On New Year’s Eve 1999, I went to a party. It was held by a guy from school—not a close friend, but a fellow band member with whom I had numerous mutual friends. I don’t remember how I ended up there. All I remember is watching “Good Morning,
.” At , I was bored and went home. I rang in the millennium in my pjs, with my family, and was asleep by . Vietnam
A lot has happened since then.
2000: With my family, went abroad for the first time to
, Austria , and Germany and developed a taste for travel. Liechtenstein
2001: Graduated from high school; started college; met Jules, Michael, and Ashley
2002: Apparently nothing happened in 2002. That I can remember.
2003: Picked a major (and a minor)
2004: Spent semester in
; met Ed, Val, J, Annie, and Karen; was offered an internship that that would turn into a career; traveled around London and to England , Ireland , and France Italy
2005: Graduated from college; got my first (paid) job—financial independence!
2006: Got promoted
2007: Bought a car; moved into my own apartment
2008: Quit a job and started a new one
2009: Got promoted
A lot happened over the last ten years, but the thing that has stuck with me most is that in the 00s, I met the people who would become my second family—some here in D.C. and some not near enough.
On New Year’s Eve 2009, I made chili, watched the Vols lose their bowl game, and then walked to Ed & Val’s apartment. With them and J and Heather, we played Scrabble and Apples-to-Apples, watched Anderson Cooper and Kathy Griffin, and toasted the new year. Not a bad way to start the new decade.