How long will we quote that song still without knowing what the heck "Auld Lang Syne" means anyways?

Hey ya'll,

It's awesome to be eighteen hours into the new year that God has so graciously bestowed.

I've made the new years resolution to set aside and maintain a near-frozen savings of at least $1000 for the year. I've got to get some better money managing skills going. I mean, I know the skills, I just don't use all of them. And my mother being a banker, for crying out loud...my portfolio needs to look a little better.

It's one week until I'm back in the 'ville and I'm very happy about that, intermittently. Now that its in my realistic outlook, I'm nervous about all the things and weird people I will have to face when I return. I still haven't decided whether or not I'm going to move out of my dorm room, which I'm only considering doing because McGill (my dorm hall) is being entirely too insensitive (and it always has been, I'm just beginning to see it).

Jeff asked me last week how I was doing with the Matt thing (the breakup, that is) and it has consumed my mind like a dense fog. My thoughts, my words, my dreams...its like I'm obsessed. And it SUCKS, not because I think these things but because there seems to be nothing I can do about anything happening in my life right now. Maybe Matt's right in that we have to learn to be successfully alone again before either of us can be ready to be not alone. But as I look back over the last three months, I've sobered up quite a deal. Its time to not be lonely anymore.

*Sigh*...lol...just when you think you have control.

A fulfilling and blessed new year, even when it becomes an old one.
GTR