, life totally sucks, but this is funny.
June:
It's kind of like pine needles. // I'm sorry. // 6.
July:
So, I was incredibly stupid. I made a mistake, paid the consequences, and have reflected upon the outcome. My conclusion? I'm a raindrop.
August:
So, I've been thinking about this, analyzing it, and looking at the whole idea from every angle...and I've come upon the conclusion that I really want....a kiss. // And the realization of that, my friends, is called closure. // So I hate this whole starting to really really like someone thing and then not being able to pursue it for a number of reasons. // So, who else thinks the whole "Pluto not being a planet anymore" thing is ridiculous?
September:
I can't sit on the cot from "The Disposal" without thinking about that day. And once again, it is part of our set. // Today, I was fully miserable for the first time in a very long time. // There is a 98% chance right now that I am moving. // Five hundred twenty-five thousand, six hundred minutes. I have a new outlook on life.
October:
I'm happy. =] // Brinton, you're amazing. // So, I missed school today to go be an extra in the movie Asylum. // Wow. Ah-ma-zing night. Amazing. Everything. Just...*smiles*. // Erin just asked me if there was something that had the consistency of noodles and carrots....and then was mildly offended (NOT just mildly offended MARIA.) when I gave her an "are you joking" look. // I'm so stressed...I could cry.
November:
Grow up or shut up. // Hmm. Wow......quiero vivir para ahora. // Ahem...excuse me? Excuse me! I miss you. // You surprised me tonight. You. Are. Amazing.
December:
Two hundred sixty-two thousand, eight hundred minutes. Well...roughly. // I'm being so selfish. // "I see you windin' and grindin, up on the floor...." I'm so completely loving life right now.
Overview:
Haha, um, wow. So...bi-polar year? I think so. Depressed depressed depressed...mia for a while....okay...a little better...better...better again, ehh?, happy!...happy happy happy...stressed...happy happy happy. I guess from reading you could assume that my year kind of sucked for the most part, but in living it, I have to say, it really wasn't that bad looking back on all of that...and I'm more than satisfied with the outcome. It was a very productive year for me, I've grown up quite a bit. A lot, actually.
Thanks to everyone who contributed to that. =]
Merry day after Christmas everyone!
January:
So, I've been reeally mopy (haha is that how you spell that? 'cause that looks like I'm a mop...hahaha) mopey(?) anyway yeah, I've been all depressed, and my parents were having mimosas with breakfast, and my dad said I could taste his...and ya know, they are sooo yummy. // I think I am slowly losing terms with sanity. // Thank God for rain. Thunder, lightning, and the entire sky opening up without control, almost attacking. It was beautiful. // I've been having a really difficult time with something lately, and I'm not quite sure how to explain it. // I feel so much better.
February:
Jesus take the wheel, take it from my hands, 'cause I can't do this on my own, I'm letting go, so give me one more chance, to save me from this road I'm on, oh Jesus take the wheel. // You're such an idiot. // I remember it all. // "There's no fundamental excuse for the granted I'm taken for. And it's easy not to. So much easier not to. But what goes around never comes around to you." // "Here, a little sympathy, for you to waste on me, I know you're faking it but that's okay." // I feel pretty. // I can't talk to anyone about this. // The last two weeks have been hell.
March:
I'm screaming. // So, I had a discussion with Mrs. Andrews today. // I'm so full of anger. I'm so full of hate. I'm so contradictory. I'm such a hypocrite. I could scream. I did scream. I don't know anything. // God. I have no idea what I'm doing. None, at all. // I'm so dangerous right now. // So, yeah. I don't know how I'm feeling about this. // One hundred twenty three thousand, eight hundred and forty minutes. // Wow. // I don't know this Maria. // Hey you-- thanks.
April:
So, yeah, I definitely don't even want to go to prom anymore. // My mom hates me. My dad hates me. Cassi's mad at me. // NO. NO NO NO NO. THAT IS NOT OKAY. // Say 20 things to different people; they can be 20 different people, or only a few. Don't say who each one is for. // Yeah, I'm still not okay with it. // Damn. // I have no regrets. Last night was phenomenal. Really absolutely amazing. I woke up and decided it was going to be a great day, and it was.
May:
So, life totally sucks, but this is funny.
June:
It's kind of like pine needles. // I'm sorry. // 6.
July:
So, I was incredibly stupid. I made a mistake, paid the consequences, and have reflected upon the outcome. My conclusion? I'm a raindrop.
August:
So, I've been thinking about this, analyzing it, and looking at the whole idea from every angle...and I've come upon the conclusion that I really want....a kiss. // And the realization of that, my friends, is called closure. // So I hate this whole starting to really really like someone thing and then not being able to pursue it for a number of reasons. // So, who else thinks the whole "Pluto not being a planet anymore" thing is ridiculous?
September:
I can't sit on the cot from "The Disposal" without thinking about that day. And once again, it is part of our set. // Today, I was fully miserable for the first time in a very long time. // There is a 98% chance right now that I am moving. // Five hundred twenty-five thousand, six hundred minutes. I have a new outlook on life.
October:
I'm happy. =] // Brinton, you're amazing. // So, I missed school today to go be an extra in the movie Asylum. // Wow. Ah-ma-zing night. Amazing. Everything. Just...*smiles*. // Erin just asked me if there was something that had the consistency of noodles and carrots....and then was mildly offended (NOT just mildly offended MARIA.) when I gave her an "are you joking" look. // I'm so stressed...I could cry.
November:
Grow up or shut up. // Hmm. Wow......quiero vivir para ahora. // Ahem...excuse me? Excuse me! I miss you. // You surprised me tonight. You. Are. Amazing.
December:
Two hundred sixty-two thousand, eight hundred minutes. Well...roughly. // I'm being so selfish. // "I see you windin' and grindin, up on the floor...." I'm so completely loving life right now.
Overview:
Haha, um, wow. So...bi-polar year? I think so. Depressed depressed depressed...mia for a while....okay...a little better...better...better again, ehh?, happy!...happy happy happy...stressed...happy happy happy. I guess from reading you could assume that my year kind of sucked for the most part, but in living it, I have to say, it really wasn't that bad looking back on all of that...and I'm more than satisfied with the outcome. It was a very productive year for me, I've grown up quite a bit. A lot, actually.
Thanks to everyone who contributed to that. =]
Merry day after Christmas everyone!