I admit to being a self-proclaimed New Years Eve grinch. I always thought this to be a pathetic and useless holiday, instilling in us false hopes and superficial promises. Therefore, it is a little bit painful for me to say that I felt more than excited to partake in today's silly festivities. I wanted nothing more but to rid 2011 goodbye forever, and to finally start new again. But I'm sure I won't ever forget this past year...
- Some of the worst things that happened to me in 2011 include the big break-up, the ruptured eardrum (and the sickness that immediately followed), my first "F", the loss of my aunt, EDR and distorted thoughts, getting rejected from the spring student art show, problems at home, the loss of a friend, loneliness, and of course, self-defeat.
- The best things that happened was meeting Andrea Gibson, K112, Tim's Abstract class, the start of three wonderful friendships through tumblr, that night with Stephanie, The Girl With the Dragon Tattoo, my cousin's wedding, Art 429 (and all the lovely artists I've met from it), my "catharsis" themed paintings, shaving my head every month, quitting smoking, konstance, Morning (my yellow bird), and of course, Jarrett.
For the the first time in four years, I have a New Year's Resolution. In 2012, I am going to try to stay like this: genuinely happy, healthy (or at least trying to be), and actually content with living in my own skin and inside my head. In 2012, I will not lose. Now if only Jarrett were here with me. I would kiss him hard in my backyard, under my neighbor's fireworks and with my barking dogs.
mkp.
