2011: Another Year in Review

This year... Oh boy. Rang it in with my family, as tradition dictates, though this year might mark a modification of that tradition. Then, there was all of the tumultuous adjusting for me.

January - February: Hailstorm of confusion.

March: Double that. Plus, a really fun spring break, thanks to some great college friends who, even though I haven't been as close to recently, are still pretty awesome. (I.e. Bill's Cape house, the ziggarut, Choi's featuring Dakota v. A and yummy Italian sandwiches also)

April: Like I even remember. Marathon Monday weekend was wild. Staying up until 7 a.m., Wild. April Fool's day was epic, and not without a fair amount of seran wrap.

May: Started with a bang, ended with me watching all of West Wing, never to be the same again.

June: Internship. Misery. Lamenting my unpaidness, having first world problems, being a brat, yadayada, not really seeing anyone except Choi in the city and for an hour after work.

July: The Boston Goth Club trip--never made it to the Goth club. The three musketeers, Intercontinental Boston, Parrot Bay, 7-Eleven bought mixers and snacks, 2 40's Bud Light. Oh, and going off of 2 hours of sleep, thank you HP7PII MIDNIGHT PREMIERE. Caroline's visit, epic meal times, all in all pretty awesome. Also, possibly the month I was accosted by a 'psychic,' thus prodding me to visit a Wiccan store in E Vill.

August: Ahh, sweet freedom--barely worked because the schedule was too airtight, traveled across the East Coast (to ME and CT, anyway) partied hardied--saw Friends With Benefits 3x, hot-tubbed and had a shore time in OOB, saw the palm reader whose predictions didn't come true, went to CT and ran around a beautiful house while wine-drunk and stepping on glass--the fab 4 was that one.

September: The month of horrifying weekends, during which I was much too intoxicated to be awake, but remained awake, unfortunately, and therefore humiliated myself just about beyond repair, thank god for forgiveness and hazy memories, and probably just the general willingness to let things go. My goodness. The things I would change about this month... Where to even begin...

October: Calmer, but still stormy seas.

November: Starting to reach some kind of normalcy, routine, etcetera. Thanksgiving break was much needed this year...also chock full of work. Stopped sleeping at night. Slept in, skipped too much class (it was just the one! and it turned out fine...) Lots of drama, though. 11/11/11!!! Awesomeeee... kind of.

December: Decided to train for the marathon. Still training, but extremely bored with running. Have decided to begin alternate, more exciting workout plans...

Overall, I think I've gone through some pretty significant emotional changes, though not really. I guess it's more like I've become more aware of the way I handle situations, for better or worse. I've learned more about myself, certainly, and come to the conclusion that I'm not sure what's wrong with me. I don't think there is, in so many words. I have, however, acknowledged that I can make rash decisions when it comes to the pursuit of men, and that the fact it is a 'pursuit' is perhaps a fundamental flaw. On the other hand, I believe I deserve a great love, a challenging, but greatly rewarding love that will inspire a novel, the bestselling instant classic I will someday write, though it will be the type that is passed around the literati, read over champagne and pretentious murmurs, because that is the audience I want to impress.

I stopped making official resolutions a while ago, and I've come to realize that over the years, I've become less sentimental about objects, and more about events and moments and things that I'll always try to relive in my mind, like that one time... Wall. Oh, nostalgia. Sweet, sweet monster.

I suppose, if I were to make any resolutions, it would be to take better care of my body, my mental health, and my self-worth, to love my family more and better, to be less paranoid and slower to jump to conclusions, to continue training for the marathon (this one's not really an option. At this point, I have to run it), and to, of course, continue striving to become a better person.

With the highest (but not too high) hopes and greatest belief for the upcoming year,


Happy New Year to all.