We will make it through, my captain. / Первый парень на селе варит трупы в киселе ©
В одном коллаже и в одной песне, пожалуй, все итоги года.
Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Six hundred minutes,
Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Moments so dear.
Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Six hundred minutes
How do you measure, measure a year?
In daylights, in sunsets, in midnights
In cups of coffee
In inches, in miles, in laughter, in strife.
In five hundred twenty-five thousand
Six hundred minutes
How do you measure a year in the life?
How about love? Measure in love.
Seasons of love.

Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Six hundred minutes,
Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Moments so dear.
Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Six hundred minutes
How do you measure, measure a year?
In daylights, in sunsets, in midnights
In cups of coffee
In inches, in miles, in laughter, in strife.
In five hundred twenty-five thousand
Six hundred minutes
How do you measure a year in the life?
How about love? Measure in love.
Seasons of love.

P.S. Как у нас у всех аватарки получились в тон дизайну дневника. Особенно у тебя, Рыжий.
Upd. аватарочная магия! о.о случайно выпал этот!