Back in the early months of 2009 I moved on from the loss of my first best friend and turned the rest of that school year into a fantastic year, all things considered.
Maine legalized gay marriage, then voted it down in November. *sniffles* We shall overcome ...
I lost my crush on That-Guy I've had a crush on for years, but that was annoying and That-Summer-Girl came back unexpectedly - having grown a foot taller and a hundred degrees hotter - and is apparently only
interested in girls if she's drunk. Oh joy. (So I didn't tell her how I felt - what was the point, I was only going to be around for a week and she's not into girls! *headdesk*)
There was a lot of death this year, and a lot of it very close to home for me.
Andrew Wyeth, artist who painted one of my favorite works of art in the world
('Christina's World') then this summer, which was a fantastic summer especially because of all the Shakespeare theater I managed to squeeze in, but that was cast over with the shadow of the
unexpected death of the father of one of my fellow cast members (who was also the uncle of another cast member.) I was called in and filled in for the cast member, but I never want to have to do something like that again. It was great that people saw what I could do on short notice and having run through the play once (and having that run-through interupted by someone
falling off the stage and bruising her bone, requiring her to use crutches for all of the preformances) but the reason I had to do that was just horrible. Also, being the only person on stage with a script and being unsure of your stage direction is one of the worst feelings in the world, despite the copious amounts of praise I recieved afterwards and people insisting that they couldn't even tell I was holding a script. So, expirience and praise = good, overshadowing death = uncomfortable and upsetting.
My Nana was diagnosed with cancer, bringing up
all kinds of awkward feelings. She's ok now, treatment went well, but still, that was scary.
I got into
Repo! The Genetic Opera. Heroes raised my hopes again, then dashed them, then Brian Fuller jumped ship again, then they pulled the lesbian rating grab and lost my love forever more, then
Doctor Who made up for all of that,
The Dresden Files won my heart and blew my mind with
Turn Coat (
spoilers for Turn Coat, don't click unless you've read the book.)
Lost refused to end like a good little show and tormented me with its amazing, complex, ridiculous plotline. I got into
Eureka, Merlin, Avatar the Last Airbender, Phineas and Ferb, Leverage, Life, Cowboy Bebop, A Very Potter Musical, SyFy's Alice, and more. Also read and bought
Good Omens and loved it.I got to die
epically and tragically onstage for the first time. I played Hamlet in a scene for a charity dinner and recieved all kinds of praise.
Then, early that spring, I clicked on a link at the top of
the Labyrinth page on tvtropes and watched a hilarious review by an attractive young woman with pigtails. I poked around that strange website and tried to figure out what was up with the 'Brawl' thing, and found that people really wanted a
good fic about a very angry critic and a very angry nerd, and try as I might, i could only find one, that a very scary Sage read and ridiculed. Seeing demand for a
good fic about these two men on the tvtropes discussion page, I wrote and
posted this, and thus began the TGWTG Slash Fandom. Then
two other brave souls joined in on the madness, and we became the Three Musketeers of the TGWTG Fandom, boldly slashing anything that moved! We got more brave souls to write and squee, I wrote the (now infamous)
Epic AU Slashy Extravaganza (now dramatically read
HERE!) which Marzgurl and Linkara found, causing us to freak out until they assured us that they were not going to call out a hit on us. Then,
on October 28th, we got
a community. I really can't express in words how happy this fandom makes me. I love you all, you cheer me up when I'm down, you wow me with your amazing fics and art and icons, you make me laugh, and you continue to bewilder me by praising my fics and critiques.
I made my first fanmix, for the lovely webcomic
YU+ME Dream - I got into
webcomics this summer too, that was big!
I got to read Zoe Stead's second book and edit/squee over it. That was an honor and a joy. *squees* Can't wait until it's released so I can buy it!
I posted some secrets to
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fandomsecrets (not telling which ones, though!) and developed crushes on a series of internet vlogers.
My Mad Scientist Kink was cemented; I said goodbye to some people and gained new friends.
I rediscovered my love of soccer, got dragged UP A FRIGGIN' MOUNTAIN, wrote some awesome scholarly stuff, worked on my personal writings, reached
my 100th Fanfiction, and wrote a third of a script and i
nexplicably found myself in charge at certain times of the film.
I think one of the most important things I discovered this year was that music can completely turn around your foul mood, or at least get you through the day.
Somewhere along the way I changed, predominantly for the better. I fell out of love with one person and back into love with another, I got steadily more geeky, and founded a fandom.
It was the year of
Heroes angst, Shakespeare squee, guys with glasses, and tvtropes. It was the year of Obama, fanmixes, kinky fic, and more fandoms than I could shake a stick at. It was the year of healing scars, forging friendships, and crazy dances.
Goodbye
David Tennant 2009, you were pretty good. Welcome,
Matt Smith 2010, there's a lot riding on you right now, please don't disappoint.
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