I had originally planned to do something special for what is the last blog entry for 2009; for the decade. But then I realised that I actually hate drawing attention to the fact that yet another year has gone by and that a brand new one is about to begin (hence why I dislike New Year’s Eve celebrations), so I thought I’d just keep the specialness to a minimum.
I had also originally planned to do this masssssssssive entry with all this shit but then I realised that I just couldn’t be bothered. Plus, 2009 wasn’t even that great anyway.
Okay, so, it wasn’t that bad I suppose. I liked it at the start. A lot. Ya know, Rocky Horror, being in love, feeling optimistic about everything. That of course all fell away at one point, but ya know. Haha, gosh, I was so dramatic at that point in time. I mean, at the time, I was like, totally.. not good.. but now I look back and find it amusing as. And, ya know, now that I think about it, thank fuck that all happened because seriously, I’m so awesome now. Like, c’mon, I’m so fucking hilarious and you know it. I like to think of the horrible time of this year as like, this.. detox sorta thing. Where I just got everything bad out and now I’m all back to my hilariously cynical self. Awesome.
I keep saying that I’ve done nothing and that nothing has happened this year, but I’ve done quite a bit when you really think about it. I mean, I’ve had the ability to write something here nearly every single day, so like, that’s gotta count for something, right?
Now I feel like being reeeally reflective and all this shit, but I have to stop and go out now. Shame. I don’t even wanna go anywhere. It’s too hot and I feel and look like shit. Oh well.
So yeah, um, thanks for reading this past year if you’ve done so. Doesn’t it feel totally weird thinking that it’s almost a whole year since you first started being a stalker and reading about my little life? It’s so fucking weird. Like, what? Way to be over 2009. Freak.
I guess the question remains: will I continue this blog in 2010? Hm. Well, who knows. I don’t. Which is a problem considering I own this blog and I should know stuff, but I really haven’t given it much thought. To paraphrase Gretel from one of the series of Big Brother, it’s anyone’s guess.
Um.. yeah. I have nothing else. Fucking sun. Cunt. So hot right now. Gosh.
For ze last time for zis year..
As you were.
