This Time Last Year

What were you doing this time last year?

It's been three years and it still hurts

 three years ago last night (or tonight i try not to remember) we  cought my
father sleeping at the nabbers. three years ago my life as  i knew fell
appart and everything i ever loved crushed my starving body.
 its hurting less and less as the years pass. i havnt talked to him in  6
months. i havnt seen him for 6 months either. the last time i did  though i
found out that he was still the pot smoking fucker he was  when i left. i
turned looked him in the eyes huged him and said "i  love you" turned away
again mumbled under my breath "you've really  blowen it now daddy" and ran
into the house.
 thats the last i heard of him. it's been three years and it still  hurts a
lot but my life is moving on

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this time last year um was snow boarding and i want of a jump and SLAMED! into a tree and got noked unconches for 2 hours i dont rilly reamember much enny moore and lets see i bought my motorcycle and i startted likeing girls!!!!! and i havent stop yet! ~thomas~

This time last year I was happy and full of hope. This time last year I wasn't scared of falling in love. ~Me~

This time last year, I was driving back to Alaska with my family. I was excited to be coming back, but it was definetely not something I thought would happen. Because we were supposed to be living in maine... I was spending time with my friend Katie, and planning on going to pub. school. That was the first summer I really started writing in my journal with some regularity, and had seen an immense amount of the USA & Canada. Obviously, I didn't go to school. I joined youth court, met Eric & a bunch of other people, discovered wiki & NBTSC.... ~Jadzia~

this time last year i was living in nyc, going into my last semester at nyu, wondering if i would ever finish. i had never been off the east coast, and i had never met any of you! i had also just started writing poetry again after a long absence... and i'm still writing it. yay! witchbaby

this time last year i had just moved into Edmonton, still numb about leaving the farm.... gone to camp for the first year and been blown away. Id just about come off the buzz from my reiki attunment... i was trying to get a life together, not seeing dad much. I wouldnt have beleived you if you had said i was where i am today now. -Dawn

Around this time last year my mother's horse, Erisa, who I might as well call a family member, because that is what she is, died. I had been helping Mom nurse her around the clock for a good month.[1]That's all I was doing, but I didn't want to do anything else. If we could just keep her going..If she could get her strength back. It was so unreal. Too real.

It was hard after she died because I would forget and look out the window and not see her in the pasture, or I would think: Oh! We have to go feed her! Time to go down! And she wasn't there....Or, see, I had been picking grass for her when she was sick, I really got an education on grass.... So, If I see some somewhere, in my mind I still automatically rate it...and then I remember that there was no one to pick it for. It's hard to explain how much it affected me, you know, life revolves around horse, then horse dies.[2]

Now, I look at horses wistfully, and at people who are with horses and I never see one like her, but I watch, you know, and try to recall the just so way she moved, you know. I really look at horses like people now, whereas I used to be a bit bewildered by such a large powerful animal, a bit scared. Now it's like: "Oh! There's a horse! Hello, what are you saying? Ah ha, you don't say."..I would love to have a stall to muck out...

[1] Equineprotozoamyoencephalitis [2] But you could take out horse and put in something else: lover, dog, skating, job, movement, parent.

around this time last year i was incredibly depressed, & that's all i'm gonna say about that because i don't like to think about it. i was also playing guitar a lot (not as much as now, of course) writing letters, & writing poems. yay me. -Katelet

Almost exactly this time last year, I was having the sort of reaction one generally has when one eats not-quite-right meat in egypt. I was puking my guts out.

I'd just got back from a trip up the west coast with my sister, and started a comic I still haven't finished but which I consider my magnum opus anyway. ;) ~Rosie

i stoped being depressed and i started eating again. i moved away from my small town farm in to a biger (and better) place lets just say that i was fucked up this time last year. -Heather

Moving into this apartment, getting settled, spending too much money, not spending enough time looking for work/building a business. The server was still in Washington, and Wiki was but a dream in Max's head.

Sitting at home four days a week and working at Trader Joes the other three. -Zen

Last year... wow. A lot has changed. Last year, I was with a coach who continuously told me that I needed to lose weight. I was really considering going back to school. I was otherwise miserable. I was on the list, but I felt left out and not really a part of it because I didn't know anyone. I was also... oh, no. That was the year before last. (the year before last, I was also incredibly sick and losing weight that I didn't have to lose rapidly, and I could barely stand) I also firmly believed that I would never be in love, though, so a lot has changed. So yeah- wow. A lot can happen in a year! -JessicaSkater

I was in a bad place a year ago. My jealousy was at an all-time high, and I didn't have any time to deal with it because I was in the final two weeks of my college classes and had to study. Bloody chemistry. I was reading The Satanic Verses in bed at night, which was almost the only time I had to read. I remember thinking that I should be sleeping instead of reading, but the book was so well written, I kept drinking it in. The concept of falling in love with Dawn had not yet even vaguely entered my head. I was struggling to write in my journal every day, and not succeeding very well. I was trying to figure out how the hell I was going to get to Port Townsend for New Year's, and wondering whether I should even try. Yikes. I don't want to think about what would have happened had I given up on that. I had recently marched on the WTO conference. That's about all I can think of. -Mitchell

i had just met my exboyfriend (matt) who i would get pregnant with in another 17 days, and have a 7 month relatiionship with. ~sarah c.~

(12/2/00) Oh god. This time last year was living hell...I felt like crap because I was shirking every single online duty connected to a game I was supposed to be running. That may sound stupid, but...it's true. I cried a lot. No one else knew. Finally a week before Christmas I told the person who used to have my job just how much I had ended up hating it, and took them up on their offer to take the job again. That was probably the best present I got that year. - Emma

Wow, I barely remember anything that was happening a year ago. I think my life was fairly plain and quite possibly almost boring.

wow...i can't believe last year feels so recent. hmm. i was going through a lot of weird shit connected with this guy i knew. shopping for the perfect skirt to wear for new years eve, which was the first skirt i'd worn in like 10 years. feeling smug about getting an A in biology. writing mediocre songs. hoping for an apocalypse, it WAS december 1999 after all. being really annoyed by that stupid prince song being on the radio all the time, and happy that some stupid punk song about 1999 was on the radio all the time. confiding in my then-best friend, like the first time i ever told anyone anything heavy, it felt really good at the time. oh, and i had hair almost this *exact* length and color, freaky. jenny

this time last year, ryland was here and we were hanging out and i was working on purple roses shatter zine, and worrying about personal relationship details... weird, yo. ~jennyrose

Living in a too small too hot house, wondering if i'd get to go to camp and utterly unthinking about my future. ~wind~

7^th grade had just ended, I was taking an Art class with Marcela and I was constantly being forced to listen to Eminem by the other kids in the class, I was hanging out and going to the beach with my "friends," looking forward to summer camp, hanging out with victor. I couldn't wait til school in the fall, when I'd be in 8^th grade, and then highschool...

This time last year...

I was totally different than this year, and so much the same. I have the same demons to deal with.