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Well, I've been meaning to create a post about 2009 for a long time now, but I never got around to it. I kept putting it off, not really wanting to put too much thought into it, and honestly, I still don't really want to put that much thought into it, so I won't. But Katie Bruce's update inspired me to at least sit down and write down some of the things that happened in 2009, events that changed my life and shaped everything. So here it goes.
I started my New Year at Tom's house, with good friends. I spilled champagne in someone's eye, and it was good times. I rang in the new year with Katie Bruce, who was my first kiss of 2009.
I finished my last semester at PHCC with all A's, and felt a rush of relief when my diploma arrived in the mail. Finally, some sort of recognition for some sort of achievement. I started my new academic career at USF, in a major that works for me, even if no one knows what the hell it is when I tell them about it.
I kicked off my summer in May with a lot of drinking, and the morning after the first party I woke up to learn that Ashley was dead. While I was drinking, she was killed in a drunken motorcycle accident. My mom went away for a week, and I tried to make peace with what had happened, though I had quite a few breakdowns along the way. During that week, I went to two other parties, and got drunk both times.
And that was basically how my summer went. I think I was drunk about 85% of the time, and I was okay with that. I celebrated some of my friends turning 21, and it was good times.
We found out that my grandfather has prostate cancer, but they decided against treatment. He's 84, and although it's sad and scary, he's been doing fine. Also, on a side note, earlier in 2009 I had to interview him for a class, and I learned a lot more about him than I had previously known. Very interesting stuff.
We met my brother's girlfriend that he'd been hiding from us, and we like her. He lost his job, and was depressed, but now, in 2010, he's found a new one so things are good again.
My parents went on vacation for 2 weeks, and when they came back we had a kitten. While they've totally taken him over as their own, Lennox is my baby and I love him . . . and as much as they may try to guilt trip me, neither one of them could deny that they love him, too.
I had many, many fish die on me, thanks to my cursed fish tank, but by the end of 2009 I had finally found some that worked for me, and I'm pleased to say they are all doing great still. However, Jax, Knox, Knox the Second, Samson, Bronson, and all the rest (I can't even remember all of their names right now - how terrible of me) will always be remembered fondly.
My uncle got sick and was in a medically induced coma for 2 months. After suffering seizures and a whole other slew of problems that seemed impossible for him to come back from, he pulled through. He has a lot of rehab ahead of him, but after 3 months in a hospital bed, everything now can only be positive. My family, particularly my mother, was in a bad state for pretty much the entire time he was sick, and fully embraced her catholic side for perhaps the first time in my life. While she still doesn't go to church, she's definitely more spiritual than she was before. Also during that time period my dad got Shingles from all of the stress, which, of course, just added more stress.
Despite all of that taking place basically the entire time I was undertaking my first semester at USF, I managed to get all As for the second semester in a row, giving me an overall college GPA of 3.78, so far. Hopefully I can maintain that.
My biological grandmother found me and friended me on facebook, and I learned more about my family than I had known before. I have a little sister named Wake, who is adorable, and my biological father got married to her mother right before Christmas.
I got a kindle for Christmas that I loveee.
I saw Brand New and Manchester Orchestra and Meg & Dia, and participated in the awesome chaos that was 3OH!3 at Warped tour, and even though some 14 year old almost gave me a concussion, it was good times.
I spent a lot of time over Thanksgiving and Christmas break reuniting with friends and getting drunk, and it was fantastic.
Supa5 reunited for the first time in years, and it was wonderful to have everyone back together again, if even for a short time.
Andddddd I'm sure there's a lot more, but it's 3:33 am and I'm ready to go to bed now.
I started my New Year at Tom's house, with good friends. I spilled champagne in someone's eye, and it was good times. I rang in the new year with Katie Bruce, who was my first kiss of 2009.
I finished my last semester at PHCC with all A's, and felt a rush of relief when my diploma arrived in the mail. Finally, some sort of recognition for some sort of achievement. I started my new academic career at USF, in a major that works for me, even if no one knows what the hell it is when I tell them about it.
I kicked off my summer in May with a lot of drinking, and the morning after the first party I woke up to learn that Ashley was dead. While I was drinking, she was killed in a drunken motorcycle accident. My mom went away for a week, and I tried to make peace with what had happened, though I had quite a few breakdowns along the way. During that week, I went to two other parties, and got drunk both times.
And that was basically how my summer went. I think I was drunk about 85% of the time, and I was okay with that. I celebrated some of my friends turning 21, and it was good times.
We found out that my grandfather has prostate cancer, but they decided against treatment. He's 84, and although it's sad and scary, he's been doing fine. Also, on a side note, earlier in 2009 I had to interview him for a class, and I learned a lot more about him than I had previously known. Very interesting stuff.
We met my brother's girlfriend that he'd been hiding from us, and we like her. He lost his job, and was depressed, but now, in 2010, he's found a new one so things are good again.
My parents went on vacation for 2 weeks, and when they came back we had a kitten. While they've totally taken him over as their own, Lennox is my baby and I love him . . . and as much as they may try to guilt trip me, neither one of them could deny that they love him, too.
I had many, many fish die on me, thanks to my cursed fish tank, but by the end of 2009 I had finally found some that worked for me, and I'm pleased to say they are all doing great still. However, Jax, Knox, Knox the Second, Samson, Bronson, and all the rest (I can't even remember all of their names right now - how terrible of me) will always be remembered fondly.
My uncle got sick and was in a medically induced coma for 2 months. After suffering seizures and a whole other slew of problems that seemed impossible for him to come back from, he pulled through. He has a lot of rehab ahead of him, but after 3 months in a hospital bed, everything now can only be positive. My family, particularly my mother, was in a bad state for pretty much the entire time he was sick, and fully embraced her catholic side for perhaps the first time in my life. While she still doesn't go to church, she's definitely more spiritual than she was before. Also during that time period my dad got Shingles from all of the stress, which, of course, just added more stress.
Despite all of that taking place basically the entire time I was undertaking my first semester at USF, I managed to get all As for the second semester in a row, giving me an overall college GPA of 3.78, so far. Hopefully I can maintain that.
My biological grandmother found me and friended me on facebook, and I learned more about my family than I had known before. I have a little sister named Wake, who is adorable, and my biological father got married to her mother right before Christmas.
I got a kindle for Christmas that I loveee.
I saw Brand New and Manchester Orchestra and Meg & Dia, and participated in the awesome chaos that was 3OH!3 at Warped tour, and even though some 14 year old almost gave me a concussion, it was good times.
I spent a lot of time over Thanksgiving and Christmas break reuniting with friends and getting drunk, and it was fantastic.
Supa5 reunited for the first time in years, and it was wonderful to have everyone back together again, if even for a short time.
Andddddd I'm sure there's a lot more, but it's 3:33 am and I'm ready to go to bed now.