Oh...

Periodically I check old friends' dead blogs. It's a new year and I still haven't gotten over old times.

What a great way to end 2008 and then begin the new year: surgery, a depressed boyfriend, a ruined new year's eve, a depressed me.

I saw Monica at a Thai place a few days ago and didn't say anything. I will never speak to her again. Carly won't answer my emails and the truth is, I'm too afraid to call her. Lauren and I keep in contact but things don't seem to ever work out. Obie is across the country. Sarah left to Savannah without saying goodbye. Joe and I were estranged on account of my broken heart. Justin is scattered to the wind. And Chew, I only know you through blogs. I know you're the only one who reads these now. Maybe we can email regularly?

I wish it were twelve noon right now, but I have another ten hours before my boyfriend will come over and I can cry on his shoulder and he will once again become dreadfully tired of my depressed disposition. Maybe I should write a list of my grievances. What's the trouble now you ask? ...Always the same. It's just me.