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How was everyone's New Years? (A little late, right?) Josh and I were the only sober ones at the party we went to; tons of fun all around, and lots and lots of hugs. I'm sick of this year already, though. But, it's more the time period than the actual date. It's probably just the time period intermingled with the America location, as well. It's like everywhere you turn, men are cheating on their wives. Even fucking Tiger Woods can't keep it in his pants these days. Somewhere along the line, it became the popular and upheld belief that signing a paper suddenly makes your relationship different, as well as less enjoyable. So, I'm stuck in a rut. I'm never going to get married, I've temporarily decided. It makes no difference now, being that I'm "too young." But for now I'll walk around and quote Up until your ears bleed and run around screaming that the fix is in and the sky is falling and when it hits it's gonna be the shitstorm of the century. Ohwait... that last part is a Mulder thing. In any event, five years from now, I'll probably still be wandering around quoting whatever cute movie I have my head wrapped around, I'll just be nearing the completion of my college education (with any luck) and I'll be more financially fucked up than I am now. This idea of growing up, I've decided, is silly. Because in growing up, the only thing that's changed is my growing understanding that men are awful beings and that America is a terrible place for a girl stuck in the eighteenth century. In growing up, I have also come to terms with the fact that the boy I picked doesn't like the idea of marriage, hates weddings, and doesn't think a wedding dress makes a girl look pretty. So, I think my new I'll never get married kick is an accurate one.
Reality is a bitch.
But it hits you a bit harder when you're fired on New Years Eve, let me tell you.
Maybe I will become the emo girl.
Reality is a bitch.
But it hits you a bit harder when you're fired on New Years Eve, let me tell you.
Maybe I will become the emo girl.