i better make sure to get on facebook tonight so that i can be informed when its 2012
on New Years Eve. I just watched six episodes of 30 Rock in a row on Netflix and I’m not yet tired, so what better time than the present to type out in words that reflection of the year that seems mandatory but you really know you’re just annoying everyone with a long text post and no one will actually read this but you’re gonna write it anyways because why not.
This year was a pretty monumental one. I graduated high school. I learned how to love deeply, and then I had to learn how to let that love go. At one point I thought I knew what I wanted to do with my life. I had direction. Recently, I threw that direction out the window to chase a dream job that apparently everyone else in the world has too. I discovered that everything I want in life comes with a large price tag. I had to make a lot of decisions this year. I chose to go to a school that would put me in a lot of debt after I graduate, and later in the year I chose to stay there, because something about “finding my niche.” I chose to give up an almost solid career path because there are so many more things to learn about out there. I chose to open up my soul to one person in a way that I didn’t know could open souls. I chose to stay up until four in the morning on New Years Eve watching 30 Rock and typing this shit when I could be packing and getting ready to go back to school Monday. Will I regret any of these decisions later in life? Probably. Do I regret any of them now? No. This year has been a blessing, even through all the heartache. 2011 has taught me some really valuable lessons, such as it’s impossible to drink water out of a Nalgene and walk at the same time. Among many more, life altering lessons.
So what will 2012 bring? I honestly don’t know. This time last year I had a lot to look forward to. All I have for 2012 is school, work, and the possibility of the apocalypse. But I do know the lessons I’ve learned via 2011 will help me make 2012 the greatest year yet.
As we roll into 2012, let’s try to remember that women existed before Bridesmaids and that calling 2011 the year of the funny woman is like me calling the act of finally watching My So Called Life on Netflix Instant its series premiere.