Last week of 24
This is my post from December 12, 2008 (via another blog):
i don’t remember much from year 23.
it went from:
bargle.
going out every night.
my cousin’s death.
jana’s murder.
gas prices being $3.50 a gallon.
economy dying.
friends growing apart.
no clue what i want to be when i grow up.
to:
friends growing closer.
the entire six feet under series in one month.
courtney returning.
big move.
new job.
hermit city.
complete range of emotions re: my parents.
no clue what i want to be when i grow up.
I guess I’ll be making a new post here on Saturday. My original post had five “birthday resolutions” (because I hate New Years) and only one was accomplished. So there’s that. I seriously dislike disappointing myself. Ah well.
So here’s to my last week of being 24. Should be fun.
