Dear dying year,
Wish I could just flip the calendar back to Jan 2010. Wish I could have you for ever.
I met you as an adolescent. You were kind, treating me to foreign trips and jobs. You were harsh,even made me cry when I did behave like an idiot; You introduced me to some of the most wonderful people, gave memories worth reverence and lessons I can never forget.And now we part.
And when we do so, I part as an adult.
Couldn't have asked for a better year. Thank you 2010. It was a pleasure.
2011 has its benchmarks set too high.
And somewhere down there my gut says, its not gonna disappoint.
You made me 21.
Thank you.
Astalavista
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