Alright, time for the annual "what's New Year's mean?" thought process.
A new year is a fresh start. A new year means that I can forget all the poopy things that happened in the last year. It means that I can move on with my life, and learn and do new things.
New Year's is time to reflect on the last year. From the times when I hated my life to the times when life was a joyride, I can reflect on it and figure out what the heck it all means.
It's also scary. This year holds so many new things for me. Moving, for the first time in my memory. Moving, not only to Ottawa, but out on my own, for the first time. Going to university. I'll only be seventeen when I move out, and that's young, man! I'll be leaving most of my friends, and that's scary. But so so exciting. I can't wait to get out of here, I can't wait to be on my own. I'm excited and jittery and scared, and just want high school to be over.
I guess that's what New Year's means. But I'm not entirely sure.
DFTBA
JR
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