resolutions are for suckers.

i guess this year, imma sucker.

im kind of sick of the person i’ve become in the past five years…and i haven’t really seen any of my choices i’ve made better myself… so maybe its time to change a few things.

i’m gonna be less of a chainsmoking lush. take better care of myself. more optimistic. less dramatic (though honestly, i don’t think i’m too dramatic these days anyway, so that should be an easy one), go back to school (and fucking dont drop out this time) associate with better people, get a better job, and maybe, just maybe start calling people more…. 

whats the big deal about new years anyway? really. its just a day. nothing really changes, except the date. big deal.

i don’t know of a soul that would be like, alright, its the new year. everyone has a fresh new slate. i’m just gonna forget how they were in the past year, and expect something totally different.

say i kept these new years resolutions i just made. do they really matter? everyone is just going to see me for how i was. at least, thats how i feel about it… unless my change is so huge that they forget all about the old me.

i dunno. at this point, i feel like i am just rambling.

goodbye great (not-so-great) 2008, hello devine 2009.

this is going to be a great year.