Fuck MEME's, I'm doing this by hand.
It comes as no surprise when I say that this year has been the most monumental, life changing year for me to date.
In Nov. 2004 I started dating Scott and things were pretty nice until he went crazy. And not having the insurance to keep his medication regulated, the stress took it's tole on the new year, early January sometime.
He wanted way more than I could give him. Between the mood swings, the self doubt, and the suicidal phone calls, I broke.
I had just spent my vacation in CT with my family, and had to say goodbye to them indefinitely. That feeling of "I no longer have scheduled vacations after school ends" hit me with great force. I didn't know for sure the next time I would see my family, and all my childhood friends again. Then when I got back to Savannah for New Years, it was suddenly 2005. 2005 IS THE YEAR I GRADUATE! And not at the end of 2005, but in MAY! Suddenly all this "Time" I thought I had didn't seem like as much as I thought. The thought of having to say goodbye to my school, my city, my home, AND all my friends, ALONG with a boyfriend
all at one time was killing me.
So I did what I had to do, I broke up with Scott. We were together only a few months, and he was just starting his college years and I was just ending mine. I also had my last few quarters of senior year to think about.
I've never had to break up with someone so that was hard enough. But when mental and emotional problems out of your control come into play, it's even harder. Usually I get the excuse of Drug Addiction/Dealing, or Cheating, or Lying to my face to facillatate a break up.
Then I dealt with school and graduated near the top of my class, and importantly graduated near the top of my major. From that point back, EVERYTHING in my lifetime revolved around the concept of school. When summer began and ended, when I got to see my family, when the "new year" (september) began, and all concepts of time (ie."Back in 8th grade I...."). Everything was about to change. Everything.
I graduated Cum Laude with a 3.65 in the Broadcast Design and Motion Graphics field. I made plans to stay the summer and work on my portfolio, and say goodbye to those I loved. Then I would go on a fantastic roadtrip across the country with my dear friend
nobora and end up in Albany, California to live with my Uncle until I could get on my feet, get a job, and move to the city.
Well then I met a guy.
A month before I left Savannah I met a great guy who was caring, kind, loving, and a perfect gentleman. He was masculine, but wasn't afraid to be honest and show his emotions. It was really hard leaving him because it wasn't because of a fight, or that we grew in seperate ways, it was just horrible timing.
nobora and I packed up her Metalic Teal Extended Covered Cab Flare Sided Truck and hit the road on August 5th. I told my parents and family that I was going through Texas, but really I was headed up the coast to surprise them.
That roadtrip is one of the greatest times in my life.
Roadtrip Gallery.On September 8th 2005 I arrived in Albany CA! I met a great group of friends, which led me to branch out and meet more and more people mostly in one months time! I found an internship, and I started working 50+ work weeks for zero pay.
I struggled a lot with money, and my new friends were there when they could be. I never went hungry, or homeless.
Now to ring in the New Year I feel like I have a city full of friends, a job that has promise, and my goal of moving to the city will ACTUALLY be reached.
Talk about starting out on the right foot.