Today is the last day of 2008. So far this year I've broken up with a boyfriend, had surgery, went on a beach vacation in which I only went out to the beach at night (I'm pretty sure my cousins were convinced I was a vampire), took a psych class in which I learned almost nothing, took a creative writing independent study in which I wrote a story that was 56 pages long (and is still not done), got a new boyfriend, went to Little Rock to visit Sarah and Eliza, had a fight with the new boyfriend... and now I'm here.

New Year's Eve always causes me some anxiety. What's going to happen in the new year? Is it going to be as good/fun/terrible/weird as the previous? And then there are the resolutions. I hate resolutions and I never keep them, but I feel this odd compulsion to make them year after year, at which point I agonize over them for the month of January and then forget they ever existed.

A new year also brings me closer to something I dread - senior year at Sewanee. Senior year brings comps, and graduation, both of which I fear. Comps because they're freaking hard, and it's a four-hour handwritten exam. Graduation because then, I have to know what I'm going to do for the rest of my life. And right now, I have no clue. I have three semesters to figure it out, though, and that's plenty of time, right? Right?