The End and the Beginning.

The last two months of this year have been trying. Sometimes it feels like life throws you lots of things to juggle just to see how you'll handle it. 2012 is going to be rough, but at least i'm a bit prepared this time around.

A New Year.

2011. It still doesn't feel quite right writing it out. There's always a point in time at the beginning of the year that i'm stunned by the fact that another year is gone. The new year looks foreign, like something you imagined as a distant future. Kind of like when you watch an old movie that imagine how it will be in the year 2000. Flying cars! Silver outfits! Future foods! This one seems like such an unknown. For some reason i feel like a lot will change. But i'm not quite sure what it will be yet. Just a hunch.

How New Year's Eve and Day Looked.

2009, 2010.

2009 looked like:

Getting psyched up for my last semester of Sarah Lawrence, forgetting to eat one fateful morning before going to the gym and knocking a bunch of teeth out, learning how to deal with needles and novocaine and stitches and mostly learning about patience, meeting long time penpals turned best friends and so much more, graduating college, summertime and a full time job and learning things the hard way, flooded basements and ruined collections of books, a move across an ocean, new friends and adventures, and a lovely christmas back home.

I'm pretty sure 2009 was the worst and best year to date. Ups and downs and ups again. Onward into 2010.

Hopes:

More adventures, new countries, a master's earned, new and old friendships evolving, jobs gotten, a solid life starting.