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2007 roundup
Dec. 30th, 2007 11:57 amBAD
- Still. In. Fucking. Chattanooga.
- The more time I spend with my family, the crazier they drive me. I need to take a break from them, or tell them I'm adopted, or something.
- I live in squalor, thanks largely to the cats.
- And I'm poor.
- Still no boyfriend.
- No girlfriend either.
GOOD
- I have developed coping mechanisms, so even though I'm still in fucking Chattanooga, I feel less like I want to die.
- I do have wonderful friends here, without whom I probably would have gone a bit nuts.
- I've lost 25 pounds, and I'm still shrinking.
- My Death Note fixation, though a bit exasperating to my real-life friends, has been a good thing overall. I've met a lot of awesome people online. It has given me something to do with my brain. It motivated me to write a lot more, and that seems to be carrying over to my original stuff too.
- Speaking of writing, thanks to FMA and DN, I've started to get over my lifelong inability to finish thingsat allin a timely fashion. I may actually finish a novel this year. And I wrote what I think is the best fanfic I've yet finished.
- I'm happier with myself than I have been in a long time. I think I have a healthy sense of my own awesomeness. (I.e., not too conceited, not too self-conscious.) And I'm getting very certain of what I want and need in my life and what I don't.
So: basically good. A lot better than 2006, which sucked ass. If we go with my belief that one should get to do over the years that weren't any fun, I'd only have to do about half of this one over... which makes me 25, I think, when everything's subtracted. :-)
- Still. In. Fucking. Chattanooga.
- The more time I spend with my family, the crazier they drive me. I need to take a break from them, or tell them I'm adopted, or something.
- I live in squalor, thanks largely to the cats.
- And I'm poor.
- Still no boyfriend.
- No girlfriend either.
GOOD
- I have developed coping mechanisms, so even though I'm still in fucking Chattanooga, I feel less like I want to die.
- I do have wonderful friends here, without whom I probably would have gone a bit nuts.
- I've lost 25 pounds, and I'm still shrinking.
- My Death Note fixation, though a bit exasperating to my real-life friends, has been a good thing overall. I've met a lot of awesome people online. It has given me something to do with my brain. It motivated me to write a lot more, and that seems to be carrying over to my original stuff too.
- Speaking of writing, thanks to FMA and DN, I've started to get over my lifelong inability to finish things
- I'm happier with myself than I have been in a long time. I think I have a healthy sense of my own awesomeness. (I.e., not too conceited, not too self-conscious.) And I'm getting very certain of what I want and need in my life and what I don't.
So: basically good. A lot better than 2006, which sucked ass. If we go with my belief that one should get to do over the years that weren't any fun, I'd only have to do about half of this one over... which makes me 25, I think, when everything's subtracted. :-)
