It felt like that magical moment of when you turned 18 and became an "adult"
oh wait.... there was nothing magical about that~ your molecular chemistry didn't change, people were still idiots, and you were still grounded.
We make such a big deal about January 1st being.... special~ the era of New Beginnings.
Here is the thing people, you don't need a new year to start over- you just need a new you, and by a new you I don't mean plastic surgery, or a diet, or a new wardrobe. I simply mean a perspective change on your behalf.... although if plastic surgery and dieting helps then by all means go for it.
This past year has been perhaps the hardest year in my whole life.
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this is where I say "woe is me" and tell you a bunch of sad things, but we all have sad things. So... I'm not going to revel in it, I'm just going to move on~ acknowledge, but not forget. Yet, all these experiences have made me stronger, have made me cling to live more fiercely. It makes me want to shake my fist and say "Bring it!" to who? I have no idea. But I'm getting married to my prince charming, and I've got a killer job as an executive assistant at Beyond Green and I'm going to get my degree and be amazing at whatever I do.
My resolutions? they are not New Years Resolutions, because if they were they wouldn't last to February. I call them.... Kylie's Resolutions.
- TACO BELL IS THE ANSWER))
Bring it, New Year.