I can't believe the year's almost over. It isn't just that this year seemed to fly by, it's that it'll be 2010. I'll be 19 next year. I've been on this planet almost two decades. It blows my mind. I just can't wrap my brain around it.

Big changes coming next year. I think '09 was probably the last year I could live in my mother's house and still retain any respectability. It's time to start carrying myself. That means a real job, not the small stuff I've been doing, an apartment, transferring to a bigger school, possibly an art university... All that stuff.

It's scary. I've always kind of had to carry the family, but it's never been hard. Cooking cleaning, making sure everyone's where they need to be... Easy stuff. This is different, though. This is big. This is being an adult for real.

I'll be honest here, I really don't want to be an adult. The world is such a sucky place. I'd much rather stay an oblivious child forever.

Guess that's out of the question, though. All things change, and we all gotta grow up sometime. 'Sides, I'll never get to see my special one if I don't start working a job that pays more than a pittance.

Ah, well. I still have a week to goof off. I'll just keep watching Super Sentai and try to forget that the world is teetering on the brink of total nuclear annihilation. o 3o