The end of the world

Terrifying topic, I know. It scares even me. I was slightly freaked out.

Violent earthquakes, global disasters, record-breaking tsunamis, global warming...

I don't want the world to end.

But it doesn't have to, right? We've been predicting that it would end since forever. But still, it made me think- if some people say that the world will die in 2012, then I would love to do so many things. I will do them ASAP- I don't want to ruin my life.

First I will ask Nick out. We'll see what happens with that. I'll write on Wednesday, telling you everything about it.

Second, I will finish a book. As you can tell, I am quite a writer. But I can never finish my novels... I get to page 165 and I just give up. I don't know why... maybe I expect to much of myself.

But when I die, I won't just lie down and say, "Okay, the end's coming and I won't do a damn thing about it." I'm gonna fight. I won't go down meekly. I will stand up and look Death in the eye.

I will never surrender, even if the fiery tendrils of hell rise up and swallow up my body, I will never stop trying to make a difference, even if resistance is futile.

I will hold Nick's hand, and as his fingers shake in mine, I will stand by him, because my life isn't about me anymore. It's like my life revolves around him now, and I'm just a sideshow on the way to the main attraction.

And Nick, if you're reading this, sorry for bringing you up in 7/8 posts. (nerds, you can probably figure out the percentage of that, but I really don't care)

Nick, you are my all, and I'm sorry if I've ever hurt you. I will never do it again. And one more thing- I love you.