It sucked mostly. The good things that happened were that I got to see my best friend give birth to her baby boy, who I absolutely fell in love with, and I made straight a's. I discovered that I would be a nurse and I found a job that I really enjoy. I learned to knit. Christmas was wonderful too. I took many pictures and improved greatly with my photographic skills. I met lots of wonderful people, and I learned that I do enjoy teaching what I know about. It sounds like a lot of good stuff, but in reality it was overwhelmed with a magnitude of horrible, sad things. It was revealed to me and my brother that our dad is an alcoholic. He spent weeks in rehab, relapsed, jumped back on the wagon, relapsed. Etc. Etc. I got in a car wreck that totaled my car, I am in debt up to my ears, I am alone, and I got kidney stones again. My dad got divorced and won't get over it which equals stress for me. My baby raisin cat died. I'm unhealthier and fat. Whatever.
2011, you better be good. If not, there's always the apocalypse in 2012.
