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2005 in review:
Take the first sentence from the first post of every month in 2005.
That’s your year in review.
January
I don't really want to talk about my day right now.
February
Well, life has been interesting lately.
March
I think I'm finally over being sick.
April
I didn't work today so today was officially day one of Spring Break for me.
May
I like this song, in fact, I want to marry it someday.
June
Soooo... Only three days left.... Two for me.
July
So tired.
August
Think about this, and think about it damn hard.
September
So my internet has been broken.
October
I just wanted to update real quick before I head off to bed, I'm pretty tired.
November
For some reason, I now have a paid account?
December
Guess what!
Soooo... anyways. That was pretty lame. Since most of my opening sentences are just starters and don't say anything important, lol. Whatever. I was bored.
So today was my going away/christmas/birthday party for my family and close relatives. It was pretty good. Not boring at all. And I got a lot of presents and stuff. Monies. Gift cards. Zac gave me a stuffed kitty in a basket with my name on it (on the basket, not the kitty,) and a beautiful picture of us framed, and a kitten calendar. He knows me very well, don't you think?
It was a sort of bittersweet day. Lots of good things and all, but I'm so terrified of leaving. I kinda hate it. It's getting so close and I just can't get over how much I don't want to leave and how much I hate that I can't just go to college like everyone else. My mom tried to comfort me tonight when I started crying randomly by telling me that she thinks I will really like it. It didn't help really, but I might be one step closer to accepting the inevitable. It's going to be so horrible being away from my family, from my home and from Zac. And thinking about the fact that my home will never be my home again is also sort of heart wrenching. I'm going to miss a lot of the freedom I have here. It's kind of weird. In the years where I should be seeking my independence from everyone, finding out who I am, I'm going into a place where thats not allowed, even slightly. It's a backwards way of living.
But don't get me wrong. I know it's for the best. And I know I will learn a lot from whatever I make it through. And I know it's only four years. But it's still killing me inside. I guess I will just continue to suck it up, learn what I can, and if I hate it as much as I feel that I will, I can get the heck out after those four years.
I just hope I don't miss anything in the time that I'm away.
Take the first sentence from the first post of every month in 2005.
That’s your year in review.
January
I don't really want to talk about my day right now.
February
Well, life has been interesting lately.
March
I think I'm finally over being sick.
April
I didn't work today so today was officially day one of Spring Break for me.
May
I like this song, in fact, I want to marry it someday.
June
Soooo... Only three days left.... Two for me.
July
So tired.
August
Think about this, and think about it damn hard.
September
So my internet has been broken.
October
I just wanted to update real quick before I head off to bed, I'm pretty tired.
November
For some reason, I now have a paid account?
December
Guess what!
Soooo... anyways. That was pretty lame. Since most of my opening sentences are just starters and don't say anything important, lol. Whatever. I was bored.
So today was my going away/christmas/birthday party for my family and close relatives. It was pretty good. Not boring at all. And I got a lot of presents and stuff. Monies. Gift cards. Zac gave me a stuffed kitty in a basket with my name on it (on the basket, not the kitty,) and a beautiful picture of us framed, and a kitten calendar. He knows me very well, don't you think?
It was a sort of bittersweet day. Lots of good things and all, but I'm so terrified of leaving. I kinda hate it. It's getting so close and I just can't get over how much I don't want to leave and how much I hate that I can't just go to college like everyone else. My mom tried to comfort me tonight when I started crying randomly by telling me that she thinks I will really like it. It didn't help really, but I might be one step closer to accepting the inevitable. It's going to be so horrible being away from my family, from my home and from Zac. And thinking about the fact that my home will never be my home again is also sort of heart wrenching. I'm going to miss a lot of the freedom I have here. It's kind of weird. In the years where I should be seeking my independence from everyone, finding out who I am, I'm going into a place where thats not allowed, even slightly. It's a backwards way of living.
But don't get me wrong. I know it's for the best. And I know I will learn a lot from whatever I make it through. And I know it's only four years. But it's still killing me inside. I guess I will just continue to suck it up, learn what I can, and if I hate it as much as I feel that I will, I can get the heck out after those four years.
I just hope I don't miss anything in the time that I'm away.