Last Year
go through your journal from last year and put in the first sentence from the first post of every month:
January:General weirdness has a tendency to follow. Lots of things have fallen apart, not for me but in general.
February: Sometimes its so hard to right the world. You can't please everyone, and usually you can't even please yourself
March: This night I seek guidance, for the path that I shall tread,
April: Instead of going out and having fun to-night, I got in a fight and was bored for the vast portion thereof.
May: SHE is the most beautiful creature I have ever seen.
June: Fuckoff to anyone who doesn't care about me, or my life and wants only to make me feel like shit. I hate you. I really do
July: I'm so fucking aggravated at Adam right now. Goddamn bastard sent me home again. They promised me I'd be able to work to-day, but now instead I'm off again. FUCKING CHRIST>
August:
I admit it, I am a shitty person, but I still have needs and I will still try to find a way to meet them. My needs are:
September: To those I've hurt. or who have hurt me:
October: Thank you for a wonderful evening, you do very much make me happy, I look forward to seeing you again.
November: I don't know how to describe where my life is. I feel so off.
December: I don't know what to do, I don't know what to think. I keep feeling completely overwhelmed and out of control
January:General weirdness has a tendency to follow. Lots of things have fallen apart, not for me but in general.
February: Sometimes its so hard to right the world. You can't please everyone, and usually you can't even please yourself
March: This night I seek guidance, for the path that I shall tread,
April: Instead of going out and having fun to-night, I got in a fight and was bored for the vast portion thereof.
May: SHE is the most beautiful creature I have ever seen.
June: Fuckoff to anyone who doesn't care about me, or my life and wants only to make me feel like shit. I hate you. I really do
July: I'm so fucking aggravated at Adam right now. Goddamn bastard sent me home again. They promised me I'd be able to work to-day, but now instead I'm off again. FUCKING CHRIST>
August:
I admit it, I am a shitty person, but I still have needs and I will still try to find a way to meet them. My needs are:
September: To those I've hurt. or who have hurt me:
October: Thank you for a wonderful evening, you do very much make me happy, I look forward to seeing you again.
November: I don't know how to describe where my life is. I feel so off.
December: I don't know what to do, I don't know what to think. I keep feeling completely overwhelmed and out of control