What's up with this 2012?

Everyone's writing all these "this happened during 2011!"-posts and I'm like "I wanna be like EVERYONE ELSE so I'm doing it too!"

Well, as a matter of fact, this year has presented a few things. We got engaged and bought a house.
The end.

No, really. That's about it. I got a job, of course. A job that I have four weeks notice on (neverminding the contract I have, I can still lose it with four weeks notice) and as the world economy is declining, so is my faith about keeping it. We'll see though. At least I'll be unemployed and living here instead of drifting restlessly around St Aldus looking for anything pretty to look at. Warning, if I lose my job, I will probably be posting A LOT of pictures of water here. Just because I will have to dampen my sorrows by walking along the lake shore all day long. Pretending that I'm not in a pickle, that bf has to ride to work that half hour one way alone twice a day, or that we'll have the least impressive life ever just to be able to keep the house.

BUT! I also became an aunt (again), a little girl that I am godmother of now. I'm not really sure that the church should trust me on that one, btw. Hello blasphemic metal music and paganism.. I'll teach her the correct ways, don't worry. Oh, and my sister doesn't read this blog. MOHAHAHAHA.

Also? Foureyes got engaged. Islander got engaged. Northener is having a baby. Two of our couple-friends here had babies. Three other couples got engaged. Getting ass drunk and dancing has been replaced with drinking coffee, playing games or having dinner together. 2012 may be the most grown up year of my life. In other words, time to get that pierced lip (the bottom lip in my face, pervs) and getting back on that pink hair. Tattoo session booked. What else can I do to reclaim my youth? This whole being in a relationship thing really doesn't work well with teenage rebellion. Of course, I have to point out that neither tattoos or pink hair is part of teenage rebellion for me, even though my father really hoped it would be. Ten years ago he asked if I hadn't outgrown that yet. Well...

Also. Wedding? Weeks go by without us talking about it because we really just don't want to plan this whole thing. It feels.. way over our heads. Like seriously too much work and money. If we get married and only include family, I still have to scrape together somewhere for my side of the family to live, ie 15 people. Minimum. Sigh. So, eloping? ELOPING! But what if my mom gets disappointed? I hate disappointing her, even more so know when I really don't know how long I get to keep her.

So this will probably be one of the most chaotic years of my life too. Changes man. Changes. Time to pull that cover over my head and not look out until it's 2013. Would that help?