365 days has just passed. Just like that. How the eff?
And today, we welcome 2010. The numbers seem very futuristic, and probably ong, so those who wanna get married on the 10th of October this year, better secure your bookings, pronto.
And oh yeah, it's the year of the tiger. MY freakin' year. Awesome, huh?
So frickin' frickin' not!
It's the year to embody the spirit of the awesome beautiful tiger, to roar with all my prowess and to pounce on the world.
But I don't feel like it. I'm not looking forward to this whole brand new year.
I'd rather stay here in my 2009 cave and sleep whole day.
You could say I'm like a little wet, frightened kitty.
More precisely, a pussy.
For 2010 fucking scares me.
It scared eight out of my nine feline lives, and now I just only have one life. I am human after all.
Did I mention 2010 fucking scares me?
It's my final semester in my whole 6 years course of studying.
I'm going to enter a class full of hormonally charged teenagers for the first time.
As a teacher in practice for my practicum for three eternally long months.
Then as a REAL motherfucking teacher entering a class full of hormonally charged teenagers for the rest of my freakin' life.
How on earth do you transit from being a student to being a teacher? HOW?!
Frick. I'm not ready for this.
Here's to a whole new life.