So when are you going to realize those are not your wrongs to right?

I am currently sitting on the train.
How exciting.

I'm on my way to work on the most depressing day of the year for those
with seasonal affective disorder. The winter solstice! Oh how witty I
am.

I was thinking about how my manager wants me promoted to ASM in less
than 6 months... And it sort of scares me. Scares me to the point
where I might just mess it all up in some sort of a self-sabotage kind
of way.

I mean, I know it would be good. More money, higher rank, and all that
jazz. But with that comes more responsibility and stress... And I
don't want any mote stress... Not right now, anyways. Well, not ever,
really... Who WANTS stress?

I just don't want to feel like I've bit off more than I can chew. I'm
not one who likes choking.

I'm also getting that pathetic oh so lonely feeling. I think it's
because new years eve is approaching, and it is yet another
unmemorable year. I guess there's always 2010.

Also, I feel I should apologize to any grammar Nazis that are reading
this thing. I am writing this on my phone, so some words that should
have capitals won't, and some words may be misspelled due to me being
too lazy to go back and fix them.
Now I know most of you wouldn't give two shits about this, but I do,
because it will pain me to read this later with all the mistakes I've
made in it.
I swear I have some form of OCD.

Anyways, back to my life, and how you all don't care.
lolwut >.>

I don't even remember the rest of what I was going to write. So maybe
this will call for an update later. This has been a great time killer
for my train ride though. Maybe I should just write on the train more
often, and tell everyone exactly what I'm seeing and thinking.

This probably won't end up happening, though. Hah.

Anyways train ride is nearly done... Peace out bros.