Today I realized that it's almost 2012.
It's almost been one year since I started writing this blog, I've almost lived another full year.
I also realized that this earth has also been around another year. Of course what would bring this thought into my head, the Mayan calendar. According to it, we're all supposed to die next year. Now, the thought of dying doesn't sound fun, especially if the earth is supposed to explode or some crap like that. Although I don't really believe that the world will end next year, simply because it's been predicted, I think it very well may be a possibility. I know for a fact that I will be nearly scared to death when December 21, 2012 comes around next year. So I think I'm going to be one of those people that actually faintly believes that it's going to happen.
And with this I come to my point. Next year, I'm going to do everything I can, anything I want. I'm not going to give a rip about what other people tell me because hell, if it's my last year alive then I'm going to live it. And if the world surprises me and decides to live another year then at least I'll have a few interesting stories to tell in the future. Right?
Tomorrow I'm going to start writing my list of things I must do in 2012.
I'm not trying to say I'll be completely reckless, no I haven't lost my sanity. I'm just saying I'm going to do what I want, because I want to do it. If people want to join me then sure, and if they don't then they don't have to. If they join me anyway and don't want to then that's their own fault. There are just somethings you have to say you did when you die.
Next year is sure gonna be something.
Go ahead 2012. Do your worst. You may kill me, but ultimately only I'll be allowed to destroy myself.
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