Dec 22, 2007 20:55
Take the first sentence (or 2) from the first post of each month of 2007. That's your year in review.
January: So let start with Sunday. New Years. I got up around 11 which was nice, then did a flying trip to my dad's house up in Cadillac... (and more about New Years, my fairly new job at Quiznos, and life in the Attic. Wow how things have changed.)
February: Yesterday I was scheduled to work 3 to closing, but work was closed all day. I didn't know this at first because apparently the phone number they call to tell me these things is my "home" number, which would be Dad's. If they did actually call at all. (and then I go on explaining how they gave me a week off to decide if I really wanted to work there. Of course I didn't, but anyway...)
March: I'm curious.
Today I worked with one of the guys that I see quite often because he comes in for lunch between classes, but I rarely get to work with him. He's 17 (though he seems older) and I'm 23 (though I seem younger). (and then after a story, he asked, and I posed the question to everyone, as to how young and old is too young and old for a person to date.)
April: You Are Pretty Happy Being Single (that was from a random quiz, and then I mention my apartment, and my new job, and Easter dinner with Matt and Joe. That was a good month, despite how emotionally crappy I was feeling, as my post also said).
May: Before I forget, I did run the day before yesterday. From my house to Bibles for Mexico, so around a mile,and then walked from there to KFC (since I had stuff in my arms by then) and then had to wait around for the rain to stop,so I could walk back home. (Yeah, the running thing didn't last very long)
June: List seven songs you are into right now....1. Lullabye (Goodnight My Angel)-Billy Joel...(I've liked that one since I first heard it and probably always will).
July: So the 5th Harry Potter movie and 7th book are coming out soon (yeah, that's right, this has to do with HP). They're showing the movies at the Herrick Library here, and I've gone to the first two showings so far. (This is when I got interviewed for the Holland Sentinel)
August: This is from a great book I recently read. It sums up much of how I feel about God and religion (and then I quote one of many wonderful sections from Eat, Pray, Love, which I highly recommend reading).
September: My account is suggesting that I update because it's been five weeks since my last post. (and the rest is about visiting my mom, and grandma, and actually making it to the church I grew up in. I think that's the most recent time I've been to church...)
October: I've had some sort of eventfulness the past week or so. Two days ago I had a day off, and my sister was supposed to be done with work in the early afternoon, so she agreed to go to my dad's house with me in her Volvo wagon to pick up the bed she used to have when she lived up there so I can use it and not be sleeping on a bed that's rusted. (and yet again, something went wrong. I think my sister and I together for long periods just means disaster or something.)
November: Well, I'm back in Mi. No, I was not in a hurricane or a tropical storm that I know of, as some people have asked. I'll probably write about the rest of my time in Florida later, but I just wanted to say I had fun and now I'm back to the boring working life I have here in Holland. And since I don't know for sure when I have to work tomorrow, I should probably get home and go to bed so I can actually get up in the morning. (That's the whole post. Possibly my shortest ever.)
December: First, yesterday I got out of work and was not happy with people at all because work was ridiculous. I just needed to relax, and was going to just check my email and then go home and sleep, but Becky was here and reminded me that they were having the bad sweater day at the brewery, so I changed my mind and went. (and then dealt with stupid family members and then stupid emails that are written by crispy Christians who had no clue what they're really talking about.)
That's all. I kinda feel bored with myself.
-Peta