New Year's Wrap-up so to speak...

Now that I'm back in Cincinnati from all the "Bowling" and Family festivities, I can sit down and write my end of the year post. I used to be very good about writing end of the semester posts so I'd do a wrap-up every few months, but alas and lackaday, I am in a blogging funk the last few months after leaving Xanga. But, the mood hath struck me to write my 2007 post a few days before the New Year because when you have the itch, you scratch it...and I may not itch again. I enjoy these posts because I get to read back on all the old posts from the past year and remember good stories...:-)


Quick update before I begin: Ftown was wonderful, I made out like a bandit on Christmas, opened presents with The Boy last night and was quite pleased, my sister is coming down this weekend, we're having our annual New Years Par-tay, and then I spend next week concentrating on getting organized for school.

New Years Resolutions you ask? -Be more financially responsible -Be more health conscious
-Learn to control my anxiety
General enough to hopefully not screw-up too badly and enough room to be creative.


SO. How was 2007? Up's and down's per usual. Overall I rate the year as fairly successful in most avenues of my life.

Here is the month play-by-play with my favorite blog quotes...


January- I opened 2007 at my apartment with a small New Years Party of close friends. We ate a massive amount of jello shots and I ended up throwing up all over my nice shoes at the bar across the street. A few days later, the marching band went to the International Bowl in Toronto, Canada which was probably one of my favorite trips of all time. I had two of the best littles from the sorority and fraternity I could have asked for: Rachel and Max. It was a difficult month schoolwork-wise and I spent a majority of it doing massive projects and papers. A close friend of the band's died from breast cancer and we all mourned her passing.

"Life is TOO short. It's too short for holding grudges. It's too short for not telling your friends and family how you feel about them. Too short to complain, to not work as hard as you can, to not be successful. I know this weekend will be emotional on multiple levels as I laugh, cry, and try not to break down on the rollercoaster ride of it all, but I can't help wondering if these emotions make us feel alive? That we can find life and purpose in the passing of another. We could be inspired to live as hard as we can in case our time is cut short as Julie's was. "

February- The beginning of February was a complete disaster. My best friend and I came to a crossing I had dreaded for some time, knowing that when one or the other entered a real relationship, our reality we created for ourselves would crumble. And, as only Nate and I could do, we handled the fall-out as ungracefully, unprofessionally, and really as poorly as humanly possible. And that was that. I spent this month trying to embrace the pain of the situation and just thanking God that I knew how to feel. And, the release of emotional pain and stress from the prior month landed me in the hospital. I thought I was having a heart attack and Anna took me to the ER where I spent 6 hours to learn I had Cardiac Neurosis which is a type of panic Disorder that causes you to feel as if you are having a heart attack. Enter: Meds and more psych help which I was used to at this point. These two huge events would have probably succeeded in knocking me down but thanks to such events as sledding on cardboard boxes, the winter dance with Crunch, and the Daytona 500, I survived this bleak month.

"It was horrible and wonderful and everything in between while it lasted...but we shake and bake no more..."


March- The month of possibilities for sure. Old friends from High School were on tour with their collegiate men's chorus and they came through Cincinnati. This night made Top 10 Craziest Nights list...my 21st birthday was also this month. It was everything I hoped it to be and enjoyed pretty much every minute of this month. Started "seeing" my old friend from high school which blew my mind. He was my Puerto Rican savior, teaching me that I COULD move on from the old that still haunted me. I even got my nose pierced which was a totally freeing experience for me.

"...instant grits. It's like God opened up the sky and sayeth, "And I shall create instant grits for those so un-blacketh they can not make them themselves...and they shall pour water into a bowl and create grits for all." And it was good.


April- It was a chill month thank goodness...I celebrated Easter with Sarah's family, decided to buy some ferrets, bought my first car: Stormtrooper. It was a good, relaxing month. I love the beginning of spring, it promises new things. :-)

"Spring Football Game: We won. And we lost. How paradoxical."


May- After the chill month of April, May was ushered in chaotically. My mentor and favorite teacher from high school had a brain aneurysm. So, I immediately took off for Toledo and then Cleveland, OH driving 600 miles in one weekend to see him in case...well, just in case. And as PSR always does, he surprised us all by making a full recovery. But, at the time, things were all up in the air. But I went and told him how much I loved him and held his hand. It was one of the harder things to witness in my life. On a sorority note, after much debating and concern, I decided to run for President and won. I had such shoes to fill and it seemed like such a huge under-taking...I was pretty nervous. I surprised my Mom for Mother's Day/her birthday by calling her from outside my Grandparents house to wish her a good day from Cincinnati...hehe. She almost peed herself when I walked into the door a few minutes later. It was awesome! I also went to my first NASCAR race with my step-dad. We drove down to Charlotte, NC for the Coca-Cola 600 and it was the best weekend of my life.

"I'm pissed at myself for not writing more life-changing and cataclysmic-ly deep posts like Brooke. Maybe nothing life-changing has happened lately and those lack of experiences has numbed my writing a bit...not that I'm not thankful for the calm and simple things in life. I spent the better part of my first half of college (I'm half-way WHAA?) in total and complete chaos and there seems to be nothing wrong with a little calm seas now and again. I did simple things and enjoyed them this weekend...so that's ok.


June- Saw PSR for the first time since the hospital. He was alive. That was all I could think about as I hugged him because to be honest, I didn't think I would ever hug him again. So there were lots of tears. But it was good. My 3rd year of school was over and I was ready for the summer. I went to Las Vegas with my best friend and her partner...who was cheating on her. Of course this all came to light in the middle of the trip and it made for one of the most awkward situations ever. But even in light of this, LOVED the trip. Wouldn't want to live there, but it was pretty sweet.
"I've fallen into this rut of work, nap, dinner, tv, bed, work, nap...etc. I sleep and eat. And "work". I feel bored because I have nothing worth working towards, even my knitting has fallen to the wayside because those damn socks are frusterating beyond all sense of reason. I like the peace, but I get bored so easily. "

July- Two words to sum up the ENTIRE month: Harry. Potter.
"I'm 21 years old and can't bare to part with a story that has been my friend through every rough patch I can remember. I will sit up and read the book through the night with my friends by my side and Lord knows, I will cry when it's over. "

August- Elary August our air conditioner broke for a week. It literally felt like hell on Earth. I have never been so hot in my entire life. Band Camp starts for the LAST year of marching band for me. Switched from my old Xanga to a new blog on this here site. Started a job at the new Bdubs on campus as a bartender which I promtly quit after I realized what a catastrophic mess the restaurant would be...and I was right. We still drive 20 minutes away to go get wings because the one on campus is so slow and ardous to eat at. Becca and Kristen moved into the house as Mike and Evan moved out. The Latin Rockstar and I called it quits...long-distance dating is a pain in the ass but we're thankfully still friends.

And after that...busy and lack of posting has lead me to sum it up quite easily for the rest of the year:
School started.
Band killed me.
Theta wore on me but I'm still standing.
Spent copious amounts of time getting over my fear of commitment.
Finally committed. :-)
Loving the commitment.
READY to move on with my life.


My quote for 2007 courtesy of me blawg:


"Life IS good. I've seen so much drama in my life that I could write a lifetime movie and you know what? All those dramatic moments were actually exciting! I've been to Disney World, held a baby tiger, studied theater, danced in a fountain, been to Broadway, made music, and fed a manatee with a hose. I've made enemies, best friends, and acquaintances. I've had a one night stand, hiked 6 miles to see a waterfall, fell in love and back out again, and rode to prom on a fire truck. My mom is my best friend. I knit and cook. I fall in love with books and people. I have danced in my underwear. I've played jazz. I met crazy Croatians in Canada. I've been sledding on cookie sheets and cardboard. I've kissed a stranger. I've stayed up all night to read Harry Potter. Even the absolute WORST parts of my life have been a story to tell and an experience to share. They've made my life ridiculously exciting and I'm only 20 years old!"