I appreciate you.

Okay.

So, with a little under an hour until I head off into Northern Indiana with my father, I figured that I'd just sit my unhappy ass down right here, right now, I type whatever fuck comes into my mind.

I chose the word "fuck" because that is the EXACT way I feel about everything that is about to happen.

As I've posted about million on my Facebook wall, I will not be able to spend time with people that I actually care about, as the ball drops onto the new year of 2011.

And since I've little time to give my 2010 synopsis, I'll have to do my best to nostalgify (no...this isn't a word) myself.

2010 was fucking weird.

I began the year at Adam Friedman's house, and I'll end the year by the Tippecanoe River, about ten minutes away from Brookstown, Indiana.

I think that if I had to go through 2010 again, I would die.

Actually...I think I DID almost die a few times in 2010.

I lost a few best friends.

But then I made some more best friends.

I traveled all over Indiana.

Southport, VU, Acton, Bloomington, Waverly, and other such travel areas that I've yet to figure out the names of. Probably because I was too tired.

I had my heart broken. Twice. I think? Either way, one of them contributed to wanna of my near "passings."

Well...maybe it wasn't broken. A sprain, maybe. But not completely broken.

I saw Wavves.

So. Much. Food. More notably, McDonalds.

I danced a lot.

I smoked a lot of cigarettes. Never again.

The best friends that I had lost, came back to me. Now I'll be going into the new year with the best set of friends ever.

Coincidentally, I'm also starting off this year like I did last. Without a job. And without a girlfriend.

Except, the job thing is kinda under control. As for a girlfriend, I dunno. I'm waiting.

I never had that kiss I've always wanted. Where the guy and gal are close to each other, and the gal puts her hand on the guys face, as if she could draw him any closer.

Didn't happen.

I saw some good movies.

I laughed a lot.

I cried a lot.

I worked my first job.

I got fired from that same job. I'd do it all over again too. IDGAF

I started college. Then two months later, Marian accepted me. I'll start there my sophomore year.

Notre Dame beat USC.

I graduated from high school.

This is so chronologically out of order.

I really want to thank a bunch of people for making this year so fucking weird.

Wesley Wren, you motherfucker. You're such a good dude. At least I hope you are. You contributed to a lot of what I went through this year. Don't knock it 'till you try it.

Chloe Fox. You also helped me a lot this year. More than I could ever imagine. I can't picture moving forward with my life without you in it. We'll be going to Marian together. Let's go Knights!

Adam Friedman. Broda. I love you more than any man should ever love another man. I'm okay with this. You and I went through a lot of shit. But now...now we're broda's again.

Dustin Arritt. Unfortunately, you'll be down in VU. But I'll visit. I don't care how lost I get. We've been best friends since sixth grade. Let us not forget what you and I went through only a few years ago. But I've got your back. As long as you've got mine.

Gage Harris. I'm surprised I have anything good to say about you. You saved me from my ulcer attack. I will forever be indebted to you for that. 10 plus years baby. YOU CANNOT BREAK OUR STRIDE.

Did I forget anybody? Oh well. I haven't the time.

Amelia Todd, Laura Haselwander, Yesica Rosales, Davis Williams, Dusty Bracken, Ryan and Emily Bradley, Kim and Dave Willoughby, Kara Brenneman, Eileen Weber, Jeff Yager...and whomever else I haven't named, thank you for everything you've ever done for me.

I love all of you with everything I am.

And as for 2011?

Fucking bring it.

Oh...and take the test.