January - Getting built up, just to be torn down in fast forward.
February - Just angry at nothing in particular.
March - Shit happening in places out of the ordinary, but the light at the end of the tunnel is drawing nearer.
April - Things are starting to look better and I was reminded I am not a number, I am a free man!!!!
May - You know what, things were swell.
June - Back home, back to normal, but let me hear the Vuvuzelas sing!
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August - Feeling oddly alright with things going on around me, returned to school feeling excited.
September - Back to the grind, but feeling a lot more grown up.
October - BASEBALL! Playoffs consumed my life.
November - Tons of work to do, but none of it included shaving.
December - Just a whole bunch of weirdness, trying to make any sense of it.
So what are my hopes for this coming year? Firstly that I make it out alive. After that I don't have many specific new ambitions, I want to be able to have a good note for each of the months when I write this piece again, or at the very least have more than the 5 or 6 good sentences above. After that I'll just see what life throws my way and cross each of those bridges as I come to them. To anybody who reads this and has read any other of my pieces as well, thank you. I have already had more than 500 views which is much more than I would have expected. And I encourage you to keep reading and have a great new year. Cheers.
Speaking of the not shaving thing, I have heard that you have a mustache...
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