Well, today is December 31st and tomorrow will be the dawning of the new year. 2009.
Now, time to be a spoil sport…
The year 2008 wasn’t the best of years. So far, it tops my list of worst years ever in the 18 that I’ve lived. I think the only great thing about this year was that I went to that NKOTB concert with two of my friends and spending time alone and away from my family… Yeah. I’m not a family person.
The first thing that happened to make 2008 the worst year I’ve had so far was around the second semester of my last year of high school. I have no idea what the hell happened but my “best friend” ditched me. Why? I think mostly because she was jealous that I was hanging out more with the other, real, best friend. There was three of us and she had a job and was just way to busy and thought that everyone had to go along with her schedule which only allowed to her be away from home about once every month.
Yeah, I’m totally going to not hang out with my other friends because she couldn’t.
The next to happen was college. Not to say that college was horrible, it just wasn’t as good as I had hoped. Moved in the dorms, thought that it would make things easier on me but really… It made me feel like a total outcast and loner. Everyone there drank almost all the time and made me feel like I had to drink to have fun. No one ever came to see/visit me unless they were drunk. So, of course, I kept to myself in my room and away from the scary drunk people who would often run up and down the hallways screaming like someone died.
And the last to happen that made this year bad for me was coming home for the Christmas break. I mean, I didn’t like staying in that room because I felt ignored but I loved being in that room because I got to be me, be alone.
I know, I sound like I want to become a hermit in the mountains when I grow up.
So, I decided to spend at least a few days at my friend’s house to lessen the amount of time I had to spend at home since the dormity was sneakily making people leave for the holidays. Now, what happens when I stay over at my friend’s house? I’m forced to go back home by “my parents” because they’re dumb fucks. They repeatedly tell me how embarrassing I am, how stupid I am, and how socially retarded I am and then expect me to respect them.
I don’t ever see myself ever respecting someone who has the idea that telling me that I’m stupid and they’re smarter because they’re older. To tell me how ugly I look when I cry. To tell me that I’m an embarrassment and wished that they never gave birth to me. To tell me how I’m not good enough for them unless I score 100% on a test even though I scored 96%.
God, I’m going on a rant.
But yeah, this year has been awful for me. Hopefully the grass is greener on the other side; that the new year’ll be a lot better than this one.
