I didn't go to Scotland for Hogmanany, in the end. I had to work in the shop on Friday and Saturday, and then the snow on the roads meant Colleen didn't go either. So we had a quiet night in watching Firefly and the countdown on the BBC, and a lazy conversation that of course made a segue into 2005 in review.
Therefore I give you, New Year's Resolutions 2006 by
hathy_col and
loneraven:
1. Be "a better person" (me) or be "less of a skanky ho" (Col). I said this was rather endearingly vague, so we refined it.
1a) Use less Febreeze.
1b) Be more discreet.
1c) Don't drink anything that tastes like a colour. Fundamental case in point, blue and red WKD. Wine does not count, because it doesn't actually taste white or red.
2. Get 120 credits (Col)/pass prelims (me), whilst ignoring fact need only 41% to pass. Aim for 42%, as is auspicious number.
3. Find attractive people to have sex with (me, not Col for obvious reasons). Further refined:
3a) Drink more.
3b) Talk to people in corners.
3c) When all else fails, walk around topless. I dispute this last as it would contravene resolution no.1, to whit, "be less of a skanky ho".
4. LESS CRAZY. 2006 should be the year of less crazy.
5. Start as you mean to go on - neither of us woke up until the afternoon. It was a nice, if quiet night.
On a more serious note, I don't know exactly what I've learned from 2005. I don't even if know if it was a good year. I think, carefully considered, it was; I had friends and family and fandom and various academic pursuits, which are all I really care about. I don't actually feel like doing the review meme, but a couple of choice points anyway:
My A-levels were a high point (five As, glee) and so was fandom. I got into one major new fandom, Doctor Who, and made lots of new friends through it, co-modded a comm, ran a ficathon, and made an AU of my own. I made friends at university, something which is the difference between a good year and a dire one.
Music-wise, no real developments beyond the Indigo Girls being my musical discovery of the year. My "personal fashion concept" (gods, I love that phrase) was a refinement of the same, being simple, Gap-advert sort of things with the only change being for real silver jewellery rather than the crappy stuff. (Hell, am technically adult.) Oh, yes: I'm an adult. My eighteenth birthday was very much fun. Of course, it's less than three weeks until my next birthday, and this one will be very different. We shall see.)
Um, what else? I'm neither happier nor sadder, a tad thinner, and much poorer because I no longer have a job. My job = LOVE. I was so, so lucky to get a job I like so much, and I miss it now. Not least the money, although I do get to do some holiday work this week.
But overall? 2005 is the year things came together, and fell apart, and I'm left wiser but back at square one for 2006. Right now the centre cannot hold, but that might just be late-night drama.
Therefore I give you, New Year's Resolutions 2006 by
1. Be "a better person" (me) or be "less of a skanky ho" (Col). I said this was rather endearingly vague, so we refined it.
1a) Use less Febreeze.
1b) Be more discreet.
1c) Don't drink anything that tastes like a colour. Fundamental case in point, blue and red WKD. Wine does not count, because it doesn't actually taste white or red.
2. Get 120 credits (Col)/pass prelims (me), whilst ignoring fact need only 41% to pass. Aim for 42%, as is auspicious number.
3. Find attractive people to have sex with (me, not Col for obvious reasons). Further refined:
3a) Drink more.
3b) Talk to people in corners.
3c) When all else fails, walk around topless. I dispute this last as it would contravene resolution no.1, to whit, "be less of a skanky ho".
4. LESS CRAZY. 2006 should be the year of less crazy.
5. Start as you mean to go on - neither of us woke up until the afternoon. It was a nice, if quiet night.
On a more serious note, I don't know exactly what I've learned from 2005. I don't even if know if it was a good year. I think, carefully considered, it was; I had friends and family and fandom and various academic pursuits, which are all I really care about. I don't actually feel like doing the review meme, but a couple of choice points anyway:
My A-levels were a high point (five As, glee) and so was fandom. I got into one major new fandom, Doctor Who, and made lots of new friends through it, co-modded a comm, ran a ficathon, and made an AU of my own. I made friends at university, something which is the difference between a good year and a dire one.
Music-wise, no real developments beyond the Indigo Girls being my musical discovery of the year. My "personal fashion concept" (gods, I love that phrase) was a refinement of the same, being simple, Gap-advert sort of things with the only change being for real silver jewellery rather than the crappy stuff. (Hell, am technically adult.) Oh, yes: I'm an adult. My eighteenth birthday was very much fun. Of course, it's less than three weeks until my next birthday, and this one will be very different. We shall see.)
Um, what else? I'm neither happier nor sadder, a tad thinner, and much poorer because I no longer have a job. My job = LOVE. I was so, so lucky to get a job I like so much, and I miss it now. Not least the money, although I do get to do some holiday work this week.
But overall? 2005 is the year things came together, and fell apart, and I'm left wiser but back at square one for 2006. Right now the centre cannot hold, but that might just be late-night drama.