so, 2008, i have a confession to make: i am not going to miss you. not one eensy bit. you pretty much sucked, if we're being honest. i'm breaking up with you. 2009 is just... well, it has everything i need. i'm not exactly sure what that is quite yet, but i know it's sucked a lot less so far than you, 2008. i'm deleting you from my phone and we're never speaking again.
*whew*
may 2009 bring as much happiness as it will debauchery.
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