The Start of the Rest of my Life

"It's sad but it's true how society says her life is already over..."

I have no idea who or what Lily Allen was singing about there, but I've somehow found a connection between it and the year that's just come to end. Or maybe that I had that feeling and have come to look over it... -I'm rather undecided but I found it to be a relevant quote in the least..

But moving along... 2009, eh? I guess it's been a decent year overall. I've met some amazing people and have some great memories of the year that's past.

Though of course it had its downsides. I guess I kinda found myself more lonely than ever this year. It was a weird feeling, not seeing the old Rowville girls everyday at recess, then in the 'once in a blue moon' meeting with them, it was like nothing had changed about them. Like no time had passed. But it did and, maybe it's just me, but I feel it affected me more than the others. I feel I've changed and grown so much over the past year and perhaps it is evident. After all, a friend recently said to me, "Wow Rachel, what's up? I don't even recognise you anymore."

But I digress.


Let's start with the big events of the year. This year, I celebrated my 18th birthday and it was nothing like I wanted but I enjoyed it anyway. I kinda hoped for a nice little get together with close friends and family but it totally went to the shits.

Firstly, I organised it for Sunday of the Labour Day weekend, assuming that Labour Day would be a public holiday and that I would be able to happily drink legally at my party. Haha, no. Labour Day =/= a University holiday (though ironically, the technicians get the day off, so if something effed up, there was no way of fixing it). You may or may not believe it, but this was the least of my concerns.

The main thing I think about when I think of my 18th birthday was not me actually turning 18 and becoming an adult, but a disgusting-as-hell fight I had with a friend over wafers (or something ridiculous like that) only a few days before. Somehow this managed to get resolved the day before my birthday, but by that stage I had already given out invitations for Friday instead (excluding this person that had me depressed for about a week). However, shortly after changing the party date to Friday, I finally canceled the whole thing in general, simply because I didn't have the time, nor motivation to set up a big party when one of my closest friends had me tears only days before, plus when it seemed nobody would show up anyway. I said I would probably organise something for a later date, but obviously that was never set up.

All that aside, my parents and siblings made my birthday a great day. I also got the day off Uni, which was nice. So shittiness and disappointments aside, I enjoyed my birthday, but I'm still a little upset over how much better it should have gone.


Anyway, I'll leave this blog post with a 'to be continued', simply because after writing all that, my thoughts have gone all jumbled and my mood is starting to swing a bit. So yes, if I don't continue this before morning, then g'night all.