GO FUCK YOURSELF.
WHILE YOU'RE AT IT, TAKE THE CANCER, THE HEARTACHE, THE LONELINESS, THE DEPRESSION, THE FEAR, THE UNCERTAINTY, THE UNNECESSARY DRAMA, THE PHYSICAL PAIN, AND THE SHITTY FRIENDS WITH YOU. I DON'T WANT TO HEAR ABOUT THE SHIT THAT DIDN'T GET DONE, OR THE CRAP THAT SHOULD HAVE HAPPENED, BECAUSE FUCK YOU. SERIOUSLY. FUCK YOU, YOU GODDAMN PIECE OF SHIT.
YOU ARE WORTHLESS AND I NEVER WANT TO SPEAK TO YOU EVER AGAIN. I HOPE YOU DIE IN A FIRE. THERE HAVE BEEN SOME PRETTY BAD YEARS BEFORE, BUT WHAT YOU DID TO MY MOTHER IS UNFORGIVABLE. THE WEATHER WAS AWFUL TOO, SO FUCK YOU FOR THAT.
THIS YEAR WAS MORE DEPRESSING THAN WHEN I WENT THROUGH MY GOTH PHASE IN HIGH SCHOOL. IT KIND OF FELT LIKE PEOPLE SUFFERED WAY MORE THAN I EVER THOUGHT POSSIBLE THIS YEAR, AND THAT SHIT AIN'T COOL. I AM NOT SORRY TO SEE YOU GO, AND I SPENT THE FIRST TWENTY MINUTES OF 2010 LAUGHING AND HAVING FUN. THEN MY MOTHER AND I HAD A DRUNKEN SOUL BONDING. SO ALREADY 2010 IS BETTER AND I HOPE YOU FEEL BAD, YOU FUCKER. EAT A BAG OF HELL.
to be fair the raise/promotion was pretty rad. also, lady gaga
IN CONCLUSION: 2009, GO CHOKE ON A DICK.