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Stolen from chellekat:
2005 in review!
Post the first line from your first entry in each month this year.
January:
"SO not impressed with New Years Eve."
And I wasn't. this year better be more fun.
February:
"I've been HOOKED on The Used the last little while, and this song seems to make the most sense to me..."
Still true. Although all their songs make sense to me now.
March:
"1. What does your LJ nickname mean?
Knowntonone, that people don't know much about me, even if they think they do."
Still true, although there are some of you that know me better since then.
April:
"Completed Chapters 1 and 2!!!"
In regards to the story I'm making, I'm up to 20 pages and 9(?) chapters. I like it.
May:
"Got back to London last night, start work at the spice factory tomorrow. Things here are alright, but I'd rather be in Ottawa, enjoying a summer of fun."
Even though it turned out to be a kickass summer, I still wish I'd stayed in town.
June:
"So far, it's been a good summer, no chisels through hands, no messed up knees, just trampolining, drinking, campfires and sunburns."
HAHAHAHAHA. That was a fun night...
July:
"Ditched by friends tonight for NO apparent reason, so I'm hanging out looking up shite on the internet."
They called about 5 minutes after that, and we tore through London in a drunken rampage. If memory serves, I had to talk a cop out of arresting John.
August:
"As the title states, I am sunburnt. I have a drunken hillbilly burn... Aviator marks on my face, and a wifebeater burn on my body. Thank god for Liz and her aloe gel."
BEST DAY AT THE BEACH EVER!
September:
"Frosh training is draining (goddam right, the chants are stuck in my head), but awesome nonetheless. I realized that I have officially been on a bender, lasting the last 7 days, and therefore, hardly drank tonight"
Oh frosh week, how I love thee...
October:
"How come every time I go to Olivers with the promise of "I'm not gonna drink much", I still do? I know they deserve my money, but I'm a sucker for giving it to them EVERY TIME!!!!!!!"
I'm not an alcoholic! Alcoholics go to meetings.
November:
"I missed a phone call that could have been transformed into an amazing night (Iz, you're the only one that knows who that could have been)."
HAHAHA, yeah, that could have been good, too bad I fucked up.
December:
"Good night out. I had fun"
It was. Wow I drink alot. GO ME!!!
2005 in review!
Post the first line from your first entry in each month this year.
January:
"SO not impressed with New Years Eve."
And I wasn't. this year better be more fun.
February:
"I've been HOOKED on The Used the last little while, and this song seems to make the most sense to me..."
Still true. Although all their songs make sense to me now.
March:
"1. What does your LJ nickname mean?
Knowntonone, that people don't know much about me, even if they think they do."
Still true, although there are some of you that know me better since then.
April:
"Completed Chapters 1 and 2!!!"
In regards to the story I'm making, I'm up to 20 pages and 9(?) chapters. I like it.
May:
"Got back to London last night, start work at the spice factory tomorrow. Things here are alright, but I'd rather be in Ottawa, enjoying a summer of fun."
Even though it turned out to be a kickass summer, I still wish I'd stayed in town.
June:
"So far, it's been a good summer, no chisels through hands, no messed up knees, just trampolining, drinking, campfires and sunburns."
HAHAHAHAHA. That was a fun night...
July:
"Ditched by friends tonight for NO apparent reason, so I'm hanging out looking up shite on the internet."
They called about 5 minutes after that, and we tore through London in a drunken rampage. If memory serves, I had to talk a cop out of arresting John.
August:
"As the title states, I am sunburnt. I have a drunken hillbilly burn... Aviator marks on my face, and a wifebeater burn on my body. Thank god for Liz and her aloe gel."
BEST DAY AT THE BEACH EVER!
September:
"Frosh training is draining (goddam right, the chants are stuck in my head), but awesome nonetheless. I realized that I have officially been on a bender, lasting the last 7 days, and therefore, hardly drank tonight"
Oh frosh week, how I love thee...
October:
"How come every time I go to Olivers with the promise of "I'm not gonna drink much", I still do? I know they deserve my money, but I'm a sucker for giving it to them EVERY TIME!!!!!!!"
I'm not an alcoholic! Alcoholics go to meetings.
November:
"I missed a phone call that could have been transformed into an amazing night (Iz, you're the only one that knows who that could have been)."
HAHAHA, yeah, that could have been good, too bad I fucked up.
December:
"Good night out. I had fun"
It was. Wow I drink alot. GO ME!!!