Bring Me To Life

Diary's Second Year, Summarized
12/19/2004 - 10:53 p.m.
I feel:

So here I am to write another yearly wrap up. Things I've noticed about myself or the diary by re-reading it. Here's the first one.

I got my bring me to life layout on December 2, 2003. Is this the longest I've ever had any of my layouts?

I "won" at the "who's boyfriend is worse?" contest. I don't know if that's a good thing.

Some things never change. I was jealous when I found out about Trevor and Charlie, despite how much I care for Lesley.

I was always waiting for Trevor to call throughout the whole relationship. Gees!

I still wonder what "almost perfect" means.

I still haven't completed my "things about me" list. Pretty sad, actually.

I finally found out what "Borderline" (in terms of mental disorders) is the other day.

I have a lot of typos that I either didn't catch or was too lazy to fix. Oh well.

I never did get back on my "state info" bandwagon, did I?

I'be probably gotten weirder in the last year. Or at least more open about my weirdness.

I need to update my boyfriend page again.

I need to update my booklist. I've been meaning to do so, too. I even have the list on my bulletin board.

I need a Pumpkin so I can carve another Santalantern. Damn if I'm not going to have a hard time finding one, though.

I should make a sign that says "The End is Near!"

I rarely get guestbook entries or notes anymore.

I get told I "have issues" a lot.

Jim seems to have killed off "Gangsta Erin". He hasn't written an episode since... January?

I never sent cookies last year. (My apologies.) I'm not even going to say I'll send them this year.

I got my HTML book on December 18...and I've yet to read it because I loaned it to Kira.

I've picked up the Kristin Complex. This year I'm kind of a Scrooge.

I still feel like I'm the one that makes efforts to stay in contact.

I need to fix my older page.It has practically all of 2004 on one page.

I haven't gone Christmas Crazy this year. Doubt I will, either.

I'm insane. (And there are apparently gnomes in my bed.)

I never finished my program. Oh, the shame.

I think I first referred to myself as "Queen Erin" on January 6th of this year.

This was a beautiful entry.

(There's still a page and a half more, but I'm getting lazy. I will edit this to finish it later.)