Jan 05, 2011 18:06
So, I was all excited for the new year, determined that it would be a great one because I wanted it to be, all the naysayers be damned. And then I got a cold and spent the last two days in bed. Well, there goes my happy new year buzz. Oh well, I never like to rate my years as being good or bad anyway. It's too long a length of time for the entire thing to rate only one emotion.
I hope getting sick for the new year isn't becoming a tradition. This year a cold, last year pink eye. And on the exact same day, too. :/ Maybe I should stop going to my family's annual new years day party. I don't know where else I could pick up sicknesses and all of us packed into a couple rooms in one house can't be good. Summer parties are a lot better for our family.
Also, I paid for my spring semester classes the other day. I'm worried about what they'll be like, whether I'll enjoy them, the orientations for my two online classes, how soon break is going to be over, blah blah blah... I always worry, though. That should be my new years resolution: worry less. AHAHAHAHA. Yeah, right. Still, it'd be some kind of wonderful miracle if I could figure out how to do it.
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