Where do I even start?
2005. I spent the first six hours of that year playing laser tag. Unfortunately, nothing significantly promising happened during most of the first half of the year. I turned 16- that age. I got my license, no car, and I came damn near close to having a job, but it didn't happen.
Now, I don't really remember much from the first half of the year because I wasn't a very...social critter, I suppose. You might think the complete opposite, but outside of school, I was a drone to the internet and I slowly got better at managing my time. Then came August of this year.
Summer of 2005 was...slow as...well, slow. Then that two week band camp came up and it felt like school was starting. The last weekend before we went back, I biked up to E.B. Rains for Kim's surprise 16th. And ever since that day, Annie, Kim, Jake, and I have all hung out a lot more. And ever since this school year started, Ardis, Amanda, Travis, and Christian and I have hung out a lot. And while I do spend time with other people, those are the ones I spend the most time with. I think that's when I began to change.
No, no. Don't think I changed for my friends or because of anyone. I slowly became...well, me. I had different tastes- I used to hate mustard and Mountain Dew, but now I love 'em. I used to hate fish, too, but then I had some sushi and I had some herring at Jake's last night that wasn't too bad.
I danced in front of my parents at a football game.
I danced in front of hundreds of band kids and directors with Woody Woodpecker for a couple of hours in Florida.
2005 was a sort of awakening of who I really was. And no, it wasn't some miraculous, turnaround in me.
It was more like a swift kick in the crotch that told me to relax. And I did.
I've really not been trying very hard in school, but my GPA sits nicely above a 4.0 and I couldn't care more. Music is still a passion of mine, but I figured out what I want to do- direct movies. It may sound a bit farfetched, but really, it's possible. I laugh at myself when I think about it, but...wow, I just want to make an experience. Star Wars? Yeah, it's an influence. I don't want a cult following, I don't want people learning Elvish or any language I throw into a sci-fi flick, and I don't want millions of online fanbases. I want to just dazzle people. Ya know? Maybe it's just a geek thing. Or a director thing. I'm not there yet, though.
Oh, right. College. I haven't given it much thought yet but I suppose I should. I'm 98 ure I'll attend CU Boulder. I don't really want to leave my friends in Colorado, so I won't. And that's what scared me.
I'm a junior. Almost a senior. Where the hell did the last 16 years of my life go? I haven't done anything of great significance. Yeah, I lost my swimming trunks during lessons at the pool. Two dogs bit me in the same week. I crashed my bike pretty bad a few times.
So I'm a clutz.
Sometimes.
But I want to have those stories with my friends. The inside jokes on top of inside jokes where you can carry on a conversation in mutilated words and people you made fun of in passing.
And I'm getting there.
What else was I going to say? This is really long, by the by. So I think it was last April that I stopped crying altogether. I had some...stuff go down last year that wasn't very settling and I started wearing a mask at school (don't be literal). I felt it best not to worry my friends with all my junk, and that if I smiled, they'd be peachy keen with me. On the outside, at least.
Then summer started and I fell out of touch with a lot of them. Like...a lot. And though I talked to some of them online, it wasn't anything 'special,' so to speak. I don't mean to put them down, but I have a lot of friends, a few close friends, and a very select few best friends. And I found them all this year.
Some I've had since sixth grade and some I've known sing freshman year and only recently 'discovered' this year. And I love where I am with that. The fact that I don't have to watch my mouth around most of them- they know me, I know them. I'm not going to offend them. Heck, I might get 'em to laugh. I should stop rambling soon.
2005 romances? You've got to be kidding me. Only those who I've told know who I'm crushing on and no, I will not tell you if you ask me after reading this- that's just the way it is. Don't feel bad if you don't know...just...I dunno. I'm still slowly becoming less worried about who knows what. Once it's all out there, people will judge regardless and my true friends will stick with me.
So for 2006? The only person I think I told my resolution to was Jake. That was to spend less time online and more time with my friends, even if that means on the phone. The internet can be impersonal Bantha fodder. Speaking of phones, I got one. A cellular one, and in the past week I've become pretty comfortable talking on the phone. I'm still not a big fan of telephones, but...I will be, most likely. Hey, I ate herring and I hate fish.
I think that's a second resolution of mine. Give everything a second chance. *epiphany*
Starting today, right now, I'm giving everything a second chance. Tomatoes, tv shows, whatever it is. Second chances. I've been handed a lot of them, it's about time I start giving them.
I seriously need to hang loose.
And no, that isn't a sexual inuendo. I need to plan less, organize less, and just do it. Nike. That's 2006's slogan. And seeing as I went to bed at 4am two nights ago, 5am yesterday, and I wake up at 5:30 on weekdays, I should get to bed early tonight. So this is me, all that up there was 2005, and everything from now on is 2006.
w00t.
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