Thanks to Amy, now I’m thinking more about how this is the end of the decade than the year.
This is our first full decade. 1994-2000? We didn’t even know what life was. Arguably, we still don’t. But we’ve made it through ten full years of social troubles, retarded teachers, and all this fun stuff and I hope we’re ready for more (because it’s not gonna wait for us to prep ourselves). Time flies, in two years we’ll have sent in our apps already. In two years we’ll be twiddling our thumbs, waiting to see if some college person deems us ready to pass through one of the biggest gateways of life.
I don’t even know what I’m saying anymore. Or what I’m listening to. I’m listening to screamo and it’s New Year’s Eve. wut.
Well now that all the sentiment has been derailed, I hope we make it out of 2010 alive and the 2010’s alive. I hear the teenaged years can be a bish sometimes.
