Final Thoughts on the Year · 4:57am Jan 1st, 2016
So, the ball will drop shortly in Times Square (not where I am, but in the same time zone). Couples will kiss, confetti will happen, people will drink themselves into a stupor...
And me? I'll be here, where I always am, curled up in bed and hunched over my laptop. I think it's a fitting way to end the year, seeing as that's how I spent a large part of it.
I guess the year hasn't been a bad one. I averaged almost 6,000 words per month (it should have been more, but December was a slow month), which is decent, I suppose. It's probably pretty good for how much I had going on between work, college, and general life stuff. But nothing all that big happened.
No, what I'm likely to remember is that 2015 was another year of the grind, dealing with a job I dislike and college burnout for the sake of getting a job that will allow me to support myself. That's kind of a bummer, 'cause there wasn't much negative, either. It just... was.
So goodbye, 2015. I'd say I'll miss you, but that would be lying. Instead, I look forward to what's likely to happen in 2016: making a decent amount of pay for once, leaving college, moving out on my own, etc.
And maybe, just maybe, I'll finally break into published writing or any of a number of goals I've wished for and things I didn't even know I wanted. Time will tell.
Happy 2016, everyone.
dammit writer stop being relevant to my interests!
also happy belated new year, ive been oooooooooooooff the fim fiction grid for a while
also no that wasn't me spamming the o button, it was a reference to an obnoxious pizza commercial
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Okay. I'll talk about things that aren't ponies, writing, or the hopefully relatable part of my personal life.
Also, you aren't late. It's still 2016! If you wished me a happy new year on this blog when it was 2017, then you'd be late.