New Year, Same Gremlin (2014 check-in)

1:00 AM

Somehow it’s 2014. I did not authorize the aging. Please return me to factory settings.

While everyone else did fireworks and life epiphanies on New Year’s Eve, I… made a list.

Not a resolution, more like a Girl-Wannabe Starter Pack (with a sprinkle of billionaire delulu).

I KNOW THIS IS NOT A RESOLUTION AT ALL

The “Totally Realistic” Goals

get taller (science: “no.” me: “platform shoes.”)
become a famous violist (step 1: find viola. step 2: cry beautifully.)
have money like I accidentally invented Wi-Fi
be That Girl™ who drinks water and minds her business (I drink boba and overshare.)

The Soft Stuff I Actually Want

more trips with my chaotic travel soulmate (we’re opposites; that’s the spice)
birthdays that feel like a hug, even when I’m in another city (alive, I promise)

Hair Saga: A Tragedy in Three Acts

fell in love with my hair
hair fell… out of love (and out, period)

I cut it myself because I am both the problem and the hairstylist

Final result: bangs that say “main character” and ends that say “indie film budget.”

We move.

Anyway—new year, same me, slightly shorter hair.

May your 2014 be tall enough for both of us.

xxx

Ikkel

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