2012: An Experience

New Years is that special time of year where half the population makes resolutions while the other half complains about how there shouldn't be one day to "do something positive" blah blah blah..... I don't care about either. It's annoying and taking up far to much space on my Facebook news feed. I really can't tell you what my resolutions would be for 2013. I couldn't even tell you what the past 365 days have taught me. I'm not going to sit here and psychoanalyze it and find some big universal moral But what I can tell you what I did in 2012. It goes as follows: I made some friends, I learned somethings, I failed some tests, I went to bed at 5am, I ran, I payed rent for the first time, I laughed at stupid stuff, I argued with people, I danced, I crowd surfed, I snuck into a half marathon, I worked on a campaign, I made big plans, I drank no less than 50 gallons of Poweraide, I experienced the wrath of Hurricane Sandy, I played beach volleyball in the middle of a Philadelphia winter, I gave up on somethings, I tried to hard at somethings, I went to Wisconsin, I wore a pink bowtie, I learned how to tie said bowtie, I climbed a tree, I listened to a lot of 90s music, I lost, I woke up so sore that I couldn't walk up stairs, I ate sushi, I spent way to much money, I made way too little money, I rode on a lot of buses, I had my life threatened by a crazy guy on the subway, I sang the national anthem at the top of my lungs with 20,000 people, I met people from South Africa, I sat in my yard with my friends and a grill long into some warm September nights, I watched my housemate try to breath fire, I danced some more, I stood on a roof, I sang "Wagon Wheel" about 100 times, I wore an American flag headband, I watched a kid from my county miss an Olympic medal by half a second, I spent two weeks on a boat in the middle of a river, and I played with my dog. Above all, I had one hell of a time.