My OperaSilly, Silly Opera
Saturday, January 17, 2009 5:36:35 AM
Or maybe silly, silly Christina. 
I wrote a big long lovely post yesterday and apparently previewed it but forgot to post it and then exited out of Opera. Whoops..............
Dave's Birthday was today! He got what he asked for: an iPod Touch, lucky kid that he is. I bought him a couple of covers so the iPod will last longer. Now, the other computer is being screwy and he can't download any songs onto it. Ooohh... talk about your disappointments. It's cool though. I'd rather have an iPhone.
I don't want to ask for anything for my birthday. Even though an iPhone or an iTouch would be awesome. I mean, I don't need anything. Except... yeah, money for college would be nice. I just don't want to have my parents buy me something wicked expensive especially when we just got the lecture about "tightening our financial belt." I feel bad. I feel a little guilty about David getting his iTouch just because it was expensive and he already got a $400 guitar for Christmas. But, that's not my worry to worry about.
So I won't.
Ooohhh how exhausted I am. Exams are next week. SO EXCITED. (That was sarcastic for those who didn't catch that) And I have ballet tomorrow morning that is going to be so much fun to get up for.
You know, the more I think about the trivial things I like to complain about, the more ridiculous I find them. I've been through worse before. Pointe at 9 in the morning seems so small and insignificant.
Though my calves are still sore from Pointe at 6.30 on Wednesday.
I was doing an awful lot of thinking over these past few days about last year. It's weird because it's so difficult to remember. Some things are so clear, it's insane. Like Mount Day, and Morgan and my 6-month anniversary, and the day of my voice recital, and November 7th. Weird little things like that, but most everything else? It's all a blur.
I know I've been hurt.
I've laughed.
I've cried.
I've made friends.
I've witnessed life.
And death.
I've run.
I've fallen.
I've flown.
I've sung and danced.
I've burned bridges.
I've repaired them.
I've had my heart broken.
I've broken hearts.
I've fallen in love.
I've made a complete fool of myself.
And loved every minute of it.
And I wish I could say that I've done it all: no regrets, but honestly, I'd be lying a little bit. I've wondered "What if" so many times and still do. But if I didn't, would I honestly be human? I don't think so. I like to cut myself a little slack sometimes.
But all in all, I think it was a good year. I grew. A lot. And changed. Which I consider bad. But it's ok, because now it's better. I'm only a little angry at the fact I am missing something from 2008 that is rightfully mine and have no way of getting it back. But as 2009 goes on and on, all those little doubts about 2008 will sort of just melt away and I'll be left with 2009. New Year. No doubts. And maybe come 2010, no regrets
And maybe I'll finish this blog post before I actually get too tired to be able to actually comprehend my posting. Joy of joys!
And since I haven't done this in forever and it seems like such an empty blog without it, I think I'll pick up the Cyanide and Happiness thing. Enjoy Friday night's comic!
Arr... ,
Me*
I wrote a big long lovely post yesterday and apparently previewed it but forgot to post it and then exited out of Opera. Whoops..............Dave's Birthday was today! He got what he asked for: an iPod Touch, lucky kid that he is. I bought him a couple of covers so the iPod will last longer.
Now, the other computer is being screwy and he can't download any songs onto it. Ooohh... talk about your disappointments. It's cool though. I'd rather have an iPhone.I don't want to ask for anything for my birthday. Even though an iPhone or an iTouch would be awesome. I mean, I don't need anything. Except... yeah, money for college would be nice. I just don't want to have my parents buy me something wicked expensive especially when we just got the lecture about "tightening our financial belt." I feel bad. I feel a little guilty about David getting his iTouch just because it was expensive and he already got a $400 guitar for Christmas. But, that's not my worry to worry about.
So I won't.
Ooohhh how exhausted I am. Exams are next week. SO EXCITED. (That was sarcastic for those who didn't catch that) And I have ballet tomorrow morning that is going to be so much fun to get up for.
You know, the more I think about the trivial things I like to complain about, the more ridiculous I find them. I've been through worse before. Pointe at 9 in the morning seems so small and insignificant.
Though my calves are still sore from Pointe at 6.30 on Wednesday.
I was doing an awful lot of thinking over these past few days about last year. It's weird because it's so difficult to remember. Some things are so clear, it's insane. Like Mount Day, and Morgan and my 6-month anniversary, and the day of my voice recital, and November 7th. Weird little things like that, but most everything else? It's all a blur.
I know I've been hurt.
I've laughed.
I've cried.
I've made friends.
I've witnessed life.
And death.
I've run.
I've fallen.
I've flown.
I've sung and danced.
I've burned bridges.
I've repaired them.
I've had my heart broken.
I've broken hearts.
I've fallen in love.
I've made a complete fool of myself.
And loved every minute of it.
And I wish I could say that I've done it all: no regrets, but honestly, I'd be lying a little bit. I've wondered "What if" so many times and still do. But if I didn't, would I honestly be human? I don't think so. I like to cut myself a little slack sometimes.
But all in all, I think it was a good year. I grew. A lot. And changed. Which I consider bad. But it's ok, because now it's better. I'm only a little angry at the fact I am missing something from 2008 that is rightfully mine and have no way of getting it back. But as 2009 goes on and on, all those little doubts about 2008 will sort of just melt away and I'll be left with 2009. New Year. No doubts. And maybe come 2010, no regrets
And maybe I'll finish this blog post before I actually get too tired to be able to actually comprehend my posting. Joy of joys!
And since I haven't done this in forever and it seems like such an empty blog without it, I think I'll pick up the Cyanide and Happiness thing. Enjoy Friday night's comic!
Arr...
,Me*
DaniSoNota_GirlyGrl # Sunday, January 18, 2009 5:03:51 AM