a thousand words is worth a picture
and so, what was 2005 to me? i'm fairly certain somethings about me--my personality and attitude--have changed, and for the better. at some point i cultivated patience. i curbed my anger, and for the most part, i minded my words. i made new friends, and i embraced my family. there was a lot of beauty in my life this year. it was in the ever-maturing faces of my cousins, who never cease to amaze and delight me and remind me who i am. it was in giddy late nights with friends, rehashing heartaches and telling tales. it was in hugging farther-flung friends, in exploring new territories. it was in the familiar touch and smile of someone i'd thought i'd seen the last of a long, long time ago. it was in realizing that by teaching, i was affecting people's lives for the better. it was in secretive tipsy adventures high up in some sparkling hills. it was in any number of unexpected flowers.
this year i traveled to portland and seattle to usher in ashley's birthday. i showed bunny new york city, and we wore our selves ragged. i snuck up to vancouver with my mom to surprise my nana for her 75th birthday. i roamed the rolling streets of san francisco with a notebook, my camera, and a new pal. i spent a strange and wonderful christmas with my family in vancouver.
this year i stepped up to a few plates and dove in head first, and came up swimmingly. i helmed a literary magazine. i joined the phenomenal team of writers at LAist.com, and discovered that i could now legitimately take pictures of and talk about food and get called an editor for it. i won awards for being a nerd, for having a way with words. i was published in an anthology that i keep seeing in just about every bookstore i go in to. i got on defamer.com for poking fun of the eccentrics who dress like superheroes in hollywood. i bonded with some amazing gals and we called ourselves the unicorns. i rode the buses and the subways until my folks came to my rescue and lent me their car. i shook my ass and waved my arms at concerts like phoenix, sarah mclachlan, and nine inch nails. i ate a lot of sushi. i dated a smattering of mostly inconsequential men. i felt good about saying no to things. i decided to apply to phd programs. i decided not to apply to phd programs. i took the GRE in literature, wrote a twenty-page paper, did my first grading session, and it didn't kill me. i had dinner at three different professors' houses. i improved my grammar. i maintained a straight-A 4.0 average in my master's program. i got new glasses, business cards, and seriously got serious about my makeup. my surrogate younger brother moved to chicago. i lost my uncle out of the blue and for no good reason. i baked a lot of cookies, chased down a lot of cupcakes. i went to a spa and had my first professional massage. i found out that i don't mind working out so much so long as i can do it while watching cable television. i rocked the tv-on-dvd thing pretty hardcore.
i survived... and i'm putting two-oh-oh-five to bed by singing a lot of my favorite songs, and giving it a sloppy goodnight kiss. and while this is another year when i won't be kissing someone special at the stroke of midnight, i can say for the first time in a long, long while, that i honestly don't mind. all things considered, i'm pretty happy. there's a lot to be said for persistence. i'm making no resolutions tonight, because lately i'm doing pretty well at working towards what i want; i think this year i really came into my own sense of empowerment. i've realized i'm all i need, and that's an incredible feeling. and i'm really looking forward to the great strech of unknown that is 2006.
and a thousand words is worth a picture.