Last Christmas
Well, another break come and gone. This one is one of the last. I'm getting sappy about all this ending shit, and I know that Lauren is never gonna let me forget it.
This year has been nothing like I had planned, and for that I'm grateful.
MY PLANS SUCK.
This summer was chaotic and was completely not what I had in mind. That said, I had a great time and met awesome people. Caterpillar wasn't what I had in mind either. Met some great people and made good money. Also have a full time offer, which I think I'm taking. Hell, even Christmas break wasn't what I was expecting! Had some awesome times with people I love. New Years eve and day is one of my happiest days in memory. Seriously. So my plan is...FUCK PLANS. I don't care. Lets just do.
Random thoughts and stuff to do:
I don't know why I always sell myself short or aim so low, but it's been a recurring theme since as long as I can remember. Currently I feel really good about where I am and who I am. Also, I am scared out of my fucking mind.
I still want to go to Europe after I graduate even though I have no one to travel with. Tom and Siobhan are going, but I don't want to third wheel their trip unless it's cool, which I don't think it is. I'll deal. Maybe find a couch surfer who's doing the same.
My dad is still a dick with money for school but because of the co-op at Caterpillar, I've got it covered and for once in my life don't give a shit.
My parents are still annoying. 'Nuff said. They'll be sad to see me go though, don't get me wrong.
Madeline is weird. She's seeing someone else. I don't care about that. I AM GOING TO HAVE A GOOD TIME THIS SEMESTER WHETHER SHE IS WITH ME OR NOT. END. OF. STORY.
I've got a good idea that I've only told Lauren about that I'm going to complete. Not talk about, COMPLETE. You'll see it. I swear.
I AM GOING TO READ MORE. Hell, I have 10 or so books to start, let alone finish.
I still don't like beer, but it's not so bad once you get to know it.
I'm going to start more activities this year. Sitting around waiting for phone calls sucks. I am going to be that guy that sets stuff up. Sometimes.
I have no idea what I'm doing, and I'm O.K.
This year has been nothing like I had planned, and for that I'm grateful.
MY PLANS SUCK.
This summer was chaotic and was completely not what I had in mind. That said, I had a great time and met awesome people. Caterpillar wasn't what I had in mind either. Met some great people and made good money. Also have a full time offer, which I think I'm taking. Hell, even Christmas break wasn't what I was expecting! Had some awesome times with people I love. New Years eve and day is one of my happiest days in memory. Seriously. So my plan is...FUCK PLANS. I don't care. Lets just do.
Random thoughts and stuff to do:
I don't know why I always sell myself short or aim so low, but it's been a recurring theme since as long as I can remember. Currently I feel really good about where I am and who I am. Also, I am scared out of my fucking mind.
I still want to go to Europe after I graduate even though I have no one to travel with. Tom and Siobhan are going, but I don't want to third wheel their trip unless it's cool, which I don't think it is. I'll deal. Maybe find a couch surfer who's doing the same.
My dad is still a dick with money for school but because of the co-op at Caterpillar, I've got it covered and for once in my life don't give a shit.
My parents are still annoying. 'Nuff said. They'll be sad to see me go though, don't get me wrong.
Madeline is weird. She's seeing someone else. I don't care about that. I AM GOING TO HAVE A GOOD TIME THIS SEMESTER WHETHER SHE IS WITH ME OR NOT. END. OF. STORY.
I've got a good idea that I've only told Lauren about that I'm going to complete. Not talk about, COMPLETE. You'll see it. I swear.
I AM GOING TO READ MORE. Hell, I have 10 or so books to start, let alone finish.
I still don't like beer, but it's not so bad once you get to know it.
I'm going to start more activities this year. Sitting around waiting for phone calls sucks. I am going to be that guy that sets stuff up. Sometimes.
I have no idea what I'm doing, and I'm O.K.