Diana's Diarya vault of venting anda mausoleum of musings (not to mention, an abode of alliteration)
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2001-12-20 - 7:52 p.m. Do That ThingAt about 9:30 this morning, I realized that I am turning into one of those people that I can't stand. So. It ends, now. Martine gave me this little aromatherapy kit (minty!) which has all of these little inspirational coaster-like things in it. Some of them were pretty hokey, but I like this one: "I am willing to let go. I release others to experience whatever is meaningful to them, and I am free to create that which is meaningful to me." Basically, "You can go do your own thing, baby, 'cause I'll be doing my own thing over here." I think my list of resolutions for 2002 is going to be interesting. At least, it will be interesting to see which ones I can cross of from 2001, and which ones I need to keep working on. What the hell, it's almost the end of 2001 now, I might as well go through them now. Resolutions for 2001... 1. Have more fun. Or at least stop moping so much. Well, the year definitely got off to a shaky start, but since leaving L.A., I feel like I've been having more fun. I could be having more. And I still need to work on the moping. 2. No longer a problem. He is how he is, and I am how I am. 3. I drink tons of water. Water is good for me. Go me! 4. Not really an issue anymore, since I'm no longer in school. I think I did a pretty good job of keeping up with my reading, though. No last-minute cramming, at any rate. 5. Ha ha ha ha ha. See any entry which refers to Professor Bipolar. Thank God I graduated. 6. Done. Damn grown-up world with it's damn grown-up schedule. 7. Hello, Diaryland! 8. There is soooo absolutely no point to this resolution, that even though I didn't acheive it, there's no reason for me to even think about it for next year. 9. Stop brushing my hair when it's wet. D'oh. I need a new hair dryer. 10. I graduated from college and got a job! Does that count? 11. See above. You do your thing, baby, and I'll do mine. -Diana, off to do her thing. �
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