Right. So... I started this blog with the intent to write about my 2009. As you can see, I failed at finishing it. With that being said, I'm simply going to highlight what happened throughout the rest of the year.
- I came home with a NCAA trophy. Honestly? I was too afraid to take it out of its box for months.
- Headed to the beach with my friends for 3 days. Talk about much needed relaxation.
- My family and I traveled up to Ohio for my cousin's wedding. Good, but awkward times. As always.
- I had been become a hard core and extremely dedicated Honor Society fan by this point. My first encounter with their music was November of 2008. They played the Irving Plaza show in NYC in February (winter training. aka impossible to leave campus.) and then three shows in Jersey and Hershey in May that I attempted to make, but I ended up in Michigan, racing with the rowing team. From there, I continuously tried to get four of my best friends back home into their music. After a few months of constant pestering, I was successful in convincing one of them to hit up the guys' Full Moon Crazy tour in Philly. Actually, it was her birthday present from me. haha. Perfect timing.
- Enter: July 23rd, 2009. After months and months of waiting, I was finally going to get the chance to see and meet four of the guys who had inspired me to keep pushing during my trials with rowing. The show was phenomenal, and I got to experience the TLA dance party. Pretty legit stuff right there. "The Jonas Brothers are here." "A gold jacket Joe, really?" Oh and I made friends with a rat in an alleyway. -_-
- July 24th, 2009. Jonas Brothers show. Once again, incredible. I had amazing seats and I hadn't even paid for them. Hello, birthday present. ;) Afterward, I hung out at the Honor Society meet and greet. From the time I walked onto the scene to the time I left, the line wrapped around at least half of the arena. I felt like a proud mama. Corny, yes, but too true to deny. Oh and I met Big Rob and almost Garbo. So funny. But to the girl who attempted to slide her way into my spot and then proceeded to scream what was quite possibly the highest pitched squeal I've ever witnessed in my entire life? Please don't ever do that again. I lost hearing in my left ear. In all the concerts I've been to in the past few years, that has never happened. Quite the screamer, she was.
- Let us continue. All summer I had some good times with my friends. Attended some pretty epic Phillies games. Saw some legit fireworks. Hit up Washington DC. Made some extremely delicious cookies. S'mores too. (Also almost lit my friend's porch on fire in this process... whoops.) Failed at making pancakes. (Don't ask how. We have no idea.) Played Man Hunt with some cool kids. At midnight. Met Jason Earles. Played Hot Lava. You know. Typical stuff.
- Enter: August 8th, 2009. Through mutual love for Honor Society, the Jonas Brothers, and Friends, I met my best friend. How did we meet? None other than the infamous twitter and twitpic. Pretty much amazing. To this day, we have not gone without texting and/or skyping and/or tweeting and/or facebook-ing and/or whatever else we can conjure up... constantly. 24/7. Minus those hours when we sleep so we have the energy to crack sarcastic texts and jokes the next day. I love her with all of my heart.
- Oh hey. I forgot a few, but I really don't feel like going back and editing them in, considering the fact that it's currently 3 am. So here they are: Paramore/No Doubt concert = 45,000 people stuffed into the Susquehanna Bank Center; an extremely moving experience that I will truly never forget; the rain holding off until literally the last note before No Doubt's encore; parking in the ghetto. KSM/David Archuleta/Demi Lovato concert = front row, say what? Enough said.
- Another thing? Over the summer, I faced an incredibly difficult decision that ended up taking me months to finalize. By the beginning of August, I had gained the courage to speak out and do it. I quit rowing. I emailed my coaches a heartfelt message and spoke to all of my team mates. It was done.
- Fall 2009: back to college. I moved into an apartment with two of my friends, Liz and Kaitlyn. Loved life. College courses are always a drawback, but at least I was on my own again. I kept on the tail of the 24-hour CVS that was 2 blocks down from my building for a job. All summer. As soon as I hit the campus again, I landed the job. By the next month, I was working at least four 7-hour shifts a week. Directly after classes, I would head down the road to work 4-11, then head back to do homework. It was a fun time... kind of.
- One highlight? My Physical Geology professor taking us into a "Do Not Enter" zone in a cliff's edge with the fair warning, "Don't step too close to the sides if you want to keep your head."
- I strengthened the relationships between myself and a few of my friends up there. Meanwhile, a decision was brewing in my mind that would change my life for good. (Dramatic? Yes. Necessary? Probably.)
- Random memories: Transit Road. USA Pears. Creeping Silverado. All Physical Geology adventures with Holly. Volunteer work with Amanda (sorting raw meats and moldy food). Over 55 hours of driving for those four guys we know and love. My roommate "breaking" her toe and taking her to the ER at 11 pm... after she made dinner. Presque Isle trips. Walking along the beach at sunset while talking to Annakate. Halloween. Haunted houses and haunted portable bathrooms. "Fireflies." Paranormal Activity late at night. The Dinosaur Tard. Dying my hair.
- 10/3, 10/5, 10/10, 11/2, and 11/13. I spontaneously decided to drive four hours down to Columbus, OH to 1) Meet my best friend in person. 2) See HS again... two days later. I left at 2 pm. Arrived literally 2 minutes before the concert started. Spent the night at Capital U. with my favorite. A month later, I was invited into the acoustic radio set at the Cleveland radio station, 96.5 KissFM. There were a grand total of ten people there, two of which were parents and two of which barely knew who Honor Society was. At this event, where I sat so close that my food brushed against Andy's leg, I had an incredibly inspiring conversation with Mike Bruno and another with Ned Specktor. 11/13 - West Chester, PA. Mike Bruno left the meet and greet to physically pull me over to Kat and later did something for me that I will never forget. From there, something epic in its own right began.
- All throughout these months, I was brooding over a decision. This decision would be something that would affect everything. After several teary conversations with my mother and my sister over the phone, I decided to transfer. It took me a while to tell my friends, and a bunch of saddened good-bye sessions followed.
- Once I was home, surprise surprise. I went to more concerts. I hit up the Flyleaf concert in Philly and the Push Play concert in New Jersey. Both amazing shows.
- Christmas in Ohio. Three cousins are pregnant.
- New. Years. Eve. Hershey, PA. 3 days straight spent with friends. Front row for one of the most epic shows I will ever experience. Not to mention, I was blessed with the chance to meet up with a few different people that have helped me out immensely. Well, some more than others. (Thanks for the unexpected fist pump, dude.) I was able to ring in the new year with the four guys who had inspired me to get where I was and to make the decisions I had made up to that point. In all honesty, I don't know how else to word it. Watching them embrace each other and look back on such an amazing year in their own dreams was humbling. That night was something I will simply never forget. (Air guitar, baby. Air guitar.)
And so... we come to the "year of no fear," as Nick Jonas later declared. I have a feeling I've most likely forgotten a few epic parts of 2009, but it's going on 3:30 am and I need to hit the sack. ;) So, until later, remember that with 2010's passing, "anything can happen." (Andrew Lee)
-Katie
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