I named this post after one of my favorite The Cab songs. It’s the end of another year and it almost feels surreal.
I was so excited for 2015 back in 2014. I was ready for new chapters of my life.
“I’m excited about my spring semester and then starting my senior year. I’m ready to start getting ready for pharmacy school. I’m ready to let go of the bullshit and hang tight to the things that really matter. Music that makes my soul sing. A church that makes my heart whole. Friends that make me smile. A focus on studies that could rival a fighter pilot. Concerts, laughs, and new hope.”
I got some of these things though. I did. My spring semester was great. I relapsed but then stayed clean most of the summer. I got better at letting go of the bullshit. I fell even more in love with music. I started volunteering at my church. Friends? That’s up for debate. Studies, I found ways that worked for me.
Spring was amazing. Going to see Set It Off, then Of Mice and Men and Paramore for my birthday was probably one of the best things ever. I spent the summer learning for pharmacy school and nailed it on my PCAT.
Then I started having issues with my friends. I lost my grandmother. It shook my family to the core. I failed physical chemistry.
There were ups and downs, but overall, this year went well.
I laughed, I cried, I lived, I learned.
I met new friends and reconnected with old.
It was a good year and I’m excited to start the next.
2016 here I come.