morning stars in your eyes, your hand in mine

My new year's eve festivities were interesting. I went to my boyfriend's house and ate a lot of cocktail shrimp, met extended family members and tried to dodge those whose names I could not recall, helped do a lot of dishes, and got home around 3:30 am. I had enough cocktail shrimp to last me the remainder of the year (I lost count after about 30 of them. If you're losing count of how many shrimp you've eaten, it's safe to say you've eaten too many). Here are some pictures of things that were at the party:




This year, I am not going to have any expectations at all. I have a few resolutions, though, in order of "going to be really difficult and irritating to the max" to "relatively easy, don't even know why it's a 'resolution.'"

a) Get in better shape. It's more of an overall fitness thing than "I need to lose weight." More accurately, "I need to lose fat."
b) Find a job. This is going to be extraordinarily tricky with the economy in the state it is, but I'm keeping my fingers crossed.
c) Be more punctual. I am always a bit late with everything, and would like to change that.
d) Graduate with a 3.4 so I can say I graduated with honors. :D

It will be challenging, but 2009 is the year of change. It can happen.

In conclusion, here's a picture of myself and the beloved laughing about what's going to come in the new year. I'm the blurry one with the ridiculous party hat.