Today is the 2nd of January 2010. The second day of the year and the second day of the new decade.
The “Noughties” was a decade of change for me.
2000: Year 12, don’t work as hard as I should have but received good grades nonetheless. Am awkward looking, all legs, ass and arms as boobs have not yet arrived. Awful fashion sense. Very sad to leave school.
2001: Started university. Studying (to my dismay) business, when would have rather been studying at NIDA or similar. Think about leaving but decide to stick it out as was the easy thing to do. Hoped to make lots of new friends at university, but found that it was as cliquey as High School.
2002: Year two of university. Change my major from Tourism (pft.. what a joke) to International Business. Decide that I want to travel. Obtain drivers license and first car – a 1987 Toyota Cressida with blue velour interior. Pa dies.
2003: Final year of university. Finish degree successfully, but having not tried nearly as hard as I should have. Finally hook up with boy I had had crush on for year. Boobs arrive.
2004: Embark on a camping trip of Europe and see things I have dreamed about seeing all my life. Travel to Dublin, France, Spain, Andorra, Switzerland, Austria, Italy, Corfu, Germany, Liechtenstein. Set out on my new life in London but quickly find that it was more expensive that I thought and had no chance of getting a decent job. Return home with tail between legs. Get job in Real Estate. Turn 21.
2005: A bleak year where I realise coming home from London was stupidest thing I had ever done. Despise my job. Take up Latin Dancing and quickly become very good at it. See Meat Loaf in concert.
2006: Have nervous breakdown and run away from Sunshine Coast. Arrive Terminal 1 Heathrow 19th June. Bum around for awhile. Go to Prague, Liverpool. Live in a hostel. Have heaps of fun drinking. Hook up with lots of boys. First cold Christmas. Work in a bookstore.
2007: Meet THE-Ex and start a disastrous 2 year love affair destined to end in tears. Travel to Amsterdam, Dublin, Croatia. Get a job in television. Meet some of the best friends I have ever had. Spend Christmas in Scottish Highlands alone as THE-Ex was off cheating on me on a ski trip.
2008: Move out of hostel into The Vale. Ditch THE-Ex. Meet the loveliest boy in the world, who I treated terribly. Travel to Turkey, Oktoberfest, Copenhagen, Sweden, La Tomatina Festival and all around the UK. Meet some more of the best friends I have ever had. Do good in career. Start seeing THE-Ex again. Leave London in a blaze of glory to return home. Turn 25. Job prospects look bleak. Very depressed end to the year. But best New Years Eve ever.
2009: Go to Perth, have heart broken by THE-Ex again. Spend a miserable 6 months on the dole due to the Global Financial Crisis. Granny dies. Get job in supermarket. Meet some friends at job, but find my soul slowly dying from mindless, monotonous job. Turn 26. Pleasant Christmas & New Years. Finally get a career job to start on January 4th.
So that’s my decade in review. Bring on the next decade, which there still seems to be much debate as to what we are calling it. The teens? The tens? I hope someone decides soon.
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