I think it's still 2009

So I was pretty certain that 2009 hated me. Do you ever have those years where you swear fate is just giving you the middle finger and laughing? That was pretty much 2009. It was like a list of things going wrong. One after another. Day one of 2010 was alright but today was in the toilet and I'm working 12 hours total tomorrow, combined from both jobs, so I'm guessing it won't be all that and a bag of chips. Plus my phone went missing. I had it on my break at work when I was checking to see how much more time I had left before I clocked back in and now God only knows where it is. I'm going to call this lag from 2009 and on Monday, which is my day off, THAT'S when I'm going to start a new year.

I'll get the last little shit holes of 2009 cleaned up-rent, missing phone, the fact my room looks like pigs live in it, see if the pretty burn on my arm from work can go around without the gauze and ace bandage that makes me look like a victim of violence or tragedy and then it really will be a clean slate. I really do want to start afresh. Not in the, make resolutions I won't keep, but things that are actually doable. Set some year goals, make some plans, budget in a trip. I might make resolutions, but I couldn't even keep the one I made last year and it was REALLY easy. Although I could technically blame that on 2009 too and make the same resolution this year. It was a good resolution. It just wasn't a time of my life in which I could reasonably follow it.

Once these things are cleared up, then I will feel better, because I certainly feel pretty crappy today.

I'm going to go make myself some black eyed peas and cabbage in order to change this luck around. Even though it's getting towards 10pm. I have to eat anyway. Might as well make something that is suppose to bring me luck. Plus alcohol. I feel the need to get a little fuzzy.

A New Slate

The thing I've always liked about the New Year is the feeling you get of starting over. A whole year stretches before you, with endless possibilities. Anything could happen. 

With 2010 being the start of a new decade as well, I feel an especially strong sense of this this year. This year will be the first year I'm supporting myself. The first year where I'm not falling back on my parents to help me out when I don't know what to do or where to turn. 

I guess it's really my first year of being an actual grown up.  College is over, the real world has begun. 

To commemorate the start of a new leaf I dyed my hair back to the color I prefer it at. And then started this blog. A year to sink or swim, chronicled here.