Jan 13, 2008 22:30
So, I have my sketchy internet, and I thought I'd take this time to write a livejournal post.
The New Year happened recently (oh really?!) and I figured it'd be interesting to look back on the past 5 years and see what's happened. Some are more serious than others, but I figured I'd just go with the flow.
I've been in love and been engaged.
I've been un-engaged. (disengaged?)
I've moved back and forth several times.
I've been abroad. (I've always been a broad! hyuck hyuck)
I've been drunk. (on alcohol, happiness, despair)
I've been kissed. (a few boys, a few girls)
I've withdrawn from school.
I've re-entered school.
I've been stalked.
I've been cheated on.
I've been lied to.
I've been helped.
I've been hurt.
I've gained weight.
I've lost weight.
I've gained it back again.
I've changed my hair countless times.
I've expanded my musical tastes.
I've been to concerts.
I've had sex.
I've made love.
I've hated sex.
I've hated love.
I've stopped believing in God.
I've wondered if I ever believed in Him to begin with.
I've lost friends.
I've gained friends.
I've danced.
I've curled up in the fetal position.
I've cried myself to sleep.
I've been too sad to sleep.
I've been too happy to sleep.
I've driven thousands of miles.
I've flown thousands of miles.
I've read hundreds of books.
I've made a list of hundreds more to read.
I've lost 3 close family members.
I'm losing one more.
I've gained two new family members, Erika, my sister in law and Caleb, my nephew
I've seen marriages fall apart.
I've seen marriages persevere.
I've been jealous.
I've been ashamed.
I've been guilty.
I've been wrong.
I've driven around aimlessly (while crying, screaming, laughing)
I've thought about driving off the road.
I've thought about giving up.
I've gotten 4 tattoos.
I've planned out at least 4 more.
I've had major oral surgery.
I've been to Rocky Horror Picture Show more times than I can count. (dressed up)
I've seen friends falter.
I've seen friends lift themselves up.
I've helped friends lift themselves up.
I've stopped believing in love.
I've started believing in love.
I've been confused about what believing in love actually means.
I've looked for love.
I've found love.
I've lost love.
I've misplaced love.
I've envied those who are in love.
I've dieted.
I've created "nutritional plans."
I've been me.
I've been somebody else.
I've hoped.
I've prayed.
I've stopped praying.
I've thought about praying again, but to whom?
I've played sudoku into the wee hours of the morning.
I've woken up in someone's arms.
I've woken up alone.
I've changed my car's oil.
I've been to restaurants in the middle of the night in my pajamas.
I've taken sock monkey with me everywhere I've been.
I've mended sock monkey on several occasions.
I've collected books in two duffel bags in my trunk.
I've eaten tons of ice cream.
I've eaten tons of beef jerky.
I've been to bartending school.
I've worked retail.
I've said "I miss you" and not meant it.
I've said "I miss you" and meant it with all of my heart.
I've avoided people for good reason.
I've avoided people for selfish reasons.
I've avoided people for no reason.
I've grown into my skin.
I've grown apart from many people I've cared about.
I've grown up.
I've grown into who I am today.