Here We Are
2008 is now just over two hours old. Most of you are either asleep or passed out drunk, which is fine as long as you're safe. My clock is telling me it's 2:13, which means that in less than two and a half hours I've realized just how much this sucks. It's to the point where there's really nothing to look forward to. School starts in a week, there's a convention in a couple of months, but it's all about how you start things. When midnight comes you should be with friends, or the one you love, not walking through the house alone or getting phone calls from friends who are having a better time doing the things you should be. This makes the sixth straight year that I've been in a situation where I find myself looking back rather than forward. Last year turned out better than years past, but whose to say that it wasn't an ab oration? Whose to say that 2008 will bring more of my past? I don't know what to do anymore.