“I feel like 2011 will be a good year for me… graduating… and hopefully good things will happen to me. Being positive and trying to achieve all my goals!”
That was a tumblr post from a year ago. 2011 was probably one of the best years I’ve had in a while. From working hard, yet playing harder during my last semester, choreographing an awesome 4th Year Tinikling, part of 4th Year Modern, writing and acting in the skit for my last Barrio, a fun beach week (which resulted in me becoming the darkest that I’ve ever been in my life), GRADUATING from UVA (with a surprise—the whole family being reunited), family vacations, parties, a bummy summer at home, weekend visits with family- including NY and VB, meeting Timbaland and Justin Timberlake (holy crap, still can’t believe that happened), nerf gun wars, and lots of food to making probably the biggest step I’ve ever taken in my life… moving to France, starting to teach (as an assistant), and traveling… 2011 was a good year. I honestly can’t complain about anything.
This means that 2012 can only be better, right?
