Tuesday, December 30, 2008

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Time for Dick Clark to Drop His Balls

As I enter the final 29 hours of 2008, I have found myself looking back on arguably the most up and down year of my life and anxiously await the clean slate that is 2009.

2008 was a year that tested me like no other. After two failed jobs, one of which almost destroyed me financially and sent me into a deep depression, I have found a job that holds the most potential of any I have ever had and have officially gotten back on track money wise. This past month I have found myself missing my grandparents more then ever. Even though it was the second Christmas without them, this one was even more difficult. Yet, with the emptiness that came over my families home over the holidays, I have never felt closer to all of them.

I also met some amazing people, especially over the summer. The crew from Newfoundland (and Mikhail I throw you into that group) is severely missed and I can't wait for them to come back to Montreal. Some of the best and funniest moments from 2008 were courtesy of the new faces in my life.

For the first time in 3 years, I lived with a family member, and though i put her in a position to nag the hell outta me...a lot, I've had a blast living with my sister. The other half of the great memories from '08 are thanks to the crazy shit that went on in apt 25. I'm actually kinda sad to see you go.

And as my blank sheet that is 2009 quickly approaches, I can't help but be excited for the endless possibilities and all the things that I want to do this year. There's one thing I know for sure...it can't be any worse than last year.

3 comments:

Aleasha said...

mother fuhhh what an emotional rollercoaster! this post made me really sad.

i give it a week in halifax before you get a "can i come back?" text. you've definitely been my favorite roommate, despite all the nagging. but keep in mind the competition you've had....

rae and a chinese girl that had nine bags of rice all over the kitchen at the first apartment i lived at in barrie. she also smelled like wet brown paper towels after she used the bathroom. dunno what that was all about...

Anonymous said...

sorry but i want my own group.

you're lucky to at least have people you still know around. this moving to new cities every few months is breaking me. berlin better work out. when it does you (two) better come on over! summer '09 in berlin... ehhh? I'm sure i'll have some space on a floor you can crash.

oh nine baby.

(i should start a personal (feelings) blog...)

Anonymous said...

oh and fuck fireworks. i hate loud noises.