April 21, 1999: 1999
Just 2 seconds ago I started writing something for school, and it hit me how weird the date looks. 4/21/99. 1999. The end of the century. Imagine that. It seemed so far away such a seemingly short time ago. I remember thinking in eighth grade that it would be forever before I was a high school senior. Now I am a senior, almost a college freshman. It seems so recent yet so long ago that I was that little kid wishing I was one of the big kids walking down the halls like they own the place.
It almost makes me wish I wasn't leaving high school so soon, but then and again I can't wait to get the ball rolling and start rebuilding this world in my own image. So many things have to be fixed, and my time has almost come to have my chance at all of them.
Hopefully the new millenium will be a different one. Completely different. I was just thinking now that hopefully it won't be like this one, not the Century of the Bomb. Then I realized how silly I was being. So much more than a new century is coming around. So much more than a decade, a year, a month, a week, a day. In so many ways it will be nothing more than just another moment in time, but because of our fixation with numerology it has the potential to be so much more. People see it as a new start, so it can be! We can capitalize on this sense of a rising dawn and prevent another sunset into a new Dark Ages. Let us all do our part to bring an end to suffering in this world of ours.