So, without further ado, here are the top 5 best and worst moments of the past year. Ever.
WORST.
FINE: Alright, let's all get this out of the way. The breakup sucked. Hard. But everything has gotten so much better since then that it's really difficult for me to even really remember how bad it was. I have to rely on reading my old posts, and its obvious that it was a pretty low point for me. So the breakup is going on the list. But time really does heal all wounds - I love where things are today.
Date Rape (almost): I don't remember much of what actually happened: I went up to the extra bedroom with him in a drunken daze, chaos ensued, and I ended up half-clothed, cowering on the floor of a small closet and feeling my lungs constrict more and more with every breath. He kept coming closer and I was too paralyzed to move or even to scream what was running through my head: no no no no no no no no. Then the others came into the room and I don't think I've ever been more relieved in my life. Or more humiliated, more dirty, or more confused.
Age of Discovery: The fact that I still think I'd punch the leaky pipe if I ever saw him again is a ringing testament to just how much his douchebaggery sucked. He had nothing to gain from this except confirmation that he knew how to work a computer and he had an itchy "Forward to All" finger. Did nothing but cause about 27 heart attacks and convince everyone involved that he's a squeal. Well done, you fucker.
Guilty as Charged: Whether I was directly responsible, whether I had a major or minor part, whether I was doing it on purpose, it doesn't matter. What matters is that I hurt my best friend, and even though it's been months upon months upon months since then, I'm very sorry and very ashamed. From then on and from now on, my life will be clique-free or she has full permission to take the Lovely Latvian away from me forever. :-)
Runaway: "I don't know what to do with her anymore. I give up. I'm done. She's nothing but bullshit." Like I wasn't standing right there in the room listening to them talk about me as if I were an asylum patient. So I solved their problem and I left. It was cold outside, and the world can be scary at 4 in the morning. But I wasn't sure whether I'd feel any safer at home.
Well that was fun. Let's continue.
BEST!!!!! Disclaimer: There really are way too many to narrow down to 5. But I'll try. So if your favorite isn't on here, I didn't forget it.
Labor Day: Do I really have to say much else? Not only was this one of the most ridiculous weekends I've had pretty much ever (wild party + awkwardly revealing conversation at slightly less wild party + broomball = ????????), it marked the beginning of everything returning to normal...ish. Sweet.
Nuts and Crackers '09: I've never danced better in my life, and my best friends were there to watch me do it. This was the culmination of years and years and years of spending every extra minute of spare time with my favorite ballet geeks. We laughed, we sobbed, we were as proud of ourselves and each other as a parent is of his child. Ballet Arte girls + Prince in Training.....we done good. This was the best performance of my life. Some additional perks: spending time with her, eating way too much food, hot cider, glitter dust, whore makeup, clucking the entire Nutcracker Suite, best friends and flowers. And BOWLING.
"Yes": I don't have to feel the same way that I did then to remember how happy this made me. I was so scared that he would say no. And then he said yes. And all was well and right with the world. All about the simple joys, my friend.
Waste Not: Alright, there was a section of PDW that was downright awful. The rest of it was pretty fucking great. I still can't believe that was only 2 days of insanity. It felt like 16. This is one of those weekends that I'll still talk about with my college roommate three years from now. KILLER ANTS! KILLER AAAAAANNTTSSS!!!!
Against all Odds: So the breakup sucked. But you know what didn't? Having prom pictures taken of me and my upgraded date Smooth Operator (buahahaha) literally less than half a week after JX and I split. I win this round, sweetheart. Nobody puts Baby in a corner.
So there you have it. The best of times and the worst of times. Here's to another year that will hopefully be as crazy as the last.
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