Goodbye '07!

I really liked you. You were the year I prolly had the most fun in. Done so much crazy and there and back again. Hah. Nevermind the shitty depressed feelings and rollercoasters of emotions, the finding out what was really going on with my life and feeling like I'm not able to change it - pooh pooh to that!

So Jan '08 pokes its little baby head out of the womb of time and friggin' hell I have this huge jaw problem and it hurts so much yawning! Anyway, minor sidetracking there... 2008, year I finally start working as a pharmacist (God-willing), year I graduate from uni (God-willing), year to finally prove myself a capable adult? Dunno how much of an adult I already am but yea seems like if you're working a professional job, you gotta at least stop doing the stupid fun you used to have. But that sounds retarded as much as I don't want to believe it.

But oh well, I humbly hang my party socks up upon the highest rack and hope it doesn't beckon to me anytime soon what with fricking assignments and essays and labs and class tests and lovely case presentation to prepare for. But with mad excellent time management skillz I possess, I should cruise by this semester no jokes no worries about it! Hoo hah! I hope you get sarcasm.

Meh. My head feeling all woozy from the magnanimity of it all. Gonna lie down.