2008: My Review
As this chapter of my life closes, I look back at it and review it as the great film it was.
It had everything you could ask for: romance, drama, comedy, terror, mystery, adult content, science fiction (why not?) and plenty of technical difficulties.
Starring: my family, boyfriend, old and new friends, those who walked out of my life but not out of my heart, and of course, simply because I want to feel important: ME. After all, not often does the spectator get to participate in the movie.
In only one year I had a spectacular job, started university, made the best of friends, and finally grew some derrière.
I had a psycho teacher who liked watching vultures eat the Thanksgiving leftovers, an English professor I called Weed-Land, and a teacher who couldn’t pronounce “Darwin” correctly.
I developed an addiction for Starbucks hot chocolate and stopped freaking out about my waist size (although I have my regressions every once in a while).
I realized I want to become an editor, and climbed a tree (even though one thing doesn't have anything to do with the other).
I donated blood while dancing, or did I dance while I donated blood? I don't think anyone could tell the difference.
This was a year of firsts. I got a 4.0 in my first college semester, searched for a Torch-of-Knowledge that looked like a coconut, went to a football game, swam in a pool while wearing boxers and had the coolest lab class.
For the first time in my life I stopped going to class completely, and still got an A.
I learned how to play Taboo, saw a friend run naked around Brickell Key, and got my first sunflowers.
This year I turned into an environmentalist and bought more peace sign jewelry that I can wear.
This was the year when my cousin, who was the apple of my eye, passed away.
This was the year when Heath Ledger and more than 5000 dollars also passed away, and I honestly do not know where those 5000 went.
This year I fell in love with The Curious Case of Benjamin Button, had my first anniversary, and fell out of love and back in love again.
This year I played pool and scored three stripes.
This year I realized that the probability of getting a D on a math test that you didn’t study for after spinning the cube is…well (I still can’t calculate it) very high. I also learned that if you try hard and you have Saleh as your professor you can still get an A on the class regardless of that D.
This year someone very special took me to the place with the best ice cream: Via Venetto.
I learned that the best way to pull an all-nighter at the FIU library is having your best friends by your side.
I also learned that Wendy’s is really cheap, and I regret not having learned that earlier (maybe I would still have those 5000 dollars).
I learned that having plenty of money in your PantherID card can save your friends’ butts.
I learned that sometimes it’s OK to leave your comfort zone and order something other than turkey sandwich at Subways.
I learned that ignoring your problems doesn’t make them go away, and saying you are sorry and crying because you truly are don’t mend a heart.
I learned to go by my book and not anybody else’s, and stopped doing what I wanted to start doing what needed to be done.
I told everyone, just for the record, that I don’t have a penis.
I nicknamed myself Dr. I Blow, and it stuck (no pun intended).
I acquired a new baby iPod.
I learned that everything happens for a reason and nothing is a coincidence.
I got a reason to remember the 5th of November.
I studied the interesting life of a herpatic chancroid.
My laptop broke and I finally bought my dream Sony VAIO laptop (which also broke and miraculously came back to life on its own).
I fell even more in love with Coldplay’s music.
I turned 5 (leap year!).
My friends and I made a video to solve the FIU parking problem.
I walked barefoot across the UP Campus.
I was 30 minutes late to lab.
I cried myself to sleep.
I laughed so hard I cried.
I had the best private driver in the world.
I had my first journalistic assignment.
I took a nap on the floor of GC.
I baptized Nerd-o-Land, Crappola and Whistle with their names.
I dressed up as an angel on Halloween and danced on FIU’s lawn.
I blamed everything on Polly Phillips and Sarah Palin.
I supported Barack Obama’s election and tackled Javi to get his vote (which got me a broken toenail)
I took more pictures than I can put up on Facebook. Yeah, I also got addicted to Facebook and posting notes as a way of expressing my feelings.
One month I had to pay $16 dollars for text messaging charges, and for the first time went over my minute limit by 27 minutes (still waiting for that bill).
And then there was this bear...
I stayed up crying on the phone until 5 in the morning.
This was also the year of the longest silences over the phone... because no words were needed.
This year I realized how little I know myself and how much I have left to grow.
This year I learned that procrastination is detrimental (hahaha I learn that every year, just that the lesson never sticks).
I learned that sometimes you just have to trust people—especially yourself—and stop questioning their motives.
I learned that I must be beautiful, because apparently that’s what a ton of biased people who love me want me to believe.
This year I became someone’s Miss Independent.
This year a star saved my life.
To all of you, my friends, those who are gone and those who still remain, I want to send my deepest gratitude for making 2008 memorable. This was a film I needed lots of popcorn and handkerchiefs to get through, but I’ve made it. We’ve made it together. A toast to that! But please, make it a shot of tequila (at least for me).
As this chapter of my life closes, I look back at it and review it as the great film it was.
It had everything you could ask for: romance, drama, comedy, terror, mystery, adult content, science fiction (why not?) and plenty of technical difficulties.
Starring: my family, boyfriend, old and new friends, those who walked out of my life but not out of my heart, and of course, simply because I want to feel important: ME. After all, not often does the spectator get to participate in the movie.
In only one year I had a spectacular job, started university, made the best of friends, and finally grew some derrière.
I had a psycho teacher who liked watching vultures eat the Thanksgiving leftovers, an English professor I called Weed-Land, and a teacher who couldn’t pronounce “Darwin” correctly.
I developed an addiction for Starbucks hot chocolate and stopped freaking out about my waist size (although I have my regressions every once in a while).
I realized I want to become an editor, and climbed a tree (even though one thing doesn't have anything to do with the other).
I donated blood while dancing, or did I dance while I donated blood? I don't think anyone could tell the difference.
This was a year of firsts. I got a 4.0 in my first college semester, searched for a Torch-of-Knowledge that looked like a coconut, went to a football game, swam in a pool while wearing boxers and had the coolest lab class.
For the first time in my life I stopped going to class completely, and still got an A.
I learned how to play Taboo, saw a friend run naked around Brickell Key, and got my first sunflowers.
This year I turned into an environmentalist and bought more peace sign jewelry that I can wear.
This was the year when my cousin, who was the apple of my eye, passed away.
This was the year when Heath Ledger and more than 5000 dollars also passed away, and I honestly do not know where those 5000 went.
This year I fell in love with The Curious Case of Benjamin Button, had my first anniversary, and fell out of love and back in love again.
This year I played pool and scored three stripes.
This year I realized that the probability of getting a D on a math test that you didn’t study for after spinning the cube is…well (I still can’t calculate it) very high. I also learned that if you try hard and you have Saleh as your professor you can still get an A on the class regardless of that D.
This year someone very special took me to the place with the best ice cream: Via Venetto.
I learned that the best way to pull an all-nighter at the FIU library is having your best friends by your side.
I also learned that Wendy’s is really cheap, and I regret not having learned that earlier (maybe I would still have those 5000 dollars).
I learned that having plenty of money in your PantherID card can save your friends’ butts.
I learned that sometimes it’s OK to leave your comfort zone and order something other than turkey sandwich at Subways.
I learned that ignoring your problems doesn’t make them go away, and saying you are sorry and crying because you truly are don’t mend a heart.
I learned to go by my book and not anybody else’s, and stopped doing what I wanted to start doing what needed to be done.
I told everyone, just for the record, that I don’t have a penis.
I nicknamed myself Dr. I Blow, and it stuck (no pun intended).
I acquired a new baby iPod.
I learned that everything happens for a reason and nothing is a coincidence.
I got a reason to remember the 5th of November.
I studied the interesting life of a herpatic chancroid.
My laptop broke and I finally bought my dream Sony VAIO laptop (which also broke and miraculously came back to life on its own).
I fell even more in love with Coldplay’s music.
I turned 5 (leap year!).
My friends and I made a video to solve the FIU parking problem.
I walked barefoot across the UP Campus.
I was 30 minutes late to lab.
I cried myself to sleep.
I laughed so hard I cried.
I had the best private driver in the world.
I had my first journalistic assignment.
I took a nap on the floor of GC.
I baptized Nerd-o-Land, Crappola and Whistle with their names.
I dressed up as an angel on Halloween and danced on FIU’s lawn.
I blamed everything on Polly Phillips and Sarah Palin.
I supported Barack Obama’s election and tackled Javi to get his vote (which got me a broken toenail)
I took more pictures than I can put up on Facebook. Yeah, I also got addicted to Facebook and posting notes as a way of expressing my feelings.
One month I had to pay $16 dollars for text messaging charges, and for the first time went over my minute limit by 27 minutes (still waiting for that bill).
And then there was this bear...
I stayed up crying on the phone until 5 in the morning.
This was also the year of the longest silences over the phone... because no words were needed.
This year I realized how little I know myself and how much I have left to grow.
This year I learned that procrastination is detrimental (hahaha I learn that every year, just that the lesson never sticks).
I learned that sometimes you just have to trust people—especially yourself—and stop questioning their motives.
I learned that I must be beautiful, because apparently that’s what a ton of biased people who love me want me to believe.
This year I became someone’s Miss Independent.
This year a star saved my life.
To all of you, my friends, those who are gone and those who still remain, I want to send my deepest gratitude for making 2008 memorable. This was a film I needed lots of popcorn and handkerchiefs to get through, but I’ve made it. We’ve made it together. A toast to that! But please, make it a shot of tequila (at least for me).
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