can this year be over with already, plz?
Dec. 27th, 2009 10:54 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
enamouredFirst: As I mentioned before, I am kind of over this decade. I am also horrified/amazed that I am at that point in my life in which I have full memories of what I was doing about this time ten years ago. If I could flash back to 1999, I would probably find myself online (dial-up!), doing random searches on Alta Vista or Yahoo and reading God knows what. Or talking on the phone about things that I would only admit under threat of water torture.
Second: You know what's sad? Finding clothes you forgot that you had. I feel like I wear varaitions of the same thing over and over so when I find something I forgot I bought or just haven't worn in ages, I always get a deer-in-headlights look.
While I'm still talking about clothes: I got a cool blazer and a red v-neck shirt the other day. I need something to wear under the red shirt, as it's the kind that's all worn and kind of sheer at parts of it. Torrid is having a buy one, get one free sale on its sweaters and for some reason I have a very intense urge to buy myself some sweaters.
Third: Christmas! My dad surprised me and gave me a new cell phone. I repeat: I HAVE A PHONE THAT WAS MADE IN THE PAST TWO YEARS. IT HAS A TOUCH SCREEN. I actually gasped when I opened it. He also got me a warm-up suit and Snoopy pajama pants that are fuzzy and ridiculously cute. My mom gave me a new wallet and a Lost calendar (hilariously, she hid money in the various compartments in the wallet and also in the calendar and watched as I frantically tried to find the rest of the cash stowed inside). My brother gave me I Want a Dog for Christmas, Charlie Brown! on DVD (and it has the New Year's special on it too! The one where Charlie Brown has to read War and Piece over Christmas break and misses kissing the Little Red-Haired Girl at the party or something! Sidenote: they really need to release all of the friggin' specials on one box set. And I still want Bon Voyage, Charlie Brown (And Don't Come Back!!) on DVD too, are you listening, whoever owns the rights to that?!). I ended up getting $40 worth of DVDs at Blockbuster after seeing Sherlock Holmes. I went only to see if they had Nick and Norah's Infinite Playlist and came out with that, 17 Again, Star Trek, I Love You, Man, and Love Actually (which I need to FINALLY see, and I finally have it in widescreen, YAAAY).
Fourth: A few years ago, I made a big, 70+ item list of things that I wanted to do before I turned twenty-five. I think I've only crossed off about five of those items. There is one thing that I absolutely want to do but don't know if I'll have the resources to do it (go to 25 concerts--I'm at... 15 now, I think?), and there is one that I want to do to preserve my sanity/put me somewhat in the realm of normalility for my age group (get kissed). I doubt I will accomplish the twenty-five concerts, but the kissing thing is important.
I've talked about this with Dr. D a lot, and it's been pointed out that the more you prolong something that you want/makes you anxious, the more daunting and potentially terrifying it can seem, and the more you may make a big deal out of it. When I was thirteen and wanted to kiss a boy, it was because I felt like I was a freak because I hadn't. But it was still okay, because I was thirteen. When I was sixteen, it was more or less the same way. Now, it's this mixture of horror at myself and ultimately fear of what's going to happen when the time arrives. Like, how do you admit to someone that you've lived a quarter century and have the romantic experience of an extremely awkward twelve year old?
So yeah, I really want that to happen.
Second: You know what's sad? Finding clothes you forgot that you had. I feel like I wear varaitions of the same thing over and over so when I find something I forgot I bought or just haven't worn in ages, I always get a deer-in-headlights look.
While I'm still talking about clothes: I got a cool blazer and a red v-neck shirt the other day. I need something to wear under the red shirt, as it's the kind that's all worn and kind of sheer at parts of it. Torrid is having a buy one, get one free sale on its sweaters and for some reason I have a very intense urge to buy myself some sweaters.
Third: Christmas! My dad surprised me and gave me a new cell phone. I repeat: I HAVE A PHONE THAT WAS MADE IN THE PAST TWO YEARS. IT HAS A TOUCH SCREEN. I actually gasped when I opened it. He also got me a warm-up suit and Snoopy pajama pants that are fuzzy and ridiculously cute. My mom gave me a new wallet and a Lost calendar (hilariously, she hid money in the various compartments in the wallet and also in the calendar and watched as I frantically tried to find the rest of the cash stowed inside). My brother gave me I Want a Dog for Christmas, Charlie Brown! on DVD (and it has the New Year's special on it too! The one where Charlie Brown has to read War and Piece over Christmas break and misses kissing the Little Red-Haired Girl at the party or something! Sidenote: they really need to release all of the friggin' specials on one box set. And I still want Bon Voyage, Charlie Brown (And Don't Come Back!!) on DVD too, are you listening, whoever owns the rights to that?!). I ended up getting $40 worth of DVDs at Blockbuster after seeing Sherlock Holmes. I went only to see if they had Nick and Norah's Infinite Playlist and came out with that, 17 Again, Star Trek, I Love You, Man, and Love Actually (which I need to FINALLY see, and I finally have it in widescreen, YAAAY).
Fourth: A few years ago, I made a big, 70+ item list of things that I wanted to do before I turned twenty-five. I think I've only crossed off about five of those items. There is one thing that I absolutely want to do but don't know if I'll have the resources to do it (go to 25 concerts--I'm at... 15 now, I think?), and there is one that I want to do to preserve my sanity/put me somewhat in the realm of normalility for my age group (get kissed). I doubt I will accomplish the twenty-five concerts, but the kissing thing is important.
I've talked about this with Dr. D a lot, and it's been pointed out that the more you prolong something that you want/makes you anxious, the more daunting and potentially terrifying it can seem, and the more you may make a big deal out of it. When I was thirteen and wanted to kiss a boy, it was because I felt like I was a freak because I hadn't. But it was still okay, because I was thirteen. When I was sixteen, it was more or less the same way. Now, it's this mixture of horror at myself and ultimately fear of what's going to happen when the time arrives. Like, how do you admit to someone that you've lived a quarter century and have the romantic experience of an extremely awkward twelve year old?
So yeah, I really want that to happen.
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Date: 2009-12-28 05:20 am (UTC)REALLY?! What's on it (if you don't mind my asking)...cause I'm gonna be 25 this time next year, and I'm freaking out about having not done much by this time!
Like, how do you admit to someone that you've lived a quarter century and have the romantic experience of an extremely awkward twelve year old?
I wonder the same thing all of the time!!! I'm afraid that I'll be HORRIBLE at it, and he'll be wondering what rock I crawled out under for not knowing how! *headsmack* While In high school, I was more concernd with class and sports, and then even more school when I got to college! Since I was never much of a social joiner, I was always of the thought that "It'll happen when it's meant to"... but it's been a LONG TIME, dang it! I want a boy right now!I feel like I'm missing out sometimes :/
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Date: 2009-12-28 05:24 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-12-28 06:04 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-12-28 07:00 pm (UTC)Haha, that's like the perfect description of myself. And I'm almost 27, so.
Would love to see your list, too.
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Date: 2009-12-29 07:36 pm (UTC)