2010, I gotta say, you've really been impressing me so far.
I know I sounded a bit cynical and pessimistic when I wrote about the new year, but don't worry, I wasn't taking it out on you. I was taking it out on the holiday.
Anyway, thanks 2010 for rocking so far. Classes are going well. They're a bit intense but I think that they'll be helpful and good for me in the long run. I really don't like some of the guys (aka pretty much all the guys but a couple) in my classes because they're punks and think they're all that, but that will be a good learning experience for me too. Overall I'm glad for the classes I'm taking, minus the $706 I spent on books this semester...
The weather has been awesome too. No snow as of yet. Lets keep it that way. At least here in Provo. I actually really want it to snow hard in the mountains every day.
And the reason I want tons of snow in the mountains is the next reason why I love 2010 so far! The return of snowboarding! Ah man I love taking off after doing some homework for a good night of snowboarding with Jeffy-Boy. Snowboarding freakin rocks, and because there has been lots of snowboarding in 2010 so far, you also rock 2010...
All these times I've let out some serious frustrations with dating. 2009 was a strange dating year for me for sure. However... 2010 has turned over a new leaf. Dating has been AWESOME! hahaha. yeah.
Nuf said 2010. You're freakin awesome. Bye.
Monday, January 18, 2010
Saturday, January 2, 2010
To New Year's Eve
First off, New Year's Eve, I don't know how to punctuate you properly. Is it New Years' Eve, New Years Eve, or New Year's Eve? Get on that and let me know...
So, you were yesterday. And I can't pinpoint the exact moment yesterday, but as I was really thinking about it, I realized you pretty much aren't that cool anymore. As a kid, you rocked and I loved it every time you came around because I got to stay up until midnight! I remember Y2K even and I got bored staying up that late because I was playing WWF Smack Down on my N64 all night while listening to the Willenium CD. These days, I go to bed around midnight every night. Your junk food appeal isn't there anymore either because I can eat junk whenever I want! (And I pretty much do).
You're like that kid in elementary school who everyone wants to hang out with at recess because you have the most Pokemon cards until finally someone realizes that you aren't cool anymore and all the sudden its 10 years later and you still have all those Pokemon cards.
You do have the wow factor still of being a new year. More so this last time because we rang in a new decade (which I still haven't decided between "twenty-ten" or "two-thousand ten").
Moral of the story is, New Year's Eve, you're just not that cool and it's about time someone told you. I don't need you to be able to hang out with friends until ridiculous hours of the night, just like I really don't care about that kid's Pokemon cards.
There. It's about time someone said it...
So, you were yesterday. And I can't pinpoint the exact moment yesterday, but as I was really thinking about it, I realized you pretty much aren't that cool anymore. As a kid, you rocked and I loved it every time you came around because I got to stay up until midnight! I remember Y2K even and I got bored staying up that late because I was playing WWF Smack Down on my N64 all night while listening to the Willenium CD. These days, I go to bed around midnight every night. Your junk food appeal isn't there anymore either because I can eat junk whenever I want! (And I pretty much do).
You're like that kid in elementary school who everyone wants to hang out with at recess because you have the most Pokemon cards until finally someone realizes that you aren't cool anymore and all the sudden its 10 years later and you still have all those Pokemon cards.
You do have the wow factor still of being a new year. More so this last time because we rang in a new decade (which I still haven't decided between "twenty-ten" or "two-thousand ten").
Moral of the story is, New Year's Eve, you're just not that cool and it's about time someone told you. I don't need you to be able to hang out with friends until ridiculous hours of the night, just like I really don't care about that kid's Pokemon cards.
There. It's about time someone said it...
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