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summercomfort) wrote2002-01-01 06:24 pm
summercomfort) wrote2002-01-01 06:24 pm
New Year's reflections.
Happy New Year everyone!
New Year... hmm. Besides the hassle of writing "02" instead of "01" when dating, New Year doesn't seem to have such a great significance. I guess I'm supposed to look back over my past year and then reflect on the future.
Well, the year of 2001: nothing much happened. I discovered that:
So, looking towards the coming year: it will be extremely busy. I hope that:
Okay, that's it!
My New Year's resolution? To rant less and write more in my LJ. ^^;;;
Now I will procede to write (not rant) about my day. At least I'll try not to rant. Behold complete and semi-coherent sentences!
I actually woke up at 8 this morning to meet an old friend (dating back to third grade, in fact). She's been going to this really cool private boarding school in Indiana, and she has a little brother just like mine! So we walked around Motel 6 about 20 times while our parents chatted in the rooms. Lots of fun. It's weird how after so long (9 years, in fact), we still find things to talk about and have similar interests. It's like talking with a stranger, except without the preliminary awkwardness. There was this sort of implicit trust that we can confide in each other. I guess that's how my parents feel when they meet their middle school buddies from 30 years ago.
Anyway, came back home and slept until 2. ^^;;; Then I happened to catch Sister Wendy wandering around American musuems. Me: "Nun gesturing at painting. Must be the Sister Wendy Karen was always talking about!" She's so charming... a nun walking around big empty museums! Sometimes I don't agree with her critique, but that's only very rarely. I especially enjoyed her analysis of Asian art. That's one knowledgeable nun there! I especially loved her commentary on a painting, "When the head of museum asked me if it was a religious painting, I must admit that I fudged the answer." ^_^
There was a silly interview afterwards where the interviewer asked some pointless questions. Hmm... what makes an interview good is the interviewer. It's hard to ask thoughtful questions!
- I haven't advanced enough for life-drawing to do any good for me.
- I like people who aren't afraid to get their shoes dirty.
- I'm extremely immature, and pleased of the fact.
- Other people think I'm mature, which I'm not happy about.
- English does not come naturally to me.
- There are a lot of fun nerds at our school.
- College Apps is just a bundle of stress.
- LiveJournal.
- Sketchbooks are harder to fill when you're actually thinking of what you want to draw.
- There is always time to go online and never any time to do serious stuff. In other words, Internet is a dangerous addiction.
- Good fics are rare.
- I know what I'm doing.
- It will all be worth it.
- Everyone is happy with what they're doing and where they're going.
- Parental tensions are at a minimum. (for everyone out there)
- I don't go wild in college. In other words, I learn self-control.
- We'll still be friends after everything. ::huggles::
- I think more and go online less. (LJ doesn't count because it's like Notepad)
Okay, that's it!
My New Year's resolution? To rant less and write more in my LJ. ^^;;;
Now I will procede to write (not rant) about my day. At least I'll try not to rant. Behold complete and semi-coherent sentences!
I actually woke up at 8 this morning to meet an old friend (dating back to third grade, in fact). She's been going to this really cool private boarding school in Indiana, and she has a little brother just like mine! So we walked around Motel 6 about 20 times while our parents chatted in the rooms. Lots of fun. It's weird how after so long (9 years, in fact), we still find things to talk about and have similar interests. It's like talking with a stranger, except without the preliminary awkwardness. There was this sort of implicit trust that we can confide in each other. I guess that's how my parents feel when they meet their middle school buddies from 30 years ago.
Anyway, came back home and slept until 2. ^^;;; Then I happened to catch Sister Wendy wandering around American musuems. Me: "Nun gesturing at painting. Must be the Sister Wendy Karen was always talking about!" She's so charming... a nun walking around big empty museums! Sometimes I don't agree with her critique, but that's only very rarely. I especially enjoyed her analysis of Asian art. That's one knowledgeable nun there! I especially loved her commentary on a painting, "When the head of museum asked me if it was a religious painting, I must admit that I fudged the answer." ^_^
There was a silly interview afterwards where the interviewer asked some pointless questions. Hmm... what makes an interview good is the interviewer. It's hard to ask thoughtful questions!