Happy new year, friends. I had compiled a list of resolutions in my brain (exercise, learn new skills, cook, keep my room clean, pluck more often, get famous — you know, the usual stuff), but for now, only one really tugs at my heart. In 2008, I would like to be more honest with myself, even if it hurts.
Sorry to be such a bore, but my mom says my goals won’t happen unless I write them down.
