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2010. (there’s a lot that i’m still learning)

I guess this is it, I want to write an end of year blog and the closer it gets to the end of the year the closer it gets to exams. I think that I can justify this 12 days before the end of the year. For me, 2010 started off at Hannah’s party (standard). I was pretty content, I was hopeful, I had the same feelings that I have every year, ‘this one’s gonna be awesome’ and in a lot of ways I was right. I found awesome to be cited:

'awe some |ˈôsəm| 
adjective 
extremely impressive or daunting; inspiring great admiration, apprehension, or fear.’

I think that at some point over the year I’ve felt every single one of these emotions. Whether it was seeing the rocky mountains in Canada, realising that my relationship wasn’t what I wanted or hearing people talk about my dad and say some of the most wonderful things that made me burst with pride, I’ve been there. I’ve realised that even when I feel the lowest, I can hold my nerve, perform under pressure and (with the help of some exceptional people) drag myself across the finish line. I’ve also realised that I can be intolerant, selfish and sometimes give up on things before I’ve given them a real chance. 

What I want to get out of 2011 is some direction in life. I want to really know where I’m heading and work at it. I want to get out of uni what I put in and if this is to be judged by my current work ethic that will be a bare pass. I don’t want to be average anymore. I want to be exceptional. I want to be that person that people think of when they need something and I want to be able to deliver it. I’m going to work at being a more tolerant person, at keeping the friends I’ve got and building those relationships to last because there is no way I can ever really repay people for what I’ve put them through this year. 

I’m not going to hope that 2011 is better than 2010. I’m going to make it happen. 


2011

Amsterdam, Six Nations, Rugby Tour in Spain, two entire months in Canada and then aimlessly wandering around America.

Best year ever?

I’m counting on it.

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