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2014, come and gone like the blink of an eye. Good things bad things, every year will have them. Some good worth noting, I went to Florida for the first time, my parents got us our new house, I stopped being friends with someone I never liked, I started to develop a sense of self esteem this year and my new friends have helped me with that. For every good thing I could throw at you there is a bad. I lost my gram, I found my father, I lost touch with my best friend, someone I loved moved away and has fallen off the face of the earth. This year has given me good things, hard situations and outright just bad things. 2015 will probably be no different. It will give me the same things but in different lighting and at different angles. It will not be different but I will respond to things differently. Instead of just dropping a friend and not giving them a word about it, I'll talk to them. Tell them why I'm leaving them behind. What has changed me and what they had to do with it. Why I've had enough. 2015 will be different, but it will be the same. "Life is like a box of chocolates, you never know what you're gonna get."

Snow??

In my opinion it is a good thing that the snow is gone!! I hate snow and I don't like winter!!!! Everything is dead and cold and ugly. I would break into the mansion and destroy the snow machine. They still have Christmas in Florida and Texas don't they? Even without snow we can still have Christmas! I think snow is pointless and bad. You can die from being sick, that sickness could have been caused by snow. I'm lookin' at you hypothermia. Thank goodness it is gone! I hope it stays gone. I feel there is no need for it. 

No Gravity

When I was younger, I used to lie down in front of my dresser and look up at the mirror. I imagined that the cieling was the floor and what it would be like to walk and dance on the cieling. I imagined myself running and leaping and watching everyone else below me. It wasn't cluttered like my floor. Just the soft eggshell white of my plaster cieling. I would pretend that I was at a mascarade ball and the centerpiece was the beautiful little chandelier that my grandma bought for my room. It stood upright by itself and glowed like a candle.