2008 Off Paper

At the end of the year, I usually write a post in which I go over the previous year‘s resolutions and compare whether I’ve achieved them or not.

Back in 2005, I wrote a post I still think about called “remember when…” in which I recalled the mini-adventures that may or may not have made it onto the blog, but still reminded me of very cool events.

I repeated it in 2006, because that also seemed like another chapter of my life being closed (though, when I get my actual memoirs published, it’ll end with a dinosaur fight rather than a blog post).  I didn’t do it at all in 2007, because all it felt like I did that year was try to get 150 hugs.  I succeeded, but at what cost?  Indeed, I ended up calling this year 2007 pt. 2 because I felt like I hadn’t accomplished anything worth writing in the previous year.

So…  here’s 2008 as I remember it. I’ve also included 2007, but that could really just be summed up as work, travel, hugs, visits, and grad school apps.

• Applications to grad school and the bitter torture of waiting.
• The first death of a friend I’ve had to deal with in my adult life.
• I had blue hair.
• Sadly, people I wanted to respect me got to see it.
• Anson looked like Trotsky.
• I kissed three people I should not have and not a single person I should have.  ((No offense intended to any of those three, of course.))
• I was punched.  In the FACE.  By a fat man.  Sadly, this was still not one of the top three worst days of 2008.
• I had the absolute worst 12-hour period in my life.   I would not wish that day on my worst enemy…. And, because of promises and such, I can never say why to anyone.  Ever.
• I got into Fucking DUKE!
• I moved in with an old, rich lady with very large dogs that would always bark when I came home.
• … and she sort of fell in love with me.
• Skype chats
• E-mail exchanges
• Three months of vacation
• A week away in an awesome mansion
• Visiting T-Rob.
• Living alone
• Going out drinking on weekends with a few good buds.
• Driving, ugh.
• Helping far too many people move.
• Getting to see people that truly matter.
• Meeting all the other fabulous people here.
• Getting involved in USP.
• The three-day campout for basketball tickets.
• Dancing.
• Far too many people falling for me.  *sigh*
• Thursday foodin’
• “Spot the Logical Fallacy” parties
• “Buzzword Bingo”
• Helping the blind
• Hurting the deaf
• Tutoring in maths
• Applying to graduate school and feeling miserable doing it.
• Trying to collect hugs.
• Visiting everyone I cared about, worried it would be the last time I’d see any of them.
• Being right about one of them.
• B-ball games
• Drinking coffee just to see a cute girl
• Work ponchos
• Reassessing life again and again
• Being funny again, being creative again, but being unable to dedicate time to it.
• Snowboarding
• Finals
• The scariest presentations of my friggin’ life.
• Finding out I was an introvert in situations where I’m afraid I’ll look foolish.
• Bad sweater parties
• Moving away without telling people: multiple times
• NaNoWriMo, oh no!
• NaBloPoMo times so many months.
• Twitter!
• Visiting exes
• Going camping
• Getting a GPS
• Losing moneys and material goods and not caring
• Magnetic fields
• Tightrope walking with people’s emotions

…  I’m forgetting a thousand things.

At the end of the year, I usually write a post in which I go over the previous year‘s resolutions and compare whether I’ve achieved them or not. Back in 2005, I wrote a post I still think about called “remember when…” in which I recalled the mini-adventures that may or may not have made…