In the vicinity of Eleven

so! in retrospect, this was probably a pretty shit year. again. maybe not as disturbing as 2007, but, from my recollection, it's among the shittiest. top three, maybe? i'm thinking it had a lot to do with what i (wasn't) doing and my first time doing things (so, so disappointing. surprised i didn't die from embarrassment). to get into specifics would be tedious, not worth a read. an imagination, sure. leaving the oh-ten at that.

looking ahead,i sure as hell want to either end this frustrating, continuous shit or grow whatever the female equivalent of cajones are (giant, estrogen pumping ovaries?). my initial indecisiveness is getting the better of me and all reasoning thus far calls for the former.
i know i want to list all too specific resolutions that i stick to as much as my willingness to "better myself" tempts me. last year turned out to be a fiasco as i left for someplace where i had basically no control. ehh. i'm up for trying this time around. aside from continuing with last year's piff, i want to get this out of the way as well: attaining a guy. Why is it so elusive? Was that number/muscle-y self portrait combo the best thing that ever happened to me? god, and i lost it, too.

hoping to get more depressed, my number one priority.

2009. shit you look FINE.

♪heeeeeey there 2009--you done crossed the line♪ ~
♪i can sense the wonder you possess like my seemingly unending obsess...ion with alex turner.♪ ~
♪but, i ain't no mad fanatic. he's just cute, don't get ecstatic♪

sorry if that's an annoying song. so welcome to the new year! uh, six days late. sorry again for not being so punctual or repetitive as last year. nothing big is going down at the moment. eventually, but not now.
so. people have been going around talking about their resolutions (erhmm, weight especially) and i think it's time i make some. maybe. for everyone who cares to see:

1. read more: finish stuff i started reading (curse you, wuthering heights!) and the list from dear, old nicholson.

2. watch more classic films: i tried to get into casablanca (alas, it was late at night after a tiring day...ingrid bergman looked spectacular) an' i really need to watch la nouvelle vague (goddard/truffaut/the rest of 'em). got this kinda started with some breakfast at tiffany's

3. attain more pals: you can be across the sea or next to me...just please don't flee..we'll share rare commonalities

4. uh..maintain cuteness: internal, external, the whole shebang.

5. eruditely work at acquiring a new language: romance language perchance?



i'd like to see how long these idea last. the greatest thing to look forward to, however, will be in march. i don't know if i'mma have the time of my life [yet] but i thoroughly expect to. where my badass mothafuckas at?