The Big Year

This is it, folks. 2008 is going to be my year. I'm going to take the horrible beast again and pass. I'm going on my bachelorette trip (wherever that may be), get married in August, go on my honeymoon, get a fabulous job in the City, and be very happy. It's definitely all up from here.

December was a slow and somewhat painful month. I'll admit, I've done nothing in preparation or February's Bar exam. I sat in class in anger and self-pity. Hours, days, then weeks flew by and I really didn't accomplish very much. I felt sorry for myself, and I still do to a small degree.

Christmas was surprisingly peaceful. Although we had to make house calls to pass out gifts (since my family is still in war), it was comfortable seeing family and spending time with my grandma and cousins. I discovered that I'm not too keen on my brother's latest girlfriend. I'm not so emotionally invested this time around. If he marries her, I'll learn to cope.

The holidays just weren't the same with the Bar looming over my shoulder. I couldn't really enjoy anything. Everything just became another reason not to study.

But here I am. 2007 is over and done with. 2008 has arrived and I have high hopes for this year. Nevermind the fact that I've started the year with a nasty cold that just won't let go of me. I'm determined to make up for the month of study time I lost. I really have nothing or no one to blame for that. I was lazy.

The good news is that reviewing things for the second time is much easier. I'm doing better on my MBEs, which is such a relief. I feel solid on my essays, but I'm aiming for some 75s. I have some wedding things to take care of this month, but overall, I think I'll manage my time well enough.

So this year, things are going to change for the better. I've already started making positive changes. I learned how to forgive and move on. I sent A a card for the holidays, pretty much letting her know I have no idea why she's screwing me over, but that I've moved on. She responded to my card several times, via text message and email. She's still too cool for a phone call. Either way, whatever I did or didn't do that made her that angry with me, I don't care. I'm a better person for learning to get over it.

M called me last night and confessed she had lied to me about my birthday present. She got me a mug warmer which I desperately needed for a long time. After I opened it, I was so shocked that I asked her whether she saw it on my wishlist, and she said no. For I month, I thought she really knew me. Turns out she looked at my Amazon wishlist, then lied. Why? I have no idea. It's just another example of why I think she so damn immature sometimes. I guess the guilt was eating her up while she was in Europe that she called when she got back to confess that she had made it all up. So weird...

I've learned to be very grateful for my good friends, my family who I can always rely on, and for my ability to finally get myself off the floor. I may not have the drive and motivation that I had during the summer, but I'm still determined to kick the Bar exam's ass.

All of this crap will soon be history, and I'm so looking forward to moving on with the rest of my year!

Happy 2008!