|Obvious Two Thousand and Six Reflections
||[Dec. 31st, 2006|04:57 pm]
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Well, fuck. Oh six was one of those years that just really really makes me sigh because it was so great. Everything was so chill this year, so laid-back, and ready to go. It started out during my junior year and I had already decided that my resolution was to take it easy. Stress was a part of the year, but only if it was absolutely necessary.
I might've partied a bit much, drank more than what is healthy, kissed like a man whore, and danced until i was dizzy- but I think I grew a lot. I realize it's a little more than hard to itemize what actual "growing" I did, so I'll just give it a blanket generalization: I know myself a lot more. I'm alittle more secure with myself and my own decisions (esp as a libra, i guess) People who I thought were gods have so many flaws that I just couldn't ignore, showed me that I don't have to be what's expected of me. It's hard to deal with life sometimes, so some people will bitch and moan about it until someone gives them a pat on the back and tells them it's alright, which will never really solve anything unless you did something about it. I really wish I grew taller though, haha.
This year was a 'milestone' for me because not only did I grow, but I also became a legal adult. That is, I can charged as an adult. Being 18 is pretty overrated, though. All the things I would get slapped on the wrist for are now criminal. I guess that's part of the growing up I did, staying out of dire trouble.
Family. Oh, family. There are some who think family can do no wrong, and there are some who think they're all wrong. I would like to say I've found the midpoint this year as a person who thought the former. They're human, and make just as many mistakes as you do. Even though you may look up to some, they might be complete assholes and you would never really realize it! But that's family, we all hold special expectations and ideals about family, but they're just as fucked up (or not) as you may be, but you love them anyway, because they're all you have in the end.
I really don't want to place pressure on next year by putting giant expectations on it, just to hope for the best (defeating the purpose ultimately hahah!).
Two thousand and six will leave us at midnight, but will live in our journal entries, pictures, writings, drawings forever. It's been a great year!