Well, I should have known 2010 wasn't going down without a fight.
I have been violently sick for the past two days and it looks like I'm not getting any better. At first, I thought it was just another hangover from my birthday parties earlier this week, but now it looks way more severe. I can't eat anything other than ice, otherwise I vomit my guts out. Just thinking about food, or even CHAMPAGNE, makes me nauseous. It's pretty bad.
So, I'm staying with my parents for a couple days while I recover. I'll be ringing in the New Year with a cup of ice and Ryan Seacrest, I'm afraid. Unless he makes me vomit too.
It is my sincerest wish that 2011 will not suck as much as its recent predecessors. I hope it will be more like 2005, where I was happy all the time and life seemed endless with possibilities. Or, I at least hope it will be much better than 2010. I don't know. There are some major changes happening this upcoming year and it churns my stomach just to think about them. But I'll just follow the advice of my hero, Tim Gunn, and "make it work." That's all you can do, right?
Looking back on 2010, it occurred to me that although it seemed like the worst year of my life, it was one where I grew the most as a person.
I lost my job, but I regained my self-discovery. I spent a lot more time writing for myself and realizing where I want to go in life.
I lost my grandmother, but I had a close friend who had a baby this year. It made me realize the endless beauty of life and made me less scared of death.
I lost a close friend, but I made three really good ones soon after. I'm pretty sure that was a miracle.
I lost my mind. But I'll get it back.
This is how I am going to look at 2010 from now on. It's all I can do!
I hope all of you have a magical new year. I think we all deserve it.