Dear 2009

I hurt my hand on my mouse making this blog.

I was going to say how great this year was, but instead I decided to say nothing.

2009

Above photographs were stolen from Amanda's myspace.

I'm too lazy to upload new photos. I just wrote these in with their direct URL... so yea. I have plenty more I could upload. But I'm lazy. I can make a YouTube video, like back in grade 10. You're all tools, hey Sharnna?

2009 showed me that;

• People are insane
• Sex is awesome
• Boys have cooties
• She lost it in a car
• Asian photos don't have an English function
• Sushi tastes nice
• There's a Baskin Robins in Morayfield
• Subway tastes nice
• Mum is clumsy
• Green Day sounds the same live
• I can play more songs on guitar
• There's more music out there than what's on my iTunes/iPod
• Lindsay is named after a can of olives
• We have unused Christmas cards
• I should've been on my Ps ages back
• PS2 is out of date, but I finally got one
• Singstar is awesome
• Times get tough
• Happiness is great
• People's oddities are hilarious
• I should've gone to schoolies
• I want to go camping (thank you Bernice)
• I want to go in a hot air balloon
• The Ugly Truth was inspiring. I won't change though.
• And that, right now, I need to pee.

Come on baby, don't fear the reaper

In my years of being me (which isn't very long) I've learnt not to fall in love. It's one of the greatest, yet most hurtful emotions someone can feel. My heart has been ripped and teared at the seams so many times that what's left is equivilant to the fragment of balloons after it has popped. The pain is ridiculous and yet I feel it every day. When I see her face co-staring in my grief. I hate how I can't let it go so easily. I hate how it makes me cry frequently. Everything would be better if I weren't such a stupid person. I wish I could turn back time. I wish I listened to my aunt's advice of pestering him with endless phone calls. There's so much that could've changed things. But me being stuborn, I had to wreck what was perfect. And now it can never be the same.