i don't want to hear about your confessions

Jan 01, 2006 15:32

i sat with the family in my grandparents living room, with my paper hat and confetti poppers in hand. i watched the ball drop in times square on tv and i swear my envy was palpable. i have never wanted to just jump into the screen and immerse myself in the mass of people more than i did last night. i drank my champagne (the real kind, because i'm a classy dame,) then watched the science channel. i found out how the tsunami of 2004 was created. interesting.

i made no resolution. any change that i need to make in my life shouldn't be made at the end of the year. that's called procrastination in my book.

when i go back to richmond, i'm walking on this ankle. i don't care if it's healed up or not. this cast weighs a ton and i'm a weakling. worry worry

2005 wasn't that eventful, but there were many firsts that went along with it. most involving accidents that resulted in broken bones, broken machinery, broken friendships and broken hearts. your year isn't completely uneventful if you get to break things.

this year, i also tried to convince myself that i tried to keep in touch with high school friends, but they seemed just as uninterested in that as i did. oh well, bring on new people and hopefully they will crack through my facade of cynicism and actually make me laugh. i haven't laughed much as of late and i really like it.
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