2017 has come and gone.
So I’m going to review the past year with my failing memory. I’ll write down whatever comes to mind. Let’s hope for the best.
In no particular order:
I went to my first and hopefully not my last magazine launch. Even now, the event still sticks out in my memory. I’m proud of the story I wrote titled “Not a Number,” which you can find here on page 38.
I started posting book reviews on my blog and on Goodreads. I received some novels as well from the best publishers ever. Grateful doesn’t even begin to sum up my feelings. I also read more this year than last. 43 is an insane number to me.
I somehow won a writing scholarship. I was not expecting this at all because my GPA plummeted in second year. Still, this achievement boosted my fragile ego just a little bit.
I recorded myself dancing for a school project. I filmed myself about ten times and messed up every time. So I went with the least messed up take. At least, I was a better dancer in December 2017 than I was in January.
I drove for the first time. I know I’m late. I realize this isn’t a big deal to the millions of other drivers around the world. But I finally got over my fear of driving. I’m happy to say I didn’t die. That’s a feat in and of itself.
Over the summer, I made money blogging for a digital marketing agency. I loved getting to learn on the job. The best part was without a doubt grabbing lunch at a nice restaurant downtown. I couldn’t be happier with the experience.
I took care of myself. I ate better. I slept more. I exercised frequently. I stretched often. I relaxed tons. I’ve come such a long way from those days I ate too much junk food, couldn’t fall asleep, didn’t move much, etc.
Thank you all so very much for an incredible 2017. Here’s to an even better 2018!