Tomorrow is the end. Even though New Zealand is obviously in 12/21/12 and they are still standing...there are still people who believe tomorrow is it.
I can't help but think about the things I am glad I got to do.
I gotz a ring put on it in 2009. So, hey at least I am not
swilling wino... single.
I got to see my beloved Backstreet Boys in concert.
I adopted a cat. Then I got him a pet.
I moved to California by myself. That was fun.
I went to Miami to fashion week, got to sit almost front row and rub elbows with some reality stars/some random stars. (Still kicking myself for not asking Whitney from the Hills for a pic. She's gorge in real life.)
I went on tour with a rando band... and didn't get killed. (I still have that leg the guy (Chris, my fav) on the left is holding.)
So, all in all, it was a good lifetime. Here's to the rest of eternity! Hey, at least I won't have to pay for my loans! (Read: Sallie Mae can dieeeeee.)
But seriously, some of the shiz on the social medias makes me want a Xanax.