25 to life.

I have a pretty good feeling about twothousandandfive. I can't say why. I mean, not I can't say why because it's a secret, but I can't say why because I don't know.
I'm not an optimistic girl. I never have been. I can fake it, but I'm lying. Half empty, half full..fuck that, my glass is broken and I'm all cut up and slipping around on the fallen liquid and my own blood.

But this year is different. I am not going to make any resolutions. Resolutions make you feel guilty and like a loser when you don't follow through with them, so I'm going to give myself a few suggestions. They're not set in stone, and I won't be a failure if I don't succeed in them. I'm almost 25, in dog years, that's like a million, so I don't need to be so hard on myself anymore...Yeah. That's the ticket.

my SUGGESTIONS for 2005 MYSELF....

wake up earlier
don't smoke so much
weed out the icky people in my life
travel
no more hard liquor
move away
exercise more
I will not dye hair my black (I'm gonna need BIG support for this one)
no television between 8am-11pm mon-fri

can I do these things? Who knows, I'm gonna try..But if I slip up...No big deal.
I'm just a kid. I'm getting old. I'm pretty young. My youth is passing me by.
I've got plenty of time. time is running out. I have my whole life ahead of me. The end is near.