So, it's New Years Eve, the day where everyone gets nostalgic about the year passing, and hopeful about the year dawning. It's all good, but maybe we put too much hope into this twenty-four hours? After all, it is another day. I understand it's supposed to be this day of the dawning new year where we're supposed to be starting a new slate, wiped clean of '09s what-have-yous. Also true that this upcoming year is a new decade, we're supposed to be saying goodbye to the "aughts". To me, personally, the new year is a fresh start, because it's going to be the year that I start an entirely new life in. I'm going to be turning 18, going to University, possibly moving to Vancouver, it's going to be a big year, and a bittersweet year. This 2010, I have to say goodbye to highschool, and the kids I've been seeing everyday for five years. I also have to say goodbye to some of my bestfriends, and go on and make new college friends. I never really thought how hard it would be to say goodbye to some of my really good friends. I mean, some of them (one of them in particular) kept me sane during highschool. Now, we're going to be moving across the country from eachother. It's always this thought in the back of my mind that I really hope we stay in touch, but, really, from what we've been through together and how much we've grown together, I'm pretty positive that we can't grow apart. I know there are going to be some friends that I grow away from, that's normal. But there's a couple in particular, I don't want to ever lose contact with. There's one that I still want to be talking to when we're both sixty and in wheel chairs. Here's to Tonto and the Lone Ranger.
Now, onto slightly less depressing topics.
Sam's 2009 in Review!
So, 2009 was a pretty big year for me. I left the country for the first time and went to Cayo Coco, Cuba for my brothers wedding, and swam in the beautiful Caribbean.
I successfully started my grade 12 year, and now have five months till I graduate. I got my L, and get to get my N in two months! I took Literature 12, the best class, ever. I got a brokenheart, got over, moved on. I grew more confident with the person I am, and am getting to know the person I will be. I stopped really living for other people and started having some me time. I made new friends, lost some old ones, and reconnected with some drifted ones. My 2009 was a positive year, a good year. I don't regret a moment of it.
I never make New Years resolutions. I don't need some flimsy goal made at midnight to dictate my year. But, in 2010, I want to savour every moment I have, because I am moving in August to a different place, with new people. And I really want to appreciate everyday I have left with my friends, before we all go different ways.
So,
Here's to a new year, filled with big changes.
Love forever,
Tonto, Sammy, Samwise, Sammy Slamma Jamma, Re, Pie, Kid, and all those other names I get called.
2 comments:
hey I will not be in a wheelchair at 60 you bitch!
HAHAHA! Yeah you will be from falling down chasing a 59 year old Nick Jonas.
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