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New Year

Wed Dec 31, 2008, 9:34 PM
Well we are at the last moments in 2008...funny it really doesn't feel any different then every other night I have spent sitting alone while the kids sleep.

But I guess I shall spend a min or two reviewing this past year.

The year started with the end of my marriage. Ash and I had a HUGE falling out. I discovered a ture friend with someone who has been around for the past four years, we just never realized how much we had in common. There have been a few friends who have basicly faised out of my life. While others have become so much stronger. Ash and I made our peace, and though it will never be the friendship it once was it is still a friendship all the same. I stood up in a wedding for a dear friend. I found myself on a family vacation in N.S. and P.E.I. I recived scary news that my father (who I am not close too) had a heart attack. Somewhere in the midst of all this I found a me that I never knew could exist. Then to come closer to the end of the year I met someone who made me smile (and I may I add the BEST first kiss EVER!!!!!). I have been deeply hurt this year, and I have enjoyed many moments with with friends and family. I have had sad times, and times filled with much joy. So all in all I think it wasn't exactly a good or a bad year, just a balanced one.

Anyways I guess thats all I really have to say tonight. And who knows I may acctually write again sometime in 2009.

Luvs and hugs Happy New Year!

  • Mood: Neutral
  • Listening to: Foo Fighters - Tired Of You
  • Drinking: Apple Cidar Cooler

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  • Current Residence: Owen Sound, Ontario Canada
  • Interests: singing, listening to music, writting, my children, my friends
  • Favourite movie: the crow, underworld, moulin rouge, anything Tim Burton
  • Favourite band or musician: Slipknot, Evanescence, Linkin Park, A Perfect Circle, Three Days Grace
  • Favourite genre of music: all music can inspire the broken in spirit
  • Favourite artist: too many
  • Favourite poet or writer: besides my friends...edgar allan poe
  • Favourite photographer: the one whos holding the camra silly
  • Favourite style of art: ohh...digital
  • Operating System: is this a computer thing?
  • MP3 player of choice: winamp
  • Shell of choice: as in the gas station right
  • Wallpaper of choice: Invader Zim....or faries....or happy faces
  • Skin of choice: mine with maybe a little colour to it
  • Favourite game: The ones I play with......well you know who
  • Favourite gaming platform: anywhere and everywhere
  • Favourite cartoon character: GIR, Stewie, Tinkerbelle, Pinky, Yacko, Wacko and Dot
  • Personal Quote: Specialis praeter tu modus
  • Tools of the Trade: pen and paper.....Music

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