It's 2008. Yay? It doesn't feel any different then 2007 or 2006. Smells the same, looks the same. But i guess everyone sees the new year as a metaphorical thing-new chapter in the blank book of our lives, opening a new door. What bugs me the most, though, is how the magazines take advantage of it. Makeovers for the new year, whoopee! It's the same for me, though. I'm not any older or any wiser, still stuck in the same grade in school. Life doesn't change just because i get a new calendar. So, boo you, vogue. My hair looks exactly the same as it did last week, as do my clothes and my shoes. The only thing the new year brings about is amazement at how fast last year went. And not even that, so much.
Ehh.
