Daisyspeak

I don't know why it didn't register to me earlier, that I will be turning 23 this year. I don't know why it didnt make its impact, that the entire year of 2002 is over.

And over and done with it is.

Cliche as it might sound, it's all over, isn't it?

I don't know. I really don't quite remember what happened. And I don't know where to begin. I don't know if it's considered a good year or not. And many factors point to the fact it shouldnt be.

But why not? Don't they say that the more mistakes made, the more lessons learnt. So judging from the sheer number of mistakes I made in 2002, doesn't it render me a pretty learned person?

I don't know. Where it all began and where it all ended.

I don't know. What to make of the last two months of the past year. How totally out of control I got. Did I really get out of control? Or was I in my social-butterfly, totally in control, never been better mode?

Was I ever in control before in 2002?

Or rather, was I ever in control in my entire life?

Which is the real me?
Who do I want to be?

I don't know.
But I'd better be a good girl in 2003.

I mean it.
No more hurting others. No more hurting myself.

Or did I get the order wrong again?

Sheesh. I sure am one confused girl.