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Peace Up. A-Town Down 2007



You suck. Bye.

That’s what I have to say about 2007. As you can see I absolutely loved every second of it.

It hasn’t been an easy year for me. There has been too many deaths and some huge unwanted changes. Changes I can’t even write about. Therefor changes most of you don’t know about. Changes I am still desperately trying to adapt to.

I figured I would write this 2007 wrap-up and bitch and complain about everything that sucked about double-oh-seven. But nope. I won’t do it.


Guess what I did in one year?

In one year I ran 615 miles. Six hundred and fifteen miles. 989 kilometers. I technically ran the width of the state of Virginia a little more than three times. The were a few months when I ran the width of Connecticut in those mere 30/31 days.

I ran a freaking marathon. I still can’t believe it. 26.2 miles. I did it.

I’ve been through 3 pair of sneakers as well as dozens of socks and sports bras. My feet have taken a huge beating in ’07. And guess what? They aren’t getting a break. I’ll keep running up, until and through ’08. Thank you Nike+.

I turned 21. A perfect age. The freedom to go out and get a drink is one I will always appreciate. Always. Self-medication (remember my year sucked?!)…yessss.

I landed three internships and was able to meet some pretty fabulous people through 2/3 of them! Not too bad. Because of the people I worked with and the trust they put in me and my work I feel prepared for this next step in ’08 called FIND A JOB.
And because one of those internships I started this blog. Without “I’ll think about that tomorrow” I would never have realized how much I love to write. I love, love, love, love, love it! And to read (check out my blogroll these people are amazing :)) Running and blogging have become my addictions. Healthy ones? I like to think so!

I got a job. I went to my classes. I got good grades. Blah.Blah.Blah. Not life’s highlights. Remember that. There is much more to life then those things. Even if they make your parents and grandparents proud. I say “whatever man.”

I dyed my blonde hair brown. And I loved it. In fact, love it. I’m still a seductive brunette. Going back to blonde eventually? Ehhhhh, I’ll think about that tomorrow 😉

I’ve been blessed to have amazing people in my life who love me. Who let me go through my shit and just stand-by. Or jump in when the shit hits the fan with simple cards that say “I love you”, hugs, tears, wine, surprise Bud Selects and long talks. Thank you. Thank you for understanding. Thank you for attempting to understand. And thank you for admitting you don’t! You know who you are. I love you and I promise I’ll get back to “normal” eventually. I promise. I know I shocked at least one of you by being “human”…so I might shock a few more by saying “yes, I am human.”:)

At the end of this year this is all I can think:

Through the hard times you learn the most about yourself. Even when you just want to say scream and cry as loud as you possible can “I KNOW ENOUGH ABOUT MYSELF FOR NOW, THANK YOU. I AM READY TO STOP LEARNING IF THAT MEANS THINGS AREN’T GOING TO SUCK SO MUCH”

Hey, if on the 16th mile you feel like you are on top of the world don’t get too confident because by mile 22 you wish you could quit. But I’ve learned that if you are me, you don’t, won’t and can’t quit.

I keep running. Even if I have to walk up a few hills. I will cross the finish line. That’s just the type of person I am.

So thanks for teaching me that 2007. Although at the beginning of this post I wanted to erase you from my mind forever, I will hold the trials and accomplishments I have endured this past year close to me forever and ever.

It’s just another part of me.

“You gain strength, courage, and confidence
by every experience in which
you really stop to look fear in the face.
You are able to say to yourself,
‘I lived through this horror.
I can take the next thing that comes along.'”
— Eleanor Roosevelt

*happy new year, 2008 will be fabulous*



I am having some WordPress issues.

I attempted to change my layout last night and then I couldn’t see my blogroll—in a panic I switched to this layout because the blogroll is visible.

I will most likely not be staying this way. I am sure you are all worried and uncomfortable with this change (ha!), but have no fear things will be back to normal soon.


I hope. 

I Really Like You But…

I’m a night writer.

Most of you (you being the people I read religiously—i.e. My Blogroll) are morning writers. I don’t want this to be in issue in our blogging relationship which is why I think we should talk about it now. Before it gets blown out of proportion.

I love and I mean L-O-V-E reading your latest posts during the day. Whenever I swing by the library on campus I check to see how you are all doing—and I make sure to leave a comment or two so that you know I am reading and thinking about you. That’s right it’s you before my school work. (just kidding Pops!) While that may not be true you are much more interesting, witty, funny and lovable than all of my courses combined. And I mean that.

With you I am “that girl.” And I love being her. I have become that girl who laughs out loud (really loudly in an outward manner) in the silent library at your oh so fabulous storytelling.

I just don’t want you to think that I am not giving my all in this relationship. Which is why I need you to know that I am a night blogger. I used to be ashamed because you aren’t. And then I wondered “why are we still together?”

Maybe we are still in this together because you look forward to reading my fresh post first thing in the morning. Maybe you can’t climb into bed without reading all about my college life. Or maybe, you think I am a slacker who isn’t keeping up with her posts.

And clearly, that is not what I want to hear. Because I am trying. For you.

You could be sitting at work during the day constanly checking my blog (over and over and over again…a girl can dream can’t she?!) and finding that it is not updated. And that can be discouraging.

I understand that our relationship is new and fresh and it is so exciting–which is why I want you to know about my writing habits.

And don’t you go thinking I am not in this blogging relationship for the long run–I am. And I want you there with me. Every post of the way.

I am glad I got that off my chest.

I am growing. You are growing.

And I think we have something real here.


I am stressed. About this. Blogging. Ehhhhh.

My shoulders are tense but I did it. I am a blogger.