So Long, Twenty-Eleven
Well, 2-0-1-1, you were pretty dang good to me. It’s hard for my little brain to remember back an entire year, but I will do my best. During this spin of the earth, I graduated college, got my first “big girl” job, traveled out of the county for the first time (twice), survived a piece of shit tornado, and moved back into my mother’s basement. HA.
I feel that I can honestly say that I have learned more about myself in this year than any of my other 22 years. I think I am finally more in tune with my body and brain and am realizing my thoughts, goals, and dreams for ME, not anyone else. I don’t know what exactly brought this into perspective for me (being single, probably :)), but I had been needing this to happen. I have always relied on what others thought and would change to fit their desires. I haven’t completely gotten away from that, but I am now AWARE. I still don’t truly know myself yet, but am working on it one day at a time. It makes it hard when you grow up in a small town where everyone has the same beliefs. The same shit is pounded in your head for 18 years, and you’ve never thought of life any differently. That was a huge obstacle for me, to understand that it’s OKAY to be different, and to change your outlooks and expectations of life. After all, I’m the one who has to live it-might as well do it how I please.
As I strive to figure myself out, it only increases my desire to LEARN. I am ever-curious and want to be exposed to differences. I just want to experience life in another way, and understand how others see the world. Although I have no complaints of my life growing up so far, it’s been pretty generic. I WANT MORE. I don’t necessarily need to live anywhere different, but I need to explore, visit, and comprehend other ways of life. Hopefully 2012 and on will bring this to me :)
Let’s get back on track…
As far as my last year of college goes, IT WAS AMAZING. Although I still had some tough classes, it was my senior year and I didn’t give a fuck. I went to class, but you better believe I was out drinking beer every day of the week. I made lasting friendships in my last two semesters, that I never would have imagined would have happened. My friends are my family, and I finally learned to open up and be myself around people (sorry for them!) HA. I almost didn’t want to graduate, so I could continue to build those friendships and stick with that lifestyle forever! Bummer. Guess you can’t be a college bum for life. Now I have my first big-girl job (which I LOVE) and am showering at least three times a week…KayLa would be proud.
And as far as that ‘nader goes…fuck that! I didn’t even know it was happening and was fortunate to not be directly affected by it, but FUCK she did some damage. Makes you sick to think about it, really. It seriously sucked, but hey, at least people know of Joplin now.
So…anyone know where this blog post is going? Because I have no idea.
I think the point is: 2011 was great; I learned a lot, had entirely too much fun, and now have a shit ton of fabuloso memories. I hope 2012 brings the best of the best. Word to your mother.
"As we grow up, we learn that even the one person that wasn’t supposed to ever let us down, probably will. You’ll have your heart broken and you’ll break others’ hearts. You’ll fight with your best friend or maybe even fall in love with them, and you’ll cry because time is flying by. So take too many pictures, laugh too much, forgive freely, and love like you’ve never been hurt. Life comes with no guarantees, no time outs, no second chances. You just have to live life to the fullest, tell someone what they mean to you and tell someone off, speak out, dance in the pouring rain, hold someone’s hand, comfort a friend, fall asleep watching the sun come up, stay up late, be a flirt, and smile until your face hurts. Don’t be afraid to take chances or fall in love and most of all, live in the moment because every second you spend angry or upset is a second of happiness you can never get back."