A Year in Review - Taken from allscrapedup.
Go to your Calendar and find the first entry for each month of 2005. Post a line of it in your journal, and that's your "Year In Review."
January:
things still to do:
-decide whether to wax off my newly-discovered mustache (i actually have one and just never really looked), or whether to dye it black and cultivate it
February:
ick. i puked once on a pile of clothing, once on my door, twice in the hallway, and 3 times in the toilet. as cathy strauss would say, "that's one way to clean the floor!"
March:
I JUST LOST MY WALLET!
and just as i was congratulating myself on having finished something.
April:
thanks for a taste of emo heaven.
May:
there's a karaoke night coming up soon too! and a n. island idol competition at the hotel we're in ...by the looks of it. i'm running around in chest waders every day. i also wear a large woolen men's button up shirt over top of my regular ones and a large yellow cowboy hat. it's hot, i swear.
June:
and to top it off, i'm in fucking port mc-damn-fucking-neill where my only other choices of nighttime events are:
a) reading
b) writing
c) karaoke at the haida-way pub by myself.
July:
i will play tennis in a skirt that is so short that it is positively pervy. i will learn to play bluegrass on my guitar, and b and i will become stars (and, consequently, heartthrobs).
August:
someday i will learn to swallow my drinks, rather than pouring them all over my face and body.
September:
jos is my lovely travelling companion. wish us luck in the united states of america! (i hate borders)
October:
You are a thirtysomething at heart.
November:
...when playboy and the 20s meet neverland
December:
"wow katie! what a stroke of genius that you thought of that!"
And with that, I think it's time that I go to bed!
January:
things still to do:
-decide whether to wax off my newly-discovered mustache (i actually have one and just never really looked), or whether to dye it black and cultivate it
February:
ick. i puked once on a pile of clothing, once on my door, twice in the hallway, and 3 times in the toilet. as cathy strauss would say, "that's one way to clean the floor!"
March:
I JUST LOST MY WALLET!
and just as i was congratulating myself on having finished something.
April:
thanks for a taste of emo heaven.
May:
there's a karaoke night coming up soon too! and a n. island idol competition at the hotel we're in ...by the looks of it. i'm running around in chest waders every day. i also wear a large woolen men's button up shirt over top of my regular ones and a large yellow cowboy hat. it's hot, i swear.
June:
and to top it off, i'm in fucking port mc-damn-fucking-neill where my only other choices of nighttime events are:
a) reading
b) writing
c) karaoke at the haida-way pub by myself.
July:
i will play tennis in a skirt that is so short that it is positively pervy. i will learn to play bluegrass on my guitar, and b and i will become stars (and, consequently, heartthrobs).
August:
someday i will learn to swallow my drinks, rather than pouring them all over my face and body.
September:
jos is my lovely travelling companion. wish us luck in the united states of america! (i hate borders)
October:
You are a thirtysomething at heart.
November:
...when playboy and the 20s meet neverland
December:
"wow katie! what a stroke of genius that you thought of that!"
And with that, I think it's time that I go to bed!