Greetings, from 2009.

"The woods are lovely, dark, and deep, but I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep, and miles to go before I sleep."

New years was spent differently than usual.
However, it was much more enjoyable than I had planned.
Painted Jocelyn's room until 11:56.
Rushed to Ian's to watch the ball drop.
3, 2, 1, Happy New Year, Yeah, Whatever.

Brought Ian back to help paint, painted until 3 am. fell asleep at 6.
Breakfast at my house the next morning, returned to Jocelyn's to finish painting. Edrea joined as well. All in all, her room looks great.
It's a deep purple with different colored peace signs all over.
I'll post the polaroids as soon as I scan them.

School has begun again, which is always a pleasure,
and Mid Terms are next week, wonderful.

I am, however, proud to announce that I have finally stopped procrastinating, and resumed college application business. Hoping to be finished completely by January 15th at the latest.

Now that the holidays are over,
I'm finally getting the 4 days a week I've been wanting from Starbucks.
I finish training on Saturday.
I've learned a lot, but it's not as difficult as I perceived it to be.
I love the people there, I love the environment.
I love my job, it's perfect for me.
And I'm gettin' pretty good at the Espresso machine, if I do say so myself.

I am really happy to say that I have finally buried myself into books again.
It. Feels. Like. Home.
I've started reading The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath.
I must say, it's written quite nicely.
Everyone has told me such good things about it, but seeing as I'm only on page thirty something, nothing too interesting has happened yet.
We shall see.

It's so strange to think that it's finally 2009.
I'm graduating this year.
I'm turning legal this year.
I'm going off to college this year.
I'm going to be on my own this year.
Sometimes, everything just seems so surreal.

It's midnight, I don't know why I'm still awake.
I'm eating ice.
Mind, please stop moving.

Well hello, 2009.
New year, New me? Unlikely.


West Coast by Jason Schwartzman

31 in 62, 31 in 62, 31 in 62.