A Year In Review, LJ Style
Dec. 31st, 2006 03:14 pmIt is that time of the year again (ie: the end of it). I will now review the last twelve months in my journal.
( January, 2oo6 )
My sister turned 15 and ever more annoying in January and I finished term one of grade twelve, leaving Gaisson's terrible english classes behind forever. You have no idea how happy this made me. I do miss the knitting though...
( February, 2oo6 )
Jessica turned 18, I got a boyfriend, Mother turned forty and many firings and hirings started at Jerry's. Myself and Melissa [squared] got the highest collective mark ever attained on a theatre history seminar-- Greek Theatre, ftw!
( March, 2oo6 )
March flew by, with tons of working, tons of rehearsal, tons of school and tons of sleeping through my spare instead of doing homework like I should have. What can I say, the chairs in the library are comfy... I walked with a cane, just for practice.
( April, 2oo6 )
April saw Sarah and I kicking ass in religion with our children's story. I love getting a hundred on things. I will admit to her doing a lot of the work though. Shame on me. Fiddler on the Roof was performed and it pwned. I love April-- I love the spring in general.
( May, 2oo6 )
Prom was in May. I didn't want to go, but I went and I'll admit I had a small amount of fun. I also got the single best blackmail photo in the entire world. Grandpa was sick.
( June, 2oo6 )
I started working at Fairview Lodge, right at the end of May, but really got into it, working a bunch of nights a week and what not, in June. Wow, what a job. Now, this job will hit it's high point sometime on a muggy night in August, but more on that later.Grade twelve ended in more exams, most notably Religion-- I drew a chicken with a gas can and a lighter, then quoted Les Misérables.
( July, 2oo6 )
The only thing I did in July besides work was read ten million Harry Potter slash-fics.
( August, 2oo6 )
Went through the terrible process of trying to seel the house. Guess no one wants to buy a haouse that has a high percent change of being lit on fire... Meh, their loss. I got hit. In the face. By a lady over the age of ninety. How hardcore is that?
( September, 2oo6 )
September was the month of the dead cat. It was also a big month for me, with the moving and the going to university. My life temporarily ended when I mistook my contemporary piece for my classic piece. Luckily [or unluckily... Only time will tell on that one], I got a part in The Importance of Being Earnest anyways. Oh dead cats, how you slay me. I broke up with my boyfriend and my cat got put down. I made many new friends, and lost a few of the old ones to Jolly Old England.
( October, 2oo6 )
I failed at life a lot in October.
( November, 2oo6 )
Yep, so pretty much I wrote a novel and got really sick. Huzzah. I also converted my bedroom into a fort.
( December, 2oo6 )
December saw the close of my first term at university. I'd say it went well, how about you guys... I did a whole lot of nothing besides missing my friends and being sick in December. Well and some writing/editing.
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So that was 2oo6. I wonder how 2oo7 is going to turn out?
( January, 2oo6 )
My sister turned 15 and ever more annoying in January and I finished term one of grade twelve, leaving Gaisson's terrible english classes behind forever. You have no idea how happy this made me. I do miss the knitting though...
( February, 2oo6 )
Jessica turned 18, I got a boyfriend, Mother turned forty and many firings and hirings started at Jerry's. Myself and Melissa [squared] got the highest collective mark ever attained on a theatre history seminar-- Greek Theatre, ftw!
( March, 2oo6 )
March flew by, with tons of working, tons of rehearsal, tons of school and tons of sleeping through my spare instead of doing homework like I should have. What can I say, the chairs in the library are comfy... I walked with a cane, just for practice.
( April, 2oo6 )
April saw Sarah and I kicking ass in religion with our children's story. I love getting a hundred on things. I will admit to her doing a lot of the work though. Shame on me. Fiddler on the Roof was performed and it pwned. I love April-- I love the spring in general.
( May, 2oo6 )
Prom was in May. I didn't want to go, but I went and I'll admit I had a small amount of fun. I also got the single best blackmail photo in the entire world. Grandpa was sick.
( June, 2oo6 )
I started working at Fairview Lodge, right at the end of May, but really got into it, working a bunch of nights a week and what not, in June. Wow, what a job. Now, this job will hit it's high point sometime on a muggy night in August, but more on that later.Grade twelve ended in more exams, most notably Religion-- I drew a chicken with a gas can and a lighter, then quoted Les Misérables.
( July, 2oo6 )
The only thing I did in July besides work was read ten million Harry Potter slash-fics.
( August, 2oo6 )
Went through the terrible process of trying to seel the house. Guess no one wants to buy a haouse that has a high percent change of being lit on fire... Meh, their loss. I got hit. In the face. By a lady over the age of ninety. How hardcore is that?
( September, 2oo6 )
September was the month of the dead cat. It was also a big month for me, with the moving and the going to university. My life temporarily ended when I mistook my contemporary piece for my classic piece. Luckily [or unluckily... Only time will tell on that one], I got a part in The Importance of Being Earnest anyways. Oh dead cats, how you slay me. I broke up with my boyfriend and my cat got put down. I made many new friends, and lost a few of the old ones to Jolly Old England.
( October, 2oo6 )
I failed at life a lot in October.
( November, 2oo6 )
Yep, so pretty much I wrote a novel and got really sick. Huzzah. I also converted my bedroom into a fort.
( December, 2oo6 )
December saw the close of my first term at university. I'd say it went well, how about you guys... I did a whole lot of nothing besides missing my friends and being sick in December. Well and some writing/editing.
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So that was 2oo6. I wonder how 2oo7 is going to turn out?