Wow, it’s been forever since I actually wrote here instead of just reblogging, but this is something I don’t feel like fits in my master’s candidate blog, so it will go in good ol tumblr.
For 2012, I so desperately want to be happy. Genuinely happy. I don’t have any lofty claims this year, I’m not declaring it my year, I’ve accepted the fact that 2010 was probably the best year of my life so far, and that’s ok.
I just don’t want to have that crushing feeling of desperation I felt in 2011. Granted, I accomplished so much, and I had the most amazing experiences, I mean I graduated magna cum laude, I got to go to Spain, I got accepted to incredible schools for my master’s, it definitely was successful. But I also got my heart completely broken when I opened it up for the first time in two years, I also was deceived by someone I considered a friend, I also moved to a city where I knew no one by myself, I also got less than helpful advice from an authority figure I should have been able to trust.
I’m not asking to fall in love, relationships do not equal happily ever after, not in the 21st century, and honestly I barely have time to call home every week I don’t know how I would be able to balance a relationship, work, and grad school. I’m not asking for new friends because I already have great friends, both in California and in New York. I just want to be happy. I want to stop hating New York and be able to love it the way everyone else seems to. I want to stop feeling so lost and finally bask in all of my accomplishments.
Because I know I’m not at my final destination, and I know I’m not exactly where I want to be, but I have accomplished a heck of a lot in my 22 years. I’d just like to enjoy that this year.