♦ procrastinated more than i should
♦ messed up
♦ lost the plot
♦ hurt the ones who love me
♦ cleaned up my act
♦ found half the plot running amok in my backyard
♦ walked out of your life, screwed up our relationship
♦ and walked right back in again to make up for things
♦ said sorry one too many times
♦ finally closed a chapter in my life for good
( i thought i did the same in 2oo6 but then the door was still half open and i didn't realize it )
♦ screwed up
♦ threw my health into the bin
( blame a stint on make-believe-alcoholism)
♦ hit the road to recovery
♦ didn't call home enough to say i still care
♦ tried and failed miserably to clean up jh's shit, and got myself drowned in her mess and half my ass burnt at the same time
♦ partially-lost someone close that i love
♦ recovered from 3 emotional break-downs
(after all what doesn't kill you just makes you stronger)
♦ got a part-time job
♦ paid my rent on my own for the first time
♦ became a hermit
fuggit. i'm just coming out and finally admitting it. i'm becoming a hermit. and to a lot of people that translates into me becoming old, boring and consuming less of my favourite bevarage.
that doesn't mean that the bear has succesfully domesticated me. instead there's been a role reversal since he's been on leave for the past 2 weeks and i've been working. i get a home cooked meal nearly every evening when i go home. damn, he makes a good house-husband, that just practically flushes my future housewife ambitions down the drain.
and, if you must know, instead of going out with my party shoes, i spent it at home having dinner with the bear and a bottle of choya while watching the fireworks.
yes. although the temptation to go out and welcome the new year as a drunkard was really strong, i just couldn't leave the bear alone and miserable at home. well at least one new year's resolution is being kept and the party shoes are getting a break
the fun part is that i spent new year's picnic-ing on a beach with theShawSisters, BossDoc + kid & the bear. it couldn't have been more perfect. sun, sand and sea. the pictures will be put up soon.
i feel as if i'm tricking my readers lately. i keep promising pictures, saying that they will come soon but there haven't been any of late. blame the asshole who broke into my last apartment.
i hope the bastards just rots in jail