Inspired by
troutqueen's post I'm posting a round up of the last 10 years as I remember them.
2000
Finished first job. (contract for 6 months) Did freelancing which I enjoyed. Second job was crap but made good friends. Discovered that maybe copywriting wasn't for me. Enjoyed a relationship that evened out in the start of the year and fizzled out in the end. Realised that I wanted to be single and was happy. Made more good friends.
2001
Became slightly obsessed with the gym. Had an eating disorder for half of the year that I didn't realise till someone told me to take a test on the internet, hahaha. Took some helpful seminars that helped me sort out my goals and work better towards them. Had what you might call a summer affair. That was fun while it lasted. Spent 80% of the year unemployed and broke. Learned how to make one starbucks coffee last between 3 people, and how to smoke cheap cigarettes. Finally got a job.
2002
Started to become really good at my job. Being in a pioneering team was really good for me, and I actually don't bullshit anything in my resume related to that, its all true. Stress related hyperventilation resulted in visit to doctor & probable heart disease that didn't turn out to be true. Worked, worked, and worked. Had no life, made great friends at work though and went on holiday to Australia at the end of the year. Decided I wanted to study/live there.
2003
Selected to go to Texas for work. Pioneered another new program. Really some of the best times of my career. Started looking into Australia. Had no life, hahaha. Didn't date, but had to turn down some nicely. Found out I had scoliosis, a minor bit. Mum blamed Dad. Dad rolled his eyes.
2004
Deferred going to Australia till 2005. Went to Thailand twice. Helped set up a division of my company in another province. Worked, worked, and worked. Had no life, serious. Moved to Cebu for a few months to set up branch of company there. Discovered I had esophagitis/reflux. Stopped smoking for six months. Could not drink coffee.
2005
Started uni again, ostensibly to get permanent residency in Australia via my masters degree. Moved to Australia. Flunked my first subject ever, became overwhelmed, had my relos ask me to move out asap, without a job, was down to my last rent money and was rescued by a kind family friend who is my hero. Learnt to adjust, did well in school, got a job, moved house (thrice that year) learnt to clean bathrooms and live my life. Learnt to drink coffee with soy. Stopped smoking.
2006
Uni, uni, uni. Made new friends. Best weight, size & body shape ever, I have to say. Don't know if I'll ever get back to that again. Tried speed dating. Did a few dates. Finished uni. Went home for the first time in two years, for Christmas. It was not what I expected. Have since resolved to not go home during that season, its too chaotic & we never do the Christmas traditions anyway, so might as well stay here.
2007
Started new job at office helpdesk, division was moved to melbourne, moved back to old job. Applied for graduate opportunities, thinking corporate slavery was the way for me. Got accepted in one that started in 2008. Worked, went to waaaaay too many concerts. had my graduation. Moved twice, including once to the best house evarrr. :(
2008
went home. went to Europe & Morocco, too. started new job. learnt that audit was not for me. hated job, hated politics, struggled to go to work everyday. was asked to leave and not continue probationary contract. (later learnt it was because someone's secretary didn't like me...and there was that recession) ran away for a bit. went around the world. made it to Peru, making one of my dreams come true and hitting all continents of the world (except antarctica, tho i cheated with morocco) before I was thirty. made it home for a visit. realised i couldn't travel with mum anymore. not without one of her peers, at least. went back to Australia. Stomach got better and learnt to improve my health with the help of a naturopath. This was slightly cancelled out by me smoking the entire time I was travelling which equated to five months of that year. Watched three football games live. It was fantastic. Football obsession expanded.
2009
Turned 30. Took the first job i was offered for fear of the recession. learnt way too much about ATMs than anyone ever needed to know. Got whooping cough. The damn disease haunted me throughout the year, and recurred at least three times. Felt like crap a lot of the time. Hitting 30 confused me and I felt like I hadn't accomplished anything in my life, and that I should be doing something else. Got better at Spanish. Learnt to drive, bought a car. Scored World Cup tickets. Stuck with job, made it through a bumpy year. Learnt to take things as they come.
2010 will be a better year.