HAPPY NEW YEAR!
So guess what? This has been a freaking kick-ass year and I can't wait for the next year to begin. Right now I'm watching Inception with my parents, just hanging out and having fun. I've almost got my college apps done, I've almost got my thesis ready to shoot, I've almost got my fairy tales project ready to present, and I have no clue what's going to go down once I get back to school, but I hope it's going to be as awesome as these past few months have been. Senior year is, so far, kicking the crap out of junior year in terms of epicness. I love my friends, I love my family, and I would not be where I am without them. This has been an amazing year and I am so looking forward to the coming year...
Just another year of friends, family, fun, love, life, and Alien Water Torture.
I will stop regretting the thesis crisis of last year. That's in the past. Time for me to forgive my thesis advisor, my workshop, and myself. I WILL make Alien Water Torture someday, just how I wanted to make it. But I won't do it until I can do it without a judge, jury, and executioner waiting to tell me all the reasons it won't work. It won't be a school project. It's going to be my own thing, with a couple of friends (and aliens, but I'll worry about that later).
I will stop worrying about what people think of me. It's just my insecurity about how I look, how I sound when I talk, how allegedly annoying I am when I do my little cough-laugh (hey, guys, not my fault I caught whooping cough). I am who I am, and if people don't like that or understand that, it doesn't give me the right to resent them.
I will stop hating people I don't understand. It's not YOUR fault you drive me crazy, after all. I will stop telling my parents how freaking irritating it is to have to spend every day with you, I will stop whining about how you have everything you want, I will stop acting like a martyr where you are concerned. I have to deal with you, I might as well at least try to like you.
I will try--really try--to grow a thicker skin. In my chosen business I can't let people hurt me as easily as they do now. It's down to me, not them. And you know what, I am a hell of a lot tougher than anyone--including me--thinks I really am. It's time I started showing it.
I will not let you--and you know who you are--bring me down with you. I don't need someone telling me I can't do anything--I already have enough of that. I don't need a friend who won't support me.
I will live up to what my parents and friends expect of me. More importantly, I will live up to what I expect of myself.
2010 was a good year.
2011 is going to be even better.
First STOLEN DIALOGUE of 2011!
Person one: Will you go on a date with me?
Person two: Oh, fine.
Person one: As brother and sister?
Person three: Right, 'cause that's not creepy at all...
Person one: As his roommate, how do you not just laugh your ass off all the time?
Person two: As his roommate, how do you not KILL HIM?
Person three: Well...I guess those two desires just cancel each other out...
"All of a sudden, my computer is a walking billboard."
Person one: How did you get a six-ten brother?
Person two: She went to Target.
Person one: Why would I put male genitalia in our microwave?
Person two: Well, I can think of a few people who deserve their genitalia to be in a microwave, but...
"As tempting as it sounds to lose my virginity in the bathroom at Tim Horton's...no. I don't think so."
"Last year he was all right, but this year it's like dealing with the clerk at Jackasses 'R' Us."
Person one: I really am such a coffee whore.
Person two: Do you sleep with coffee for money?
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