A Mountain Is A Hill With Attitude.

It's 2010.


I am determined to make this year better than the last. And considering how last year went, it shouldn't be that hard.
I'm shaping up, shaping down, collecting my thoughts, collecting my things and getting out of this ditch I've been sleeping in.
I turn 21 this year, and that freaks me out.
This is coming from a person who cried on their 20th birthday because they weren't a teenager anymore, and therefore figured they must start being more mature and responsible. I wiln't!

School starts up again in about a week.
I haven't even gotten my books yet.
I realized that I think I should be an editor.
Like a novel or magazine editor.
Because I love correcting things I know I'm good at and others may lack the ability to do.
Like my weird talent for grammar and sentence structure.
If you didn't already notice.
Pfff.
Oh well, I don't know. I don't know what I want.
A year ago I was going to be a Nurse. HAHA!
Do you really want me checking your vitals?
Didn't think so.


I like Mat Kearney.
Platypus.
What's the plural for platypus?
Is it platypi?
It is now.