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. ¹
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