2002 Here I Come
December 3, 2001 - 6:51 p.m.

I decided against archiving for this month. After the new year, I'm just gonna separate my archives into years so I don't hafta do it quite as often. Plus, it's a pain in the ass having 15 olders.

Speaking of the new year, my mom and I were discussing how much this year sucked a couple nights ago. Two of our cats died, Keith's dad died, George Harrison died, and then there was the whole September 11th thing. Plus, both of my parents turned 50. We were trying to think of one good thing that happened this year. The only good thing I could think of was that I became friends with Jennifer. She was the only person I wasn't friends with before. Hmm.. maybe Joe too. I'm not sure. We thought of a couple other good things, but they all had their drawbacks (i.e. I went to Idaho, but ended up with a seemingly incurable broken heart). Yeah, so we're both hoping next year will be a lot better. I'm thinking it just might be since I'm graduating and starting a new life in college and all. My mom just sees that as something even worse though. My parents are worried they're gonna be bored shitless without both their kids here.

I know I wrote three new year's resolutions in here last year. I kinda forget what they were. I should go back and see if I accomplished any of them. I dunno if that's such a good idea though, knowing me.. hehe. Honestly, I just want this year to end. 2002 has been a year I've been looking forward to since I was in preschool (they put "Class of 2002" on our "graduation" t-shirts), so it sure as hell better turn out good.

I got a C+ on my Hard Times essay :o I need to work on more specific topic sentences and more specific examples from the book. Blah blah blah.

I think I'm gonna pop some poppy thingies (aka bubble wrap). That's always relaxing. Ta! ~BOB

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