The countdown.
Ohhhh no. Don't you think I forgot about this. But with all the working, and the packing, and the, you know, Top Model-Marathoning, it became a lower priority. But now it's time. So here it is, that rollicking rollercoaster that was 2007. See you from New York in 2008!
January: The third round. After fall semester in Spain, I got back to NU for round three of the wild ride and found things remarkably more where I left them than I thought I would. I realized how little things had budged on Gone Greek Night, when some surprise crashers rekindled the crush full-blast, and the after-party was a little up-close and personal with a former flame. Here we go again. January 21, 2007: Gone Greek, gone over again.
mood was: deja-vu tastic
music was: Nelly Furtado ft. Timbaland- Say It Right
February: The formals. I took him to our semi-formal, he took me to his formal. We had a blast both times, minus the painful endings that stabbed all the way back from sophomore year. It pushed me into a place where I knew the time had come to ask the question I'd been hiding from since the previous May. February 27, 2007: Save the last dance.
mood was: love-lorn
music was: The Star Spangled Banner (hey, it was the last dance at LXA winter formal. So romantic.)
March (1): The addict. I realized things were coming to a head when I got a little too into my character at the "A is for..." crush party. My syringe-wielding drunk ass ended up hysterical in the bathroom and I finally decided that I was giving up liquor in an effort to cleanse myself. Good choice! March 7, 2007: They try to make me go to rehab. I say "okay."
mood was : hysterical
music was : MIMS- This is Why I'm Hot
(2) The heartbreaker. I took the months that came before and decided to do something. I set out with a mission to find out what we were doing, and despite the side-track convo about Dan's potential homosexuality (not the best lead in) I heard the words that would pierce my heart and destroy my little world. March 9, 2007: "I thought we were just friends, right?"
mood was: heartbroken
music was: Jewel- You Were Meant for Me
April: The kick while I was down. While by no means I handled the first rejection "well" (baking brownies for your heartbreaker is not exactly the healthiest coping method), things didn't really get bad until I opened my Facebook homepage and saw pictures of you-know-who and Emo McMySpace cuddling in the grass. I broke down, ran out of the house, chopped all my hair off, and spent most my time moping up and down Sheridan and sometimes staring miserably up at his house. It was not a good month. April 21, 2007: Broken down, broken hearted.
mood was: devastated
music was: Rascal Flatts- What Hurts the Most
May: The escape. After the tragic events of April, all I wanted to do was book it out of town. I got my chance to revel in sweet Southern comfort when I was a bridesmaid in my cousin Julie's wedding in Greensboro, N.C. Sure it was a short weekend, but it was exactly the get away I needed and my bitchy cousin didn't even get to me. I didn't even care I missed Dillo Day (though the one text message from a certain someone was definitely jarring.) May 25, 2007: Sweet Southern comfort.
mood was: pleased
music was: Buddy Jewell- Sweet Southern Comfort
June: The long-awaited end. Junior year finally ended. It was almost as bad as the first one (at least I didn't lose half my friends) I moved (by hand and cab) into an apartment far away from all the pain and heartbreak and spent a week just being with myself, away from work, school and him (and by him I mean Norris). June 6-10, 2007: Getting free.
mood was: relaxed, numb
music was: Rihanna- Breakin' Dishes
July (1): The day off. Once the summer started, I started struggling under my seven-days-a-week work load. My first day of freedom came (coincidentally) on the Fourth of July. As I finally cut loose and had a few beers, I slipped in between two rocks on the lakefill and an unlikely source came to my rescue. As we meandered down the lakefill, I got a weird feeling, but I didn't know what it meant-- yet. July 4, 2007: Follow through?
mood was: li'l tipsy
music was: the ring of the cell phone I found in the street
(2): The letter. After months of no contact and no exchanges, the letter I opened in July sent me back down into my own personal hell. But in one of my bravest moves yet, I wrote back and said everything I'd been thinking since March. Despite how awful I felt, it was a huge, huge weight off my chest. July 28, 2007: And that, my friends, it what they call closure.
mood was: surprised
music was: Kelly Clarkson- Never Again
August: The freedom. After a miserable summer, my internship finally ended and I was set free. I rounded a corner and got ready to kick back, work at Asinamali, and enjoy my life again. August 25, 2007: Style Chicago no more.
mood was: relieved
music was: Peter, Bjorn and John- Young Folks
September: The kiss. Long in the making, September meant a flirtation that finally came to a head. After a lot of excruciating hours on the couch with no contact (and a brief fear I was only in it for the chase), we finally took the first step into what was going to be a crazy race.
mood was: unsure
music was: Keith Urban- Someone Like You
October: The big weekend! Two fantastic dates in a row (one which solidified our status) made for one fabulous weekend. We went to see the Nightmare Before Christmas in 3-D and then went to Centennial, and I almost can't think of a time in 2007 when I was happier. October 26-27, 2007: The good life.
mood was: special
music was: Britney Spears- Gimme More
November: The legality. My 21st birthday weekend was a total blast: The Keg, a surprise Thai dinner, and a sweet li'l date. I didn't feel so old, but I sure felt loved, and that was worth it's weight in gold. So fun! November 8-10, 2007: "Can we have your 21st birthday again?"
mood was: fun fun fun
music was: Soul Decision- Faded
December (1): The bad news. A drunkenly revealed secret was almost a deal breaker. Instead, it prompted us into a long conversation that ended up making us closer, if a lot, lot, lot more tired.
mood was: exhausted
music was: Justin Timberlake- Losing My Way
(2) The skiiers. Despite my total lack of coordination and skiing ability, Ski Trip 2K7 was one of the most fun things I've ever done. I pushed myself harder than I had in a long time, made some new friends, got closer to some old ones, and had a lot of fun along the way. A perfect end to a ridiculous and confusing year.
mood was: proud
music was: Nada Surf- If You Leave
January: The third round. After fall semester in Spain, I got back to NU for round three of the wild ride and found things remarkably more where I left them than I thought I would. I realized how little things had budged on Gone Greek Night, when some surprise crashers rekindled the crush full-blast, and the after-party was a little up-close and personal with a former flame. Here we go again. January 21, 2007: Gone Greek, gone over again.
mood was: deja-vu tastic
music was: Nelly Furtado ft. Timbaland- Say It Right
February: The formals. I took him to our semi-formal, he took me to his formal. We had a blast both times, minus the painful endings that stabbed all the way back from sophomore year. It pushed me into a place where I knew the time had come to ask the question I'd been hiding from since the previous May. February 27, 2007: Save the last dance.
mood was: love-lorn
music was: The Star Spangled Banner (hey, it was the last dance at LXA winter formal. So romantic.)
March (1): The addict. I realized things were coming to a head when I got a little too into my character at the "A is for..." crush party. My syringe-wielding drunk ass ended up hysterical in the bathroom and I finally decided that I was giving up liquor in an effort to cleanse myself. Good choice! March 7, 2007: They try to make me go to rehab. I say "okay."
mood was : hysterical
music was : MIMS- This is Why I'm Hot
(2) The heartbreaker. I took the months that came before and decided to do something. I set out with a mission to find out what we were doing, and despite the side-track convo about Dan's potential homosexuality (not the best lead in) I heard the words that would pierce my heart and destroy my little world. March 9, 2007: "I thought we were just friends, right?"
mood was: heartbroken
music was: Jewel- You Were Meant for Me
April: The kick while I was down. While by no means I handled the first rejection "well" (baking brownies for your heartbreaker is not exactly the healthiest coping method), things didn't really get bad until I opened my Facebook homepage and saw pictures of you-know-who and Emo McMySpace cuddling in the grass. I broke down, ran out of the house, chopped all my hair off, and spent most my time moping up and down Sheridan and sometimes staring miserably up at his house. It was not a good month. April 21, 2007: Broken down, broken hearted.
mood was: devastated
music was: Rascal Flatts- What Hurts the Most
May: The escape. After the tragic events of April, all I wanted to do was book it out of town. I got my chance to revel in sweet Southern comfort when I was a bridesmaid in my cousin Julie's wedding in Greensboro, N.C. Sure it was a short weekend, but it was exactly the get away I needed and my bitchy cousin didn't even get to me. I didn't even care I missed Dillo Day (though the one text message from a certain someone was definitely jarring.) May 25, 2007: Sweet Southern comfort.
mood was: pleased
music was: Buddy Jewell- Sweet Southern Comfort
June: The long-awaited end. Junior year finally ended. It was almost as bad as the first one (at least I didn't lose half my friends) I moved (by hand and cab) into an apartment far away from all the pain and heartbreak and spent a week just being with myself, away from work, school and him (and by him I mean Norris). June 6-10, 2007: Getting free.
mood was: relaxed, numb
music was: Rihanna- Breakin' Dishes
July (1): The day off. Once the summer started, I started struggling under my seven-days-a-week work load. My first day of freedom came (coincidentally) on the Fourth of July. As I finally cut loose and had a few beers, I slipped in between two rocks on the lakefill and an unlikely source came to my rescue. As we meandered down the lakefill, I got a weird feeling, but I didn't know what it meant-- yet. July 4, 2007: Follow through?
mood was: li'l tipsy
music was: the ring of the cell phone I found in the street
(2): The letter. After months of no contact and no exchanges, the letter I opened in July sent me back down into my own personal hell. But in one of my bravest moves yet, I wrote back and said everything I'd been thinking since March. Despite how awful I felt, it was a huge, huge weight off my chest. July 28, 2007: And that, my friends, it what they call closure.
mood was: surprised
music was: Kelly Clarkson- Never Again
August: The freedom. After a miserable summer, my internship finally ended and I was set free. I rounded a corner and got ready to kick back, work at Asinamali, and enjoy my life again. August 25, 2007: Style Chicago no more.
mood was: relieved
music was: Peter, Bjorn and John- Young Folks
September: The kiss. Long in the making, September meant a flirtation that finally came to a head. After a lot of excruciating hours on the couch with no contact (and a brief fear I was only in it for the chase), we finally took the first step into what was going to be a crazy race.
mood was: unsure
music was: Keith Urban- Someone Like You
October: The big weekend! Two fantastic dates in a row (one which solidified our status) made for one fabulous weekend. We went to see the Nightmare Before Christmas in 3-D and then went to Centennial, and I almost can't think of a time in 2007 when I was happier. October 26-27, 2007: The good life.
mood was: special
music was: Britney Spears- Gimme More
November: The legality. My 21st birthday weekend was a total blast: The Keg, a surprise Thai dinner, and a sweet li'l date. I didn't feel so old, but I sure felt loved, and that was worth it's weight in gold. So fun! November 8-10, 2007: "Can we have your 21st birthday again?"
mood was: fun fun fun
music was: Soul Decision- Faded
December (1): The bad news. A drunkenly revealed secret was almost a deal breaker. Instead, it prompted us into a long conversation that ended up making us closer, if a lot, lot, lot more tired.
mood was: exhausted
music was: Justin Timberlake- Losing My Way
(2) The skiiers. Despite my total lack of coordination and skiing ability, Ski Trip 2K7 was one of the most fun things I've ever done. I pushed myself harder than I had in a long time, made some new friends, got closer to some old ones, and had a lot of fun along the way. A perfect end to a ridiculous and confusing year.
mood was: proud
music was: Nada Surf- If You Leave