good riddance 2007. while you had once (ok, not once - more than once) made me oh-so-giddy-happy, you had to 'effin end it badly. i think i'll still hold you close to heart though. if you were a novel, you'd have a beautiful story arc.

...so it's 2008 and sadly i didn't get to watch the fireworks exploding all around me; because after the customary shrimp, salmon, chicken, beef and rice new year's eve dinner (washed down with lots of wine), i holed myself up in my room with spike and didn't emerge till it was almost midnight - but of course the annoying smog caused by the riot outside chased me back into hiding. what a pathetic way to welcome the new year. oh wells, at least i can use my pinky finger now.

and contrary to what i said in my earlier post: i do not wish to return to school.

stupid 8am class, i think i might just drop you.