it's been a great X'mas, i hope.
now, it's time to mark the end of a year. a year of greatness and a year of not-so-greatness. i think i had a pretty great year. starting with the beginning of the year 2009. i was working at shamu's express. i extended my shift because i didn't want erika to be alone that night plus i could use with the money! it was quite sad actually, me and her in that little booth. then we saw guests wearing these really cool 2oo9 glasses that lighted up! we both really wanted to get one so erika ran off to look for the vendor. we wanted to usher in the new year with style! too bad they were all sold off. very disappointed but nothing we can do. then the countdown began and the fireworks lighted up the night sky. i remember we had to kneel down just so we could see the fireworks. sounds pathetic, i know. no funky 2009 glasses and no new year's party. damn, twas quite sad. at least we had free transport home and an afternoon shift the next day. such simple pleasures.
all that work and i had the bestest time in nyc and san francisco, baybeh! that alone is the one of the greatest highlights of 2009. of course orlando too. that place will forever hold a special place in my heart.
then when the semester started, i took the challenge of taking 5 units. suicidal? hell yes. it was hell exhausting. i didn't feel it when i was doing it but at the end of the semester, that's when it all came crashing. boys and girls, please DON'T fail in uni.
another highlight? turning 21. nuff' said la. not looking forward to 2010 for that alone. or maybe not. ask me when the day comes.
but the most happiest day in 2009 is DEFINITELY finding out that i can graduate. pure, unfiltered, happiness with a capital H. best damn feeling of accomplishing something this ginormous. whoah, a thought just occurred to me. what if i took masters and phD? no need magic mushrooms or space cakes or even alcohol, yo! so happy that i can probably fly like a unicorn.
sadly, the journey ends.
soon.
3 more days, people. make 2009 count.
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