For New Year's 2000, I was at the house of a Russian family we used to know through my ballet lessons. We listened to pop music, played games, and I didn't understand what was meant by the phrase "the new millenium". I knew about Y2K, though, for some strange reason. My parents were still together, we had lived in Canada for only three years. I'd already met my best friend.
For New Year's 2010, I was at my house, as in the one with my mum, having a Russian-style party (see? one similarity!) with her friends. I understand the significance of the new millenium now, but I'm not quite sure I'm able to fathom the importance of a decade into it. I have survived Y2K, SARS, Anthrax, 9/11, bird flu, swine flu, a creepy jerkoff of an ex-boyfriend, and a UTI. For some strange reason, I am aware of 2012 but am trying not to freak out too hard. I have two new half-siblings in my life, mourned the loss of the best German Shepherd ever, and welcomed a new German Shep cross into my life to fill the void.
I have acquired a license to drive, although I seriously doubt I'll get myself a car. Still dancing, still schooling.
RESOLUTIONS:
-Learn how to write with my left hand
-Snowboard in a bikini
-Be less of a doormat when appropriate
-Stick with Spanish, French, and try to learn Japanese (Arabic is a maybe)
-Guitar!
-Whiter teeth
-Follow the Golden Rule
-Geek down.
I hope everyone's 2KX is spectacular.
Forever,
N
PS I promise I'll get that VFest post up when I'm in the mood!!
Saturday, January 16, 2010
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