New Year's Eve

I actually have a New Year's resolution this year. I've never tried to do one before, because frankly, all I've ever heard was pretty everyone who did them every year quit after like, maybe a week, month at the most. I wasn't too convinced it was worthwhile, and that if you were going to make serious changes in your life it shouldn't be because 'hur der, it's that time of the year again and everyone else is doing it and don'cha know it's a tradition?'

Yeah, was never too big on it. Really couldn't see the point of people trying to do stuff and trying to do a complete 180 just because of the year changing, try to cram all their 'changes' into said day, and then get overloaded and go back to exactly what they had been doing before that and giving up.

Well, I've been gearing up to start getting ready to be a linguist for the Air Force and (I was just attacked by a mug falling out of a cabinet) going to college and everything that will be required of me for that. For the most part, I still wasn't entirely sure that's what I wanted to do until sometime during the break. I found an excellent site for learning Russian, the Sons of Norway (great cultural organization in America) have really great pages for you to learn the basics of Norwegian and you only get the audio with it if you join up with then so I plan on doing that(besides, my almost surrogate grandmother Helen is in that so I already have a friend who says it's awesome and you don't have to be Norwegian to join), I have the Rosetta Stone program for French, and I haven't found anything for German yet, but I am wanting to learn that too.

For languages, I'm going to set aside at least twenty minutes a day aside for both French and Russian individually to start with. That seems fair enough to manage when school starts up again. What I don't want to do is jump into all three of the new ones I want to learn (already pretty well grounded in French thanks to school), and then get all jumbled up and confuse one for another. I know when I started French when I couldn't think of a French word or didn't know it, I tried to put it in Japanese because my vocabulary in that was higher than French (this is what you call an anime fan). I don't want to mix them all up and get confused, so I'm hopefully going to avoid that.

I'd also like to be on time to places, so I'm going to reset every clock in the house to say the correct time. Right now, presently, there are four clocks in this house that are usually right. The one in the parentals' bedroom, the two in the kitchen, and the one right above the hallway next to the kitchen. This doesn't help me at all, because I get ready either in my room, or downstairs in my bathroom. Which is mine. I have territory in my house, and no one enters my room or my bathroom without explicate instruction from me that they are allowed to. I don't like sharing, and I don't have to right now. The rest of the house is theirs, those two rooms belong to me. (Okay, enough of being a territorial brat.) Back to the clocks, when there's a power-outage, the clocks won't be reset for two to six weeks if I'm lucky. I'm going to have to find my pocketwatch because that's the best clock I have. With that I'll be cleaning my room and doing my part to keep it clean.

Next! I'm going to be getting my learner's permit this semester, so I have to study the driver's handbook a ton and treat it like Gold tea for awhile (super addictive delicious amazing stuff by the way, definitely a favorite). Then I have to be a good girl and learn to drive. Stick shift. Because my gorgeous disassembled blue ford truck my brother gave to me, is a stick shift. I also have to replace the back window cause um, an engine kinda went through it due to unforeseeable circumstances... and it shattered. And I gotta clean the old boy off too. I think I've mentioned this before, but there's about six feet of stuff piled on top of it in any given direction. This is even worse because it's a flatbed, and therefore has an extra foot, er maybe foot and a half to two feet of stuff in the flatbed I'm not seeing to make it that high above the sides. They'd probably have glued stuff to the sides if they could. I kinda want to just throw all of it away. I wonder if I could get away with it. They're both super pack rats. The male being the worse in this respect because he doesn't even like to throw out food that's gone bad, is molding, or has been in the back of the refrigerator long enough to become semi-poisonous to borderline lethal. I once cleaned the whole refrigerator one night, got rid of all the nastiness, washed the shelves and everything, because I couldn't find peanut butter and grape jelly. I had a hankering for a sandwich, and as it turned out, we didn't have either of those particular items. Don't know if he threw a fit or not. I slept through that day. Know my mom thanked my (secretly) though at a later time.

Heh, I didn't marry him. I don't have to live with that. Don't have to live with her either cause the moment I'm out of high school, I'm moving out. <3 Yeah, love you, BYE!!!

What else is happening... hrm. Ah! for the Air Force, to fit up with their standards and such, I have to lose 35 lbs, be able to run 1.5 miles in 11 minutes, do 51 push ups in a minute, and 42 crunches in the same amount of time. My best time for running the mile was 12:06, and that was when I wasn't putting really any effort to run during practice and warm up because really, who wants to get sweaty and nasty everyday at school and then have to go back to your next class? (hint hint, it's guys) Only a slight problem with going outside. A lot of people around my neighborhood smoke, and I'm allergic to something in cigarettes and cigars so I can get sick really easily if I'm around it. But, like with perfume, if I'm around it daily, I'll build up my immune system to combat whatever it is in it my body can't generally handle. I went for a walk yesterday with my dog, and started hacking and coughing like I had black lung or was a serious asthmatic, then took a shower to get any remnant of the outside off my skin and changed clothes. I'm not sick right now, but I woke up momentarily around 12 today, my normal wake up time since I'm always up at night, and then went back to sleep until 10 in the evening. That'll be fun to work through. Some guy on the radio today had lost somewhere in the area of 70 lbs so he could join the Marines, so I'm pretty confident I have time and ability to get to my goal as well for the Air Force.

Kay, just read through this real quick to see if my brain stayed on topic, and no, it very much did not. That was more or less a run through on what I've got planned to do brick by boring brick(awesome Paramore song!) over the next year, some will be added on earlier than others etcetera. For the New Year's Resolution, my goal is to be kinder, more gentle, and more truthful and up front with people. I've been being a little too sarcastic, snarky, and ill-mannered for my tastes. Cynical words do have trouble being completely polite. And not just that, if I join up with any branch of the military, I'm pretty sure that comments like that can get you in trouble. To do this, I'm going to stop reading things that have a ton of bad words or foul humor in them, and replace it with a higher quality literature than simple fanfiction of shows or books I enjoy. I'm also going to take more time before I respond in conversation to think about what's about to leave my mouth. Usually it's when I'm not thinking before I speak that I'm rude. I'm also going to listen to different bands as, while most everything I listen to is completely clean, I've been listening to the same music for years and stale things create a stagnancy in your mind and mental health that translates into your physical body and reactions to things.

This sounds like it's going to make me very very busy, however, even with all this, what I really want to keep track of and make time for are my friends and God. I want to continue reading the Bible and make it a more regular part of my life, have time to hang out with the people I love, and make sure I'm not falling away from Him with all this business.

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To wrap this post up, I'll tell you guys a joke.

A feminist - Don't wear bras! It's another the way 'The Man' is keeping you down!

My brother - Really? I thought it was how the man was keeping you 'up'.

Haha, have a good New Year folks.