The year is over
If what they said on Ally McBeal is true, then I didn't waste this year. When I got home from the New Years party I went to this morning I sat and though about the last year and everything that has happened in my life during it. It's been a big year for me really. Starting Uni, failing health sciences, a couple of weird little relationships and one real-ish one. I've made lots of new friends and grown apart from some old ones. I've discovered the internet and become a slave to it. And I've put on LOTS of weight.
I think this year I'll have to join a gym. Or just stop the ice cream and chocolate binge. My New Years Resolution was to never carry the duck anywhere ever again. And to be a nastier person.
So now it's 1999. In a year it'll be 2000. In two years it'll be 2001 and the new millenium. What a time to be alive.
Actually, this is a crappy time to be alive. That mythical beast "Society" is crumbling away and exposing the evil beneath its veneer. People are growing in this world, with out morals or hope. They just aren't nice. But against it all I can but triumph. Triumph or fade away like the dreams of a child.
I shouldn't write when my mind has both chocolate and sleep deprivation happening to it and the same time.
Buh-bye.