Hello, 2004. As you might've noticed, I didn't do anything special in particular to mark your arrival. In fact, I didn't even know you were already here; just before midnight, I had turned off the TV because all the New Year's programs were unbelievably irritating (which they always are), and the morons on the street with their cheap trumpets were even bigger bastards. So I just put on the walkman and listened to the Red Hot Chili Peppers'
By The Way because I was feeling nostalgic. You came by approximately when 'Dosed' was playing, but I only realised it about 10 minutes later. When I did notice, I just shrugged my shoulders and went back to listening. I even ended up getting some work done. On New Year's! Lack of a social life? Not really (well, others may beg to differ), it's just that I don't really care for all the festivities. So if I'm not going to be spending the night with a bunch of people who're giddy just because they get to use a new calender, I might as well do something productive. Managed to get about half a review done, which should make the rush job easier when I eventually blow the deadline, ha ha.
Went to bed around 4, spent most of the day in bed and the rest of it on the 'net, carrying on with the
Transformers: Generation One cartoon infatuation. (Man, those were some dorky episodes with ludicrous plots, but hey, it's all about the nostalgia.) In other words, just another typical day at home. I foresee many more days like this in the near future.
Now don't get me wrong, 2004. It's not that I despise you. Heck, we've only known each other for almost a day. It's just that all your predecessors have come and gone, promising hope but in the end delivering very little. Actually it's not their fault either, since everyone's life is what they make of it. And I guess I haven't been making much of my own life lately. So here's what, 2004: I'll try harder to make this a good year, if you don't force me to be all festive about it. Besides, you've already had about 95% of the human population boozing in your honour, so you don't really need little ol' me. We'll see how things ago on December 31st...that is, if I can still be bothered writing this blog for that long.
Later.
