By now I’m sure the internet is bogged down by reflective New Year’s Eve blog entries - looking back at the year and mulling over life changing events. I feel like, after going through a bad breakup, a bad car accident and a bad 25th birthday I should have reached some kind of epiphany or feel older, wiser. I don’t really. I mean, I feel wiser when it comes to love and I definitely feel older but I still feel like I don’t know what I’m doing half the time. The only difference now is - that doesn’t scare me as much as it used to.
Now, looking back on 2008, I can trace a timeline of events that have led me to this point - facing another year, wondering what sort of heartaches and mysteries lie ahead.
This time last year, I was setting up my New Year’s Eve party at the town home I shared with my former roommate.
I'm MC, a twenty-something 
