Two oh oh seven.
Wow.
It’s been a really long year, yet everything swept by almost instantaneously. I’ve been racking shit out of my head, trying to come up with plans to celebrate the end of this eventful year. Yet only at my last 20 odd hours did I realise that dang, I just might not be ready to let this go. Like a forlorn love story, an end is imminent. But getting to the end, the build-up cemented with suspense – that’s what really counts.
In 2007, I fell in love, only to realise that I’m not ready to love yet.
In 2007, I made an amazing friend, slabbed brick after brick on the friendship until it was too heavy and everything crumbled.
In 2007, I lost a friend.
In 2007, you happened.
In 2007, I became bulimic for a reason I never really told anyone about.
In 2007, I finally came clean with my parents on my sexuality.
In 2007, my parents, for the first time, despised me for who I am.
In 2007, I witnessed my own family fall into pieces.
In 2007, I picked those pieces up and tried to piece back the family I once knew.
In 2007, my friends threw me the most amazing 18th surprise birthday party that I will never forget.
In 2007, I braved an unsuccessful struggle to bite back my tears on the first few hours of my birthday, along a picturesque setting of a riverside.
In 2007, I had the most drastic haircut of my life.
In 2007, my health took on a new low, and all I could was helplessly watch the uncertainty swallow me.
In 2007, for the first time in my life, I felt liberated.
In 2007, I brushed shoulders with love, truly experienced loss and took a crash course on ‘moving on’. I explored the beauty of anguish and understood that you can never really be happy until you truly are. I moved on – from loss, from the anger and from you. 2007 has witnessed the best and worst for me, at the same time watched me grow to who I have become to this very day.
The end of this year promises another, and I believe that I am ready to love and lose again. I am ready for 2008 to happen, for the introduction of the new and reminiscing of the old.
So for the final goodbye of 2007, it’s to you yourself. Thank you for the fantastic year, albeit mostly excruciating, but hey, what can’t kill you makes you stronger. So with that, thank you, 2007. For you, for everything. I hope I’ve been good enough entertainment, and this entry has certainly been corny.
Adiós Amigo.
Lovingly and grudgingly,
Daniel.
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