A repost of a web-diary that predated the term blog - as previous hosting is disappearing it can now go here.
24 October 1998 - 29 July 1999 originally published on geocties.
August 1999 - 2012 originally published on ihug.
Disclaimer
Though a "Diary" my online diary is a work of FICTION.It may at times strongly reflect actual events of my life, often how I honestly perceived them and display my genuine reactions. But not always and everything contained within should be treated as a fiction.
This is also a personal diary, so by reading it you are violating my privacy. And as it is a personal diary you are not allowed to hold anything you read in it against me, as you shouldn't have been reading it anyway.
Also, this diary is not to be read by anyone who has gone out with me, would like to go out with me in the future, or suspects I may like to go out with them.
Thursday, 13 December 2012
13th December 2012.
So, I've not written in so long that it is fair to say this thing has been retired. On that note, I thought that since I'm entering Jesus year today (still having never broken a bone, at least so far as I or anyone else has known - so I am totally the saviour.....) that I should do a round up of the year.
So, to the main event of the year. Rather unexpectedly, mostly as I didn't think I was capable, I fell embarrassingly in love this year. About seven very pleasant months of someone I didn't especially like but thought I could grow old with. Was pretty nice while it lasted and very much not something I ever saw myself doing. I was pretty certain I'd lost any capacity to be a smitten retard at some point during the years of bitter pining after the first time. Nice to know I have some capacity for human stupidity, I guess. Long story short, it ended badly for me. So then I spent a couple of months sulking about being ditched and being unable to complete with Canada.
In health news, it turns out I had a year of being slightly less sick. Unfortunately I only noticed this when it suddenly went back to normal and I realised things had been being nice to me. So I failed to know and the time, and thus didn't get any enjoyment out of it, more is the pity.
To sum up, I'm alive.
Next year I hope to be part-timing at uni again, so my life is slightly less of a complete waste.
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