If I had been feeling less like a walking exhaustion museum yesterday, I would have written this then. But whatever, its January second so yeah. I just want to talk about 2010. And by talk, I mean make a list of stuff that I think of when I think of this past year that may or may not make sense to people reading this. So, yeah!
Bringing in the new year with a slight allergy attack thanks to the popularity of cats, and trying to make the event a lot more fun than it actually was.
Second semester of freshman year at Auburn.
Waking up way too early to go attempt to be a fitness instructor, and quitting a few weeks later.
Huge snowstorm that caused class to be cancelled for a day and drove everyone to Samford lawn and to hot chocolate.
Black Eyed Peas concert
feeling claustrophobic in the dorms and retreating to the fourth floor of the library, not to study, but to watch Desperate Housewives on my computer and drink indulgent coffee drinks.
Stopped trying to clean the bathroom and just vowed to not touch any surfaces with my bare hands if I could help it.
Danced on a stage in front of a large portion of the Greek community dressed as a tree.
Rainy spring break at home.
Dumpster diving, driving to sonic at 2 am, crying, mopping the floor for the first time ever with our bare hands, eating random food, and packing my car, and moving back home for the summer. All between 10 pm and 4 am.
Sorcerer's Stone, Chamber of Secrets, Prisoner of Azkaban, and Goblet of Fire. All in the hot summer sun. Often accompanied by a dreamscicle snow cone or an iced caramel macchiato.
Drive-in theater
Acquaintances became some of my best friends.
Student Life Camp.
The oil spill, and seeing it first hand at a deserted Gulf Shores.
Stewart and Allison leaving.
A lot of alone time this summer. Good though.
Got to choreograph for the first time ever.
Was disappointed when I discovered that the said dancers had almost no experience.
Loved it anyway.
Got stitches for the first time in my life after literally ripping a part of my hand off on a crappily built rope swing.
Barely making it to see the fireworks.
Sadly realizing that it was August.
Packed for school.
Moved into my trailer.
Wondering why I was even going back to school, but went anyway.
Was glad I had gone back once I got there.
Became reminded quickly of how shallow people can be.
Had to learn to ignore it.
Realized that I had signed up for three of the most ridiculous classes of my life.
Dropped a class.
Found a new hobby.
Learned that its ok when people change, because it lets you be more of yourself. Or something like that.
Wrecked my car and had to bum rides for a month. This also forced me to stay inside the city limits of Auburn for almost two months.
Fall Conference.
More allergies at fall conference. Also watched a football game that was one of the most fun I have ever watched while not actually being at the game.
Realized how much I hate stupid riddle games (If I am 1 and you are 2, what is 3? The moon? YES! [hate])
Took "Elementary Education" off my facebook as my major. But did not go to the office and change it. Confusion follows.
Stopped getting on facebook so much so that I could live without knowing everything about people and feeling weird about it. More of a clear head follows.
Finished school off, not with a bang, but with an "OMG" and came home for Christmas.
Saw a friend move out of her parent's house and move to an apartment a few miles away.
Had another Christmas that consisted of food, weirdness, and some fun. All the while sort of wishing I could be skating at Rockafeller Center, exploring Times Square, and seeing The Nutcracker. This way, I could fully enjoy the song "Silver Bells". Don't forget the food from street vendors. And hobos. Can't forget about the hobos.
Brought in the New Year in a fairly anticlimactic way that was expected because all most of high school friends care about now is pretending they're sophisticated and all "collegey." I love them though, I always will.
Despite the atmosphere of the alcohol and smoke-surrounded party I was attending, I had a new optimism. The closest I have been to this here attitude is when I graduated high school. But this is pretty different.
I'm sure I have left out some stuff, but I will stop now before I bore you anymore, curious reader.
To lighten the mood of this entry (which is probably coming from the fact that I have been driving around Albertville for the last hour out of pure boredom. This kind of thing makes people nostalgic. Especially if you're me. Because sometimes something as random as a run down building can make me feel a little homesick for the "good ol' days".
Anyway, back to the lightening of the mood.
Roses are red,
And violets are blue,
I've licked about four different carpets in recent years.
Thanks truth or dare. Thanks a lot.
Seriously, bye.
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