As 2009 comes to a rapid close, I find myself stressed out about the lack of all I've accomplished in the past year, and the stress of trying to accomplish more in the impending year. Therefore, I think I'll have to set some goals for myself:
10. Start working on my jewelry again- I think my first project will be a Christmas gift for my mom when I get back to Montana. Shhhh, don't tell her.
9. Play the viola- I've been doing this on and off for a decade. Time to get back on?
8. Write more- Finish the screenplays I've been working on, start the ones that have been floating around in my head, and blog more, easy enough.
7. Start running- get my lazy, but wonderful ass back in shape. I used to use running as a form of therapy, somehow that got lost in the mix as I got crazier, coincidence?
6. Drink less- yeah, this may be just a joke.
5. Revel in my alone time- I already do this quite a bit, but I feel like I need to do it some more.
4. Save some money- (see drink less).
3. Maybe get a real job, or another internship, or take some classes- basically, just do something more then wait tables and bartend come the New Year.
2. Finish my grad school applications- my original goal was to have them all in by the first of the year. Yeah, procrastination got the better of me on that one.
1. Be a better friend/lover/daughter- This is always my #1 resolution. I don't think there is anything more important then being a good person to the people that matter most in your life.
So I hope you'll all join me in the New Year and see if any of these goals actually happen. Cheers and Happy Holidays!
11 comments:
I found this typical blog of a typically narcissistic, typical transplant who rambles on and on about her music, fashion, food, movies, etc while basically doing shit as she takes up space in Brooklyn. She calls herself the Fake Hipster. I’m terribly sorry honey, you are a Real Hipster. Not 90%, not almost full, not sort of, but an absolute hipster. You are a sheep. You are the clone of the girl in the apartment below you, above you, to the left of you and right of you. You are a mirror image of that girl in the coffee shop right now and the girl waiting for the L Train. You are a carbon copy of that girl riding her bike down Bedford and the girl maxing out her credit card on organic food and granny dresses. Get it? You were MTV’d and VH1′d to death and led to believe that a fabulous, fashionable, rockin’ lifestyle awaits you here in Brooklyn. Can’t you see that all you’re doing is helping change Brooklyn into a playground for mindless, talentless, attention seeking, falsely cool robots who treat this place as an extension of their college campus?
Your screenplays will be worth as much as your toilet paper, if that. Your jewelry probably won’t even make it to a nasally flea market. Your perceived knowledge of music and fashion will only help you hold a pretentious conversation in a dive bar with one of your cloned sheepish pals. I’m being serious here when I say you should go back to Montana, either continue a real (non-arts based) education or get a 9-5 job, meet a real man with a real job where people depend on his hard work and be close to your family. Trust me, you’ll be happier and more productive that way rather than prancing around Brooklyn like a wanna-be famous person.
GOT THE FUCK BACK TO MONTANA!!!!!
NATIVE NEW YORKERS HATE YOUR FUCKING GUTS!!!!!
And that that picture of the Domino's plant off your page. It's an insult to the real working people you yuppies drove out of North Brooklyn.
Get a job, you worthless hole and quit acting like a spoiled 10 year old. You move all the way from Montana to gentrified Brooklyn to do nothing while aspiring to be a red panda. Eat shit. Go back to the Midwest and take your shithead buddies with you - you're not welcomed here.
How the fuck do you pay for all your stupid shit as a perpetual intern??
Let's see what we have: Williamsburg's inflated rents, grad school fees, vintage clothing, organic food, zombie collectables from eBay, vinyl albums and jewelry making supplies - all in the middle of a recession and as an intern!!! Wow! Hipsters in Brooklyn have amazing money making skills..
Don't forget all the booze she spends money on.
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Don't worry about the spiteful comments above. Those losers all came from the Diehipster site. It's just a blog written by some hateful "native" New York idiot who's living a sexless marriage and going through a divorce. He appeals to nothing but the lowest of the low, and and encourages hate and violence against pretty much anyone and everyone in NYC who is a transplant. You'll also notice that it's always the same half dozen social rejects that are fans of his site who post the same idiotic rantings on a daily basis. This shouldn't come as a surprise as he advertises his blog in the Craigslist Rant's and Raves section, a cesspool of racists, misogynists, and various social rejects from all walks of life. They have proven themselves to be bigger idiots than the "hipsters" they fail to mock.
Steve, we don't hate transplants. NYC has always been a city of immigrants. Hard working immigrants who strive to provide for their families, build a better life for themselves, and contribute positively to the greater society. Hipsters, however, contribute nothing and simply take up space and make noise while draining mommy and daddy's bank of Minnesota savings account. The 5% of you that have jobs are cool. I just have one question for the rest of you: WHY?
You should look up that Ewing33knicks guy, he isn't even from NY and if you do a google search on his screen name you will see he is really into porn and posts about getting prostitutes online. Same thing goes for that parkslopeguy, they really are a bunch of social rejects sitting on their computers acting like internet tough guys masterbatinng to porn all day.
You are a piece of shit. Shut down your fucking blog, and go shove that hipster jewelry up your hairy, sexless asshole and get a real job. WASTE!
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