Room No.33

I feel like I'm floating on air.

Usually, this time of year I'd be depressed. I'd be bitching to you guys about growing older, about how little time we all have left. Surprisingly, I don't feel that way right now.

2008 has been...
a year full of...
everything.

I know I grow every second of every minute of every single bloody day.
This year I think I did more of that than ever.

I went through a lot of shit. And if you're reading this you probably know me and you know this. But, I don't regret anything. I mean, if none of this happened, we wouldn't be the people we are today. Even a few words can shift a person's day in a different direction. I think that's completely amazing...astounding.

Through all of this, let's get through it together. And I mean this.
Even if we don't talk for a while.

I am a balloon and I'm filled with love instead of air.

I love you.
I love her.
I love him.
I love them.
I love everyone.

And America grew up in this year.
And you grew up.
And the world grew up.

If even just a little, it happened.

So this is my sincere wish, and I know it's kind of...
mushy and cheesy.
(I'm mushy and cheesy.)

You can do it. You can accomplish great things, and I'm not just saying that.
And for this coming year, I hope all you guys reach some sort of dream.

Haha, I need some deodorant.