How Heavy You Become, Reaching to Heaven!

I feel like I need to find “Father Time” and hold him hostage in exchange for the safe return of the month of January. Seriously, where the hell did it go? One minute I’m back from Christmas holidays and the next, I’m seeing Valentines day ads. (Although, granted, holiday ads always do come far in advance.) All the same, this month went so fast.

There must be something about the beginning of the year that makes me seriously scrutinize myself — something beyond the shallow New Years resolutions I make for myself but never keep.

When I was in grade eleven, I finished an entry in this very same journal with, “…but I think the truth here is that I’ll never be ‘the only’. I am simply, thoroughly unremarkable.” Now, three years later, the sentiment still holds. And it’s just as disheartening now as it was back then. I just wish I had something undeniably unique about myself that I could whip out if I ever needed to.

Anyways, enough depression. Tomorrow’s Friday! Sometime soon I’m going to go see Pride and Prejudice with Sammy, which is going to be sweet.

Last Friday I went to Underworld Evolution with the regular group plus Matt, which was so fun. He even bought me Glosette Raisins! And the movie was pretty great… twice the profanity and violence as the first, whee..! And I saw Joshy there, which was crazy since I haven’t seen him in ages. This, friends, marks the (likely only) time the two guys who ever offered to beat people up for me were both in the same room. Heee.

I found out the next day that my cousin Julie also saw and liked Underworld on Friday, too. It’s funny, I never thought that would be her type of movie!

Aw, and the saddest thing? I had a dream that I met Kate Beckinsale and got her autograph. What a brutal awakening that was!