Maybe we’re like sinew, but even the strongest bonds can be broken. What stops one from getting close to anybody? What can you teach me that nobody else can? Why limit? We fabricate soul mates to crave some inane hunger. Picking away at my brain is not you, it’s me - I hired a bunch of part time workers and they’re putting in OT. Maybe we become close by distance, or maybe it harms. I do not know. I just know that it’s ironic the ones we can’t see ourselves without, we do so much to put in jeopardy. Do they really matter after all? All I know is, in better times, when I’m not thinking, or writing any of this is when I am the most happy. I guess my only real friend is nostalgia.
I love Breaking Bad.
I’ll be at work most likely.
Just want everybody to be healthy and happy for the New Years. My 2011 was a little crazy and I never thought it would be ending the way it is, but I’m very grateful for the people in my life. Like I posted earlier, I want to make more money in 2012 and work towards my goals with more fervor. Also, travel more.
I’m not the type of person who makes a big deal out of new years thinking its a new beginning or anything, just reflecting is all. So yeah, here’s to another good year. I’ll gain some more people in my life, lose a few more, gain a few back maybe. I honestly don’t know.
Get drunk and stay safe.
Poor Vince. Was almost relevant until KD stole the show.
I miss the NBA.
The best way to move forward is to not think at all. People do things because they want to. Can’t change the past.
these cookies omg
I have no regrets this year. I did exactly what I wanted to do, and probably did more harm than good to myself in most aspects but I’ve been me the whole time.
Does it mean I would do the same thing or I haven’t learned or grown up or realized things? Of course not, but it saved me from repeating it in the future.
I’m happy going into 2012, hopefully it can stay that way. I can only wish to be a little more productive in my job/school situation than this year. I’m comfortable in this routine, and while it feels good, it can’t be this way forever.
I’ll write about my year before 2012.
Live and learn.
My roommate found out she has a tumor and I don’t think its the good kind.
Sigh, I’m tired of this shit.