27 December 2007 - "Brink of 2008"

When I think back to December 31st 2006, I wonder if I had any idea what was in store for me. I can’t quite remember what I expected to happen in 2007, but when I think back to what I was like, I seem like a completely different person. A whole other Sarah O’Rourke floating around somewhere in the past.

Maybe I had expected to grow up. I probably thought that I would be so much more sophisticated and suave. Less awkward. I surely thought that I’d never put my foot in it ever again. I would have promised myself that I wouldn’t put myself into another compromising situation ever again, and yet here I am, on the brink of 2008 wishing these exact same things for the upcoming year.

Of course, there are things that I thought that I would never ever do this year which I did, things which hadn’t even occurred to me. Camping, for one. I had all of these preconceived ideas about what camping might be like. I had thought it would basically be sitting in a leaky tent with mud surrounding you. Turns out I was right, but I don’t regret going. I suppose that if you go out with the intention of doing something or not doing something, things can get pretty boring.

So now as I’m preparing myself for another year I’m not telling myself what I will and will not do, but what I hope to do. And if I don’t, that’s fine because for every thing I don’t do, there usually turns out to be a dozen things which I do do which makes up for it.

26 December 2007 - "Until I can be bothered writing something…"

22 December 2007 - "Domain"

Changed my URL to OhSarah.com please update your bookmarks and links.

As the rest of the world falls under the spell of Christmas, I seem to have remained annoyingly “scrooge-like”. I don’t get what all the fuss is about and I wish that everything could feel magical and homely again but it just feels like any other time of the year. Except considerably colder than usual.

I don’t get it. When I was younger everything seemed so amazing about Christmas but this year I fail to see what all the fuss is about. It’s three days until Christmas now and I still don’t feel remotely Christmassy. It’s not even like it’s just because of my age; my friends are all jolly and humming crappy Christmas tunes.

Argh, I don’t want to haunted by three ghosts! Save me!