Happy New Year folks. This year, I'll be happy every time I write the date because I like the number 9. I think it's the most aesthetically pleasing number.
I get to pick up my new glasses today, which makes me happy. It also makes me happy to know that I'm going back to Eugene in two days, because high school is starting to encroach uncomfortably on my life. Nonetheless, I seem determined to go encroach on every last corner of IT before I leave. High school may still be able to make me squirm, but I'll blow to smithereens its expectations of how I'm gonna respond. Avoidance is for losers - people who will accept a loss in order to get rid of responsibility.
I don't know whose responsibility most of this really is, but I'd rather be responsible than powerless if I've got a choice.
I need to clean up my room, pack my extra blankets, do one last load of laundry and extract what I need from my filing cabinet before I go back to school.
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I don't like 9 all that much. I prefer 4 or 7.
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